I'm not feeling at all well today.
I wasn't feeling bad when I got up this morning. In fact, I was feeling really good. It was a lovely day, one of those days that, when you open your curtains you smile and you just know it's going to be a good day. Last night we had experienced a horrific storm, but this morning were met with glorious sunshine.
Nothing had gone wrong, and I had no reason to believe it would.
Then I left the apartment building. That's when it all went horribly wrong…
First there was the rabid dog that could only have come from Hell, who lashed out at my poor unsuspecting legs while tangling his dog chain around said legs. All while I feebly attempt to balance a year's worth of papers in one hand and a red hot coffee in the other.
Once I've untangled myself, sparing not only myself but my precious papers and more precious coffee, my poor legs are splashed by some random passing car, who thinks it would be funny to double the speed limit AND go through the largest puddle in the street.
After pulling myself together, I turn to face my apartment building, which is no further than 100 yards.
The next five minutes are wonderfully uneventful, I finish my coffee while mentally reading through my notes for next week's Biology final. In my dazed stupor a bundle of… gold collides into me, and we both tumble to the ground. Of course as luck would have it, my notes for next weeks final fell into a deep puddle. Of course!
She was gone before I could catch her name, but she wasn't completely out my life.
The rest of the day was somewhat similar, I arrived late for school, my Biology final was… well… disastrous, pretty much reflecting my whole day. Then I was late for lunch, due to said Biology final, and I missed out on the pudding. Childish perhaps, but it had really been an awful day.
Finally, I left school, and headed for the Crown Arcade to whinge to my best friend Motoki. No sooner had I left school the clouds burst open and poured oceans of water onto my poor self. And of course, the instant I stepped into Crown, the storm stopped.
I spotted Motoki not far from myself, bending over a shimmer of gold huddled at the new Sailor V game. Brightening quite quickly, I walked over to make a jibe at my luckier friend, after the unlucky day I had experienced.
After a quick mockery concerning, him, the small blonde girl and his girlfriend Reika, the blonde turned.
"Odango Atama!"
But besides incredulity and amazement… there was something else. I've never ever believed in love at first sight, or lust either for that matter. But she… she was so familiar, like I had loved her before…
I was brought quite harshly back down to earth with a bump at the sound of my best friend's voice.
"Usagi-chan, this is Chiba Mamoru, Mamoru-kun, Tsukino Usagi."
"Mamoru," he had whispered later on, "You all right? You're not looking very well."
I wasn't feeling at all well to be honest. And I had felt so well when I awoke too.
Before I met Tsukino Usagi.
My sickness.
Retch. I was in a slump when I wrote this one!
