To super sailor Usagi: -yeah, it was a little weird writing that she had
pimples, they don't really fit her. But I couldn't think of anything else
to change about her
To silver moon serenity, secrets, and aurora: sorry, my chapters are kind of short. I have been writing the chapters in my spare time, and it isn't very much. I also just started to write here and I am trying to get the hang of things.
To Eo, silver serenity-81, Diane, daisy31, sailor morph, and Maiden Genesis: Thankyou for reviewing. I am sure that my writing isn't THAT good.
I love all the reviews. Thankyou!
Yeah. I think I am going to change this into a diary form. It's just too hard!
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Dear Diary,
My arrival at work today was so hilarious. As soon as I walked into the room, everyone's jaw dropped. The looks of surprise on those models were priceless. The response from Amy wasn't good though. She seemed angry with me for changing how I looked, saying that beauty was a shallow, superficial thing, and she thought that I had known that. I don't know what's wrong with her! Besides, it's not as if I had any choice in the matter. Well, I did, but I really wanted a change in the attitudes people take towards me. Even though it will only be because I am now 'pretty' any change is an improvement from before! Seiya, who is one of those friends of Darien, asked me out on a date. Of course, I didn't say no. He's not bad.but I would much rather it had been Darien that asked me out, then everything would be like those fairy tail romances where we fall in love and get married and live happily ever after. Speaking of Darien (well, I guess writing is better word choice here) I haven't seen him at all. I looked for him all daylong.I have been meaning to ask him why he did that yesterday. I have this awful feeling that he is avoiding me. Why should he though? Does he think I'll be angry that he gave me this awesome makeover? Or is it something else.
Well, I have to go search for something to wear tonight. I want everything to be perfect. It's my first date you see..
Love, Serena
Dear Diary,
So much happened that I need to tell you. I will start with my dress shopping. I went to the mall, and as soon as I entered this really nice boutique there were all these attendants all over me. I wasn't used to it, and all the perfume made me nausious. So I eventually just ended up with them doing everything for me. They were fighting over which dress I should wear, and the matching shoes and makeup to go with. It was kind of funny, watching them argue over silly matters such as whether or not silk was over rated and the cotton was too poor quality for my image. They found this really pretty blue dress that flared out at the waist and came down to my knees. The neckline was a little too low for MY liking, but hey, they said it looked good on me. They also gave me some high heel shoes that were really hard to walk in, but they made my feet look five sizes smaller, so I figured that it was worth the trouble.
On my way back, a couple of rival companies offered me a job as a model. I declined. I mean, that would totally be traitorous to Shields! (Not to mention if I become a model I might catch a certain guy's eye.) But the point is I am getting some unwanted attention. All I ever wanted was to have people treat me like one of them, not as if I was a lower life form, or a servant who only lived to do their bidding. I didn't expect reporters to follow me home asking if I was a celebrity. Honestly, that really did happen. My room mates thought I was some famous person that was entering their apartment to hide from the reporters, and it was funny how they got all nervous around me, and tried to straighten up our very messy apartment. I wanted to laugh in their face, because it was just yesterday that they had been insulting me and accidentally on purpose knocking all the books off my shelf and stepping on my feet whenever they passed by. I never told them that it was me. I kind of like their kissing up to me. Well, it kind of sickens me that they are such unintelligent little gits that are constantly offering me something to drink! I asked if I could change in the bathroom, and they said that I should use their roommate's room. My room is the neatest in the apartment. Although the real think the real reason is because they bathroom is so messy and has their hair that fell out clogging up the drain in the shower and stuff. My roommates, it's so funny, they pretend like they are young when they are old. Over the hill, deteriorating aged oh the names I could call them, if I had the courage to. Anyway, moving on from the repulsive topic of the two. I changed, and then left for the restaurant I was going to meet Seiya at.
The restaurant was really nice. It was an Italian restaurant of high quality. The kind that serves you wines, and has a quartet playing soft dinner music around a sparkling fountain. I met Seiya at the front. The next thing that happened was so embarrassing that I can almost not bear to retell it. You know those high heeled shoes that I said were really hard to walk in? Well, I tripped, and fell with my face landing in some nice elderly couple's spaghetti. The part of my face that was NOT covered in tomato sauce showed this deep red color. That's how embarrassed I was. Seiya started laughing, and laughing. I told him I could not see the hilarity of my predicament, and he said that he had done the very same thing previously and he had no excuse because guys don't wear high heals. The next thing I knew I was laughing too. After I cleaned up and came back to out table Sieya said that I should have left it on, and that I looked cute with it (sigh, corny I know, but that's the way this story is writing itself so far). That's the thing I like about Seiya. He's so open and easy to talk to. And sweet. And funny. I think I'm starting to fall for him.(for all reading, do not worry, this is going to be a Serena/Darien fic, not Sieya/Serena). We had a really good time, and when we got home we talked, and one thing led to another, and before I knew it we were kissing. It wasn't as I pictured my first kiss. I thought it would be like magical or something, you know with the fireworks going off everything. But it wasn't. It was.hard to explain. There just wasn't any feeling to the kiss. After the kiss I thanked Sieya for taking me and said I had a great time. He said that we should do it again soon. And then he left.
I like Seiya, but part of me still want Darien. I don't know if that will ever change, I've like him ever since I met him. I never thought there was any hope of him and me as a couple. But that look he gave me yesterday really confuses me. In any case, Seiya is too good for me to loose, and I don't even know if Darien ever thought of me as a possibility. So, for Seiya's sake, I have to forget Darien.
Love,
Serena
(Chapter's not done folks! The next entry is from Seiya)
Hey. Just got back from a date. I bet inquiring minds want to know who it is this time. It was Serena, this doll who works at Shields. I'm sure you say that you are surprised that I would stoop that low. But the thing is, she's changed. She's totally hot now! Once I get what I want I will probably dump her. And I always get what I want.
Sieya
*************************************** So now we know that Sieya isn't what he seems. Will Serena find out before it's too late? And what about Darien? Keep reading. BTW, I tried to make this Chapter longer, but this seemed like a good place to stop. Oh, I also need story advice about what should happen. Thankyou!
-Snow_pheonix
To silver moon serenity, secrets, and aurora: sorry, my chapters are kind of short. I have been writing the chapters in my spare time, and it isn't very much. I also just started to write here and I am trying to get the hang of things.
To Eo, silver serenity-81, Diane, daisy31, sailor morph, and Maiden Genesis: Thankyou for reviewing. I am sure that my writing isn't THAT good.
I love all the reviews. Thankyou!
Yeah. I think I am going to change this into a diary form. It's just too hard!
*********************************************
Dear Diary,
My arrival at work today was so hilarious. As soon as I walked into the room, everyone's jaw dropped. The looks of surprise on those models were priceless. The response from Amy wasn't good though. She seemed angry with me for changing how I looked, saying that beauty was a shallow, superficial thing, and she thought that I had known that. I don't know what's wrong with her! Besides, it's not as if I had any choice in the matter. Well, I did, but I really wanted a change in the attitudes people take towards me. Even though it will only be because I am now 'pretty' any change is an improvement from before! Seiya, who is one of those friends of Darien, asked me out on a date. Of course, I didn't say no. He's not bad.but I would much rather it had been Darien that asked me out, then everything would be like those fairy tail romances where we fall in love and get married and live happily ever after. Speaking of Darien (well, I guess writing is better word choice here) I haven't seen him at all. I looked for him all daylong.I have been meaning to ask him why he did that yesterday. I have this awful feeling that he is avoiding me. Why should he though? Does he think I'll be angry that he gave me this awesome makeover? Or is it something else.
Well, I have to go search for something to wear tonight. I want everything to be perfect. It's my first date you see..
Love, Serena
Dear Diary,
So much happened that I need to tell you. I will start with my dress shopping. I went to the mall, and as soon as I entered this really nice boutique there were all these attendants all over me. I wasn't used to it, and all the perfume made me nausious. So I eventually just ended up with them doing everything for me. They were fighting over which dress I should wear, and the matching shoes and makeup to go with. It was kind of funny, watching them argue over silly matters such as whether or not silk was over rated and the cotton was too poor quality for my image. They found this really pretty blue dress that flared out at the waist and came down to my knees. The neckline was a little too low for MY liking, but hey, they said it looked good on me. They also gave me some high heel shoes that were really hard to walk in, but they made my feet look five sizes smaller, so I figured that it was worth the trouble.
On my way back, a couple of rival companies offered me a job as a model. I declined. I mean, that would totally be traitorous to Shields! (Not to mention if I become a model I might catch a certain guy's eye.) But the point is I am getting some unwanted attention. All I ever wanted was to have people treat me like one of them, not as if I was a lower life form, or a servant who only lived to do their bidding. I didn't expect reporters to follow me home asking if I was a celebrity. Honestly, that really did happen. My room mates thought I was some famous person that was entering their apartment to hide from the reporters, and it was funny how they got all nervous around me, and tried to straighten up our very messy apartment. I wanted to laugh in their face, because it was just yesterday that they had been insulting me and accidentally on purpose knocking all the books off my shelf and stepping on my feet whenever they passed by. I never told them that it was me. I kind of like their kissing up to me. Well, it kind of sickens me that they are such unintelligent little gits that are constantly offering me something to drink! I asked if I could change in the bathroom, and they said that I should use their roommate's room. My room is the neatest in the apartment. Although the real think the real reason is because they bathroom is so messy and has their hair that fell out clogging up the drain in the shower and stuff. My roommates, it's so funny, they pretend like they are young when they are old. Over the hill, deteriorating aged oh the names I could call them, if I had the courage to. Anyway, moving on from the repulsive topic of the two. I changed, and then left for the restaurant I was going to meet Seiya at.
The restaurant was really nice. It was an Italian restaurant of high quality. The kind that serves you wines, and has a quartet playing soft dinner music around a sparkling fountain. I met Seiya at the front. The next thing that happened was so embarrassing that I can almost not bear to retell it. You know those high heeled shoes that I said were really hard to walk in? Well, I tripped, and fell with my face landing in some nice elderly couple's spaghetti. The part of my face that was NOT covered in tomato sauce showed this deep red color. That's how embarrassed I was. Seiya started laughing, and laughing. I told him I could not see the hilarity of my predicament, and he said that he had done the very same thing previously and he had no excuse because guys don't wear high heals. The next thing I knew I was laughing too. After I cleaned up and came back to out table Sieya said that I should have left it on, and that I looked cute with it (sigh, corny I know, but that's the way this story is writing itself so far). That's the thing I like about Seiya. He's so open and easy to talk to. And sweet. And funny. I think I'm starting to fall for him.(for all reading, do not worry, this is going to be a Serena/Darien fic, not Sieya/Serena). We had a really good time, and when we got home we talked, and one thing led to another, and before I knew it we were kissing. It wasn't as I pictured my first kiss. I thought it would be like magical or something, you know with the fireworks going off everything. But it wasn't. It was.hard to explain. There just wasn't any feeling to the kiss. After the kiss I thanked Sieya for taking me and said I had a great time. He said that we should do it again soon. And then he left.
I like Seiya, but part of me still want Darien. I don't know if that will ever change, I've like him ever since I met him. I never thought there was any hope of him and me as a couple. But that look he gave me yesterday really confuses me. In any case, Seiya is too good for me to loose, and I don't even know if Darien ever thought of me as a possibility. So, for Seiya's sake, I have to forget Darien.
Love,
Serena
(Chapter's not done folks! The next entry is from Seiya)
Hey. Just got back from a date. I bet inquiring minds want to know who it is this time. It was Serena, this doll who works at Shields. I'm sure you say that you are surprised that I would stoop that low. But the thing is, she's changed. She's totally hot now! Once I get what I want I will probably dump her. And I always get what I want.
Sieya
*************************************** So now we know that Sieya isn't what he seems. Will Serena find out before it's too late? And what about Darien? Keep reading. BTW, I tried to make this Chapter longer, but this seemed like a good place to stop. Oh, I also need story advice about what should happen. Thankyou!
-Snow_pheonix