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"Why Fight?"
Chapter Seven
"So, Serena, what have you liked about these past four years of high school?"
Serena was sitting there thinking and thinking when it suddenly donned on her. She turned to Darien and said, "Nothing." He was flabberghasted. She realized this and began to explain her reasons, "Okay, well, first off - you can't tell me that Freshman year didn't scare you. I mean, all those new people and teachers. I was so scared. And then Sophomore year? Well, let me just tell you - I was cheated out of a lot of things, and I pretty much had a non-existant social life. Junior year wasn't so bad. It was mainly based on academics, and that was okay except that it didn't do much for my social life. Senior year's been okay. We're not too far into it for me to judge what it's going to be like in the end though. But if it's like any of the other years, I'll call it interesting for right now."
Darien just stared at her, "Oh. Well, didn't you have boyfriends?" She scoffed. "I'll take that as a no then."
"You've got that right, buddy," she said disdainfully. "I've only ever had two boyfriends. Count 'em. One. Two," she said as she used her fingers to illustrate her point. "And they were both complete jerks. Well, the first was okay. It just didn't go anywhere. But the second - don't even get me started on him!!"
Darien just sat there staring at the road ahead of him. They were taking the scenic route the whole way home this time.
"Oh, I like high school, don't get me wrong. It's a lot of fun, but I haven't had the best years. But what about you? What have you liked?"
*[She is so sweet and innocent. Should I honestly tell her? Or just make something up?]* He sat that there in deep thought for awhile; she stared at him. He made up his mind and pull to the side of the road. Serena was confused and scared.
Darien noticed this, so, before he began explaining things, he had to make sure she understood. "Okay, look, Serena, the only reason I stopped was because I felt it was the polite thing to do." She nodded in acceptance. "Okay, well, I really don't know what to say, or how to start. Um - there's only been one thing these past four years that I've liked. Actually, it's more than a thing. It's a person."
"That's great, Darien," Serena could feel her heart breaking, but she couldn't show it. "But why couldn't you have said all this while you were driving?"
*[She doesn't understand. How can I make it clear to her? She's so beautiful and smart. How do I begin to tell her everything? How do you tell someone that you've liked them for four years?]*
"Darien, are you okay?" his thoughts were interrupted by the soft, melodic voice.
"Okay, Sere, um - you've been my four years of high school. You're what I wake for every morning. You're what helps me get through a day. Why else would I call you Meatball Head? Why else would I -" he was stopped by a soft finger placed on his lips.
"Shhhh!" was all she said. He was confused, but she just sat there smiling sweetly, which confused him even more. *[What do I do now? The only thing I can do.]* She grabbed his hand, which surprised him. She placed his hand right on her heart. "Do you feel that?" she asked.
"A heartbeat?" he was completely confused.
"That only beats for you. My heart only beats for you, Darien." He was sublimely happy, but also confused. Noticing his confusion, she realized she had to say something else. "I Lo-" but she was cut off by the softest lips she had felt. Actually, his lips were the only one's she'd ever felt, save for her family.
"Why Fight?"
Chapter Seven
"So, Serena, what have you liked about these past four years of high school?"
Serena was sitting there thinking and thinking when it suddenly donned on her. She turned to Darien and said, "Nothing." He was flabberghasted. She realized this and began to explain her reasons, "Okay, well, first off - you can't tell me that Freshman year didn't scare you. I mean, all those new people and teachers. I was so scared. And then Sophomore year? Well, let me just tell you - I was cheated out of a lot of things, and I pretty much had a non-existant social life. Junior year wasn't so bad. It was mainly based on academics, and that was okay except that it didn't do much for my social life. Senior year's been okay. We're not too far into it for me to judge what it's going to be like in the end though. But if it's like any of the other years, I'll call it interesting for right now."
Darien just stared at her, "Oh. Well, didn't you have boyfriends?" She scoffed. "I'll take that as a no then."
"You've got that right, buddy," she said disdainfully. "I've only ever had two boyfriends. Count 'em. One. Two," she said as she used her fingers to illustrate her point. "And they were both complete jerks. Well, the first was okay. It just didn't go anywhere. But the second - don't even get me started on him!!"
Darien just sat there staring at the road ahead of him. They were taking the scenic route the whole way home this time.
"Oh, I like high school, don't get me wrong. It's a lot of fun, but I haven't had the best years. But what about you? What have you liked?"
*[She is so sweet and innocent. Should I honestly tell her? Or just make something up?]* He sat that there in deep thought for awhile; she stared at him. He made up his mind and pull to the side of the road. Serena was confused and scared.
Darien noticed this, so, before he began explaining things, he had to make sure she understood. "Okay, look, Serena, the only reason I stopped was because I felt it was the polite thing to do." She nodded in acceptance. "Okay, well, I really don't know what to say, or how to start. Um - there's only been one thing these past four years that I've liked. Actually, it's more than a thing. It's a person."
"That's great, Darien," Serena could feel her heart breaking, but she couldn't show it. "But why couldn't you have said all this while you were driving?"
*[She doesn't understand. How can I make it clear to her? She's so beautiful and smart. How do I begin to tell her everything? How do you tell someone that you've liked them for four years?]*
"Darien, are you okay?" his thoughts were interrupted by the soft, melodic voice.
"Okay, Sere, um - you've been my four years of high school. You're what I wake for every morning. You're what helps me get through a day. Why else would I call you Meatball Head? Why else would I -" he was stopped by a soft finger placed on his lips.
"Shhhh!" was all she said. He was confused, but she just sat there smiling sweetly, which confused him even more. *[What do I do now? The only thing I can do.]* She grabbed his hand, which surprised him. She placed his hand right on her heart. "Do you feel that?" she asked.
"A heartbeat?" he was completely confused.
"That only beats for you. My heart only beats for you, Darien." He was sublimely happy, but also confused. Noticing his confusion, she realized she had to say something else. "I Lo-" but she was cut off by the softest lips she had felt. Actually, his lips were the only one's she'd ever felt, save for her family.
