Chapter 1
Princess Consuela Bananahammock
Serena's P.O.V
Finally it's Saturday! No more school for two days great.
Shame it only seems to last for like a few seconds though.
Luna woke me up moaning at me, AGAIN.
Does she not realise how drained I got form the battle last night. I mean come on who I am Wonder Woman?
Hehe, okay I'm kinda like wonder woman. You know the whole super heroine thing.
But god, I am human after all. And as a teenage girl I need my beauty sleep.
I bet Artemis doesn't wake Mina up at the weekend. Anyway since I'm awake I might as well go to the crown.
There's nothing better to do.
As I was walking the ten minute walk to the crown I realised.
Why did being a sailor scout make me stop? I mean all the others still have hobbies and always have had.
Amy has her schoolwork (not exactly a hobby, but hey, each to their own).
Lita has her cooking.
Raye is training to be a priestess at her temple.
And Mina, well. She has many hobbies which range from boy stalking to her weekly drama class.
And then there's little old me. They all think I'm some stupid failure.
But not one of them has ever seen interested in what I like.
Yeah, yeah, they know I like pigging out and reading manga.
But I don't really, that's just me pretending to be someone I'm not. Take Darien for instance.
I know so much about him. And why? Because I ask him questions, I actually seem interested in him.
And I can't say the same about him. I bet he couldn't even remember my birthday if I asked him on the spot.
He'd have to think about it.
Oh my god, why have I let myself get like this? That's it, I'm not going to the crown.
I'm gonna go sort my life out. I'm gonna show all of them my full potential!
After about 15 minutes of walking and a bus ride I finally reached my destinations.
The big blue building in front of me bought back so many memories. Good and bad.
This used to be like a second home to me when I was younger.
I would come here almost every night after school, I just felt so at ease. I had friends here. I loved it.
I slowly approached the big wooden doors. Should I go in? Will anybody recognise me?
It's been four years, and hell have I changed! Oh well, I guess it never hurts to try.
I pushed the door open and silently walked into the hallway. The clicking of my shoes echoing throughout the room.
"Well, well, well what do we have here?"
'Oh god, not her, please not her.' I thought as the familiar voice drifted through my mind.
"Serena Tsukino. Girl, I thought you gave up years ago."
Yep, it was her. She was also a reason I quit. I hated her so much it made me want to gag.
I used to dread seeing her. She made my life a misery. But that was back then. I was a scared little girl back then.
Now I was grown up. I was stronger. I was Sailor Moon for craps sake.
"Carla how nice to see you." I said politely as I turned around to face the taller, oh no, now shorter than me brunette.
"I see you finally got up the nerve to come back here. Well, you might as well know. I rule this place now.
Not literally of course. I'm the leader, everyone plays by my rules. No one ever threatens me.
Well, lets just say if they do, they'd be running out of those doors faster then I could say Goodbye." Spat Carla as she looked up atme viciously.
"I see you haven't changed." I Sighed. "But I don't have time for this. Where's Suzie?"
"I guess you didn't hear."
"Hear what?"
"Suze passed away last year. Car accident. This place hasn't been the same since."
"Oh my gosh. That- that's terrible." I Gasped.
"Tell me about it. Now why you acting all polite all of a sudden. It was never like you to be nice.
Hell, you were one of the meanest girls I knew here Tsukino. You've gone soft."
"I have not gone soft." I Spat. "I've grown up, which you obviously haven't yet.
I don't have time for your crap anymore Carla. You aint gonna hurt me no more. That phase is long gone trust me."
"And what makes you think you can handle me."
"I don't think I can handle you Carla."I said with a sighmy eyes meeting with Carla's. "I know I can handle you."
"Oh yeah and how?"
"Carla. I was better then you'll ever be so stop going on at me and leave me alone okay?
You made my life hell once and I aint gonna let it happen again." I Screamed asI turned around and walked back out the door.
That's it. No more miss nice. I'm not pretending anymore. I'm not gonna act.
I'm gonna show the whole world the real me and boy, it's gonna be good.
Of course I'm not gonna suddenly turn into some super wacko bitch and betray all my friends.
No.
I'm just gonna show them what they've put me though without even realising it these past few years.
I know they didn't mean it but I still can't help the fact that I'm hurt and annoyed. Pissed off to be exact.
Especially now that I saw that bitch Carla.
Okay so you're wondering, who's Carla? Well let me just warn you, this is gonna be a long story…
It was five years ago, exactly a year before I became Sailor Moon.
I was 13 years old and didn't have a care in the world. I was popular at school.
Okay, so I wasn't the prettiest of girls but I certainly wasn't ugly. I had my friends and family around me.
I had my music. Which was the most important thing in the world to me.
Okay, okay so it sounds pretty boring. It's just music you say.
But to me it's so much more than that. I can play 4 instruments. Guitar, bass, piano and drums.
So really you could say I was pretty talented. But I wasn't just some girl who sat in the corner writing music.
Oh no. Like Carla said I was one of the meanest girls at that performing arts school.
Well, when I was on stage. I was a rock Chick. A proper in your face rock n roll chick.
I didn't show this side at school however. But as soon as I took off my uniform I would change completely.
I would take out my 'meatballs' and let my blonde – black streaked hair fall right down to my knees.
I would smother my face in make up. Full on eyeliner and mascara was my trademark.
I would wear vintage clothes. I stood out. I was proud to be different.
With my converse that went up to my thighs and pink leather mini skirts topped with bright yellow vest tops and orange fishnets.
And then my sacred pectrum earrings. I was definitely not your average teen.
I bet you didn't see that coming! And trust me. You should see the photos.
I guess My parents were glad when I have it all up. No more band practised in the garage, practically deafening the whole street.
No more going out and have people staring and pointing at me. No more guitar lessons, or bass lessons, or piano, or drum lessons.
But sadly, the day I gave it up a part of me died. The part that didn't care, that wanted to be different and stand out from the crowd.
The part that I miss the most about myself. The part that I am going to get back.
And with that I walked into the nearest salon. It was make over time. No more stupid 'meatballs'.
It was time to get wild! Goodbye Meatball head, hello rock chick!
Well what do you think? Love it? hate it? Let me know.
Anyway next time you get to see the scouts and Darien's reactions to Serena new 'look'.
Thanks for reading.
Princess Consuela Bananahammock xxx