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With a swoosh of the automatic doors, Serena was welcomed by the beeps and
music of the crown arcade, as she entered her alter egos refuge.
"Serena!" A sandy hared man called out from behind the counter.
"Hey Andrew!" Serena replied happily, as she hugs her friend. Careful
not to let Andrew touch her upper arm.
"I haven't seen you around for a while, what have you been up to?" A
ndrew asked, as he slides a chocolate milkshake to her while she takes
her usual seat.
Playing with the milkshake with the straw for a moment, she looks up at
Andrew.
"I have been kept busy." Serena answered tediously.
Nodding his head in recollection.
"Failed one of your tests again." Andrew stated more than asked.
Shrugging her shoulders, Serena continues to play with her milkshake.
Naturally it wasn't a test that she failed; she had never failed a test
in her life. Her mind kept going back to the bank robbery, earlier that
ay. The man with black hair and midnight blue eyes continuously haunted
her. Who was he? And why did he look so familiar? The swoosh of the
arcades doors, pulls her out of her deep thought as she looks up to find,
none other than the man she had been thinking about.
"Hey Darien!" Andrew greeted his friend, as he took his usually seat at
the counter.
"Hi Andrew." Darien returned the greeting, as he nods his head in thanks,
as Andrew places a cup of coffee in front of him.
"I see some one was up all night studying again…Unless some one has a
girlfriend and didn't tell me…" Andrew playfully teased him.
"Both you and I know that I don't have a girlfriend." Darien spoke up,
cutting him off.
Andrew smirks, as he walks off to help another customer that had just
walked up to the counter.
Darien's gaze turns to the girl who was staring at him two stools down.
"What are you staring at meatball head?" Darien asked annoyed.
Blinking, Serena blushes and reverts her gaze to her milkshake.
'I can not believe that I was so rude to just stair at him that way!'
Serena mentally scolded herself.
'Although, why did he keep my rose?' Serena mentally asked, as she
quickly looked back at the pocket in his green blazer, of which was being
occupied by the perfect rose.
It made sense why he had looked so familiar, since he was the constant
thorn in her backside. Guess when he wasn't wearing that old green jacket
and constantly yapping at her for some inequity or another he was quite
hansom.
Why was she cursed to live countless life times? Why couldn't she just
once live a normal life? It was a very lonely existence, even with
Trista's brief visit's thew out the centuries. She was even beginning to
like Darien's remarks, just because someone was acknowledging that she
was there.
Folding her hands in front of her Serena rests her chin on them, as her
mind bombarded her with countless questions.
"Why me?" Serena barley whispered, to any god or goddess that may be
listening out there.
"Why you? What is going threw your meatball brains now?" Darien asked
truculently (harshly).
Blinking Serena looks up at Darien in disbelief. Could she not have a
moment's peace with out him finding a way to intrude on her life?
"Why Me Darien? There are innumerable other girls out there to vex
(pester), with your unwanted plebeian (vulgar) remarks, and sarcastic
disposition." Serena retorted angrily.
Darien places his hands up in defense, eyes wide as saucers.
"Wow." Was all that he could say.
Covering her mouth, Serena grabs her belongings and rushes out of the
arcade.
'What have I done? I should not have let him get to me like that. He
must now know that the face I have been showing is just a colorful
façade (disguise)!'
Back in the crown arcade, Darien sat staring at the now closed automatic
doors. Where had all of that come from? Serena was a clumsy,
crybaby…wasn't she?
Paying for his coffee, Darien takes off running after the blond enigma.
After a few minuets of searching, he found her sitting on a swing in the
park, slowly rocking herself back and forth with her feet. She seemed
lost in her thoughts, as her cerulean blue eyes blankly stare a couple of
feet in front of herself.
Walking up to her, he takes a set in the swing, beside her. So deep in
thought, she still does not notice her new companion.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Darien finally spoke.
Gasping Serena looks at Darien.
"Go away Darien, I have had enough of your dry sense of humor, to last me
this life time." Serena growls, as she returns her gaze to the ground.
'This life time' ? What was she talking about? Shrugging Darien decides
to let it pass for the moment.
"Something must be wrong, if one of my comments are bothering you this
much. So what's bugging you?" Darien asked.
"What is bugging me? I will tell you Darien. You are my problem,
everywhere I go, there you are to treat me like refuse (trash). You
never give me a moment's rest; you have to put your two bits in….Never in
my entire life have I ever come across some one so mulish(pigheaded) and
infuriating!" Serenity ranted on, not once looking at Darien.
She had no clue to as why she was ranting on and on like this to all
people. But for some odd reason, whenever he disrespected her with his
cruel words, a little more of her died.
"What is with your speech Serena? You'd think that you're trapped in the
mid-evil ages." Darien interrupted her, not wanting her to continue.
Serena's eyes widen once again, she hadn't even noticed. Why was she
loosing control over her speech? Her identity as non-intellectual Serena
was basically torn to shreds.
"I do not know what you are talking about, Darien. If you had ever taken
the time to treat me properly, you would know what I am truly like."
Serena spoke curtly, as she stood and gracefully walked away. A regal
aura floating around her.
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
Once again I will wait till next Tuesday to post my next chapter...I hope that all of you readers will be kind enough to review my story.
THANKS!!!
Crimson Draggon ^_~
On to the story!!! lol ^_^
With a swoosh of the automatic doors, Serena was welcomed by the beeps and
music of the crown arcade, as she entered her alter egos refuge.
"Serena!" A sandy hared man called out from behind the counter.
"Hey Andrew!" Serena replied happily, as she hugs her friend. Careful
not to let Andrew touch her upper arm.
"I haven't seen you around for a while, what have you been up to?" A
ndrew asked, as he slides a chocolate milkshake to her while she takes
her usual seat.
Playing with the milkshake with the straw for a moment, she looks up at
Andrew.
"I have been kept busy." Serena answered tediously.
Nodding his head in recollection.
"Failed one of your tests again." Andrew stated more than asked.
Shrugging her shoulders, Serena continues to play with her milkshake.
Naturally it wasn't a test that she failed; she had never failed a test
in her life. Her mind kept going back to the bank robbery, earlier that
ay. The man with black hair and midnight blue eyes continuously haunted
her. Who was he? And why did he look so familiar? The swoosh of the
arcades doors, pulls her out of her deep thought as she looks up to find,
none other than the man she had been thinking about.
"Hey Darien!" Andrew greeted his friend, as he took his usually seat at
the counter.
"Hi Andrew." Darien returned the greeting, as he nods his head in thanks,
as Andrew places a cup of coffee in front of him.
"I see some one was up all night studying again…Unless some one has a
girlfriend and didn't tell me…" Andrew playfully teased him.
"Both you and I know that I don't have a girlfriend." Darien spoke up,
cutting him off.
Andrew smirks, as he walks off to help another customer that had just
walked up to the counter.
Darien's gaze turns to the girl who was staring at him two stools down.
"What are you staring at meatball head?" Darien asked annoyed.
Blinking, Serena blushes and reverts her gaze to her milkshake.
'I can not believe that I was so rude to just stair at him that way!'
Serena mentally scolded herself.
'Although, why did he keep my rose?' Serena mentally asked, as she
quickly looked back at the pocket in his green blazer, of which was being
occupied by the perfect rose.
It made sense why he had looked so familiar, since he was the constant
thorn in her backside. Guess when he wasn't wearing that old green jacket
and constantly yapping at her for some inequity or another he was quite
hansom.
Why was she cursed to live countless life times? Why couldn't she just
once live a normal life? It was a very lonely existence, even with
Trista's brief visit's thew out the centuries. She was even beginning to
like Darien's remarks, just because someone was acknowledging that she
was there.
Folding her hands in front of her Serena rests her chin on them, as her
mind bombarded her with countless questions.
"Why me?" Serena barley whispered, to any god or goddess that may be
listening out there.
"Why you? What is going threw your meatball brains now?" Darien asked
truculently (harshly).
Blinking Serena looks up at Darien in disbelief. Could she not have a
moment's peace with out him finding a way to intrude on her life?
"Why Me Darien? There are innumerable other girls out there to vex
(pester), with your unwanted plebeian (vulgar) remarks, and sarcastic
disposition." Serena retorted angrily.
Darien places his hands up in defense, eyes wide as saucers.
"Wow." Was all that he could say.
Covering her mouth, Serena grabs her belongings and rushes out of the
arcade.
'What have I done? I should not have let him get to me like that. He
must now know that the face I have been showing is just a colorful
façade (disguise)!'
Back in the crown arcade, Darien sat staring at the now closed automatic
doors. Where had all of that come from? Serena was a clumsy,
crybaby…wasn't she?
Paying for his coffee, Darien takes off running after the blond enigma.
After a few minuets of searching, he found her sitting on a swing in the
park, slowly rocking herself back and forth with her feet. She seemed
lost in her thoughts, as her cerulean blue eyes blankly stare a couple of
feet in front of herself.
Walking up to her, he takes a set in the swing, beside her. So deep in
thought, she still does not notice her new companion.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Darien finally spoke.
Gasping Serena looks at Darien.
"Go away Darien, I have had enough of your dry sense of humor, to last me
this life time." Serena growls, as she returns her gaze to the ground.
'This life time' ? What was she talking about? Shrugging Darien decides
to let it pass for the moment.
"Something must be wrong, if one of my comments are bothering you this
much. So what's bugging you?" Darien asked.
"What is bugging me? I will tell you Darien. You are my problem,
everywhere I go, there you are to treat me like refuse (trash). You
never give me a moment's rest; you have to put your two bits in….Never in
my entire life have I ever come across some one so mulish(pigheaded) and
infuriating!" Serenity ranted on, not once looking at Darien.
She had no clue to as why she was ranting on and on like this to all
people. But for some odd reason, whenever he disrespected her with his
cruel words, a little more of her died.
"What is with your speech Serena? You'd think that you're trapped in the
mid-evil ages." Darien interrupted her, not wanting her to continue.
Serena's eyes widen once again, she hadn't even noticed. Why was she
loosing control over her speech? Her identity as non-intellectual Serena
was basically torn to shreds.
"I do not know what you are talking about, Darien. If you had ever taken
the time to treat me properly, you would know what I am truly like."
Serena spoke curtly, as she stood and gracefully walked away. A regal
aura floating around her.
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
Once again I will wait till next Tuesday to post my next chapter...I hope that all of you readers will be kind enough to review my story.
THANKS!!!
Crimson Draggon ^_~