AN: I know it's short, sorry. I hope you enjoy it. P.S. I don't own Sailor Moon
Lita glanced around the hallway as she inserted her key into the lock and twisted the doorknob. The floor creaked and Lita froze, expecting to see her landlady. She was late with the rent. Again.
Her chronic lateness at work had forced her manager to demote her; unfortunately the demotion came with a cut in pay. It was getting hard to make ends meet; she was going to have to get a second job.
A lawsuit was the last thing she needed. She thought of Serena. Perfect, pretty Serena. How dare she even think about suing her? Lita stopped midway from taking her jacket off and laughed bitterly.
This is what had gotten her into trouble in the first place, this jealousy and resentment. She had been envious of Serena for as long as she could remember. Serena had a family and love and security.
She never had to worry about food, Lita thought bitterly. The girl was always stuffing her face with no regard to those around her. She wondered how Darien coped or, more importantly, how Darien's wallet coped.
She felt a pang of regret at her thoughts and sat on the couch. It was impossible to hate her. For all her faults, or lack thereof, Serena was a good person. She never complained, never argued. She would try her hardest to make her friends happy, even at the expense of her dignity.
She was the best friend a girl could ask for and how had Lita repaid her? By casting her down, by mocking her because Serena made her painfully aware of her own shortcomings.
Even in Lita's love life Serena reigned supreme. For as long as she could remember, Lita had a crush on Andrew. He, like every other person in her life, preferred Serena. Soft, blonde, petite, perfect Serena.
There was no way he could like someone like her, someone who was big, rough, outspoken and loud. Lita was everything that Serena wasn't. Why would he even give her a second look?
Then along came Darien and Lita had thought that she might actually have a chance with him. Might actually be given a second look, but no, he only pined after Serena. Lita learned that lesson the hard way.
She just wasn't that kind of girl. That kind of girl would've gotten the guy. But Lita wasn't that kind of girl and she never would be. She lay on the bed and pulled the covers tight around her body and squeezed her eyes shut as she listened to the neighbors fight. She was alone in her world and she always would be, she thought as a tear rolled down her cheek.