2002 Valentine's Special: Waiting for You
Part 3: To Win His Heart
By: Ghostwriter
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As Darien drove on, it became apparent that Serena was lying with her eyes wide open. The address she gave him was a ten minute drive from The Crown and a 20 minute walk from there. But at the speed that Serena was walking when he found her, she wouldn't have reached her home till sunrise.
'Umm – so what are you doing out so late?' Darien asked, trying to create some conversation. He steered to the left. 'Shouldn't you be home by now? Your parents ought to be very worried.'
'They are out visiting relatives,' Serena replied emotionlessly. There seemed to be a whirlpool of thoughts spinning in her mind and she couldn't think of anything but how close he was to her. 'They won't be coming back till next week.'
'I see.'
'So, how did you meet her?' Serena questioned after awhile.
'Who?'
'You know,' Serena hesitated. 'Your girlfriend.'
'Oh, I met her on the set.'
'On the set?'
'Yeah, I was her partner in one of the shows.'
'You're a model?' Serena asked incredulously. Darien nodded. 'Is it so hard to believe?'
'Ahh – no,' Serena said. Not with those mysterious blue eyes, dark silky hair, classic leading man features and that body to match anyway, she thought.
'Do you love her very much?'
'Yeah, or else why would I want to be with her?'
The words pierced through her heart like a poisoned thorn. 'What is it about her that you love so much?' she asked, fearful of the response she might get.
'She is bright, smart, graceful, and basically everything you're not, Meatball Head,' Darien offered, meaning those last words as a joke. Serena turned her gaze away from him, blinking back the tears that threatened to fall. She stifled a sob.
'Serena, are you alright?' Darien asked, concerned. Serena isn't even talking back when he called her meatball head. In fact, she hardly talked unlike a bubbly nature. He turned to look at the girl beside him and realized that she had puffy eyes and a red nose. It would have looked ugly on other girls it just made Serena look childishly cute.
'Nothing – I'm just having a cold,' she said croakily, not wishing him to know the truth.
'Okay…We're here,' Darien said as she pulled to a halt in front of a mansion. Serena quickly thanked him and ushered him off. Darien offered to see her in, but she said it is alright. Puzzled, Darien drove off in the dark.
It was already very late and most of the servants are asleep. She fumbled with her backpack for her keys. Losing the grip on the paper bag, it fell onto the floor with a crash. The sound of breaking glass echoed through the silence of the night.
Serena sat down and started to cry. This just proves what everyone had been telling her. She was just an immature crybaby who klutzes all the time. How can she compare to a wealthy, beautiful supermodel that is full of gracefulness and charm?
For what seemed to be an eternity, she sat at her doorstep, crying her heart out. For her heart seemed to be like the mug, shattered beyond repair.
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Her heart broke when he confirmed her fears,
From her eyes flowed crystal tears.
~ghostwriter~
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After what seemed an eternity, patter of footsteps approached her and the door swung open. A worried looking woman stood at the doorway, peering down at her. Her features were sharp and catlike and her petite frame contrasted with the bright hallway lights behind her. Her mane of black hair contrasted fell loose from its usual bun.
'Serena, what are you doing out there in the cold?' the woman scolded. 'You'll get pneumonia and that will be the death of me!'
'Oh Luna!' Serena cried as she threw her arms around the small woman. Luna only stroke the young girl's back as Serena continued to cry.
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'Luna, how can I compare to her?' Serena sobbed. They were in her room and she had confessed everything to Luna. Truly, this was a night of confessions to Serena. 'He said it himself; she is everything I'm not.'
'Now Serena, you shouldn't think of yourself like that, you're only sixteen. You're growing up. Soon, you'll be just like her, no even better,' Luna consoled. 'They would most probably have gotten married by then,' Serena hiccupped.
'Don't think like that. We won't know what will happen tomorrow,' Luna chided.
'What ever happens, Darien and I can never be together.' Serena started crying again.
Luna thought for awhile, 'Do you want him to notice you?' Luna questioned. Serena nodded through her tears.
'Then wake up early tomorrow and we'll do something about it. And no sleeping in,' Luna said as she tucked Serena in. Serena nodded sleepily and soon fell into deep sleep.
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'Luna, are you sure about this?' Serena asked worriedly surveying herself in the mirror. Her hair wasn't in their normal 'meatball' style. Instead, Luna had braided it loosely to the shoulder blades and let the rest of the tresses fall from the bun naturally naturally. Securing the bun with a beautiful hair pin, she stepped back to admire her work.
Serena's eyes were still slightly puffy from last night's crying. She was dressed in a deep blue halter top with a bright splash of pink across the front saying Cool Summer with a pair of very short white shorts. Summer holidays had already started. (I think that explains why she is able to sleep late last night without having to complete any homework.) Selecting a pair of blue tinted sunglasses from the drawer, Luna placed them on Serena's nose.
'There, that should cover your puffy eyes,' Luna said, surveying her masterpiece. 'Are you sure, Luna?' Serena asked dubiously. She stared at her reflection. 'Don't you think it's a bit revealing?'
'Nonsense, your mother isn't here,' Luna said mischievously. 'And you know I'm never wrong.'
Serena laughed. Luna had been her nanny since she was very young. In turn, she became Sammy's nanny and is how the housekeeper. She was always there for Serena, no matter what happened.
'Now, get out there and knock him dead!' Luna instructed.
'YES MAM!'
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'Oh, God – Is that Serena?' Mina gaped as the stunning blonde stepped into the arcade. The doors slid soundlessly shut behind her. Wearing two inch thick platforms somehow raised her height.
'Hey guys,' Serena said cheerfully as she sat down.
'Serena, what the devil has gotten into you?' Rei demanded.
'Huh?' Serena looked at them, confusion clearly etched into her face.
'What are you doing in that outfit?' Rei surveyed her with a critical eye.
'Oh,' Serena blushed slightly. 'Luna thinks it's high time I change my wardrobe.'
'Or is there something else?' Lita teased lightly.
Serena blushed even harder at that seemingly innocent comment. On her short walk to the arcade, she had attracted enough whistles and lewd remarks to last her a lifetime. Some rich snob had actually pulled up beside her in a totally cool looking sports car and offered her a ride with him. Serena had retorted, 'I would rather sit with a pig than you.' She was glad when she finally reached arcade. Not to mention it is pretty difficult to walk in two blocks of wood.
'Amy, what do you think?' Lita prodded the young genius beside her, whose face was hidden behind yet another thick book.
'She is trying to impress someone,' Amy's voice came from behind the book.
'And who would that be?' Lita continued to speak.
'Darien.'
Thick silence filled the air before the three of girls; save Serena and Amy exploded into uncontrollable fits of laughter. Serena's face turned into a deeper shade of red while the other girls continued to hold onto their sides, tears streaming down their cheeks. Even Amy had to stifle back a laugh.
'You're wrong,' Serena hissed to Amy across the table, fearing others might over hear this totally embarrassing conversation.
'Serena, the chances of Amy, Girl Genius being wrong is as high as an asteroid hitting Earth in the next ten minutes,' Mina said, as she wiped the tears away.
Serena seriously believed the latter might actually happen when she recall what had happened to her for the past 24 hours. From having full fledge confessions to Andrew and Luna, too attracting men on the street and right now she is sitting in this damned outfit that can barely protect her from the cold.
'I'm cold,' Serena complained as she rubbed her shoulders.
'Maybe Darien will appear and warm you up?' Lita wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
'LITA!' All the others shouted at her.
'What?' Lita looked around with feigned innocence. 'Speak of the Devil,' she continued breathlessly as she fixed her gaze at the door.
Darien Shields had just stepped into the arcade.
And hanging on to his arm is his gorgeous girlfriend and supermodel, Danielle Lexington. She was clad in yet another outfit and looked good enough to eat. She was showing more skin than Serena, something that the five of them had thought not possible. Dressed in a red tube top, baring her midriff and a pair of cut of denims, even shorter than Serena's, she carried herself with an air of superiority.
'Looks like the match is about to begin,' Lita concluded as she watch Danielle walk gracefully and purposefully towards them, skillfully maneuvering Darien to walk in their direction. 'I wonder who will win.'
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Disclaimer: I'm a ghost and ghosts can't really own anything beside their thoughts. So don't sue because there is no way you can sue a dead person. Thank you.
Hey People!
I'm back! Hehe, this ghost has done some disappearing acts lately. But I'm back with more chapters.
I was very apprehensive about posting the chapter two because it sounds really corny to me. Yes, and I'm the one who wrote it, no less. But then, I'm glad no one is complaining.
This chapter is really short, I KNOW! But then, I'll like to keep you dangling on the thread for more. It's cruel of me, I know. But don't kill me just yet. I swear. All the really good scenes are after this. And thanks again, for all the support you have rendered on this invisible ghost with and overworked imagination that has yet to be noticed. And I'll send you my books if they ever get published. HAHAHA!
Oh God, I think I just went mad.
Haunts of Love,
GHOSTWRITER…