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Standard Disclaimer: For the umpteenth time, no I do not own Sailor Moon.

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"Why do all the weirdo's come after me? Please tell me? Do I have a 'Weirdo's only' sign on my back?" I asked him rhetorically. I turn in a circle in a pathetic attempt to look at my back. Which is somewhat difficult. It's like when you have an itch in the exact middle of your back. It's always just out of a reach.

"Oh wait I know! I'm on one of those hidden camera shows! Of course! Now where is that camera……" I spot a group of trash cans sitting along the alley wall. Completely confident with my reasoning I march over to the trash cans and lift the lid.

"Ha! Got you….." Damn. Nothing. Then what other reason is there? I like to think I'm a good person. Usually. On occasion. Okay so my people skills could use a little work. Did you hear that God? I admitted my flaw! Are we square now?

"Are you ok?" I forgot about him. I lower my arms back down. They seemed to have floated upwards while I was chatting with the big guy. He probably thinks I'm crazy. He'll probably never come near me again…..Ladies and Gentlemen I think I just got an idea. I look up, imaging a bright, light bulb above my head. I slowly turn my head towards him, a sly smile on my face.

"Actually no. Bob seems to have disappeared." I turn my head from side to side, pretending to scan the alley way, looking for Bob. Bob was my pet rock in the 3rd grade. He ran away. I know what you're thinking. How can a pet rock run away? Well my dog ate him, and then my dog ran away so technically my pet rock ran away. My dog eventually came back but alas, Bob had already been released back into the wild, if you know what I mean.

"Who's Bob?" Darien asks, he starts looking around the alley way for my Bob. He eyes come back to me. A questioning look upon his face.

"There you are! What did I tell you about leaving without telling me? It's dangerous out here! You could have been kidnapped!" I yell to the air in front of me. I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing.

"Hi Bob. I'm Darien." I clench my jaw and my fists. That son of a bitch. He's mocking me. That sneaky little butt munch. Yes I did just use a third grade insult. I turn towards him and watch as he shakes hands with the air. I cross my arms over my chest and snort, turning my head away from him.

"Was that you? For a moment I thought wild pigs were on the loose." My jaw drops and my head turns toward him. I know I should have just left him standing there alone, giving the wind a hand shake. But I have this disease where I have to have the last word, no matter what that last word is.

"Okay, look, I'm sorry that you have some insane attraction to me but you're just not my type." That should put him in his place.

"Whoa there. Think you could put a leash on your ego? I was simply walking down the alley and noticed you. I just assumed you'd feel safe having a big strong man walk you home. After all we wouldn't want anything to happen to such a pretty young lady." He spoke in such a condescending way towards me.

Remember that time of your childhood, when you were on the brink of adulthood. So close to freedom and you knew it, and your parents knew it. But still, they had to prove they had even the tiniest bit of authority over you. All of a sudden I felt seventeen again, with my mother enforcing my midnight curfew.

The next thing that happened, occurred in such a blur I hardly remember thinking. I just remember watching my fisted hand shoot towards his eye. And then an immense pain shooting through my hand. Then all rational thought came back. I noticed Darien had taken a step back and he had his left hand over his left eye.

"God damn it! What are you, made of steel?!" I yelled at him. I probably shouldn't have said that to him. But holy crap my hand was throbbing.

"Me?! I felt like somebody hit me with a hammer!" We both looked at each other for a moment. Both our minds registering the words spoken. Then I started to giggle and he started to chuckle. Until we were both laughing hard.

"Look I'm crashing at a friend's. Why don't you come with me so you can put some ice on your eye." What the hell am I doing?! First I drop his clothes out a window, steal his money, flip him onto his back and then punch him in the eye? If we were in grade school I'd be pushing his face into the dirt. I need help.

"I knew it. You want me. The sooner you admit it, the sooner you'll be riding the looove train." Again my jaw drops. But before I can feel insulted my mind registers his last sentence. Did he say ride the looove train?

"Oh my God! Haha!! Did you just say that?! Haha I think I'm going to pee my pants!" I bend over, finding it hard to stand straight. Now I'm even holding my sides, it hurts so much from laughing.

"Eh…..screw you. I'm out of here." Darien started walking awkwardly away.

"No wait! Don't leave looove train!" That's it I'm on the ground now. You know how they say laughing is a good weigh to burn calories? I'm going to be ten pounds lighter by the time I stop laughing. I'm laughing so hard there are now tears in my eyes. Everything's a blur, clouded by my tears. I faintly remembering hearing him say "That's it." The next few moments just happened so fast.

I was just starting to get myself under control when I felt myself being hefted upwards and pushed against the wall opposite me. I was pinned. A brick wall behind me, a brick wall in front of me. No wait, there isn't a brick wall in front of me, it was Darien. He took my arms and lifted them both up above me and held them in place with his right hand. His left hand made it's way towards my waist where he wrapped it around me. He brought his face close to mine. I could feel his breath against my forehead.

He turned is face downward towards mine. He looks into my eyes. He really does have beautiful eyes. They're such a deep shade of blue, so intense. He slowly lowers his mouth to mine, closer and closer. A loud, shrill ambulance siren breaks the trance. And as I realize our close proximity I shove him away from me fiercely. I can't believe I actually allowed it to go that far. What is wrong with me?

I give him a dirty glare. The one that says, "Come near me again, and you'll start speaking like a gerbil on helium." Darien just looks at me with a smug smile on his face. He got what he wanted. He now knows that I find him attractive and that yes, I wouldn't mind going for a ride. But I smirk back at him. He won't win. And with that last thought in mind I start walking back towards Mina's.

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"Sere. Come on I know you're there. I called your place and Sammy answered. SERE! Pick up the phone now! Either pick up the phone or I'll give Sammy the pictures of you and that intern at--"

"Yes, fine, you win." I knew she had the negatives to that set. That lying little she-devil.

"No Sere, I am not a she-devil. I am flattered though." She was now laughing at me. What are close friends for again?

"Okay now that you know I'm here and alive we can end our conversation. Bye." Before I even move my finger to turn off the phone I hear her extremely angry voice.

"Girl, I know you're pissed at Sammy but don't treat me like shit. Remember whose place you're crashing?" I know she's right. I have no right to treat her like this. I just can't stop thinking about what happened in the alley.

"You're right. I'm sorry. I've just had a really fucked up day. First with the plane. Then my apartment and the way it smelled! Then that slut Darien. I can't believe he pinned me against a wall and….." Wait, I haven't told any of this to Mina yet, have I. Way to go Serena. I think I'll take a vow of silence.

"I knew it! Now tell me about the slut. And I swear Sere if you leave anything out I WILL know and you WILL be sorry." And so that was how I ended up on the phone for two in a half hours with Mina. Trying to convince her I did not want anything more than a possible one night stand with whom we've affectionately started calling "The slut."

"Okay well if you don't feel anything other than sexual towards him, why not screw him and get it out of your system?" Leave it to Mina to be perfectly blunt. I swear sometimes when I'm talking to her I think there's a man trapped in her body.

"You'd think it'd be that easy. But I can't. It's all about my pride. If I slept with him I'd be just another notch on his bed post. And I'm sorry but I refuse to be that. He's a pretty boy. You know the type. Thinks all he has to do is smile and the chick will just lay back and spread her legs. Well not this chick." I will never be one of those girls. I mean honestly. It's like all men think that women owe them that much. I love bursting their bubbles. Maybe I'm hostile but I always hear people say, "Whatever makes you happy."

"I understand completely. But who says you have to be the one added to the bed post? I mean, you do have a bed post do you not?" I knew Mina was my best friend for a reason.

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Ok well there's Chapter three. The only reason I wrote this chapter so quickly and got it out so soon was because of all your wonderful reviews. Thank you so much, you keep me inspired. All of you.