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AN: Here I am . . . again! Yah! I finally got past 20 reviews! Thank you sooo much for reviewing! I'm sorry if I haven't updated fast enough . . . I've been so busy with tests in AP classes, homework, tennis matches . . . you know . . . all that stuff. This chapter isn't as morbid as the title makes it sound. Don't worry . . . actually, it's a bit childish! Anyway, thanks for being so patient! ^_^ I hope you like this chapter. If you haven't noticed, I'm trying to portray Serena as a bit lazy and immature. You know, the people that wake up late and have to rush in the mornings . . . like me . . . don't want to ruin it for you, so I think I will stop talking . . . er . . . writing! ^.^ heeheehee . . . I'm so weird! Okay . . . enough worthless chatter! Here's Chapter 5!
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Chapter 5: The Wrath of the World
*BEEP!*
"Wait . . . hold on! A few more minutes, Mom." Serena mumbled, still half asleep. She shivered and hurriedly curled up into a tight ball, pulling the comforting blankets over her body.
*BEEP!*
"Serena! You're going to be late!" her mother's voice screeched from downstairs. "Don't forget your keys, honey! I'm leaving!"
"Yeah, yeah. I won't . . . bye!" muttered Serena groggily, as she pulled the pillow over her ears. A few more minutes won't hurt, she thought as she drifted back to sleep.
*BEEP!*
"AHHH! Shut up!" she cried in a sudden rage. Furious, she flung the alarm clock across the room and watched as it shattered against the wall. She wearily rose from her bed, her leg feeling much better, and plodded into Yuki's room. She squinted at the clock hanging neatly on the clean wall. Her sister was carefully smoothing out her bed sheets, already dressed in her school uniform.
As she watched her sister spin around, Serena saw Yuki's derisive grin. "You're going to be late, Meatball head. It's already 7:20." She stated plainly, her eyes laughing at the dazed expression on Serena's face. "I'm leaving! See you!" Her sister pushed past her and strode out the door, leaving Serena baffled.
Finally, Yuki's words sank in. "WHAAT? I'm late? Oh no!" she screamed, tripping over herself as she stumbled back into her room. Ripping off her star pajamas, she grabbed her school uniform off the chair and attempted to put it on. Half-dressed, she grabbed her backpack and stuffed the contents of her desk into it. I'm so dead, she thought, as she leaped down the stairs, managing to button her shirt at the same time.
She spotted some toast and orange juice on the counter. Grabbing the glass thirstily, she downed the orange liquid and began to gnaw ferociously at the slightly burnt piece of bread. She skidded across the kitchen floor to the main hallway of the house. Running past the door, she grabbed the knob and locked it. The door slammed shut behind her. In a crazy rage, she scurried down the steps.
Oh no, she thought. This is NOT happening to me. Groaning, she spun around and stepped heavily towards the door. She had realized that her backpack was STILL lying on the floor underneath the kitchen counter, where the keys to her house also lay. This is going to be a VERY long day, she thought.
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"Ahh! Someone let me in! Anyone! Urgh." she wailed, banging her head roughly against the thick chestnut door.
I'm definitely going to be late now, she thought to herself.
"IDIOT! I am a COMPLETE idiot!" she screamed out loud.
"Well, I don't know about an idiot. A bumbling fool perhaps . . ." a deep voice said from behind her.
She blushed and slowly turned around to see the same guy she had run into the day before. He leaned casually against the fence outside her house with his backpack slung loosely over his shoulder.
Oh no, she thought, groaning. Did he have to pass my house? It's official. The world HATES me.
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As he closed the gate leading to his house, he heard a deafening yell of frustration. He walked further along the street and found Serena, the girl he met the day before, whacking her head on the door. He watched her in awe as she struggled to break the door down. She's so cute when she's mad, he thought. No! Why did he think that? She was, after all, so immature.
"Well, I don't know about idiot. A bumbling fool perhaps . . . " he butted in to the conversation she seemed to be having with herself.
"What's wrong now, Meatball head?" he asked, grinning at her nickname.
"Hey! Don't you dare call me meatball head!" she snapped back, still furious with their encounter the previous day.
"Okay, okay!" He lifted up his hands in a mock surrender. "So what's the matter?"
"Let's see. I woke up late, my backpack is still in my house, I had practically nothing to eat, I'm a mess, I'm about to be late, and I am locked out of my house. So, I would say my day has been just GREAT!" she cried.
Perplexed by her sudden outburst, he watched her struggle with the door handle.
"Um . . . I could . . . uh . . . help you." He offered, reluctantly. He felt so guilty about what happened the night before. "If you want, that is."
She was shocked by his offer. Looking at him curiously, she wondered what he wanted in return. If she let him help, he would never let her forget it.
"Okay." She sighed. She hated accepting help from him -- from anyone. Her stubborn pride never allowed her to. Besides, what could he POSSIBLY do to help?
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AN: WOOHOO! More reviews! Yah! ^_^ I'm soooo happy! Thank you sooo much! You people are sooo great! I hope you all keep reading and reviewing!
Mae: Thanks for reviewing again! It's nice to see someone review every time I update! I really appreciate your comments! ^_~ Thank you soooo much! I'll try not to keep you waiting for the next chapter!
Rei-hime08: Awww . . . thank you sooo much! Oh yeah! I looked at your artwork! It's really good! I wish I could draw . . . sigh . . . sadly, my artistic skill ranges from . . . stick figures to lopsided happy faces! Haha . . . I talk too much . . . well type actually . . . heehee . . .Thanks for reviewing! ^.^
Leeta-starr: Thanks! I'm glad you love my story so far! I hope you keep reading and reviewing! I'll try to update as soon as I can!
Ngan: Thanks for the review(s) . . . haha . . . I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long! I'll try to update soon! ^_^
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AN: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I hope I didn't take too long to update! Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Please give me any suggestions or comments! Oh yeah! I wanted to ask you all if anyone knew what Serena's last name is supposed to be. I can never remember! PLEASE tell me if you know! Thanks a bunch! By the way, REVIEW, REVIEW, and REVIEW! Just the press of one little button! ^_^ You people are the BEST!
AN: Here I am . . . again! Yah! I finally got past 20 reviews! Thank you sooo much for reviewing! I'm sorry if I haven't updated fast enough . . . I've been so busy with tests in AP classes, homework, tennis matches . . . you know . . . all that stuff. This chapter isn't as morbid as the title makes it sound. Don't worry . . . actually, it's a bit childish! Anyway, thanks for being so patient! ^_^ I hope you like this chapter. If you haven't noticed, I'm trying to portray Serena as a bit lazy and immature. You know, the people that wake up late and have to rush in the mornings . . . like me . . . don't want to ruin it for you, so I think I will stop talking . . . er . . . writing! ^.^ heeheehee . . . I'm so weird! Okay . . . enough worthless chatter! Here's Chapter 5!
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Chapter 5: The Wrath of the World
*BEEP!*
"Wait . . . hold on! A few more minutes, Mom." Serena mumbled, still half asleep. She shivered and hurriedly curled up into a tight ball, pulling the comforting blankets over her body.
*BEEP!*
"Serena! You're going to be late!" her mother's voice screeched from downstairs. "Don't forget your keys, honey! I'm leaving!"
"Yeah, yeah. I won't . . . bye!" muttered Serena groggily, as she pulled the pillow over her ears. A few more minutes won't hurt, she thought as she drifted back to sleep.
*BEEP!*
"AHHH! Shut up!" she cried in a sudden rage. Furious, she flung the alarm clock across the room and watched as it shattered against the wall. She wearily rose from her bed, her leg feeling much better, and plodded into Yuki's room. She squinted at the clock hanging neatly on the clean wall. Her sister was carefully smoothing out her bed sheets, already dressed in her school uniform.
As she watched her sister spin around, Serena saw Yuki's derisive grin. "You're going to be late, Meatball head. It's already 7:20." She stated plainly, her eyes laughing at the dazed expression on Serena's face. "I'm leaving! See you!" Her sister pushed past her and strode out the door, leaving Serena baffled.
Finally, Yuki's words sank in. "WHAAT? I'm late? Oh no!" she screamed, tripping over herself as she stumbled back into her room. Ripping off her star pajamas, she grabbed her school uniform off the chair and attempted to put it on. Half-dressed, she grabbed her backpack and stuffed the contents of her desk into it. I'm so dead, she thought, as she leaped down the stairs, managing to button her shirt at the same time.
She spotted some toast and orange juice on the counter. Grabbing the glass thirstily, she downed the orange liquid and began to gnaw ferociously at the slightly burnt piece of bread. She skidded across the kitchen floor to the main hallway of the house. Running past the door, she grabbed the knob and locked it. The door slammed shut behind her. In a crazy rage, she scurried down the steps.
Oh no, she thought. This is NOT happening to me. Groaning, she spun around and stepped heavily towards the door. She had realized that her backpack was STILL lying on the floor underneath the kitchen counter, where the keys to her house also lay. This is going to be a VERY long day, she thought.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Ahh! Someone let me in! Anyone! Urgh." she wailed, banging her head roughly against the thick chestnut door.
I'm definitely going to be late now, she thought to herself.
"IDIOT! I am a COMPLETE idiot!" she screamed out loud.
"Well, I don't know about an idiot. A bumbling fool perhaps . . ." a deep voice said from behind her.
She blushed and slowly turned around to see the same guy she had run into the day before. He leaned casually against the fence outside her house with his backpack slung loosely over his shoulder.
Oh no, she thought, groaning. Did he have to pass my house? It's official. The world HATES me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As he closed the gate leading to his house, he heard a deafening yell of frustration. He walked further along the street and found Serena, the girl he met the day before, whacking her head on the door. He watched her in awe as she struggled to break the door down. She's so cute when she's mad, he thought. No! Why did he think that? She was, after all, so immature.
"Well, I don't know about idiot. A bumbling fool perhaps . . . " he butted in to the conversation she seemed to be having with herself.
"What's wrong now, Meatball head?" he asked, grinning at her nickname.
"Hey! Don't you dare call me meatball head!" she snapped back, still furious with their encounter the previous day.
"Okay, okay!" He lifted up his hands in a mock surrender. "So what's the matter?"
"Let's see. I woke up late, my backpack is still in my house, I had practically nothing to eat, I'm a mess, I'm about to be late, and I am locked out of my house. So, I would say my day has been just GREAT!" she cried.
Perplexed by her sudden outburst, he watched her struggle with the door handle.
"Um . . . I could . . . uh . . . help you." He offered, reluctantly. He felt so guilty about what happened the night before. "If you want, that is."
She was shocked by his offer. Looking at him curiously, she wondered what he wanted in return. If she let him help, he would never let her forget it.
"Okay." She sighed. She hated accepting help from him -- from anyone. Her stubborn pride never allowed her to. Besides, what could he POSSIBLY do to help?
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AN: WOOHOO! More reviews! Yah! ^_^ I'm soooo happy! Thank you sooo much! You people are sooo great! I hope you all keep reading and reviewing!
Mae: Thanks for reviewing again! It's nice to see someone review every time I update! I really appreciate your comments! ^_~ Thank you soooo much! I'll try not to keep you waiting for the next chapter!
Rei-hime08: Awww . . . thank you sooo much! Oh yeah! I looked at your artwork! It's really good! I wish I could draw . . . sigh . . . sadly, my artistic skill ranges from . . . stick figures to lopsided happy faces! Haha . . . I talk too much . . . well type actually . . . heehee . . .Thanks for reviewing! ^.^
Leeta-starr: Thanks! I'm glad you love my story so far! I hope you keep reading and reviewing! I'll try to update as soon as I can!
Ngan: Thanks for the review(s) . . . haha . . . I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long! I'll try to update soon! ^_^
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AN: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I hope I didn't take too long to update! Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Please give me any suggestions or comments! Oh yeah! I wanted to ask you all if anyone knew what Serena's last name is supposed to be. I can never remember! PLEASE tell me if you know! Thanks a bunch! By the way, REVIEW, REVIEW, and REVIEW! Just the press of one little button! ^_^ You people are the BEST!