Title: Right Now
Rating: PG-13. R for language. I'm not sure if I'm going to change the rating to R, unless
it becomes more that. Hey, PG-13 movies have bad words in it too! =P
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[CHAPTER ONE]
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'Another day in the life of Serena Tsukino,' I thought to myself. I don't know why,
but I just can't seem to make it to school on time, so yet again I'm in detention. On a
better note - in some way or another - I didn't run into Darien this morning. Of course I
was still late, go figure. Detention. The worst word in any dictionary around the world.
You'd think that if a person hates school in the first place, they'd get nothing out of
staying there even longer, right? Obviously, the person who came up with the idea of
detention didn't really think things through too much. Oh well.
"Serena, you can leave. Hopefully I won't have to see you in here tomorrow," Ms.
Haruna announced, breaking me out of my thoughts.
"You know, just as well as I do, that I'll be here tomorrow," I replied back while
gathering up my stuff and throwing it into my bag. "Besides, sometimes I think you enjoy
keeping me here after school. Though I don't know why."
"Funny."
"I try."
"See you tomorrow Serena. Try to get to class on time," Ms. H reminded me the same
way she always does.
"I can't promise anything," and with that I left that godforsaken place.
Temptation. I know that right now, if I were to go to the arcade, Darien would be
there. Don't ask me how I know this, it's just simple theory. He's always there at the
same time every day. Just like I'm always in detention and get there at the same time
every day. You'd think, if the guy really didn't want to be around me, he'd leave. But of
course not. Always there. Sometimes I wonder if it's on purpose, or if he's just not as
intelligent as previously thought. Although, I do wish it was because he wants to see me.
Yeah, and then I wake up again.
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Torture. I guess I've become accustomed to that idea, since I put myself through it
daily. Think about it. There's something you want so much, that you'd stop at nothing to
have it. Yet, you can't even bring yourself to try. Of course, in my case it's the blonde
angel that I've been avoiding for the past month. No matter how much I would love to have
her as my own angel, I can't seem to let go of the past. I can't let go of my lonliness,
because that's the only thing that has kept me surviving for the past 13 years. It's the
only thing I've ever knows, since anything before the age of 6 disappeared with my parents.
Still, I'm the only idiot in the world who comes to the same place, at the same time,
every day of my life. Why? To see her. Before, it was just an unconscious act. My brain
was trying to get me to realize that I cared about her. Now, now I know how I feel. Still,
it doesn't help to make the situation better.
"Dare? You alright, buddy? You've been here for the past half hour and haven't
even touched your coffee. Is something wrong?" Oh the joys of having a best friend. That's
Andrew if you're wondering. He's either trying to get me to admit my feelings for Serena
to him, or making me apologize for something I've said to her. Of course most of the things
out of my mouth have been rude comments. I just can't help it! Whenever she's around me
the only things that come out are uncaring. Well, except for that night, but I've more than
made up for that since then. Well, I better answer the man before he starts going crazy on
me again.
"What? Oh yeah, I'm ok. Just thinking about a midterm coming up in Physics," so it
was a lie. I don't worry about tests ever. I study, I do the work, I get straight A's.
Basically I'm boring as hell.
"You're lying to me and you know it. What's really wrong man? C'mon, I'm your best
friend. Why are you always like this to me?"
"Look Drew. It's nothing of importance. Scratch that. It's nothing you can help
me with, because right now I have no idea how to help myself. So please, don't bug and
leave it be alright?"
"Alright. Whatever you say. I'm here if you need anything," he turned around and
walked away from me. Who would've thought that I would be able to get rid of him that easy?
Maybe I should keep it up every time, and I won't have to answer to him. Then again, that'll
never happen.
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Should I or shouldn't I? To walk into the arcade and face another argument with him,
or walk home and not see him at all today. Oh the choices to make. 'C'mon Serena. It's
just Darien. What could he do to you? Call you Meatball Head again? Make fun of the fact
you're not a great student. Bring up an incident where you klutzed out, or threw something
at him? Nothing new. Face your fears, walk in there, and ignore him if you have to.'
It's so much easier to tell yourself to do something, than actually doing that. Have
you ever noticed that? Of course I didn't really think that over, which is how I ended up
in the position I find myself in at this very moment.
"Meatball Head, can't you ever do anything right?" That would be the object of my
affection, yep you've got it folks - Darien Shields. What have I done this time? Oh, just
tripped over my own two feet, therefore falling into the stool he was sitting on. That
brought him, and his coffee down on me. Well, at least the coffee landed on him. Maybe I
should just walk around with one of those big signs that state: *Walking Accident - Step
Away*.
"Sorry Darien, really I am," I tried being nice to him as we untangled ourselves
from each other. Of course he had to wear a white shirt today didn't he? Just my luck!
"You'd think that somehow, someway you'd learn how to become more graceful. Of
course, it is you we're talking about. You can't seem to do anything right anymore. Why
do you even come in here? Huh, Meatball Head? Do you enjoy crashing into me, spilling
things on me, making my life miserable?"
Ouch. That hurt. Bad.
"Look, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to, I can't help it. I'm sorry Darien. I'll
just try to stay away from you forever. I wasn't even trying to crash into you, it just
happened," ah, yes...here comes the tears. Why, oh why do I always have to cry infront of
him? Why can't I ever be a strong person? Maybe because everytime I'm around him, I can't
do anything right. He just makes me feel things I shouldn't.
"Whatever. I'm starting to get sick of your apologies, you know? You always say
you're sorry, yet you do the same things over and over again. Hasn't anyone taught you
anything? Oh wait, they've probably tried, but you're just too stupid to understand them.
Just...just leave me alone!"
"Sorry..." Yep, there's the tears. "I'm just gonna, uhm I'll leave. Tell Andrew
I said hi, if you want. Yeah right, nevermind...I...Uhm. Bye."
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'Dammit Darien, you're a fucking idiot. Why can't you ever be nice to her? And you
wonder why she could never feel anything for you. You always make her feel miserable. Why
couldn't you just accept her apology? You know she didn't mean to do that.' Yeah, I'm an
idiot. I made her run away again. In tears no less. God, why am I just such an asshole?
"What happened out here? What happened to your shirt?" Dammit, it's Drew again.
"Serena."
"Where is she?" He asked looking around trying to find the blonde.
"She left," I replied as nonchalantly as possible.
"Damn you Dare. What'd you do to her again? I swear, you always find someway to
hurt her, even if you're not trying!" Oh boy, he's pissed. You can see the steam coming
out of his ears. Wow, and his face couldn't get any more red if it tried.
"Don't you think I know that Drew? Dammit, I don't even know how to be nice to her.
I thought everything was going to change after she saved my life, but no! Of course not! I
turn back into the same asshole I was before. God, I'm such an idiot," banging my head
against the counter I just let it all out.
"Darien...are you alright?"
"No, dammit, no I'm not. You want to know what's wrong with me? I'm in love with
her! There, that's the big fucking secret I've been holding back from everyone. Hell, I
held it back from myself for such a long time. I'm in love with a 15-year-old blonde angel,
and what do I do? I'm a total asshole to her!" I finally look up at Drew, and low and
behold, he's shocked! He looks like a fish with his mouth hanging open like that, it's quite
funny. Too bad you can't see it.
"Darien?"
"What Drew? Surprised I actually admitted it? Hasn't it been obvious anyways?
You've always known, haven't you?" Yeah, here comes the irrational crazy side of myself I've
been fighting with since God knows how long.
"I always figured. But Dare, what happened? Saved your life? What are you talking
about?" Thank God there wasn't anyone in the arcade at the moment. Imagine, seeing a crazy
college man, acting crazy over the fact of being in love.
"God. Fine! Get comfortable, it's a long story...."
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Notes: There's the first chapter. You didn't need to hear me run down what happened, now
did you? If you really wanted to, you could go and read the first story. Hey! There's a
thought. Hopefully someone enjoyed this. I don't know if I'll have the next chapter out
soon or not. I really should be working on "Running Away". Whoops! I just have to figure
out how to write what I want to. Not like it ever turns out the way it was originally
planned anyways. Ok, REVIEWS, PLEASE! Maybe I should do what others do...if I don't have
5-10 reviews, I won't put up the next chapter. *shrugs* Depends on how much you want me
to continue this. Oh, and my midterm was crap. Good day.
Rating: PG-13. R for language. I'm not sure if I'm going to change the rating to R, unless
it becomes more that. Hey, PG-13 movies have bad words in it too! =P
----------------------
[CHAPTER ONE]
----------------------
'Another day in the life of Serena Tsukino,' I thought to myself. I don't know why,
but I just can't seem to make it to school on time, so yet again I'm in detention. On a
better note - in some way or another - I didn't run into Darien this morning. Of course I
was still late, go figure. Detention. The worst word in any dictionary around the world.
You'd think that if a person hates school in the first place, they'd get nothing out of
staying there even longer, right? Obviously, the person who came up with the idea of
detention didn't really think things through too much. Oh well.
"Serena, you can leave. Hopefully I won't have to see you in here tomorrow," Ms.
Haruna announced, breaking me out of my thoughts.
"You know, just as well as I do, that I'll be here tomorrow," I replied back while
gathering up my stuff and throwing it into my bag. "Besides, sometimes I think you enjoy
keeping me here after school. Though I don't know why."
"Funny."
"I try."
"See you tomorrow Serena. Try to get to class on time," Ms. H reminded me the same
way she always does.
"I can't promise anything," and with that I left that godforsaken place.
Temptation. I know that right now, if I were to go to the arcade, Darien would be
there. Don't ask me how I know this, it's just simple theory. He's always there at the
same time every day. Just like I'm always in detention and get there at the same time
every day. You'd think, if the guy really didn't want to be around me, he'd leave. But of
course not. Always there. Sometimes I wonder if it's on purpose, or if he's just not as
intelligent as previously thought. Although, I do wish it was because he wants to see me.
Yeah, and then I wake up again.
***************************************************************************************
Torture. I guess I've become accustomed to that idea, since I put myself through it
daily. Think about it. There's something you want so much, that you'd stop at nothing to
have it. Yet, you can't even bring yourself to try. Of course, in my case it's the blonde
angel that I've been avoiding for the past month. No matter how much I would love to have
her as my own angel, I can't seem to let go of the past. I can't let go of my lonliness,
because that's the only thing that has kept me surviving for the past 13 years. It's the
only thing I've ever knows, since anything before the age of 6 disappeared with my parents.
Still, I'm the only idiot in the world who comes to the same place, at the same time,
every day of my life. Why? To see her. Before, it was just an unconscious act. My brain
was trying to get me to realize that I cared about her. Now, now I know how I feel. Still,
it doesn't help to make the situation better.
"Dare? You alright, buddy? You've been here for the past half hour and haven't
even touched your coffee. Is something wrong?" Oh the joys of having a best friend. That's
Andrew if you're wondering. He's either trying to get me to admit my feelings for Serena
to him, or making me apologize for something I've said to her. Of course most of the things
out of my mouth have been rude comments. I just can't help it! Whenever she's around me
the only things that come out are uncaring. Well, except for that night, but I've more than
made up for that since then. Well, I better answer the man before he starts going crazy on
me again.
"What? Oh yeah, I'm ok. Just thinking about a midterm coming up in Physics," so it
was a lie. I don't worry about tests ever. I study, I do the work, I get straight A's.
Basically I'm boring as hell.
"You're lying to me and you know it. What's really wrong man? C'mon, I'm your best
friend. Why are you always like this to me?"
"Look Drew. It's nothing of importance. Scratch that. It's nothing you can help
me with, because right now I have no idea how to help myself. So please, don't bug and
leave it be alright?"
"Alright. Whatever you say. I'm here if you need anything," he turned around and
walked away from me. Who would've thought that I would be able to get rid of him that easy?
Maybe I should keep it up every time, and I won't have to answer to him. Then again, that'll
never happen.
***************************************************************************************
Should I or shouldn't I? To walk into the arcade and face another argument with him,
or walk home and not see him at all today. Oh the choices to make. 'C'mon Serena. It's
just Darien. What could he do to you? Call you Meatball Head again? Make fun of the fact
you're not a great student. Bring up an incident where you klutzed out, or threw something
at him? Nothing new. Face your fears, walk in there, and ignore him if you have to.'
It's so much easier to tell yourself to do something, than actually doing that. Have
you ever noticed that? Of course I didn't really think that over, which is how I ended up
in the position I find myself in at this very moment.
"Meatball Head, can't you ever do anything right?" That would be the object of my
affection, yep you've got it folks - Darien Shields. What have I done this time? Oh, just
tripped over my own two feet, therefore falling into the stool he was sitting on. That
brought him, and his coffee down on me. Well, at least the coffee landed on him. Maybe I
should just walk around with one of those big signs that state: *Walking Accident - Step
Away*.
"Sorry Darien, really I am," I tried being nice to him as we untangled ourselves
from each other. Of course he had to wear a white shirt today didn't he? Just my luck!
"You'd think that somehow, someway you'd learn how to become more graceful. Of
course, it is you we're talking about. You can't seem to do anything right anymore. Why
do you even come in here? Huh, Meatball Head? Do you enjoy crashing into me, spilling
things on me, making my life miserable?"
Ouch. That hurt. Bad.
"Look, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to, I can't help it. I'm sorry Darien. I'll
just try to stay away from you forever. I wasn't even trying to crash into you, it just
happened," ah, yes...here comes the tears. Why, oh why do I always have to cry infront of
him? Why can't I ever be a strong person? Maybe because everytime I'm around him, I can't
do anything right. He just makes me feel things I shouldn't.
"Whatever. I'm starting to get sick of your apologies, you know? You always say
you're sorry, yet you do the same things over and over again. Hasn't anyone taught you
anything? Oh wait, they've probably tried, but you're just too stupid to understand them.
Just...just leave me alone!"
"Sorry..." Yep, there's the tears. "I'm just gonna, uhm I'll leave. Tell Andrew
I said hi, if you want. Yeah right, nevermind...I...Uhm. Bye."
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'Dammit Darien, you're a fucking idiot. Why can't you ever be nice to her? And you
wonder why she could never feel anything for you. You always make her feel miserable. Why
couldn't you just accept her apology? You know she didn't mean to do that.' Yeah, I'm an
idiot. I made her run away again. In tears no less. God, why am I just such an asshole?
"What happened out here? What happened to your shirt?" Dammit, it's Drew again.
"Serena."
"Where is she?" He asked looking around trying to find the blonde.
"She left," I replied as nonchalantly as possible.
"Damn you Dare. What'd you do to her again? I swear, you always find someway to
hurt her, even if you're not trying!" Oh boy, he's pissed. You can see the steam coming
out of his ears. Wow, and his face couldn't get any more red if it tried.
"Don't you think I know that Drew? Dammit, I don't even know how to be nice to her.
I thought everything was going to change after she saved my life, but no! Of course not! I
turn back into the same asshole I was before. God, I'm such an idiot," banging my head
against the counter I just let it all out.
"Darien...are you alright?"
"No, dammit, no I'm not. You want to know what's wrong with me? I'm in love with
her! There, that's the big fucking secret I've been holding back from everyone. Hell, I
held it back from myself for such a long time. I'm in love with a 15-year-old blonde angel,
and what do I do? I'm a total asshole to her!" I finally look up at Drew, and low and
behold, he's shocked! He looks like a fish with his mouth hanging open like that, it's quite
funny. Too bad you can't see it.
"Darien?"
"What Drew? Surprised I actually admitted it? Hasn't it been obvious anyways?
You've always known, haven't you?" Yeah, here comes the irrational crazy side of myself I've
been fighting with since God knows how long.
"I always figured. But Dare, what happened? Saved your life? What are you talking
about?" Thank God there wasn't anyone in the arcade at the moment. Imagine, seeing a crazy
college man, acting crazy over the fact of being in love.
"God. Fine! Get comfortable, it's a long story...."
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Notes: There's the first chapter. You didn't need to hear me run down what happened, now
did you? If you really wanted to, you could go and read the first story. Hey! There's a
thought. Hopefully someone enjoyed this. I don't know if I'll have the next chapter out
soon or not. I really should be working on "Running Away". Whoops! I just have to figure
out how to write what I want to. Not like it ever turns out the way it was originally
planned anyways. Ok, REVIEWS, PLEASE! Maybe I should do what others do...if I don't have
5-10 reviews, I won't put up the next chapter. *shrugs* Depends on how much you want me
to continue this. Oh, and my midterm was crap. Good day.