Growing Up
amazongirl.747
summary: Four best friends called themselves the amazon quartet. Now their daughters continue the tradition. The origonal amazoness die, the girls are left to fend for themselves. The hardest task ahead of them is being able to stay together as a family.
i do not own sailor moon
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Chapter 3
In loving memory of Bernadette Andrews, Julia Hughes,
Cecilia Murray and Patricia Smith
The Amazon Quartet
(a/n part of the story, this is what's said on their tomb stones, as far as I know of, those aren't real people)
It hit them hard.
Basubasu, Junjun, Celecele, and Parapara dressed in black, stood over their mother's graves.
Who would have thought this could happen?
Apparently, Cele, Basu, Juno, and Para were in a car together when they were hit by some drunk drivers.
All of them were in tears. The only sound that was heard was Parapara. sobbing in Celecele's arms.
Junjun and Basubasu never really cried, although there was never a reason to cry. They were usually the strong ones. But this unfortunate event brought them both to tears.
The funeral ended an hour ago. It was around 5:00. A cold wind blew past them.
"We should get going."
The silence was broken. It came from Basubasu. She always tried to be the strong one.
Celecele and Junjun looked at Basubasu and nodded. As they left their mother's graves, not a word was spoken.
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They soon reached their street. Basubasu reached into her pocket, grabbed her key and unlocked the door.
Basubasu immediately went straight to the back yard to be alone. Celecele followed her example and went to her room. Junjun went to the dinning room leaving Parapara alone in the entryway. Silently she went to the living room.
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Basubasu P.O.V.
'How could this happen?' I thought as I sat on the back yard steps. I tried hard to swallow my tears, as if someone was watching me, but I couldn't control my self. 'I always tried to hide my tears. But you told me that being strong doesn't mean not shedding tears. How can that be possible?' As tears streamed from my eyes, I tried to wipe them away, but the more I tried, the more I cried. I then buried my face in my hands and cried hysterically.
'How could this happen? Why did you leave me? I need you mom, how could you do this to me?'
'You were going to teach me how to be strong.'
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Celecele P.O.V.
'Mom, why? Why did this happen?' I thought as I ascended the stairs to enter my room. I sat in front of my vanity and looked at my reflection. My eyes were blood shot red, my cheeks were rink all over, and my face was stained with tears. I turned away, disgusted at what I saw. 'We were going to go shopping, go to a real spa! You were going to teach me how to be beautiful.'
'But now I'll never know.'
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Parapara P.O.V.
'Mommy, no! Please don't go!' I thought as I gripped the pillow tighter. I was sitting on the sofa, the one mommy used to always lie on. I buried my head into the pillow and sobbed. I couldn't stop. 'Whenever I asked, mommy played dollies with me. She never said no. Not once.' Whenever I was sad, mommy's sugar cookies would make all my problems go away. 'I'll never have her cookies again. I'm all alone. No one will play dollies with me. No one is here.'
'I'm all alone.'
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Junjun P.O.V.
'This can't be happening,' I thought as I sat down at the dinner table. I looked to where my mom used to sit. 'She always got mad at me during dinner because of my bad manners. I know how to hold a fork, or cut with a stake knife. But I pretended like I didn't, just so she would get mad at me. She said that even if I'm an Amazon Girl outside, I need to be a lady at the dinner table. And then she would smile at me.' My eyes are still full of tears even though I've been crying for hours. I close my eyes and place my head onto the dinner table. Slowly tears started to stream down my face.
'You were supposed to teach me how to be a lady, but now,'
'You wouldn't be here to teach me.'
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(a/n the girls were around 6 here)
"Hey Barbra, come here, I found something," Janelle shouted across the attic to her best friend.
"What is it?" Barbra said as she ran over to Janelle to investigate their new discovery.
"It looks like some kind of box."
"Well, open it!" Janelle turned around and saw her other best friends Catherine and Paige.
Inside laid pictures, letters, diaries, and other mementos: years of memories.
The four girls went through the photos and saw their mothers' childhoods. They were in the attic for hours discovering the lives, times, and adventures of the Amazon Quartet.
a/n yay!! 3 chapters done! anyways, REVIEW