PLEASE R&R! this is gonna be a different type of story. You won't expect it
(hopefully), I tried to make it different. The beginning may be a tad bit
boring, but I promise it will get more interesting at the end of the
chapter, although the beginning has some important info. And if you read
this story before, READ IT AGAIN! I've completely revised every single
chapter. Again. But it's so much better. If you want to skip through the
beginning, (I don't recommend, but I guess you could. if you were that
bored.) there are some funny scenes later on when she enters the school. so
don't stop reading at the beginning. or at least finish the chapter before
you stop reading and abandon this story. Please. ::pouts::
DISCLAIMER: no own characters. Yes own story. Cough.
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NEW GIRL IN TOWN
CHAPTER 1/ New Beginnings. Again
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"Mom! Hurry up, I'm gonna be late!" Serena yelled from the garage. She impatiently checked her small light blue watch with a cute silver band. It had been a gift to her when she was younger, from someone whom she loved, but for some reason couldn't remember. The only thing she could recall was that the person who handed it to her said that now, she had no reason to be late again. Serena shook her head slightly and sighed. She had been having these small little random recollections for about a year or two. She sincerely hoped that this time, at this new school, she wouldn't daydream as much. It got her into to much trouble and she wanted to have a nice, clean start. She was roused from her revenue as her mom slammed the door leading from the garage to the house; which by the way was cluttered still with boxes.
"Sorry, sweetie, couldn't find the keys." Her mom threw her a lopsided grin as she opened the car door and started the car. Serena stuffed her backpack down in front of seat and hopped in after it.
She looked out the window as they passed by all the houses, which looked all alike in her opinion. It was January 7, the first day of school in the New Year. She had come in the middle of her sophomore year of high school. Since everyone knew everyone, she would be left out. Again. Hopefully this would be the place they would stay and not move any more. In the beginning, she loved moving. But now, after she had been moving almost every half- year, she was growing tired of it. She was fed up. Two years left of high school and she wanted to stay this time. It was so hard having to learn different teachers' methods; it was a surprise she kept her grades up. She quietly sighed again as she grabbed her backpack and pushed the car door open. Just as she was about to open it, Ilene leaned over the armrest. "Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?"
"No mum, I'm fine. I've done this often enough." She plastered on a fake smile. "See, I can't wait to go to school, it's my favorite place." Ilene couldn't help but smile at her daughter's non-existent enthusiasm.
"Well, off you go. Have fun. Love ya." Serena slammed the car door shut and headed towards the school. She turned around and waved to her mother as Ilene backed out of the parking spot and drove out of the lot.
"Have fun," she muttered as she stared up at the huge building which occupied half her vision. "Have fun my ass."
Serena boldly pushed the foreign doors open for what was probably the 50th time doing so in her lifetime. Pausing for a minute at the entrance of the hallway, she noticed that school was already in session. Taking a moment before going of to find the office, she examined the area where she was hopefully going to be for the rest of the year. It was a pleasant school, one of the most distinguished in the state. The halls were large (thank god, that meant that it wouldn't be too crowded in between bells). There were doors located on both sides and lockers in the middle of the doors. The walls themselves were a pale blue (much better looking than the normally plain white walls she was used to seeing), the lockers were beautifully decorated with the golden letters of the school's name. She had to admit: she was a tad bit excited about starting this school, if the decorations were nice, imagine the teachers and students. As she turned right into another hallway, she doubted that there were any druggies or such, seeing as there was no graffiti on any of the walls of lockers. Already much better than her last two schools. She shivered as she remembered the previous teachers and students. Those were times where it was ok for students to have sex with teachers, and you were considered a whore if you didn't sleep around. She shook her head meaningfully and peered into an open room which had the 'Office' sign nailed over the door.
"May I help you?" The middle age secretary asked without looking up from her computer. Serena walked towards the counter.
"Ah yes," she stumbled slightly before getting a hold of herself and repeated the phrase which she had said one too many times. "My name is Serena Tsukino, I'm new here and I need a class schedule." She paused and glanced at the lady who gave no indication of hearing her. "Um miss-"
"I heard for gods sake! I ain't deaf!" Serena instinctively pulled away from the counter, taken back at the sharp tone. Jesus, she hated bitchy secretaries and already she was on this bitchy secretary's bad side. Well, she may as well say something. Couldn't get any worse.
"Well I'm sorry, you didn't seem like you were paying attention to me, but I shoulda known that a smart, talented lady like you would be able to multi- task. I'm oh so sorry." She fixed a fake smile on her face as the secretary looked up. She gazed at Serena for a second before grabbing the schedule out of the printer and handing it to Serena.
"Have a nice day," she said as she smiled slightly towards Serena; her cold, sharp demeanor was replaced. "I hope you do well and stay here for a while."
"Thank you," Serena stammered out, surprised that she had been nice and that she had guessed Serena moved a lot. 'Hm, people sure are a bit strange here,' she thought as she headed out the door in search of her classroom. 'But I like it so far, this school seems to have. spunk.'
It took a while for her to find the right classroom, not only had she gotten lost, but it took her five minutes of staring at the door to find the classroom number. It wasn't until a young dark head man came out of the bathroom nearby and asked her what mental hospital did she belong to, was she able to find the number. Weird right? How the hell do you find a classroom number by someone hinting at the fact that you're insane? But as she turned to face the deep voice who had insulted her so and insult him back, she caught sight of the classroom number up against the side of the lockers. She mentally smacked herself before facing him.
"Well you know, since I'm new here, I didn't know how the guys were, so before I was going to enter this classroom, I was praying that there would be cute, normal, intelligent young men, but obviously my wish was denied because now you're here." She flashed him her trademark smile and his eyes seemed to darken. It was then that she had noticed his gorgeously deeply colored midnight azure eyes and his ebony hair with one strand hanging loosely in his face. She once more, got a hold of her insane mental self and glanced back down at her schedule. Thank the gods that this was the right room. She inwardly sighed as she continued reading what class she had. French. A no brainer. She had been in France for a while. She faced him again before entering the classroom.
"Pardon, j'ai besoin aller ma classe. Or for those who don't speak the romantically lovely language of French: Go away you dimwit, you are polluting my air." [[AN: In real life it means: Excuse me, I need to go to my class. Don't tell the hottie though! ^_~]]. She flashed him another innocently sweet smile before turning the handle and entering the room. She paused again at the doorway and said over her shoulder, "see ya around later. Who knows, maybe that problem you have will decrease. we can only hope." And with a last fleeting grin and a wink, she stepped fully into the classroom and shut the door behind her.
The teacher looked along with the rest of the class looked up. He motioned for her to walk over to his desk, and after a quick scrutiny of the room and students occupying it, she did so.
"You are the new student, non?
"Uh, oui." Serena said uncertainly as she arrived that the front of his desk. "Vous vous appelez Monsieur Cocophin?" She stumbled slightly as the words tumbled out of her mouth, she hadn't spoken French or a while, but she couldn't have said it all that bad because the teacher looked pleasantly surprised. Without notice, he scrapped his chair back as he stood up and shouted: "Ah! Tres bien! Ma classe, ici est une étudiante qui sait la francais!" (Very good! Class, here is a student who knows her French!) At his sudden French outburst, the class looked up interested, but at the end of the grand man's short speech, the class was looking blank. Serena stifled a smile. She could tell that this class would be very amusing. Or, as they say in French: tres amusant.
Serena examined her schedule for what was the third time that day. She had been right, French class was amusing. She sat between a girl who looked identical to herself. She had long blond hair, but the eyes were bright and the hair was held back by an elegant crimson bow. On her left sat a tall brunette with olive green eyes and a muscular build. Serena could immediately tell that the blond look-a-like and the strong woman to her left were most likely popular. She figured that they had boyfriends of some sort who were also known in this school. She had a feeling that this school was the basis for stereotypical people. But the only thing that didn't fit in, was that sitting in front of her, was a petite young girl with abnormally natural blue hair (although Serena still doubted it). She seemed to be close friends with the other two girls, which was a bit strange if this school was stereotypical because as far as Serena could tell, the blue- haired girl was a flat out nerd. She knew all the answers, promptly raised her hand, had straight posture and was a good two-shoes. Another girl that didn't fit in was the one sitting behind her, with flowing violet-black hair and an immense temper.
She sighed; it was her who was being stereotypical, putting labels on them. She glanced out into the hall to see if she could spot her next class, when she abruptly realized that she was the only one in the hallway. She groaned softly as she walked in search of the joy-of-learning-math room.
She had been late once more, but it was expected for someone knew halfway through the year (though the nitwit of a teacher Mrs. Hembry certainly didn't think so and marked her tardy contrary to her reasonable excuse). She found a seat that was once again, near her look like, who she found out now was Mina. The desks were grouped by two's, so she was able to whisper with Mina. She knew the material they were teaching, but not very well. It didn't matter, she would catch up at home. She learned that Mina and the three other girls in her French class, were best friends. Serena also learned that the person, who had occupied her seat previously, had moved a few days ago. She had to admit; she had felt weird sitting in between four very close friends. Mina also told her that the guy in front of her, whom Serena had noticed and thought of him potentially cute, was her boyfriend Andrew. In fact, as Serena had thought, all the girl had boyfriends, and Mina excitedly whispered how she couldn't wait to set Serena up with the hottest guy ever (second to her Andrew of course) who was also Raye's brother. Serena smiled at that but didn't say anything. It was very hard for her to get into a relationship considering all the moving she had done, but she didn't dare disturb Mina's happiness so she patiently listened to Mina's ramblings as the two hours ticked away.
When the bell finally rang, the girls gathered up their things and headed out the door. Mina explained that it was block schedule, which meant that they would have their even classes this day (which would be two hours long) and their odd classes the next day for the same amount of time. The rest of the week would be normal.
Serena gingerly picked up a muffin from the lunch line and set it down on her tray as she moved to pay. 'Ugh, nice school, crappy food,' she thought as she paid for her salad and milk. She stood rooted to her spot in front of the register until she spotted Mina's blond hair. Cautiously heading over in that direction, she managed to avoid tripping and embarrassing herself in front of everyone.
"Whew! Made it without tripping," she huffed as she set her tray down and sat next to Mina. Consciously aware of the silence that settled down at the table, she peeked up. 'Please don't be snobs,' she begged silently. 'Please don't embarrass me and make me go away-'
"Everyone, this is Serena. Serena, this is everyone." Serena gave a sigh of relief as the fates once more took her side. She gave a small smile and looked around the group as everyone chorused their hellos. She recognized the raven-haired girl, the brunette, and the blue-haired girl from her French class. Before she was able to check out the guys, her attention was called away.
"Mina, you ditz!" the raven head reprimanded her friend sharply. "You think Serena knows everyone? Jesus, you make the worst introductions." She turned towards Serena and smiled lightly. "Ok, since Mina didn't do a very good at intros, I'll do it." Slowly, Raye (the raven-haired girl as she found out) named everyone. The strong brunette was Lita, and behind her was her boyfriend Ken, who was cute, Serena regarded as she looked him over, but he was perfect for Lita. Next to Lita was Amy, the nerd. Surprisingly, Amy had a boyfriend. Not surprising: he was just as smart as Amy was, but Serena thought that they were cute together and found out that Amy was a very sweet person, who didn't care what others thought. Raye then introduced her boyfriend, Chad, a haggard man with brown hair hanging down is face, and Andrew, Mina's cute boyfriend, who was actually the man who sat in front of Mina during French.
She smiled politely at everyone, thinking that there was no one left, she started to eat her salad, which was getting soggy already. But Raye interrupted her fantasy of eating soon with one last introduction.
"Serena, I'd like you to meet my brother, Darien." Serena slowly raised her eyes from her delicious salad to another delicious sight. The boy whom Serena had talked to before she went in the room. She stealthily looked him over, his defined biceps under his shirt, his ab muscles that shown through, his chiseled face. she saw that he had in turn been looking her over and she couldn't help but feel a small fire in her stomach.
She smirked, "I see that you haven't stopped polluting our air. Pity, the more important people need it. I guess you'll just have to go elsewhere, pollute someone else's air and be horny or what ever you do best." She flicked her hand in his direction. She barely noticed that the whole group was looking at them in wonderment.
"You've. you've already met?" Mina asked, crestfallen. She sighed, "damn. Oh well, I can still try."
"What's goin' on?" Raye wanted to know. Never before had anyone spoken to her brother like that. Finally someone deflated his ego! She was secretly happy that it was also Serena who had done. She had a feeling that some romance would be going on. But those secrets that Serena hid, they were big secrets, not your everyday secrets. Ah yes, that girl carried a full load on her shoulders. She shook her head sympathetically, unaware that some were watching her.
"What's wrong Raye?" Amy asked worriedly as Raye's head snapped around surprised.
"What? Oh nothing, I was just pitying Darien because he apparently go onto Serena's bad side," she turned her attention back to Serena. "So are you going to tell us what's going on between you two cuties?"
Serena laughed. "Nothing. I was just telling Darien the facts. He pollutes the air we breathe with his egotistical self."
"And yet you seemed to like my egotistical self," his deep voice broke in and Serena's eye's flew open. He had that huskiness in him that she loved in guys. But she would not let him get to her.
"Oh? And why?"
"I saw you looking me over. Enjoy what you saw?"
"I can't say I did. I was just seeing if you and Melvin were twins." She tilted her head in a scrawny boy's direction. The amount of books he carried decreased as many fell onto the floor and the gang was able to see his beaded forehead and large, red trimmed glasses. They laughed as they caught the meaning of her phrase. Satisfied, Serena sat back down and began to eat her salad.
"I see you're going on a diet already. Didn't want to end up like Mabel over there," Darien's masculine voice came above her and she followed the groups gaze to an excessively large girl. She felt a pang stab her as she pushed her tray away and stood up, narrowly missing his chin. As she turned around, she realized just how close she was to his hard body, and his sweet, husky manly cologne of. of roses? She questioned as she sniffed slightly. Interesting.
Darien could help but smile at the cute picture she made. The shock of finding him behind her, how her cute little nose scrunched up to smell his cologne, she was just too much.
"Why should I? I have confidence in myself. And even if I did end up like her, I really don't think that there is a problem there. I think that we need to divert our attention from others, because we ourselves are not perfect." Serena continued ignoring the astonished looks that everyone gave her. "You never know, maybe it's a genetic disorder. You shouldn't judge people on their looks." she trailed off as she finally took notice of their stares. "What?" She asked defensively, "I'm just telling you not to be mean to others." As if to prove a point, she picked up her deserted tray and walked over to the table where Mabel was sitting all alone, playing with her food.
"Hello Mabel!" Serena gave the girl a bright smile as she sat down next to her; completely ignorant of the girls' shocked expression. "How are things going?"
"Um. ah. fine. I guess." Mabel stuttered and Serena gave her a small smile.
"You looked lonely so I thought you might want some company." She stated simply.
"Oh." Mabel's gazed narrowed on Serena's suspiciously. "Is this some kind of sick joke?"
"Not at all. Look, I know how you feel. Trust me. I've been through it. If ya ever feel like talking or hanging out, of something, give me a shout ok?" She stood up and cleared her tray. "See ya later Mabel." As walked by the gang on her way to the trash can, she gave Darien a dirty look. "15 years from now, no ones gonna give a shit whether or not you were popular. It's whether or not you were successful that counts." And with that last bit of well said advice, she dump out the uneaten contents on her tray and walked away, head held high and proud.
Serena checked her schedule for the last time before walking into the locker room. She had physical education next. Joy. Thank god it was only mandatory for to do it for two years and this would be her last year. She sighed as she walked down the aisles of lockers, looking for hers.
"Finally," she grumbled as she found hers, on the bottom row, stuffed between many backpacks. She gave a sigh of annoyance as she moved the backpacks out of the way and tried the combination that was written on top of her schedule. It didn't work. Giving a frustrated groan, she tried once more. It still didn't work. She blew out her bangs from her ace and banged the damn locker. It popped open. From that day, all lockers in her opinion were dubbed 'evil-Darien-followers-who-have-no-damn-mind-and-can't-think- for-themselves'.
Serena tugged gently down on her shorts as she walked into the gym. Damn things were so freakin' short! She scanned the area for a teacher and finally found one holding a clipboard and waving her arms yelling something at the kids. Taking a deep breath, she walked over and quietly explained to the teacher who she was and that she was new. Relief flooded her as she found out that this was a nice, normal (in a way) PE teacher. The downside though, was that she had to make up all the physical fitness tests up. Damn. Just as she opened her mouth to ask when would be a good time to make it up, the lady turned her attention to the person behind her.
"Yes Darien, what may I do for you?" Darien? What was he doing in this class? She mentally moaned. Dammit, she had PE with him. Great.
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Oh yea, according to Word, the grade level is 5.1, and the reading ease is 80.1, ok..
DISCLAIMER: no own characters. Yes own story. Cough.
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NEW GIRL IN TOWN
CHAPTER 1/ New Beginnings. Again
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"Mom! Hurry up, I'm gonna be late!" Serena yelled from the garage. She impatiently checked her small light blue watch with a cute silver band. It had been a gift to her when she was younger, from someone whom she loved, but for some reason couldn't remember. The only thing she could recall was that the person who handed it to her said that now, she had no reason to be late again. Serena shook her head slightly and sighed. She had been having these small little random recollections for about a year or two. She sincerely hoped that this time, at this new school, she wouldn't daydream as much. It got her into to much trouble and she wanted to have a nice, clean start. She was roused from her revenue as her mom slammed the door leading from the garage to the house; which by the way was cluttered still with boxes.
"Sorry, sweetie, couldn't find the keys." Her mom threw her a lopsided grin as she opened the car door and started the car. Serena stuffed her backpack down in front of seat and hopped in after it.
She looked out the window as they passed by all the houses, which looked all alike in her opinion. It was January 7, the first day of school in the New Year. She had come in the middle of her sophomore year of high school. Since everyone knew everyone, she would be left out. Again. Hopefully this would be the place they would stay and not move any more. In the beginning, she loved moving. But now, after she had been moving almost every half- year, she was growing tired of it. She was fed up. Two years left of high school and she wanted to stay this time. It was so hard having to learn different teachers' methods; it was a surprise she kept her grades up. She quietly sighed again as she grabbed her backpack and pushed the car door open. Just as she was about to open it, Ilene leaned over the armrest. "Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?"
"No mum, I'm fine. I've done this often enough." She plastered on a fake smile. "See, I can't wait to go to school, it's my favorite place." Ilene couldn't help but smile at her daughter's non-existent enthusiasm.
"Well, off you go. Have fun. Love ya." Serena slammed the car door shut and headed towards the school. She turned around and waved to her mother as Ilene backed out of the parking spot and drove out of the lot.
"Have fun," she muttered as she stared up at the huge building which occupied half her vision. "Have fun my ass."
Serena boldly pushed the foreign doors open for what was probably the 50th time doing so in her lifetime. Pausing for a minute at the entrance of the hallway, she noticed that school was already in session. Taking a moment before going of to find the office, she examined the area where she was hopefully going to be for the rest of the year. It was a pleasant school, one of the most distinguished in the state. The halls were large (thank god, that meant that it wouldn't be too crowded in between bells). There were doors located on both sides and lockers in the middle of the doors. The walls themselves were a pale blue (much better looking than the normally plain white walls she was used to seeing), the lockers were beautifully decorated with the golden letters of the school's name. She had to admit: she was a tad bit excited about starting this school, if the decorations were nice, imagine the teachers and students. As she turned right into another hallway, she doubted that there were any druggies or such, seeing as there was no graffiti on any of the walls of lockers. Already much better than her last two schools. She shivered as she remembered the previous teachers and students. Those were times where it was ok for students to have sex with teachers, and you were considered a whore if you didn't sleep around. She shook her head meaningfully and peered into an open room which had the 'Office' sign nailed over the door.
"May I help you?" The middle age secretary asked without looking up from her computer. Serena walked towards the counter.
"Ah yes," she stumbled slightly before getting a hold of herself and repeated the phrase which she had said one too many times. "My name is Serena Tsukino, I'm new here and I need a class schedule." She paused and glanced at the lady who gave no indication of hearing her. "Um miss-"
"I heard for gods sake! I ain't deaf!" Serena instinctively pulled away from the counter, taken back at the sharp tone. Jesus, she hated bitchy secretaries and already she was on this bitchy secretary's bad side. Well, she may as well say something. Couldn't get any worse.
"Well I'm sorry, you didn't seem like you were paying attention to me, but I shoulda known that a smart, talented lady like you would be able to multi- task. I'm oh so sorry." She fixed a fake smile on her face as the secretary looked up. She gazed at Serena for a second before grabbing the schedule out of the printer and handing it to Serena.
"Have a nice day," she said as she smiled slightly towards Serena; her cold, sharp demeanor was replaced. "I hope you do well and stay here for a while."
"Thank you," Serena stammered out, surprised that she had been nice and that she had guessed Serena moved a lot. 'Hm, people sure are a bit strange here,' she thought as she headed out the door in search of her classroom. 'But I like it so far, this school seems to have. spunk.'
It took a while for her to find the right classroom, not only had she gotten lost, but it took her five minutes of staring at the door to find the classroom number. It wasn't until a young dark head man came out of the bathroom nearby and asked her what mental hospital did she belong to, was she able to find the number. Weird right? How the hell do you find a classroom number by someone hinting at the fact that you're insane? But as she turned to face the deep voice who had insulted her so and insult him back, she caught sight of the classroom number up against the side of the lockers. She mentally smacked herself before facing him.
"Well you know, since I'm new here, I didn't know how the guys were, so before I was going to enter this classroom, I was praying that there would be cute, normal, intelligent young men, but obviously my wish was denied because now you're here." She flashed him her trademark smile and his eyes seemed to darken. It was then that she had noticed his gorgeously deeply colored midnight azure eyes and his ebony hair with one strand hanging loosely in his face. She once more, got a hold of her insane mental self and glanced back down at her schedule. Thank the gods that this was the right room. She inwardly sighed as she continued reading what class she had. French. A no brainer. She had been in France for a while. She faced him again before entering the classroom.
"Pardon, j'ai besoin aller ma classe. Or for those who don't speak the romantically lovely language of French: Go away you dimwit, you are polluting my air." [[AN: In real life it means: Excuse me, I need to go to my class. Don't tell the hottie though! ^_~]]. She flashed him another innocently sweet smile before turning the handle and entering the room. She paused again at the doorway and said over her shoulder, "see ya around later. Who knows, maybe that problem you have will decrease. we can only hope." And with a last fleeting grin and a wink, she stepped fully into the classroom and shut the door behind her.
The teacher looked along with the rest of the class looked up. He motioned for her to walk over to his desk, and after a quick scrutiny of the room and students occupying it, she did so.
"You are the new student, non?
"Uh, oui." Serena said uncertainly as she arrived that the front of his desk. "Vous vous appelez Monsieur Cocophin?" She stumbled slightly as the words tumbled out of her mouth, she hadn't spoken French or a while, but she couldn't have said it all that bad because the teacher looked pleasantly surprised. Without notice, he scrapped his chair back as he stood up and shouted: "Ah! Tres bien! Ma classe, ici est une étudiante qui sait la francais!" (Very good! Class, here is a student who knows her French!) At his sudden French outburst, the class looked up interested, but at the end of the grand man's short speech, the class was looking blank. Serena stifled a smile. She could tell that this class would be very amusing. Or, as they say in French: tres amusant.
Serena examined her schedule for what was the third time that day. She had been right, French class was amusing. She sat between a girl who looked identical to herself. She had long blond hair, but the eyes were bright and the hair was held back by an elegant crimson bow. On her left sat a tall brunette with olive green eyes and a muscular build. Serena could immediately tell that the blond look-a-like and the strong woman to her left were most likely popular. She figured that they had boyfriends of some sort who were also known in this school. She had a feeling that this school was the basis for stereotypical people. But the only thing that didn't fit in, was that sitting in front of her, was a petite young girl with abnormally natural blue hair (although Serena still doubted it). She seemed to be close friends with the other two girls, which was a bit strange if this school was stereotypical because as far as Serena could tell, the blue- haired girl was a flat out nerd. She knew all the answers, promptly raised her hand, had straight posture and was a good two-shoes. Another girl that didn't fit in was the one sitting behind her, with flowing violet-black hair and an immense temper.
She sighed; it was her who was being stereotypical, putting labels on them. She glanced out into the hall to see if she could spot her next class, when she abruptly realized that she was the only one in the hallway. She groaned softly as she walked in search of the joy-of-learning-math room.
She had been late once more, but it was expected for someone knew halfway through the year (though the nitwit of a teacher Mrs. Hembry certainly didn't think so and marked her tardy contrary to her reasonable excuse). She found a seat that was once again, near her look like, who she found out now was Mina. The desks were grouped by two's, so she was able to whisper with Mina. She knew the material they were teaching, but not very well. It didn't matter, she would catch up at home. She learned that Mina and the three other girls in her French class, were best friends. Serena also learned that the person, who had occupied her seat previously, had moved a few days ago. She had to admit; she had felt weird sitting in between four very close friends. Mina also told her that the guy in front of her, whom Serena had noticed and thought of him potentially cute, was her boyfriend Andrew. In fact, as Serena had thought, all the girl had boyfriends, and Mina excitedly whispered how she couldn't wait to set Serena up with the hottest guy ever (second to her Andrew of course) who was also Raye's brother. Serena smiled at that but didn't say anything. It was very hard for her to get into a relationship considering all the moving she had done, but she didn't dare disturb Mina's happiness so she patiently listened to Mina's ramblings as the two hours ticked away.
When the bell finally rang, the girls gathered up their things and headed out the door. Mina explained that it was block schedule, which meant that they would have their even classes this day (which would be two hours long) and their odd classes the next day for the same amount of time. The rest of the week would be normal.
Serena gingerly picked up a muffin from the lunch line and set it down on her tray as she moved to pay. 'Ugh, nice school, crappy food,' she thought as she paid for her salad and milk. She stood rooted to her spot in front of the register until she spotted Mina's blond hair. Cautiously heading over in that direction, she managed to avoid tripping and embarrassing herself in front of everyone.
"Whew! Made it without tripping," she huffed as she set her tray down and sat next to Mina. Consciously aware of the silence that settled down at the table, she peeked up. 'Please don't be snobs,' she begged silently. 'Please don't embarrass me and make me go away-'
"Everyone, this is Serena. Serena, this is everyone." Serena gave a sigh of relief as the fates once more took her side. She gave a small smile and looked around the group as everyone chorused their hellos. She recognized the raven-haired girl, the brunette, and the blue-haired girl from her French class. Before she was able to check out the guys, her attention was called away.
"Mina, you ditz!" the raven head reprimanded her friend sharply. "You think Serena knows everyone? Jesus, you make the worst introductions." She turned towards Serena and smiled lightly. "Ok, since Mina didn't do a very good at intros, I'll do it." Slowly, Raye (the raven-haired girl as she found out) named everyone. The strong brunette was Lita, and behind her was her boyfriend Ken, who was cute, Serena regarded as she looked him over, but he was perfect for Lita. Next to Lita was Amy, the nerd. Surprisingly, Amy had a boyfriend. Not surprising: he was just as smart as Amy was, but Serena thought that they were cute together and found out that Amy was a very sweet person, who didn't care what others thought. Raye then introduced her boyfriend, Chad, a haggard man with brown hair hanging down is face, and Andrew, Mina's cute boyfriend, who was actually the man who sat in front of Mina during French.
She smiled politely at everyone, thinking that there was no one left, she started to eat her salad, which was getting soggy already. But Raye interrupted her fantasy of eating soon with one last introduction.
"Serena, I'd like you to meet my brother, Darien." Serena slowly raised her eyes from her delicious salad to another delicious sight. The boy whom Serena had talked to before she went in the room. She stealthily looked him over, his defined biceps under his shirt, his ab muscles that shown through, his chiseled face. she saw that he had in turn been looking her over and she couldn't help but feel a small fire in her stomach.
She smirked, "I see that you haven't stopped polluting our air. Pity, the more important people need it. I guess you'll just have to go elsewhere, pollute someone else's air and be horny or what ever you do best." She flicked her hand in his direction. She barely noticed that the whole group was looking at them in wonderment.
"You've. you've already met?" Mina asked, crestfallen. She sighed, "damn. Oh well, I can still try."
"What's goin' on?" Raye wanted to know. Never before had anyone spoken to her brother like that. Finally someone deflated his ego! She was secretly happy that it was also Serena who had done. She had a feeling that some romance would be going on. But those secrets that Serena hid, they were big secrets, not your everyday secrets. Ah yes, that girl carried a full load on her shoulders. She shook her head sympathetically, unaware that some were watching her.
"What's wrong Raye?" Amy asked worriedly as Raye's head snapped around surprised.
"What? Oh nothing, I was just pitying Darien because he apparently go onto Serena's bad side," she turned her attention back to Serena. "So are you going to tell us what's going on between you two cuties?"
Serena laughed. "Nothing. I was just telling Darien the facts. He pollutes the air we breathe with his egotistical self."
"And yet you seemed to like my egotistical self," his deep voice broke in and Serena's eye's flew open. He had that huskiness in him that she loved in guys. But she would not let him get to her.
"Oh? And why?"
"I saw you looking me over. Enjoy what you saw?"
"I can't say I did. I was just seeing if you and Melvin were twins." She tilted her head in a scrawny boy's direction. The amount of books he carried decreased as many fell onto the floor and the gang was able to see his beaded forehead and large, red trimmed glasses. They laughed as they caught the meaning of her phrase. Satisfied, Serena sat back down and began to eat her salad.
"I see you're going on a diet already. Didn't want to end up like Mabel over there," Darien's masculine voice came above her and she followed the groups gaze to an excessively large girl. She felt a pang stab her as she pushed her tray away and stood up, narrowly missing his chin. As she turned around, she realized just how close she was to his hard body, and his sweet, husky manly cologne of. of roses? She questioned as she sniffed slightly. Interesting.
Darien could help but smile at the cute picture she made. The shock of finding him behind her, how her cute little nose scrunched up to smell his cologne, she was just too much.
"Why should I? I have confidence in myself. And even if I did end up like her, I really don't think that there is a problem there. I think that we need to divert our attention from others, because we ourselves are not perfect." Serena continued ignoring the astonished looks that everyone gave her. "You never know, maybe it's a genetic disorder. You shouldn't judge people on their looks." she trailed off as she finally took notice of their stares. "What?" She asked defensively, "I'm just telling you not to be mean to others." As if to prove a point, she picked up her deserted tray and walked over to the table where Mabel was sitting all alone, playing with her food.
"Hello Mabel!" Serena gave the girl a bright smile as she sat down next to her; completely ignorant of the girls' shocked expression. "How are things going?"
"Um. ah. fine. I guess." Mabel stuttered and Serena gave her a small smile.
"You looked lonely so I thought you might want some company." She stated simply.
"Oh." Mabel's gazed narrowed on Serena's suspiciously. "Is this some kind of sick joke?"
"Not at all. Look, I know how you feel. Trust me. I've been through it. If ya ever feel like talking or hanging out, of something, give me a shout ok?" She stood up and cleared her tray. "See ya later Mabel." As walked by the gang on her way to the trash can, she gave Darien a dirty look. "15 years from now, no ones gonna give a shit whether or not you were popular. It's whether or not you were successful that counts." And with that last bit of well said advice, she dump out the uneaten contents on her tray and walked away, head held high and proud.
Serena checked her schedule for the last time before walking into the locker room. She had physical education next. Joy. Thank god it was only mandatory for to do it for two years and this would be her last year. She sighed as she walked down the aisles of lockers, looking for hers.
"Finally," she grumbled as she found hers, on the bottom row, stuffed between many backpacks. She gave a sigh of annoyance as she moved the backpacks out of the way and tried the combination that was written on top of her schedule. It didn't work. Giving a frustrated groan, she tried once more. It still didn't work. She blew out her bangs from her ace and banged the damn locker. It popped open. From that day, all lockers in her opinion were dubbed 'evil-Darien-followers-who-have-no-damn-mind-and-can't-think- for-themselves'.
Serena tugged gently down on her shorts as she walked into the gym. Damn things were so freakin' short! She scanned the area for a teacher and finally found one holding a clipboard and waving her arms yelling something at the kids. Taking a deep breath, she walked over and quietly explained to the teacher who she was and that she was new. Relief flooded her as she found out that this was a nice, normal (in a way) PE teacher. The downside though, was that she had to make up all the physical fitness tests up. Damn. Just as she opened her mouth to ask when would be a good time to make it up, the lady turned her attention to the person behind her.
"Yes Darien, what may I do for you?" Darien? What was he doing in this class? She mentally moaned. Dammit, she had PE with him. Great.
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Oh yea, according to Word, the grade level is 5.1, and the reading ease is 80.1, ok..
