Well, I'm so happy that I've finished revising the first chapter, but now I
also have you revise this chapter. Yay! I really didn't like that curl ups
thing I had before. I despised it! But I think y'all may like this chapter
of lust. ^_~
DISCLAIMER: same as last time.
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NEW GIRL IN TOWN
CHAPTER 2/ Physical Education Comes In Handy. For Once
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Darien? What was he doing in this class? She mentally moaned. Dammit, she had PE with him. Great. She slowly turned around and came face to face with his muscular chest.
"Hello Darien." She greeted him coldly, still talking to his smooth chest. She almost swore that there was amusement in his voice as he tilted her chin up with his index finger to look him in the eye. She hated his god damn beautiful eyes. They were so. gorgeous, breathtaking. Completely matching the owner whom the eyes were attached to.
"Pleasure to see you again Serena," he said softly, gazing into her eyes, which were just as amazing: the lightness of blue, which darkened when he was around. God he loved how her eyes had the power to twinkle, though he had yet for her eyes to twinkle at him. But they would.
The gym teacher broke them both out of their musings with her loud voice. "You both need to make up the physical fitness test!" ('Already established that,' Serena thought getting bored.) "Why not do it now, since we have plenty of time left?"
"Why not?" Serena and Darien agreed unanimously.
"Great!" The teacher cried with a little too much enthusiasm. Darien flinched as his eardrums went silent for a couple seconds. Damn that lady. "The requirements are 20 push-ups, 35 crunches and a mile time of 8 minutes or less, but we'll get to that later. Right now are the push-ups and crunches." She led the two into a small corner and handed them two mats before swiftly attending to the other students.
"So you think you can handle that?" Darien smirked as he lay his mat down.
"Handle what? A baby can do that!" She waved her hand scornfully and set the mat next to his. He caught her hand in the air and carefully examined her palm. "You have soft hands which are slightly callused, you are used to some work." Her tiny hands closed against his thumb and he felt his heartbeat quicken. "You are fit to b princess, but have a heart made of stone." She raised her eyes to meet his. Her hand was feeling so hot at his touch. Gods, did he know what he did to her? 'Nothing,' Serena reprimanded herself mentally. 'He does nothing to you but cause an annoyance.' Once again, the gym teacher's obnoxious voice interrupted their thoughts and Darien hastily let go of her hand. She felt it cool down against the cold air.
"Come on kids, let's get going," she pulled up a chair in front of them and sat down. "Ok, rules are, you do as many as you can do. Stop whenever you want to. You're back has to lift off the mat. Ok?" Serena and Darien nodded and settled themselves down on the mat. "I will count for you, ready? Begin!"
They matched crunch for crunch, breath for breath. Darien was a little surprised to realize that she could keep up with him. They kept going until they reached 100, more than willing to continue and prove themselves, the teacher made them stop, "you still have to do push-ups!" So they flipped over on their stomachs, took a quick rest and started up again. It was the same with push-ups, they matched each other on everything, not wanting to stop because it might mean they are weaker than the other, but when there was 25 minutes left of class, and they were forced to stop and go out to the track. Serena was tired, she had to admit. It was stupid of the teacher to make them do one thing after another. But she didn't complain. She could do this. She took a side-glance at Darien. She knew he had more respect for her now. Even through the little sweat he had, he still looked as fine as ever. She shook her head and focused ahead of her, she hated people who could go through all sort of shit and still look good. She was not one of them.
They silently waited for someone to get up on the track and time them. When the timer finally got there, they took off running. This time, they were matched step by step, breath by breath, leg for leg. They were equal and they knew that, so neither tried to out run the other. Their finished time was six minutes flat. This time, both were breathing heavily. After they recorded, they headed back down to the locker rooms, but didn't go in. No one spoke as they both leaned back against the wall, taking a breather. Finally Darien decided to break the silence that fell upon them since they first started.
"So you kept up with me, pretty nice job out there." He expected one of her tart replies or smart ass comments, not a soft response.
"Thank you, I tried. You were pretty good yourself." For once he heard her sweet voice without any sarcasm in it, and he loved it. He made a secret vow to try and hear it as much as possible, though he like her witty self also. Suddenly, he turned her around, so she was facing the wall and her back was to him, and he placed his hands on her shoulders.
"What the hell are you doing?" She asked with uncertainty etched in her voice and he thought he detected a little bit of fear.
"Relax." Came his soothing soft voice. He started to massage her neck and shoulders and felt her tense up a bit, before slowing doing what he commanded. They were like that for a minute before Darien decided to strike up a decent conversation.
"So um, heard you traveled a lot, where have you lived?"
"I just moved here from Tokyo and before that I've lived in Africa, Russia, and China. I was born in Paris, France, but we didn't live there long."
Darien nodded although he knew she couldn't see him. He slowly massaged her upper back. "That explains your last name, Raye told me it was Tsukino."
Her eyes filled with tears and she bit her lip. "My- my father was French. When he- when he died in a plane crash. my mom- she changed our name back to her maiden name. The pain was too hard to bare for her." Serena's voice broke as silent tears slipped down her cheeks. Darien gently turned her around to face him and carefully wiped the tears from her eyes with the back of his index finger.
"Shhh." he whispered lightly as he consoled her. Hesitating at first, Darien slowly brought her towards him in a hug. He gently ran his hands up and down her back, hoping to be of some comfort. She sniffed and leaned against him, relaxing in his arms.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled, her voice slightly muffled against his shirt. He just rubbed he back in a soothing motion again. Unexpectedly, he felt this sudden urge to tell her his story. There was something about her and he knew he wouldn't get pity, sympathy maybe, but not pity.
"Don't worry about it. It's just a shirt." He paused, unsure how to continue. "Look Serena, I know how you feel. My parents," he sighed and looked to the side. "My parents both died in a crash also. A car crash. I've been taking care of Raye and myself since I was 14." He sighed again and looked down at Serena. She had been watching him, her big blue eyes completely focused on him and she had unconsciously gripped part of his shirt in to her small clutch and was gazing up at him in completely innocence.
"We're two peas in a pod," she said after a moment's delay. "But you've had it worse. No one should have to live with out any of their parents supporting them, seeing them through." All he could do was nod dumbly. He was mesmerized by her lips, her eyes, her face. Christ, what would it be like to kiss her soft, pink lips? What would she taste like? Would she taste like her scent of sweet honey and vanilla? Dammit! Since when had they gone from enemies to close friends? His head was swarming with unanswered questions and without thinking he swiftly leaned down and capture her lips with his. She let out a shocked squeak and Darien took full advantage of that by slipping in his tongue and running it gently against the rim of her lips. She stiffened for a moment before skeptically responding. His senses soared when he felt her respond and passion and lust took over the kiss as she wound a leg around his waist.
Five seconds later, the bell rang and the two broke apart, flushing wildly every color imaginable. Both were breathing deeply again and Serena's lips were slightly getting puffier as her chest rose and dropped dramatically. As students exited the gym and came into the locker room to change, Serena disappeared in the mist of the crowd and Darien lost sight of her. He silently headed into the guys locker room, his head once again swarming with even more unanswered questions.
She came out, scarcely flushed, but evidence of the wild kiss lay on her slightly puffed lips. For the second time that day, she walked to her next class with her head held high and proud, although on the inside she was as confused as hell. Since when had she and Darien become close? It was only her first day of school and already she received a breathtaking kiss. Ok, so she admitted, this was the best first day she ever had so far, but what the hell was going on? Jesus, thank god she was able to keep a clear mind, although Darien had kissed her senseless. She couldn't deny it, that kiss topped her charts and her heart beat rapidly at the thought of Darien's hot, hard body pressed against hers, and her hands tangled in his black silky hair. She stopped walking. What the devil was she thinking! She forced her mind to think of something else. She was not supposed to think of him!
Serena practically jogged to her next class, hoping that this one would be interesting enough to keep her mind off Darien. It was drama, and she normally loved drama and hoped with all her heart that he would be there as she opened the big auditorium doors. She stood in back, not moving until her sharp eyes found the teacher. Ms. Haruna was a young teacher with curly brown hair and was slightly strict, Serena noted as the teacher yelled out some commands to the other students. Walking confidently down the main aisle to the teacher, she also noticed what fine condition the auditorium was. Ah yes, she would enjoy working here.
"Ms. Haruna?" Serena asked as she approached the teacher. She finished yelling out the directions and turned to face the blonde.
"What?"
"I'm new here."
"Any acting experience?"
"Um, I was Juliet in Romeo and Juliet and I've been in several school skits where I played the main part." Serena said uncertainly. It was true that she acted a lot. It was one of her passions and she enjoyed being someone else. Her favorite play was probably the updated version of Cinderella, where she played the modern version of Cinders. The teacher gave a grunt of appreciation. "Ok, take a seat anywhere. We're doing improv right now." Serena nodded and choice a seat a couple rows away from the stage. She settled in comfortably as she watched people go up and perform some funny scenes.
"Hello princess," a breath tickled her ear as someone whispered hotly into it. He could never leave her alone, could he? She let out an angry breath as she turned around to give him a piece of her mind.
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Dum dee dum! There was some passion in there uhuh! I hope I haven't moved to fast *grimaces* I really tried not to! *sniffs* You can tell that this chapter is totally different from the old one. Halfway done with revising! Sigh. Please email me and tell me what you think of my revising skills or of the story or ya could review! It would mean so, so, SO much! Thank you!
Word stats:
Grade level - 4.3
Reading ease - 83.7
DISCLAIMER: same as last time.
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NEW GIRL IN TOWN
CHAPTER 2/ Physical Education Comes In Handy. For Once
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Darien? What was he doing in this class? She mentally moaned. Dammit, she had PE with him. Great. She slowly turned around and came face to face with his muscular chest.
"Hello Darien." She greeted him coldly, still talking to his smooth chest. She almost swore that there was amusement in his voice as he tilted her chin up with his index finger to look him in the eye. She hated his god damn beautiful eyes. They were so. gorgeous, breathtaking. Completely matching the owner whom the eyes were attached to.
"Pleasure to see you again Serena," he said softly, gazing into her eyes, which were just as amazing: the lightness of blue, which darkened when he was around. God he loved how her eyes had the power to twinkle, though he had yet for her eyes to twinkle at him. But they would.
The gym teacher broke them both out of their musings with her loud voice. "You both need to make up the physical fitness test!" ('Already established that,' Serena thought getting bored.) "Why not do it now, since we have plenty of time left?"
"Why not?" Serena and Darien agreed unanimously.
"Great!" The teacher cried with a little too much enthusiasm. Darien flinched as his eardrums went silent for a couple seconds. Damn that lady. "The requirements are 20 push-ups, 35 crunches and a mile time of 8 minutes or less, but we'll get to that later. Right now are the push-ups and crunches." She led the two into a small corner and handed them two mats before swiftly attending to the other students.
"So you think you can handle that?" Darien smirked as he lay his mat down.
"Handle what? A baby can do that!" She waved her hand scornfully and set the mat next to his. He caught her hand in the air and carefully examined her palm. "You have soft hands which are slightly callused, you are used to some work." Her tiny hands closed against his thumb and he felt his heartbeat quicken. "You are fit to b princess, but have a heart made of stone." She raised her eyes to meet his. Her hand was feeling so hot at his touch. Gods, did he know what he did to her? 'Nothing,' Serena reprimanded herself mentally. 'He does nothing to you but cause an annoyance.' Once again, the gym teacher's obnoxious voice interrupted their thoughts and Darien hastily let go of her hand. She felt it cool down against the cold air.
"Come on kids, let's get going," she pulled up a chair in front of them and sat down. "Ok, rules are, you do as many as you can do. Stop whenever you want to. You're back has to lift off the mat. Ok?" Serena and Darien nodded and settled themselves down on the mat. "I will count for you, ready? Begin!"
They matched crunch for crunch, breath for breath. Darien was a little surprised to realize that she could keep up with him. They kept going until they reached 100, more than willing to continue and prove themselves, the teacher made them stop, "you still have to do push-ups!" So they flipped over on their stomachs, took a quick rest and started up again. It was the same with push-ups, they matched each other on everything, not wanting to stop because it might mean they are weaker than the other, but when there was 25 minutes left of class, and they were forced to stop and go out to the track. Serena was tired, she had to admit. It was stupid of the teacher to make them do one thing after another. But she didn't complain. She could do this. She took a side-glance at Darien. She knew he had more respect for her now. Even through the little sweat he had, he still looked as fine as ever. She shook her head and focused ahead of her, she hated people who could go through all sort of shit and still look good. She was not one of them.
They silently waited for someone to get up on the track and time them. When the timer finally got there, they took off running. This time, they were matched step by step, breath by breath, leg for leg. They were equal and they knew that, so neither tried to out run the other. Their finished time was six minutes flat. This time, both were breathing heavily. After they recorded, they headed back down to the locker rooms, but didn't go in. No one spoke as they both leaned back against the wall, taking a breather. Finally Darien decided to break the silence that fell upon them since they first started.
"So you kept up with me, pretty nice job out there." He expected one of her tart replies or smart ass comments, not a soft response.
"Thank you, I tried. You were pretty good yourself." For once he heard her sweet voice without any sarcasm in it, and he loved it. He made a secret vow to try and hear it as much as possible, though he like her witty self also. Suddenly, he turned her around, so she was facing the wall and her back was to him, and he placed his hands on her shoulders.
"What the hell are you doing?" She asked with uncertainty etched in her voice and he thought he detected a little bit of fear.
"Relax." Came his soothing soft voice. He started to massage her neck and shoulders and felt her tense up a bit, before slowing doing what he commanded. They were like that for a minute before Darien decided to strike up a decent conversation.
"So um, heard you traveled a lot, where have you lived?"
"I just moved here from Tokyo and before that I've lived in Africa, Russia, and China. I was born in Paris, France, but we didn't live there long."
Darien nodded although he knew she couldn't see him. He slowly massaged her upper back. "That explains your last name, Raye told me it was Tsukino."
Her eyes filled with tears and she bit her lip. "My- my father was French. When he- when he died in a plane crash. my mom- she changed our name back to her maiden name. The pain was too hard to bare for her." Serena's voice broke as silent tears slipped down her cheeks. Darien gently turned her around to face him and carefully wiped the tears from her eyes with the back of his index finger.
"Shhh." he whispered lightly as he consoled her. Hesitating at first, Darien slowly brought her towards him in a hug. He gently ran his hands up and down her back, hoping to be of some comfort. She sniffed and leaned against him, relaxing in his arms.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled, her voice slightly muffled against his shirt. He just rubbed he back in a soothing motion again. Unexpectedly, he felt this sudden urge to tell her his story. There was something about her and he knew he wouldn't get pity, sympathy maybe, but not pity.
"Don't worry about it. It's just a shirt." He paused, unsure how to continue. "Look Serena, I know how you feel. My parents," he sighed and looked to the side. "My parents both died in a crash also. A car crash. I've been taking care of Raye and myself since I was 14." He sighed again and looked down at Serena. She had been watching him, her big blue eyes completely focused on him and she had unconsciously gripped part of his shirt in to her small clutch and was gazing up at him in completely innocence.
"We're two peas in a pod," she said after a moment's delay. "But you've had it worse. No one should have to live with out any of their parents supporting them, seeing them through." All he could do was nod dumbly. He was mesmerized by her lips, her eyes, her face. Christ, what would it be like to kiss her soft, pink lips? What would she taste like? Would she taste like her scent of sweet honey and vanilla? Dammit! Since when had they gone from enemies to close friends? His head was swarming with unanswered questions and without thinking he swiftly leaned down and capture her lips with his. She let out a shocked squeak and Darien took full advantage of that by slipping in his tongue and running it gently against the rim of her lips. She stiffened for a moment before skeptically responding. His senses soared when he felt her respond and passion and lust took over the kiss as she wound a leg around his waist.
Five seconds later, the bell rang and the two broke apart, flushing wildly every color imaginable. Both were breathing deeply again and Serena's lips were slightly getting puffier as her chest rose and dropped dramatically. As students exited the gym and came into the locker room to change, Serena disappeared in the mist of the crowd and Darien lost sight of her. He silently headed into the guys locker room, his head once again swarming with even more unanswered questions.
She came out, scarcely flushed, but evidence of the wild kiss lay on her slightly puffed lips. For the second time that day, she walked to her next class with her head held high and proud, although on the inside she was as confused as hell. Since when had she and Darien become close? It was only her first day of school and already she received a breathtaking kiss. Ok, so she admitted, this was the best first day she ever had so far, but what the hell was going on? Jesus, thank god she was able to keep a clear mind, although Darien had kissed her senseless. She couldn't deny it, that kiss topped her charts and her heart beat rapidly at the thought of Darien's hot, hard body pressed against hers, and her hands tangled in his black silky hair. She stopped walking. What the devil was she thinking! She forced her mind to think of something else. She was not supposed to think of him!
Serena practically jogged to her next class, hoping that this one would be interesting enough to keep her mind off Darien. It was drama, and she normally loved drama and hoped with all her heart that he would be there as she opened the big auditorium doors. She stood in back, not moving until her sharp eyes found the teacher. Ms. Haruna was a young teacher with curly brown hair and was slightly strict, Serena noted as the teacher yelled out some commands to the other students. Walking confidently down the main aisle to the teacher, she also noticed what fine condition the auditorium was. Ah yes, she would enjoy working here.
"Ms. Haruna?" Serena asked as she approached the teacher. She finished yelling out the directions and turned to face the blonde.
"What?"
"I'm new here."
"Any acting experience?"
"Um, I was Juliet in Romeo and Juliet and I've been in several school skits where I played the main part." Serena said uncertainly. It was true that she acted a lot. It was one of her passions and she enjoyed being someone else. Her favorite play was probably the updated version of Cinderella, where she played the modern version of Cinders. The teacher gave a grunt of appreciation. "Ok, take a seat anywhere. We're doing improv right now." Serena nodded and choice a seat a couple rows away from the stage. She settled in comfortably as she watched people go up and perform some funny scenes.
"Hello princess," a breath tickled her ear as someone whispered hotly into it. He could never leave her alone, could he? She let out an angry breath as she turned around to give him a piece of her mind.
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Dum dee dum! There was some passion in there uhuh! I hope I haven't moved to fast *grimaces* I really tried not to! *sniffs* You can tell that this chapter is totally different from the old one. Halfway done with revising! Sigh. Please email me and tell me what you think of my revising skills or of the story or ya could review! It would mean so, so, SO much! Thank you!
Word stats:
Grade level - 4.3
Reading ease - 83.7
