Serena grimaced as she put the shorts on. They were incredibly
short, showing yards of leg and Serena felt incredibly self-conscious.
She hoped no one at the mall would recognize her with her cow legs.
The thing that made putting on the outfit more difficult than
ever was the fact that she never wore dresses. She had been like a guy
in so long, it felt… wrong. But, she assured herself quickly, she would
get used to it.
The skirt wasn't so bad, she decided, because there were the
shorts that went with it. But still… She, the one whose morning ritual
was to go with the fellas and play ball? She would look horrible. The
guys would laugh if they saw her now, all decked out like a normal
female. appearance.
Serena bit her nails. It couldn't be that bad, she thought,
looking over the outfit again. If it didn't look right, she could just
change into something else or force her new female friends to give her
some regular jeans.
A few minutes later, Serena came out of the bathroom, barefooted
with the jean outfit on. She held her breath as she stepped into Mina's
room.
Everyone's head turned as Serena entered the room as if they
sensed she came in. And every face was in pure shock.
Serena was beautiful. With the jean outfit on, she looked totally
different. Her flat stomach and fit legs made the look even more
enchanting. Her golden hair was down and wavy ringlets flew down her
back and over her shoulders down to her waist.
Mina, in total awe, was the first to break the silence.
"WOW!! Serena!" She squealed as she raced across the room
enveloping Serena in a tight embrace, "I would have never guessed."
Serena's cheeks turned red and she looked down at Mina. She was
clearly embarrassed and she looked around helplessly.
Gathering her courage, she looked at the girls. She hesitated
then spoke. "Do you think that I should have taped my boobs this
morning?"
At the blank looks, Serena went on. "I mean, they are too big, so
I tape them but I was just thinking that since I'm going to that dance
thing today…" she trailed off at the blank looks coming from her peers.
Feeling even more embarrassed, she continued, "Well, I always
tape them down when I'm playing with the guys because they are too big
and they'd probably think I'm a gnome or something,"
The room was enveloped in silence. Too angered, she forgot her
shyness. "Well, say something for god sakes! You weirdo's better stop
looking at me like this because I tell you I'll-"
"Serena, you have monkey for brains!"
Serena looked at Raye whose previous blank face was not contorted
in anger. "I can't believe you meatball head. You know how people wish
they had your figure? You know how bad it is for you to tape down your
breasts? Is your head really filled with spaghetti?"
Serena was ready to fight, but she held back. She could end up
tearing Mina's beautiful clothes.
"Well, how was I supposed to know? And you know good and well I
don't have a nice looking figure. I look like a guy with big kuhungas
and you don't have to try and make me feel better. I honestly don't
know why you're so mad!"
Raye lowered her head, took 5 deep breaths, and counted to ten.
Before she could reply Ami's quaint voice interceded.
"Serena, whether you believe it or not, you are certainly more
pretty than your mind let's you believe," her eyes were full intensity.
"And, until you believe it yourself, it's no use for us to try and
convince you." she gave Raye a pointed look.
Raye sighed in resignation. "You don't have to believe me
meatball head." Her voice sounded awfully subdued and Serena felt sort
of bad.
Mina, who was watching this encounter with mysterious eyes,
seemed to look not at but into Serena. Her smile hid a thousand secrets
but her voice held no mystery when she promptly told everyone it was
time to go.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*T*~*O*~*M*~*B*~*O*~*Y*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Darien wiped the sweat off of his head with the towel, took a
swig of water, and sat down on his car. The game was over. His team won
just like always but today, it felt like something was missing. And
something was good ol Sere.
Darien shook his head in bewilderment. Serena had never missed a
game of their routine Saturday football games in her life. Only when
she was sick, did she not come. And, her mom had to keep her attached
to the bed in those situations. Why didn't she come today?
Darien remembered seeing that girl at Mina's house and some
nagging sense had told him that it was Serena. But she had already been
in the house before he could tell and Raye was already shooing him away
saying it was another one of her friends. But, why was he not
convinced?
Darien saw Ken run up to him. He was breathless.
"Hey man, let's head to the mall. I'm sure Lita's there cuz she's
always there."
Darien smiled, obviously amused that his friend let a girl
control him so much. Darien had a different girlfriend, it seemed, like
every week. He was never attached to any female unless he counted
Serena, who he really didn't consider one of those types. She was his
best friend, every guys buddy ol pal, and that was all there was to it.
Darien ran a had through his jet black locks and looked off far
into the distance.
"Okay man. I gotta find a tux for the dance anyways."
Ken gave Darien a pitying smile. Darien had never had the
pleasure to find a girl who was really worth his time. Although all of
his girlfriends were beautiful, they didn't seem to meet his
expectations so he always just switched. The thought of having a steady
girlfriend was probably foreign to Darien. And, because of that, he was
missing out on a lot of fun.
"Dare, you really are missing' out on some fun, switching girls
every week. I feel real sorry for you man,"
"No way I'm going to be stuck with one girl. There's no fun in
that." He truly believed it. He wasn't the one girl type. He couldn't
be the forever and after type of guy who had a steady girlfriend. It
would never work. And yet, there was a pang in his stomach, as he felt
but couldn't acknowledge the emptiness that went along with the fact.
The longest relationship he had ever had, lasted for a month and she
was a bitch anyways. He sighed. The only girl he constantly hung out
with was Serena.
Darien winced. Why was Serena always entering his thoughts? Now
and days, Serena entered his mind at every moment of every day. He kept
hearing her haunting whisper 'Nothing. Nothing at all.' And he
desperately wanted to do something. But, she wasn't giving him anything
to go on.
Lately, Darien's thoughts were changing toward Serena. When he
saw her without her hat, he had a feeling that something was changing.
She almost looked pretty with out her hat on, her violet eyes piercing
him and catching his attention for the first time ever. He couldn't
explain it, but his best friend was turning into something else.
Darien shook his thoughts away. It was time to go to the mall.
short, showing yards of leg and Serena felt incredibly self-conscious.
She hoped no one at the mall would recognize her with her cow legs.
The thing that made putting on the outfit more difficult than
ever was the fact that she never wore dresses. She had been like a guy
in so long, it felt… wrong. But, she assured herself quickly, she would
get used to it.
The skirt wasn't so bad, she decided, because there were the
shorts that went with it. But still… She, the one whose morning ritual
was to go with the fellas and play ball? She would look horrible. The
guys would laugh if they saw her now, all decked out like a normal
female. appearance.
Serena bit her nails. It couldn't be that bad, she thought,
looking over the outfit again. If it didn't look right, she could just
change into something else or force her new female friends to give her
some regular jeans.
A few minutes later, Serena came out of the bathroom, barefooted
with the jean outfit on. She held her breath as she stepped into Mina's
room.
Everyone's head turned as Serena entered the room as if they
sensed she came in. And every face was in pure shock.
Serena was beautiful. With the jean outfit on, she looked totally
different. Her flat stomach and fit legs made the look even more
enchanting. Her golden hair was down and wavy ringlets flew down her
back and over her shoulders down to her waist.
Mina, in total awe, was the first to break the silence.
"WOW!! Serena!" She squealed as she raced across the room
enveloping Serena in a tight embrace, "I would have never guessed."
Serena's cheeks turned red and she looked down at Mina. She was
clearly embarrassed and she looked around helplessly.
Gathering her courage, she looked at the girls. She hesitated
then spoke. "Do you think that I should have taped my boobs this
morning?"
At the blank looks, Serena went on. "I mean, they are too big, so
I tape them but I was just thinking that since I'm going to that dance
thing today…" she trailed off at the blank looks coming from her peers.
Feeling even more embarrassed, she continued, "Well, I always
tape them down when I'm playing with the guys because they are too big
and they'd probably think I'm a gnome or something,"
The room was enveloped in silence. Too angered, she forgot her
shyness. "Well, say something for god sakes! You weirdo's better stop
looking at me like this because I tell you I'll-"
"Serena, you have monkey for brains!"
Serena looked at Raye whose previous blank face was not contorted
in anger. "I can't believe you meatball head. You know how people wish
they had your figure? You know how bad it is for you to tape down your
breasts? Is your head really filled with spaghetti?"
Serena was ready to fight, but she held back. She could end up
tearing Mina's beautiful clothes.
"Well, how was I supposed to know? And you know good and well I
don't have a nice looking figure. I look like a guy with big kuhungas
and you don't have to try and make me feel better. I honestly don't
know why you're so mad!"
Raye lowered her head, took 5 deep breaths, and counted to ten.
Before she could reply Ami's quaint voice interceded.
"Serena, whether you believe it or not, you are certainly more
pretty than your mind let's you believe," her eyes were full intensity.
"And, until you believe it yourself, it's no use for us to try and
convince you." she gave Raye a pointed look.
Raye sighed in resignation. "You don't have to believe me
meatball head." Her voice sounded awfully subdued and Serena felt sort
of bad.
Mina, who was watching this encounter with mysterious eyes,
seemed to look not at but into Serena. Her smile hid a thousand secrets
but her voice held no mystery when she promptly told everyone it was
time to go.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*T*~*O*~*M*~*B*~*O*~*Y*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Darien wiped the sweat off of his head with the towel, took a
swig of water, and sat down on his car. The game was over. His team won
just like always but today, it felt like something was missing. And
something was good ol Sere.
Darien shook his head in bewilderment. Serena had never missed a
game of their routine Saturday football games in her life. Only when
she was sick, did she not come. And, her mom had to keep her attached
to the bed in those situations. Why didn't she come today?
Darien remembered seeing that girl at Mina's house and some
nagging sense had told him that it was Serena. But she had already been
in the house before he could tell and Raye was already shooing him away
saying it was another one of her friends. But, why was he not
convinced?
Darien saw Ken run up to him. He was breathless.
"Hey man, let's head to the mall. I'm sure Lita's there cuz she's
always there."
Darien smiled, obviously amused that his friend let a girl
control him so much. Darien had a different girlfriend, it seemed, like
every week. He was never attached to any female unless he counted
Serena, who he really didn't consider one of those types. She was his
best friend, every guys buddy ol pal, and that was all there was to it.
Darien ran a had through his jet black locks and looked off far
into the distance.
"Okay man. I gotta find a tux for the dance anyways."
Ken gave Darien a pitying smile. Darien had never had the
pleasure to find a girl who was really worth his time. Although all of
his girlfriends were beautiful, they didn't seem to meet his
expectations so he always just switched. The thought of having a steady
girlfriend was probably foreign to Darien. And, because of that, he was
missing out on a lot of fun.
"Dare, you really are missing' out on some fun, switching girls
every week. I feel real sorry for you man,"
"No way I'm going to be stuck with one girl. There's no fun in
that." He truly believed it. He wasn't the one girl type. He couldn't
be the forever and after type of guy who had a steady girlfriend. It
would never work. And yet, there was a pang in his stomach, as he felt
but couldn't acknowledge the emptiness that went along with the fact.
The longest relationship he had ever had, lasted for a month and she
was a bitch anyways. He sighed. The only girl he constantly hung out
with was Serena.
Darien winced. Why was Serena always entering his thoughts? Now
and days, Serena entered his mind at every moment of every day. He kept
hearing her haunting whisper 'Nothing. Nothing at all.' And he
desperately wanted to do something. But, she wasn't giving him anything
to go on.
Lately, Darien's thoughts were changing toward Serena. When he
saw her without her hat, he had a feeling that something was changing.
She almost looked pretty with out her hat on, her violet eyes piercing
him and catching his attention for the first time ever. He couldn't
explain it, but his best friend was turning into something else.
Darien shook his thoughts away. It was time to go to the mall.