A.N. Hi everyone. I haven't received many reviews for this one so far. Guess no one is interested in it, huh? Ah well, that's life. At least you like my other two. ;-)

Icess

Quote: "Enjoy yourself. These are the good old days you're going to miss in the years ahead." –Anonymous

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or any of its characters. They all belong to Naoko Takeuchi, DiC, and many other big bad companies. However, I do own this story and it's idea!

Title: Moving On

Chapter: 3

Author: Icess

The telephone ringing in Serena's room startled her from a dreamless sleep. She got up groggily and mumbled into the phone. The voice she heard made her jump out of bed. "Brooke! Hey! Where are you guys?" She gazed at the clock on the bedside table and spoke into the phone again. "It's almost 6 o'clock. How far are you from here?" She listened for a few minutes before nodding and smiling brightly. "Oh, I met this guy that I know you'll just love. His name is Darien. No, you can wait until you get here to see what he looks like. You don't need me telling you how he looks. Oh, ok. See you in about half an hour? Ok! I'll be waiting."

Serena jumped up from the corner of her queen-size bed and ran over to her walk-in closet. Quickly opening the doors, she rummaged through her various choices of clothing for her club outfit. 'This is gonna be so much fun! Finally, I get to leave this house and party!' She thought excitedly. She chose a natural colored suede tie-dye halter-top that went along with a frayed zip-up mini skirt and a pair of white thong sandals. She kept her make-up neutral to her skin tone, which consisted of a tiny bit of blush and her favorite strawberry lip-gloss. As for her waist length hair, she left it long and flowing, while it curled at the ends. She stopped from her preparation and spared a glance at the clock. 'Oops! They'll be here in a few minutes. I'd better get downstairs.'

At the exact same time that she got to the foot of the stairs, the doorbell rang. "Coming!" She skidded to a halt in front of the heavy oak door and opened it. The sight she saw was heartwarming. All five of her very best friends were standing there, a rose in each hand. "Brooke! Thank-you!" Serena said, taking the yellow rose from Brooke Abbott who was a young woman of 5 feet and four inches; she had shoulder-length brown hair and sad brown eyes. She stepped inside and gave Serena a hug before evaluating her surroundings.

After Brooke came Merry Cross. She was 5 feet and 8 inches, a very intimidating height for most girls. Having the super-model figure, Merry had short blonde hair and bright green eyes. She also handed Serena a rose except it was of a soft pink color.

Then came Tabatha Eastman, all the girls called her "Tab". "Hello Serena," Tab said softly. Tab was a smart girl of 5 feet and 2 inches. She had shoulder-length red curls that bounced up and down when she walked, gray eyes completed the homely look of Tab Eastman. She handed Serena a white rose that brightened up Serena's face.

Dahlia Hogan came rushing in and gave Serena a bear hug. Surprised momentarily, Serena just stood there, and then laughed and hugged the girl back. Being the shortest of all the girls, Dahlia stood to be a total of 5 feet. With her sandy blonde hair and hazel eyes, she looked to be a little girl at times because of her sometimes-childish mannerisms.

Last but not least was 5 feet 6 inch, Amberli Lonko. She was a beautiful girl with long black hair and aqua colored eyes. 'Wow, I just thought of this… Amberli could easily pass for Darien's sister. Wait, until I tell her. She'll freak out.' Serena thought to herself.

"You guys, thanks so much for coming! I've missed you all so much! It's weird not seeing you everyday."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. We've been best friends since we were kids. Even my folks miss you, Sere." Merry said. Serena and Merry had been next door neighbors for a really long time. Serena and Merry's parents had been really close to each other too. When Merry's parents found out what had happened to Verenice and Dominick Olson, they were devastated. They brought Merry and her little brother, Camden, to the Olson's funeral services and donated money to Serena's brothers' college tuition account (even if he didn't need it) and to Serena's bank account so that she could find a place of her own someday soon.

"You guys, can we please stop talking about this depressing stuff? We're supposed to have fun tonight." Tab said, always despising subjects of conversation that made everybody cry.

"Yeah, really Sere. You shouldn't be thinking about this… wow." Brooke trailed off and everyone followed her gaze to the staircase. There stood Darien in tan khaki's, a black T-shirt, a pair of black Doc Marten's and a black leather bomber jacket (A.N. Talk about liking black, huh? Hey! At least it's not the horrid green jacket!). Jaws dropped as he smiled and made his way over to Serena to embrace her.

"Hi, Serena." He said, his voice husky. "Who are your friends?"

"Uh… th-this is Brooke, Merry, Tab, Dahlia, and Amberli. Girls, this is my friend Darien Stenson."

"Your friend, darling? Oh come on, I thought we were much more than that." Darien sighed, faking hurt. Jaws dropped again for a second time that evening.

Serena's anger rose and she tried to giggle. "Oh, you're silly Dare. Why would we be more?" Turning her attention to her friends, Serena told them to head up to her room, telling them the directions. Then, she grabbed Darien's arm and pulled him to the side. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

To be continued…

A.N. I guess this chapter was pretty boring. I have a bad habit of describing what people wear a lot. As you'll find out in the next chapter too. I can't help it though. It's fun!

Written on: June 28, 2002

Revamped on: August 18, 2005