The Lesson | By : EveAlli Category: Sailor Moon > General Views: 9576 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ok, here's chapter three people. I won't do a long intoduction to this one because I'm so late with it. Please forgive me. I moved and just haven't had time to write. Here it is, loves.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon. I only own this particular story line.
Serena awoke the next morning, startled by a loud knock at her door.
"Serena. It's time to wake up if you want to make it to class on time." her father's voice thundered through the door.
"Yeah yeah... I'm up." She groaned. She was not a morning person.
"You know, you don't have to go today, if you don't want to, dear." Kenji tried to hide the worry in his voice.
"Dad, I will be fine, ok?" She was irritated, and entirely willing to convey it. "I'm going today. That's the end of it." She threw the covers off of herself and stood out of bed. "I might meet some nice people. I seriously doubt it, but hey, who knows?"
She removed her pajamas and headed towards her shower that connected directly to her room.
She loved it. She had never had a shower to herself before this. She had always had to share one with her brother.
The familiar feeling of guilt washed over her. "Sammy..." She whispered into the air. She crossed her arms over her chest and sighed. "I miss you so much." Her eyes began to water, and the all-to-familiar lump appeared in her throat.
"Shit!" Was all she said to herself as she faced the sink in the bathroom. She snatched up her toothbrush and brushed said teeth like there was no tomorrow, trying to get out some of her residual anger.
As soon as she wanted to kill everyone on the planet a little less, she rinsed her mouth and headed towards the shower.
After turning on the water and removing her underwear, she examined herself in the mirror.
Pale... scrawney... ribs everywhere and little to no breasts. This is what she saw.
It was true that she had lost alot of weight over the last two years, but no one saw as much of it as she did. She never wore skin-tight clothes like all of the other girls her age. Loose and comfortable is how she liked everything in her life. Nothing closing in too far, and nothing accentuated. This was how she wanted everything to be.
"I do need to start eating regularly again..." She told herself the same thing her father said, trying to make it sink in. She poked herself in the stomach, and it seemed to respond by growling. "Ok... at least breakfast today, that's for sure."
After showering, dressing and generally getting ready for the day, she headed out of her room and towards the kitchen.
Grabbing herself a cup of coffee, she popped a waffle in the toaster and waited. "God, what is this going to be like...? Hopefully I'll have friends here. No one knows about everything from before."
As she sipped her coffee, she totally forgot about the waffle until it started to smoke. "Damn it!" She practically tossed her mug on the counter as she made the toaster pop the waffle up. "Goddamned toaster... Dad, I thought were were getting a new one?!" She shouted to Kenji, who was in the next room. He came in, shaking his head.
"I know, dear, but it still kind of works and it was the one your mother had bought..." His sentence trailed off sadly. "It's ok, daddy, this one is fine. I'll just pay more attention next time." Serena smiled faintly and tossed the burnt waffle in the trash. "I'll grab something at school. I'm sure they have a breakfast menu or something. At least a vending machine."
She grabbed her winter garb, put it on, finished her coffee, and out the door she went. "Bye, dad. See you when I get home." She waved. "Ok, sweety. Good luck and try to make friends, alright?"
She waved her hand behind her. "I'm sure I'll be a huge hit." Her tone was less than sincere.
She entered the school as the first bell was ringing. (AN: At my HS, there was one bell at the beginning of school four minutes before class actually started to get kids to move their asses to class rooms.) She unfolded a piece of paper she had gotten after enrollment that listed all of her classes. "Eww... they have homerooms here? What a waist of time!" She sighed in frustration, then felt a feminine, but nonetheless large hand on her shoulder and turned around quickly.
The girl was tall, built like a wrestler, and looked like she'd kicked some ass in her day. "Don't I know it, but at least if gives us a little more waking-up time. Lita's the name!" She spoke loudly. "I haven't seen you around here before. You new?"
'Sweet, it's a woman!' Serena thought. 'The last thing I needed was some pimply-faced, hormone bomb of a boy humping my leg!' She smiled slowly. 'Don't blow this, Serena. She could be the only friend you make here.'
"Serena." She responded, shaking Lita's hand. "Is it that obvious?" She forced a small chuckle.
"Nah, you just looked kind of lonely and pissed off so I figured, you must be new." Lita reasoned. "Oh so people who attend here suddenly stop being lonely and pissed off? Boy am I glad I came to this school. There must be some magic in the basement somewhere!" Serena released in a sarcastic tone before her brain could stop her. This friendship was over before it began, she just knew it.
Much to her suprise, Lita just laughed. "You're funny. I meant they either make friends, or just get used to it, so it stops bothering them so much. Here, we're gunna be late if we keep talking much more. We have alot of the same classes, so you can follow me and I'll show you where they are. Mina has all the other ones, so I'll pass you off to her. She's really nice, you'll like her."
Before Serena knew what happened, Lita was dragging her off down the hallway to homeroom, and in that instance she felt something she hadn't felt since her mother died. She felt accepted.
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