Disclaimer: I wish I owned Sailor Moon! I would have all the Darien I could get my hands on! LoL But no… I'm just a sad girl with nothing better to do with her hols free time. Don't expect nothing good from this, I wrote it years ago! But, still, I hope you like it!

Chapter one: Preparing

The day I saw him I knew. I knew I would remember him, have his voice echoing in my mind, laughing… I knew I would hate him forever. I mean (for God sakes!) who the hell just bumps into you and starts insulting you out of nowhere? Ugh! It made me sick. All the mocking, the name calling, the laughing at my hairdo. Why me of all people? Why the silly 14 year old high school girl who gets nothing but F's and detention notes?

Oh, but you're right. "If you hate him so much and if he is such a jerk, why you keep thinking of him?" That's exactly my problem. I think of him too often. Lately I've come to think of how blue his eyes are, how nice he smells, how good his voice sounds. Sick, I know… First I started beating myself mentally when I caught my mind wondering with so dangerous thoughts. But have I told you how blue his eyes are? sighs

"So tell me again why aren't you coming to the masquerade dance?"

"You're not going? Since when?"

The park was nice and green this time of the ear. The afternoon sun perked through the trees and the grass was soft under my toes. Who can think of a better place to study? Did I say study? Ha! … Ooh! I hope Amy doesn't notice I'm not flipping the pages of my notebook.

All five of us came here this afternoon to study (and talk about the masquerade dance next Friday).

And yes I'm not going.

"Earth to Serena?" Rei's voice called.

"Hnn?"

"Why aren't you coming?"

"Because I don't want to!" I promptly said. True indeed. I don't want to go.

"But we all agreed in going!" Mina reminded me.

"Yeah! And where's the fun in going without you? Who else is going to get drunk and trip all over herself?"

"Rei… You can be such a pain sometimes." I simply answered, not on the mood to argue on such a beautiful day.

"Oh my God! Something's wrong with you Ser? No bickering!"

"Humpf!"

I don't want to go because I don't want to see him.

"C'mon Serena! It'll be fun." Lita started. Then her expression changed and a grin spread on her face. Not a good sign. "Unless you're afraid of seeing someone…"

"What? Who!" Mina nearly choked on her soda.

"No one! Lita, do me a favour: Shut your face!"

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I can't believe it's Friday already. Where did the week go?

Why? Why haven't I come up with a costume yet? I was planning on wearing an Arabian white knight one… Now where am I going to find that? sigh

Ring! Ring!

"Hello?"

"Hi Dare!" Andrew's cheerful voice welcomed me from the telephone.

"Hi Andrew!" I said grumpily.

"Gee… What's up mate? What's wrong?"

"I totally forgot to get myself a costume for the dance. Now I don't have anything to wear tonight. Wait! Let me emphasize that last part for you: I don't have anything to wear tonight. TONIGHT!"

"Chill out mate! I'm sure you can come up with something in a wink!"

"Well, I've already turned my closet inside out and I still can't find a single usable piece of clothing."

"Since when do you, Mr 'I never want' to go out because my life is lonely and I like it that way so leave me alone will ya!' cares about a single masquerade dance?"

Ouch! That was a pretty nasty one! "Because I want to go and have fun for a change. What's so wrong with that?"

True. I want' to have some fun.

"Oh don't give me that mate! You know full well that I always invite you to come along with Reika and me when we go out."

"Yeah! You don't have to remind me about your stupid blind dates!" Touché!

"Well, they were for you own good, one day you'll thank me."

"Yeah right! But that's not the point. Can't you see the emergency of the situation? I actually want to go and I don't have anything to wear!"

"Oh shut your arse up! I'm going there and help you out with…"

"Great! You're a life saviour!"

"But…"

I hate Andrew's 'but's'. "But what?"

"You'll have to tell me the real reason why you're so committed in going to the dance, or come up with a really good lie that even I will fall for it."

"I hate you Andy." I muttered

"Yeah! Yeah! Catch up with ya in 5 minutes okay?" And he hanged up.

I know I've known him for years now, maybe ten, I can't really tell for sure. But how the hell can he see right through me? It really makes me crazy.

Ugh! What am I going to tell him? I can't tell him the truth, can I? Then he would start lecturing me about God knows what he learns in his psychology course, and how he already knew about it, and how childish I'm behaving and yadda stuff like that.

…

Which is, well, true… But! Not the point here! What on hearth am I going to tell him? I know what you're thinking: "Just come up with something, the lamest the better." You don't know Andy! He is sick! He knows exactly if I'm ling or not and he can even come up with the reasons for the lye.

…

I want' to go because I want to see her.

…

Maybe I should just tell him that. He will find out anyway the moment she comes up with her friends looking even more amazing than she already does. I don't know how she did this to me. How she made the ice walls that took me so much time to build up around my heart melt. Then again, I think I know. It was with those little things she does naturally, that I've memorized and know by heart when or why she does them.

The way she curls a loose piece of hair… How she blushes slightly while doing it. The way she smiles, the way she eats ice-cream. sigh

ARGH! Andrew where are you?

Ding! Dong!

Finally!

§End of chapter one§

So! How was it? Lame, I guess… I'm no good with tittles so don't flame about them. Please review… 