The Wheel of Fortune
Chapter Four: Dancer in a Day Dream
Author: Awen WindRider
The following fan fiction is a different type of alternative reality story. I don't think any
summery that I write myself would give it justice, perhaps those of you in the review
world may offer forth some sort of summery after you have read a few of the chapters.
This story has been in the works for a long time. While you may find yourselves reading
several chapters a week, it may take time for new chapters to come out, simply because
I'm getting ready to move to Okinawa with my husband.
I hope you all enjoy. Please review and let me know if you like what you see. It's been a
long time since the days I wrote under the name 'Zorina Skye' and hopefully those of you
who remember those stories will see a vast improvement since then.
Disclaimers: All rights reserved to those who hold them, but the story is mine. And
frankly, I think I can say hands off.
If you want to archive this story, you are welcome to do so, but you must first let me
know that you are doing so at the following e-mail address: druiddessawen@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13
Darien laughed at the pledges he'd been given control of. Sniffles and Flounder were
doing much better at the whole punk show theme than he would have ever thought
anyone could. He was decided that they were to get a much needed break as the kegs
were carried in and the base was kicked up on the sound system in the basement where
the party was going to be held.
His run in with Serena was tucked into the back of his mind, but his run in with Raye,
that was something that he couldn't get out of his system. The Wicked Bitch of the West
with his Rabbit! The thought was more than mind-boggling; it left his head reeling. How
could anyone be so close to his Rabbit? She was his Rabbit! No one deserved the right
to be near her, much less with her the way that Raye insinuated.
Sure, the only reason he'd dated Raye was to be closer to his Rabbit, but he couldn't admit
that to the Shinto Priestess, especially since he had a harder time admitting it to himself.
After taking a moment to hook up what would be a nearly endless tap of beer, Darien
made his way down to the basement where a song that didn't match the night's theme was
blaring, rattling the windows of the fraternity houses which flanked GKK.
His mind stuffed Raye and Serena into a dusty corner, where they would hopefully be
forgotten, and replaced by Kappa Delta Phi girls that would soon begin to trickle in from
their own house four blocks up fraternity row.
In the center of the room was a girl punked out with a GKK sweatshirt tied around her
waist, the letters on the back stating the name the brothers addressed her by as, "Bunny,"
and Darien was thoroughly entranced.
The music changed, and Jay-Z's voice flooded the musty, cave like room.
'Saw you 'round the other day Shorty she was all the way It looked like you were feelin'
me So I had to come and see Girl he wasn't trynna hate But she had to demonstrate that
she was the queen to be But she couldn't find the chemistry'
He watched her with an intensity that would have lit her soul on fire if she'd known he
was watching her. Her hands moved in slow broken circles over her head, while her hips
mimicked the motion and her feet brought her around, completely oblivious of the fact
she was being watched.
She squatted down, her hands placed lightly on her knees and her ass rotated and gyrated
with the music as she slowly slid back up to standing and marched her feet out and away
from her body.
His blood ran first hot then cold when she tossed her hair over her shoulder, the tangled
curls settling for a moment on her shoulders before her body began to pulsate and quiver.
'And I say I, I, I, I can't lose you (babe) I, I, I, oohh woooohh '
She smiled seductively, her eyes closed as her feet crossed and she spun around, and her
body jerked to a graceful halt, her hands and feet spread apart and shaking, her right
shoulder rolled back and as though in a trance, he watched the small stutter steps her
right leg made which pushed her around facing him, leaning back. Unexpectedly, a girl
in a KDP sweatshirt stepped in beside Serena. Well timed, the pair flipped backwards in
complete unison before the dance continued on, both concentrating, their eyes nearly
completely closed, a hazy fog keeping their movements well spaced.
Before he knew what was happening, the Sisters of KDP were all dancing in front of him,
with his Rabbit in the center of them, looking more like a seductress than anything else.
What happened to his innocent Rabbit? The Serena he knew would never dress like that,
dance like that! He couldn't let her display herself like that in front of the rest of his
brothers! She has his, and no one else's, she had no right to stand there and tempt the
men around her like that when she was his!
'She was, disco light, on a, Friday night Moves across the floor (sugar) She was oh so
tight, like dynamite Blowin' me up with her love She was on the phone with me All night
long I just can't get enough She was uh uh uh, uh uh uh Blowin me up with her love '
The group moved gracefully, and it shocked him that Serena could move the way they did
without tripping over her own two feet! Somehow, when the mass stepped right and slid
across the floor, dragging themselves to a halt and at the same time they bent low, their
steps high, they spun around and rose up to their full height and were in the process of
stepping left when the music suddenly cut out.
The mass stopped moving in unison and several angry voices yelled at Toad who had
manned the sound system. "Sorry ladies, but its time to get this party going, and you
know we don't want to keep the alumni waiting."
The sisters moved up the stairs past him, but Serena joined Toad in arranging music for
the pledges. "What do you think you're doing?" He laughed at her.
Serena blinked. "What I always do Toad."
"Bunny, this is your weekend off. You will sit down there on that couch, get cozy with
the alums and enjoy yourself if I have to bolt your feet to the couch. We haven't had a
sweetheart in years, and word is that Cloud-9 isn't too happy about it."
"Toad, it's not a big deal, I just hang out, paint murals…"
"Bunny, have you seen the painting in the council room? I know you painted it, but the
alums were in shock, but Cloud-9 was pissed that we'd allowed a sister up there. It's
supposed to be sacred space."
Serena shrugged. "Toad, I'll never understand why men are so anally retentive, almost as
bad as Prof O'Brien."
"Now sit before you don't have a place to sit!"
Serena shrugged and plopped down none-too-gracefully on the over stuffed green chair
and leaned back with a fake smile plastered on her lips.
Darien, who'd been watching the dance, the scene between his Rabbit and Toad, was now
standing in a state of shock. His Rabbit had grown up; not only had she grown up, she'd
grown up into a lesbian!
A lesbian! His Rabbit! A lesbian! No it just wasn't right! It couldn't be right there was
no way that the Gods would be so cruel to him.
His mind couldn't successfully process the information. He shook nervously.
Serena and Raye…it was like some nightmare that he'd woken up from and found that it
wasn't a nightmare but real life!
Raye and Serena. Serena and Raye. Raye embracing Serena, kissing her lovingly, their
passion glowing in their faces, their breaths mingling as Serean's arms slipped around
Raye's waist, pulling each other closer.
Sure it was every grown man's fantasy to see to beautiful women embraced like that, in
full blown passion, but the thought of his Rabbit being tainted by his ex-girlfriend not
only made him uneasy and sick to his stomach, but it infuriated him as well!
"Goober Smack!" A voice roared from the top of the stairs, Darien flushed, his hated
name being announced by none other than Cloud-9, one of his co-founding brothers and
turned his attention from the pouting Rabbit to the overly large man standing at the top
of the stairs.
"Cloud-9!" Darien called with equal enthusiasm, "Welcome home!" Cloud-9 yelled as he
barreled down the stairs and lifted Darian up into a bear hug, his feet dangling beneath
him.
Serena watched as Goober Smack and Cloud-9, the founders of GKK seemed to rejoice in
reunion. It wasn't until Goober Smack was dropped unceremoniously back onto his feet
that Serena realized who he was. She couldn't decide if she should be furious that she
suddenly had a connection to her childhood nemesis or burst out laughing.
The burst of laughter won. "The great and powerful Darien Shields, reduced to nothing
more than Goober Smack!" Serena squealed hysterically. "Does Raye and Andrew
know? And I thought Flounder had it bad!"
"Don't start with me Meatball Head!" Darien snapped instantly.
Serena was on her feet. "Don't you dare call me that you pompous, self righteous
asshole!"
"What the hell are you doing in my Fraternity, MEATBALL HEAD!"
Serena was taken back. Goober Smack was a founder, so was Cloud-9, and she'd just
pissed them off.
"Hey! Leave her alone!" Toad snapped, stepping between Serena and Darien. "You don't
have the right to yell at her like that. She's done nothing wrong to you."
"Who the hell made you a sweetheart?" Cloud-9 demanded.
Serena gulped, about to stand up for herself when Toad beat her to the punch. "We all
did. Unanimously."
"Meatball Head here doesn't have a place in Greek Society, I doubt she even knows her
Greek Alphabet." Darien watched as Serena's face, once confident, despite the dark
circles surrounding them, and looking more than desirable, darkened and welled with
unshed tears.
"Well, lets hear it." Cloud-9 insisted.
Serena paled.
"Bunny, you don't have to. You aren't a brother, your a Sweetheart," Toad said gently.
"They're alumni. They aren't the brothers. You don't fall under the same rules that the
brothers do, you know that."
"No, but once a brother, always a brother." Serena said softly as she untied her sweatshirt
from her waist.
Darien was shocked she was just giving up, but then he realized she knew their by-laws
just as well as he and Jack, Cloud-9, knew them. She'd been challenged by a founding
brother to exhibit knowledge of their Fraternity and Greek way of life, and she couldn't
do it.
Darian paled. He was sure the by-laws only applied to brothers, and not Sweethearts.
His heart pounded and his face softened. This wasn't the way to win his Rabbit's
affections.
She handed her sweatshirt to Toad and climbed the stairs without looking back.
"Bunny, where are you going?" A voice called after her, but she ignored it, and he heard
the door upstairs slam shut.
A thundering herd of brothers came running down the stairs. "What the hell just
happened?" Demanded Shark E, GKK's pledge master.
"Shit…" Darien muttered under his breath, taking the stairs two at a time, and running
out into the blinding snow. "Serena!" He called into the blizzard, but didn't receive any
response.
His Rabbit had disappeared into a blizzard with no jacket on, two miles from campus and
he had no idea where to even start looking for her.
Chapter Four: Dancer in a Day Dream
Author: Awen WindRider
The following fan fiction is a different type of alternative reality story. I don't think any
summery that I write myself would give it justice, perhaps those of you in the review
world may offer forth some sort of summery after you have read a few of the chapters.
This story has been in the works for a long time. While you may find yourselves reading
several chapters a week, it may take time for new chapters to come out, simply because
I'm getting ready to move to Okinawa with my husband.
I hope you all enjoy. Please review and let me know if you like what you see. It's been a
long time since the days I wrote under the name 'Zorina Skye' and hopefully those of you
who remember those stories will see a vast improvement since then.
Disclaimers: All rights reserved to those who hold them, but the story is mine. And
frankly, I think I can say hands off.
If you want to archive this story, you are welcome to do so, but you must first let me
know that you are doing so at the following e-mail address: druiddessawen@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13
Darien laughed at the pledges he'd been given control of. Sniffles and Flounder were
doing much better at the whole punk show theme than he would have ever thought
anyone could. He was decided that they were to get a much needed break as the kegs
were carried in and the base was kicked up on the sound system in the basement where
the party was going to be held.
His run in with Serena was tucked into the back of his mind, but his run in with Raye,
that was something that he couldn't get out of his system. The Wicked Bitch of the West
with his Rabbit! The thought was more than mind-boggling; it left his head reeling. How
could anyone be so close to his Rabbit? She was his Rabbit! No one deserved the right
to be near her, much less with her the way that Raye insinuated.
Sure, the only reason he'd dated Raye was to be closer to his Rabbit, but he couldn't admit
that to the Shinto Priestess, especially since he had a harder time admitting it to himself.
After taking a moment to hook up what would be a nearly endless tap of beer, Darien
made his way down to the basement where a song that didn't match the night's theme was
blaring, rattling the windows of the fraternity houses which flanked GKK.
His mind stuffed Raye and Serena into a dusty corner, where they would hopefully be
forgotten, and replaced by Kappa Delta Phi girls that would soon begin to trickle in from
their own house four blocks up fraternity row.
In the center of the room was a girl punked out with a GKK sweatshirt tied around her
waist, the letters on the back stating the name the brothers addressed her by as, "Bunny,"
and Darien was thoroughly entranced.
The music changed, and Jay-Z's voice flooded the musty, cave like room.
'Saw you 'round the other day Shorty she was all the way It looked like you were feelin'
me So I had to come and see Girl he wasn't trynna hate But she had to demonstrate that
she was the queen to be But she couldn't find the chemistry'
He watched her with an intensity that would have lit her soul on fire if she'd known he
was watching her. Her hands moved in slow broken circles over her head, while her hips
mimicked the motion and her feet brought her around, completely oblivious of the fact
she was being watched.
She squatted down, her hands placed lightly on her knees and her ass rotated and gyrated
with the music as she slowly slid back up to standing and marched her feet out and away
from her body.
His blood ran first hot then cold when she tossed her hair over her shoulder, the tangled
curls settling for a moment on her shoulders before her body began to pulsate and quiver.
'And I say I, I, I, I can't lose you (babe) I, I, I, oohh woooohh '
She smiled seductively, her eyes closed as her feet crossed and she spun around, and her
body jerked to a graceful halt, her hands and feet spread apart and shaking, her right
shoulder rolled back and as though in a trance, he watched the small stutter steps her
right leg made which pushed her around facing him, leaning back. Unexpectedly, a girl
in a KDP sweatshirt stepped in beside Serena. Well timed, the pair flipped backwards in
complete unison before the dance continued on, both concentrating, their eyes nearly
completely closed, a hazy fog keeping their movements well spaced.
Before he knew what was happening, the Sisters of KDP were all dancing in front of him,
with his Rabbit in the center of them, looking more like a seductress than anything else.
What happened to his innocent Rabbit? The Serena he knew would never dress like that,
dance like that! He couldn't let her display herself like that in front of the rest of his
brothers! She has his, and no one else's, she had no right to stand there and tempt the
men around her like that when she was his!
'She was, disco light, on a, Friday night Moves across the floor (sugar) She was oh so
tight, like dynamite Blowin' me up with her love She was on the phone with me All night
long I just can't get enough She was uh uh uh, uh uh uh Blowin me up with her love '
The group moved gracefully, and it shocked him that Serena could move the way they did
without tripping over her own two feet! Somehow, when the mass stepped right and slid
across the floor, dragging themselves to a halt and at the same time they bent low, their
steps high, they spun around and rose up to their full height and were in the process of
stepping left when the music suddenly cut out.
The mass stopped moving in unison and several angry voices yelled at Toad who had
manned the sound system. "Sorry ladies, but its time to get this party going, and you
know we don't want to keep the alumni waiting."
The sisters moved up the stairs past him, but Serena joined Toad in arranging music for
the pledges. "What do you think you're doing?" He laughed at her.
Serena blinked. "What I always do Toad."
"Bunny, this is your weekend off. You will sit down there on that couch, get cozy with
the alums and enjoy yourself if I have to bolt your feet to the couch. We haven't had a
sweetheart in years, and word is that Cloud-9 isn't too happy about it."
"Toad, it's not a big deal, I just hang out, paint murals…"
"Bunny, have you seen the painting in the council room? I know you painted it, but the
alums were in shock, but Cloud-9 was pissed that we'd allowed a sister up there. It's
supposed to be sacred space."
Serena shrugged. "Toad, I'll never understand why men are so anally retentive, almost as
bad as Prof O'Brien."
"Now sit before you don't have a place to sit!"
Serena shrugged and plopped down none-too-gracefully on the over stuffed green chair
and leaned back with a fake smile plastered on her lips.
Darien, who'd been watching the dance, the scene between his Rabbit and Toad, was now
standing in a state of shock. His Rabbit had grown up; not only had she grown up, she'd
grown up into a lesbian!
A lesbian! His Rabbit! A lesbian! No it just wasn't right! It couldn't be right there was
no way that the Gods would be so cruel to him.
His mind couldn't successfully process the information. He shook nervously.
Serena and Raye…it was like some nightmare that he'd woken up from and found that it
wasn't a nightmare but real life!
Raye and Serena. Serena and Raye. Raye embracing Serena, kissing her lovingly, their
passion glowing in their faces, their breaths mingling as Serean's arms slipped around
Raye's waist, pulling each other closer.
Sure it was every grown man's fantasy to see to beautiful women embraced like that, in
full blown passion, but the thought of his Rabbit being tainted by his ex-girlfriend not
only made him uneasy and sick to his stomach, but it infuriated him as well!
"Goober Smack!" A voice roared from the top of the stairs, Darien flushed, his hated
name being announced by none other than Cloud-9, one of his co-founding brothers and
turned his attention from the pouting Rabbit to the overly large man standing at the top
of the stairs.
"Cloud-9!" Darien called with equal enthusiasm, "Welcome home!" Cloud-9 yelled as he
barreled down the stairs and lifted Darian up into a bear hug, his feet dangling beneath
him.
Serena watched as Goober Smack and Cloud-9, the founders of GKK seemed to rejoice in
reunion. It wasn't until Goober Smack was dropped unceremoniously back onto his feet
that Serena realized who he was. She couldn't decide if she should be furious that she
suddenly had a connection to her childhood nemesis or burst out laughing.
The burst of laughter won. "The great and powerful Darien Shields, reduced to nothing
more than Goober Smack!" Serena squealed hysterically. "Does Raye and Andrew
know? And I thought Flounder had it bad!"
"Don't start with me Meatball Head!" Darien snapped instantly.
Serena was on her feet. "Don't you dare call me that you pompous, self righteous
asshole!"
"What the hell are you doing in my Fraternity, MEATBALL HEAD!"
Serena was taken back. Goober Smack was a founder, so was Cloud-9, and she'd just
pissed them off.
"Hey! Leave her alone!" Toad snapped, stepping between Serena and Darien. "You don't
have the right to yell at her like that. She's done nothing wrong to you."
"Who the hell made you a sweetheart?" Cloud-9 demanded.
Serena gulped, about to stand up for herself when Toad beat her to the punch. "We all
did. Unanimously."
"Meatball Head here doesn't have a place in Greek Society, I doubt she even knows her
Greek Alphabet." Darien watched as Serena's face, once confident, despite the dark
circles surrounding them, and looking more than desirable, darkened and welled with
unshed tears.
"Well, lets hear it." Cloud-9 insisted.
Serena paled.
"Bunny, you don't have to. You aren't a brother, your a Sweetheart," Toad said gently.
"They're alumni. They aren't the brothers. You don't fall under the same rules that the
brothers do, you know that."
"No, but once a brother, always a brother." Serena said softly as she untied her sweatshirt
from her waist.
Darien was shocked she was just giving up, but then he realized she knew their by-laws
just as well as he and Jack, Cloud-9, knew them. She'd been challenged by a founding
brother to exhibit knowledge of their Fraternity and Greek way of life, and she couldn't
do it.
Darian paled. He was sure the by-laws only applied to brothers, and not Sweethearts.
His heart pounded and his face softened. This wasn't the way to win his Rabbit's
affections.
She handed her sweatshirt to Toad and climbed the stairs without looking back.
"Bunny, where are you going?" A voice called after her, but she ignored it, and he heard
the door upstairs slam shut.
A thundering herd of brothers came running down the stairs. "What the hell just
happened?" Demanded Shark E, GKK's pledge master.
"Shit…" Darien muttered under his breath, taking the stairs two at a time, and running
out into the blinding snow. "Serena!" He called into the blizzard, but didn't receive any
response.
His Rabbit had disappeared into a blizzard with no jacket on, two miles from campus and
he had no idea where to even start looking for her.