Hello enthusiastic readers of all kinds. It has been a long time since my last update, I know, I'm sorry. But here is the next installment for my wonderful (at least that's what I think of it, He He) story, ready for your enjoyment. So read on.

Again I state a well known fact, I DO NOT OWN SAILOR MOON OR ANY OF THE RELATED CHARECTERS TO THE SHOW! IF I DID I WOULD BE A VERY RICH PERSON RIGHT NOW, AND I ALSO WOULDN'T HAVE TO STATE THIS AT THE BEGINNING OF ALL MY CHAPTERS FOR SAFTER PERCOSINS. HE HE.

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"Life Turned Upside Down"

By: Tranquill Moon Bunny

Chapter 7

[First Day Back To School] – [Private School] – [Serena's POV]

      Today, January 20th was the first day back from our wonderful three week vacation. I stood in front of my full length mirror, in my new room, in my new home for the next four years. It was strange living in a house as big as two high schools put together, maybe more. My new room had only been decorated slightly in the week I had been here. The girls had been helping me get settled, knowing how much I hated the idea of leaving my newly painted room, back in Virginia.

      Each had helped in their own little way. Lita baked the treats, for the two days we were stuck in the room. And I say again "Thank God". I'm not really sure about the cooks in this big white house, so I feel a lot safer eating Lita's great cooking. Besides the small point that I'm trying to get as much of it as I can, before they have to leave again.

      Amy, who besides being a genius, was a great painter. So she helped me with the actual wall painting. This time I decided to do a moon in one corner, surrounded by the night sky, which gradually turned into sunset on the opposite corner of the room, with a sun, of course.

      Mina seemed more of a cheerleader then anything else. We let her mix the paint and pour it into the palates. I love her, but I would not trust her with a paint brush. Anyways, she had already gotten to go on a shopping spree for furniture and bed spreads. I must admit that the light blue, lacy bed spread, with little stars cut out everywhere on the top layer, really went well with the theme of my room.

      Raye did her usual, and turned into her bossy self, telling us what, when, and how, to do everything. Good thing I've grown a back bone in the last two years, or I would of started crying instead of grumbling about it, then following her orders. Raye can be very intimidating when she wants to be, and she usually wants to be.

      Anyways, back to the present situation of determining if I should burn the uniform first, or the school. Yes, I use to have to wear a dorky sailor school uniform in Japan, but at least it never felt like I was going to show my underwear if I bent over to far. And then the Sailor Moon uniform comes into your mind, and your try to remind me that nothing can get any shorter that that moon skirt, but I tell you now, that this private school skirt seemed even shorter than that.

      We had received these uniforms yesterday, when we stopped by the school, on the way to the mall, for a quick emptying of wallets and capture of butterflies. The uniforms consisted of a really short plaid skirt and vest, with a white cuffed button shirt, and black blazer with a little patch on the breast pocket that stated what horribly snooty extremely expensive private school I was about to enter. Thank goodness Lita, Amy, Raye, and Mina would be there for support. We would be are inseparable group of freaks again. Not my words, these are the words of upper classmen in Juban schools. I would never think of my friends as freaks. Myself on the other hand, I may consider that a fact, if these stupid dreams I keep having every night don't go away soon.

      Again, back to the present, It's time for me to join my friends at breakfast. I've finally come to the conclusion that is shall wait until a week to make my decision of burning my uniform and the school. Do you think Raye could lend a little "flame sniper" to the cause? Ok, just asking!

      I walk slowly down the stairs, trying to remember where the dinning room is, when I spot the girls at the bottom. It looks like I've missed breakfast…again!

      We all get into that wonderful stretch limo, which no assassin would ever think held the presidents only daughter. My goodness, couldn't they just let me drive my beautiful convertible to school. I mean, it's not like a kidnapper will all of a sudden, just happen to stop at the same stop light and recognize me, pull out his gun in full view and then somehow get me into his car, so he can drive far away. Hello, we are not in an action movie. We are in the really unbelievable true adventures of Serena.

      When we got to the large stone school "three blocks" from the white house gates, we got out calmly and elegantly. We spoke in Japanese up until we made it to our separation point. We all had different home rooms, and even then, we didn't have a class all together, unless you count lunch as a period, which if you think it's not, then I say you are an idiot. No offense.

      The girls might not have been in my 1st period class, but the Devil's spawn was. Darien, who would be finishing up his last semester of senior year at my school, just happened to decide to sit right in back of me. Darien was going to be as alone as myself, this period, because Andrew, who I had only met once before and new I liked instantly (as a friend), didn't have this class. So it was only me and Darien. It wasn't the happiest time of my life, I can tell you that. And all started around here.

"Hey Meatball head, don't you say hi to your long time friends." He said with a smirk

      'He used that rude name again! Why can't he just be nice for once? What did I do wrong in my life, to cause this nightmare? I mean, I save the world for God's sake!' But I managed to put in a calm come back.

"Since when have I associated with the likes of a baka, in the presence of peers?"

"Oh, so in other words you're going to talk to me because I don't see any peers of yours! Do you?" Darien said with amusement written all through his face.

      I truly felt like calling Baral up, somehow, and telling a little white lie stating that this jerk was some long lost prince of the silver millennium. Knowing the kinda person Baral is, she wouldn't waste one second on getting this baka on her side. Anyways I could truly see them ruling the negaverse together.

"What do you want Baka? Do you always have to get under my skin?"

"It's what I do best Meatball Head!...Anyways, I just wanted to let you know now, that I'm hitching a ride with you and your friends' after school. I'm staying at the big white house until my parents get back from Texas." He laughed at the disgruntled look that had taken over my lovely and cheerful face.

      'Why am I being punished? Tell me why? Did I do something awful to someone important in my past life? Maybe the negaverse knows who I really am, and Darien here is just there pawn into making me kill myself instead of having to send more yomas! Yea, that's it!' My thoughts wondered away from the teacher's introductions for the second time.

      Actually, I really didn't here anything she said for the first 10 minutes, until she came beside my desk and told me to pay attention. She also threw in a few choice comments about my status not going to get me anywhere in this school, and blah blah blah. I wasn't really paying attention. Although I did notice that Darien looked thoroughly pleased with his devilishly handsome self…WAIT… Where in this tiny universe did that come from, and how did it get into my thoughts. Darien is not in anyway handsome… Then again, he does have a body like a Greek God!......AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

                  {Darien's POV}    

      The day hadn't started out as well as expected! I mean this whole co-ed thing, just got on my nerves. I had only been at this school for 35 minutes, and already the whole, or at least most, of the female student body found it their sworn duty to surround me and talk my head into exploding.

      Hey, I might have gone to an all boy's boarding school back in England, but it had one great quality. No Girls. Need I say more.

      Anyways, as I was telling you, I had been mobbed by a large group of girls, at the instant I stepped out of my car. Andrew, who would be thankfully coming to school with me, for the rest of the year, was taken by another group of ecstatic girls, ready to catch themselves a new boyfriend for the second semester.

      It didn't look like I had any hope of getting away from my fans, until a black stretch limo pulled up to the gates, and out stepped the newly appointed First Daughter and Her Friends. All eyes were instantly turned to the new comers. Guy's eyes were glazed over by these five gorgeous teenage girls in really really short school skirts. Girls just stared daggers at these so called women, who could easily steel the show.

      All looked like they belonged in the latest issue of 'Seventeen' or some other famous magazine. Serena surrounded by her almost would-be-protectors, slowly looked around the courtyard, curiosity showing in her eyes. She was stunning, what else can I say. She seemed to glow with confidence, even with all the death glares and lustful looks shown to her innocent eyes.

       I don't really know what came over me then, but I had the slightest inkling of red hot jealousy spring from somewhere deep in my heart. I mean, it's not like Serena belongs to me in anyway…well besides being the only one who was aloud to totally annoy her, besides her brother of course. I just felt this instant feeling of possessiveness towards this sweet innocent siren. Before I could even stop myself, I was giving some death glares of my own, to the guys on the lawn before me. They seemed to get the picture, because the soon coward away, heading inside to class.

      I shook my head, trying to clear my head of any lingering feeling towards my Meatball Head…Wait when did she become mine. Didn't I just establish the fact that she was in no way mine. This was getting out of control.

      Just then the Bell rang, and I gladly walked into my first period class, slightly dejected that my buddy would not be joining me in First period English. That is, until I saw the vixen, herself, in one of the seat in my classroom.

She seemed to be writing down something in a small little note book but she quickly closed it when she felt my eyes on her. She looked up at me and groaned quietly to herself, as I specifically chose the seat on her right. My mind making the excuse that I liked to be next to the window.

      I covered the noise of my thumping heart, with a quick talk with Meatball head. She didn't seem that happy. And I can tell you why, but you have probably already guessed. Yes, I made fun of her and on top of that, I went and ruined her day by telling her I would be staying at the white house for a couple of days. Hey, can I help it if my parents have to go to Texas to discuss things with the former president.

      I mean, I should be the angry one, I'm the one that got left in this boring place, while my parents got to go to exciting places around the country. I've never been to Texas. I wonder if they ride horses to school, like I've heard.

                 [Right after School]

      The Bell had finally rung. Their first gruesome day at this snobbish school was over and they all felt like celebrating with a nice old fashioned milk shake at the Crown Arcade. But no, they don't live in Tokyo anymore, at least one of them doesn't. They can't even go out and explore this city, in order to find a new hang out. They all had to settle for drinks made and served by the house staff. This was in no comparison to the girl's former hang out.  

      Serena, Mina, Amy, Lita, Raye, and Darien all piled into the built proof limo, disappearing from the view of their curious classmates. It had been a tiring day for all involved, and rest and relaxation was in order. Serena and Mina sat in the section in between the doors, while Raye, Amy, and Lita sat on the long side, facing the window. Darien chose the very front, mostly to get away from the gossip session happening as we speak. Soon Sammy was picked up from his Junior High, which left only the seat next to Darien for him to sit in. Anyways, it's not like he would have sat by his sister willingly.

      All was going extremely well, considering the circumstances, until the car abruptly came to a halt, sending Serena and Mina crashing to the limo's floor.

"You should really where your seatbelt Meatball Head, you might actually damage the few brain cells that work." Darien said, masking his concern for her well being, with a rude comment.

"Oh shut up Prince Baka! No one asked for commentary!" Serena stated, not really looking at her rival, but out the door window.

"I wonder what happened!" She spoke more to herself then to any of the 6 other people in the car.

      Her hand quickly reached for the window button, and brought it down, in order to talk to the secret service guy standing in a fighting position, in front of her door.

"What's going on, why did we stop?" She asked, receiving no answer, she tried again.

"HELLO, ANYONE LISTENING?"

"GET YOUR HEAD BACK INSIDE, NOW!" One of the men, rudely shoved her head back inside the automobile, sending her crashing into Mina, who had been trying to look out the window.

      The girls gathered together, as they heard the yells and screams from outside. Darien noticed it wasn't really a clinging of frightened girls, but more of a huddle. He really couldn't hear all of there discussion, but he did catch tidbits.

      The girls forgetting the rest of their company in the limo went into scout mode automatically, as the word Yoma escaped from Mina's mouth.   

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Just so you all know, Chapter seven and Chapter eight, were originally one chapter, but as I started to elaborate on this, in truth, very short chapter, it turned out to be longer then expected. I would like to state that this is like the half way point, in the original chapter's summery, but it seems that this half has turned out to be longer then the whole original entry. So that is why I am cutting it in half, and making two chapters. Enjoy, and please don't kill me for ending it as I did.

Please be kind to this writer and send me reviews. I really like your comments, and it helps.

OH and before I forget.

I would just like to state a little well known fact. Texans do not ride horses to school. I am a Texan through and through, and I have never seen any such thing done. I don't even know how to ride a horse, he he. So don't believe us Texans are still in the cowboy age. He he.