Breaking Through
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: Idon'townSailorMoonoranythingelseIthrowinhere!
Author's Note: R&R, I need them.
~~~ Raye's Point Of View ~~~
"Well, here's home!" Annie sang out.
"Home, yeah right. This is nowhere near home." I muttered under my breath, but Darien, playing gentleman said:
"It's a lovely house."
"Only on the outside. Our kids have probably already trashed it inside. They play rough." Jeremy explained as we pulled into the drive.
"How many kids do you have?" I asked. This was sparking my interest.
"So she does speak," a blush crawled up my neck and cheeks. "Four. Three of them are boys and then there's Samantha, our angel. You'll love her."
Once we got out of the car, all four came out of the house. Three of them were yelling all at once. And then there was Samantha off to the side. She smiled when she saw me and I smiled at her, hoping she'd come forward. But she just stayed there; staring at me with big purple eyes that reminded me of... 'My own. Yes, she looks almost exactly like me, except she has brown hair.'
Darien handed me my bags and I scarcely heard Annie addressing us all. "All right, wait until we get into the house for introductions. Sam, help Raye with her bags." The girl just looked confused now. 'I guess 'Raye' is an unusual name for a girl.' So she went over to her daughter and led her to me. "Sam, this is Raye. Say hi."
A little voice as soft as velvet came out of the tiny girl. "Hello, Raye."
"Hello, Sam." I answered.
She took my hand and took me into the house behind all the others. "It's safer behind the boys. You don't get hurt much back here unless they step on your toes. That hurts, though."
"I'll try to remember that. How old are you?"
She let go of my hand and held up seven tiny fingers. "This many."
"Wow, you're seven! You're almost as old as me."
She looked up at me with her large purple eyes. "Really? How old are you?"
"I am 17. Ten years older than you."
"Cool." She took my hand again and continued walking. "Why do you sound different?"
'Well, at least she didn't say I sound "funny".' So I answered, "I am from Japan. They sound different than you do."
"Your voice is pretty. People with pretty voices usually sing. Do you sing?"
"Yes, very well. Do you?" she scrunched up her nose as a reply.
We didn't sit down when we entered the living room. The boys were standing in front of me when I walked in. I actually got a good look at them. They ranged from 15 to 10. And they didn't look like they were even close to nice boys.
"Raye, I want you to meet Bryan, Josh, and Chris. Boys, this is Raye." Jeremy patted each boy on the head when he said his name.
"What kind of name is Raye?" Bryan asked.
"Bryan! That's not polite. You apologize."
"Sorry."
Fortunately, we got there after dinner, so I didn't have to sit near them until the morning. And then Bryan and I had to walk to school together. It appears that he goes to my school and is a junior. 'Oh, boy.'
He dropped me off at the principal's office so I could get a schedule. By the time that was over and I got my tour, it was fourth period. My English class.
I walked in the room and handed my schedule to the teacher. She kept looking back and forth from the paper to me. Then, she resolutely set it down. "Class, this is the new exchange student that I was telling you about. She's from Tokyo, Japan, and I want you all to treat her like she's been here all along. Is that clear?"
A whole bunch of "Yes, ma'am"s were said.
The teacher pointed to an empty seat near the back and I took it. Unfortunately, it was next to the class hunk. So, naturally, the first thing he said to me was: "Hey, do you want to go out this weekend?"
"No."
"I don't think you understand; I asked you out."
"So, I said no. What's your point?"
"My point is: you're supposed to say yes."
"But you asked if I wanted to, and no, I don't want to."
I was so thankful when we got back to the house and Darien was waiting there. "Hey, how was your day?"
"I found out that, believe it or not, I actually miss my uniformed all-girls school back home." I said, collapsing into the chair beside him.
"That bad, huh? What happened?"
"The first class I had, I was seated next to the guy that every girl wishes to go out with-"
"So he asked you out."
"YES! And he looked so shocked when I said no, that it was so worth it. Then, I had to sit next to some cheerleader or another and they wouldn't shut up about what clothes she was wearing and what wouldn't look good on that person. Ugh! It was a nightmare!
"How was your day?"
He set his magazine down and leaned forward, his hands folded between his legs. "I found three, Raye."
"Three?! How'd you do that so fast?"
"I have almost every single class with them. It was easy."
"Do they believe you?"
He sat back. "Surprisingly, yes. But I had to ask them where the fourth one is."
"Which one are we missing?" and, at that moment, all three boys came tumbling in, followed by Sam.
"Mom! Do you know where Raye is?! I didn't see her after school!" Bryan yelled to his mom upstairs.
"She's right here, Bryan." Sam said quietly as she climbed up onto my lap.
"How'd you get home? You don't know the way."
"I walked, how else am I supposed to get here?" my voice was calm, but had a little bit of annoyance twisted in.
"You are supposed to wait for me. Girls, who needs them?"
At this, Darien spoke up. "I do. Wouldn't be able to live without Raye and her friends. Especially Serena."
"Is that your girlfriend? And, Raye, do you have a boyfriend? From what I heard, you said no to Bobby Hedrickson. You must if you refuse to go out with him." And he started walking upstairs.
"As a matter of fact, I don't." that made him stop midstride. "I don't have a boyfriend, but I have a fiancé."
Sam jumped down once she heard her mother on the landing. I looked down at the ring on my ring finger. I've worn it everyday for one thousand years, and it wasn't even starting to fade. The ruby that was surrounded by diamonds shone as brightly now as it did the last day on the Moon.
"Raye. Jadeite's the one that's missing. According to Malachite, he's dead. He died in a car accident four years ago." His hand moved to cover mine. "I'm sorry, Raye. I know how much you loved him."
"You mean how much I love him. He is not dead. He can't be. I'd feel it if he was." Tears sprang to m eyes. "He's not dead. He's not dead. He can't be. He promised not to leave me again!" I jumped up and started running for the room where I was staying. But I nearly plowed down Annie on the way.
"Raye, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
My knees gave out and I went down and just held myself and cried even harder. Darien still sat on his chair, looking sympathetic, but not really hurt. I composed myself enough to get up and run up to my room.
~~~ Darien's Point Of View ~~~
"What happened, Darien?" Annie asked once Raye left.
"She found out that her fiancé died. He lived here, in America for a few months." I replied sadly.
"What was his name?"
"Jadeite. But he went by Jed."
"Wait, did he have blue eyes and curly, well maybe just wavy, blond hair?"
"Yeah, why?"
"He ain't dead, boy. He lives next door. He's the sweetest boy and just got in an accident, but he didn't die. Just got cut up in the face and a broken rib. Just don't take Raye to see him yet. He's pretty torn up in the face. Now, you go tell her that he's all right, and that, if she really wants to, she can go say hello tomorrow. Go on."
I nearly sped out of the room and up the stairs. 'What will Raye say about this?'
~~~ Raye's Point of View ~~~
I was lying splayed out on my stomach across my bed when a knock came from the door. I turned over onto my back and tried to sit up, but my head hurt too much from crying.
"Raye?" it was Darien's voice, but seemed much too happy.
I switched to Japanese. "What do you want? I'm trying to mope, and your happy mood doesn't really make that possible."
He switched too. "I've got some news for you. Open up. It's all good."
I groaned and stood up and made my way to the door and opened it. "What is it?"
He smiled. "Jadeite."
END OF CHAPTER 2
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: Idon'townSailorMoonoranythingelseIthrowinhere!
Author's Note: R&R, I need them.
~~~ Raye's Point Of View ~~~
"Well, here's home!" Annie sang out.
"Home, yeah right. This is nowhere near home." I muttered under my breath, but Darien, playing gentleman said:
"It's a lovely house."
"Only on the outside. Our kids have probably already trashed it inside. They play rough." Jeremy explained as we pulled into the drive.
"How many kids do you have?" I asked. This was sparking my interest.
"So she does speak," a blush crawled up my neck and cheeks. "Four. Three of them are boys and then there's Samantha, our angel. You'll love her."
Once we got out of the car, all four came out of the house. Three of them were yelling all at once. And then there was Samantha off to the side. She smiled when she saw me and I smiled at her, hoping she'd come forward. But she just stayed there; staring at me with big purple eyes that reminded me of... 'My own. Yes, she looks almost exactly like me, except she has brown hair.'
Darien handed me my bags and I scarcely heard Annie addressing us all. "All right, wait until we get into the house for introductions. Sam, help Raye with her bags." The girl just looked confused now. 'I guess 'Raye' is an unusual name for a girl.' So she went over to her daughter and led her to me. "Sam, this is Raye. Say hi."
A little voice as soft as velvet came out of the tiny girl. "Hello, Raye."
"Hello, Sam." I answered.
She took my hand and took me into the house behind all the others. "It's safer behind the boys. You don't get hurt much back here unless they step on your toes. That hurts, though."
"I'll try to remember that. How old are you?"
She let go of my hand and held up seven tiny fingers. "This many."
"Wow, you're seven! You're almost as old as me."
She looked up at me with her large purple eyes. "Really? How old are you?"
"I am 17. Ten years older than you."
"Cool." She took my hand again and continued walking. "Why do you sound different?"
'Well, at least she didn't say I sound "funny".' So I answered, "I am from Japan. They sound different than you do."
"Your voice is pretty. People with pretty voices usually sing. Do you sing?"
"Yes, very well. Do you?" she scrunched up her nose as a reply.
We didn't sit down when we entered the living room. The boys were standing in front of me when I walked in. I actually got a good look at them. They ranged from 15 to 10. And they didn't look like they were even close to nice boys.
"Raye, I want you to meet Bryan, Josh, and Chris. Boys, this is Raye." Jeremy patted each boy on the head when he said his name.
"What kind of name is Raye?" Bryan asked.
"Bryan! That's not polite. You apologize."
"Sorry."
Fortunately, we got there after dinner, so I didn't have to sit near them until the morning. And then Bryan and I had to walk to school together. It appears that he goes to my school and is a junior. 'Oh, boy.'
He dropped me off at the principal's office so I could get a schedule. By the time that was over and I got my tour, it was fourth period. My English class.
I walked in the room and handed my schedule to the teacher. She kept looking back and forth from the paper to me. Then, she resolutely set it down. "Class, this is the new exchange student that I was telling you about. She's from Tokyo, Japan, and I want you all to treat her like she's been here all along. Is that clear?"
A whole bunch of "Yes, ma'am"s were said.
The teacher pointed to an empty seat near the back and I took it. Unfortunately, it was next to the class hunk. So, naturally, the first thing he said to me was: "Hey, do you want to go out this weekend?"
"No."
"I don't think you understand; I asked you out."
"So, I said no. What's your point?"
"My point is: you're supposed to say yes."
"But you asked if I wanted to, and no, I don't want to."
I was so thankful when we got back to the house and Darien was waiting there. "Hey, how was your day?"
"I found out that, believe it or not, I actually miss my uniformed all-girls school back home." I said, collapsing into the chair beside him.
"That bad, huh? What happened?"
"The first class I had, I was seated next to the guy that every girl wishes to go out with-"
"So he asked you out."
"YES! And he looked so shocked when I said no, that it was so worth it. Then, I had to sit next to some cheerleader or another and they wouldn't shut up about what clothes she was wearing and what wouldn't look good on that person. Ugh! It was a nightmare!
"How was your day?"
He set his magazine down and leaned forward, his hands folded between his legs. "I found three, Raye."
"Three?! How'd you do that so fast?"
"I have almost every single class with them. It was easy."
"Do they believe you?"
He sat back. "Surprisingly, yes. But I had to ask them where the fourth one is."
"Which one are we missing?" and, at that moment, all three boys came tumbling in, followed by Sam.
"Mom! Do you know where Raye is?! I didn't see her after school!" Bryan yelled to his mom upstairs.
"She's right here, Bryan." Sam said quietly as she climbed up onto my lap.
"How'd you get home? You don't know the way."
"I walked, how else am I supposed to get here?" my voice was calm, but had a little bit of annoyance twisted in.
"You are supposed to wait for me. Girls, who needs them?"
At this, Darien spoke up. "I do. Wouldn't be able to live without Raye and her friends. Especially Serena."
"Is that your girlfriend? And, Raye, do you have a boyfriend? From what I heard, you said no to Bobby Hedrickson. You must if you refuse to go out with him." And he started walking upstairs.
"As a matter of fact, I don't." that made him stop midstride. "I don't have a boyfriend, but I have a fiancé."
Sam jumped down once she heard her mother on the landing. I looked down at the ring on my ring finger. I've worn it everyday for one thousand years, and it wasn't even starting to fade. The ruby that was surrounded by diamonds shone as brightly now as it did the last day on the Moon.
"Raye. Jadeite's the one that's missing. According to Malachite, he's dead. He died in a car accident four years ago." His hand moved to cover mine. "I'm sorry, Raye. I know how much you loved him."
"You mean how much I love him. He is not dead. He can't be. I'd feel it if he was." Tears sprang to m eyes. "He's not dead. He's not dead. He can't be. He promised not to leave me again!" I jumped up and started running for the room where I was staying. But I nearly plowed down Annie on the way.
"Raye, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
My knees gave out and I went down and just held myself and cried even harder. Darien still sat on his chair, looking sympathetic, but not really hurt. I composed myself enough to get up and run up to my room.
~~~ Darien's Point Of View ~~~
"What happened, Darien?" Annie asked once Raye left.
"She found out that her fiancé died. He lived here, in America for a few months." I replied sadly.
"What was his name?"
"Jadeite. But he went by Jed."
"Wait, did he have blue eyes and curly, well maybe just wavy, blond hair?"
"Yeah, why?"
"He ain't dead, boy. He lives next door. He's the sweetest boy and just got in an accident, but he didn't die. Just got cut up in the face and a broken rib. Just don't take Raye to see him yet. He's pretty torn up in the face. Now, you go tell her that he's all right, and that, if she really wants to, she can go say hello tomorrow. Go on."
I nearly sped out of the room and up the stairs. 'What will Raye say about this?'
~~~ Raye's Point of View ~~~
I was lying splayed out on my stomach across my bed when a knock came from the door. I turned over onto my back and tried to sit up, but my head hurt too much from crying.
"Raye?" it was Darien's voice, but seemed much too happy.
I switched to Japanese. "What do you want? I'm trying to mope, and your happy mood doesn't really make that possible."
He switched too. "I've got some news for you. Open up. It's all good."
I groaned and stood up and made my way to the door and opened it. "What is it?"
He smiled. "Jadeite."
END OF CHAPTER 2