4. Bad Dreams
"Wow, Serena you look tired?" Andrew said as the blonde haired 14 year old slumped onto a stool.
"Well we know it wasn't because you were up studying last night…" Darien said as he leaned back a seat over.
"Shut it Darien. I didn't get much sleep last night."
"Oh whys that?"
"Bad dreams." She answered.
"What were they about?" Andrew asked.
"Well…" She thought for a moment. She had to be careful about what she said, even though she was tired. "Have you ever almost lost someone you cared for, but then they came back?"
"You mean like a pet?" Andrew asked.
"Kind of…but a person." Serena said.
"What does that have to do with it?" Darien asked.
"Well…" She said looking cross.
He stared at her; her face was kind of cute when she thought really hard.
"I have a…friend…who almost I almost kind of lost last night…but then he came back and I was really happy…"
"He?"
" A friend?"
The men looked at her with confusion. So meatball head was interested in a guy that almost died? Sounded extreme; if she was trying to be vague she was doing a poor job of it.
"And then I had nightmares all night that he really did die." She said kind of blushing while looking depressed.
"Wow sounds intense Serena." Andrew said.
"Kind of…" She said yawning. "But it's okay because he's fine, and hopefully I'll see him again tonight!"
"Well here's a milkshake on the house, to help cheer you up." Andrew said smiling as Serena lit up at the sight of the sweet drink.
Darien thought for a moment. Suddenly it came back to him.
He almost died last night…or he thought he did. He had a dream that he was Tuxedo Mask, and he'd almost drowned trying save the scouts from some guy named Jadeite. She couldn't have had the same dream? No, she couldn't have been there. If he really was Tuxedo Mask and not just fantasizing about being him…there was no way Serena could have been there.
Must be that same guy that she doesn't know what eye color he has. He laughed to himself…the relationship sounded hopeless.