Subject: [SM] Moon's Little Fling 1
From: ONYX
Date: 6/6/1996, 10:28 AM
To:

=======================================================THU JUN 06, 1996 10.20.39

 OK, glad you liked it... The first two are considerably short compared to the l
atest ep so there really isn't much to read here.  Actually, it moves along a bi
t slow, basically it's introducing the story and developing the events that occu
red before what the fanfic describes.  But here it goes


                  "MOON'S LITTLE FLING"


"I am exhausted.... Who'd have thought studying was so tiring"
Serena stopped and looked at her test paper, a bold red 75 was
marked right below a huge "WOW!!", Ms Haruna had obviously become
excited when she saw Serena's score.  "What a drag, now mom's
going to fuss over it".  It used to be Serena dreaded going home
after a test because her score was usually under 50, but this
time she had studied a week in advance.  She hoped that if she
became brainy, Darien would take her back.  As she walked
home from school she thought, "All this work for nothing, he
didn't even look at it".

- -"I am soooo tired" She yawned and as she streched, she felt her
hand smack something.
- -"Owww! watch it will you?"  Serena turned around to face a
really cute guy rubbing his bruised nose and lip.
- -" Uhhh.... I am so sorry, I didn't mean to... Let me look at it"
She absentmindedly let go of her bookbag which landed heavily on
the guy's foot.
- -" Aaaaaaaaahhhh! what are you trying to do, kill me?!!" he
yelled as he jumped back.
- -"Hey! No need to be rude, I was just trying to help!"
- -" Help?? you call smashing my face in and crushing my foot
 help?? I'd hate to think what would happen if you were trying to
 hurt me..."

Serena turned beet red with anger. " I already said I was sorry,
what else do you want me to do?...Uuh! You know what? I should
not even have to apologize to a creep like you! I've got more
important things to worry about than your stupid nose and foot!!
AND GET OUT OF MY WAY!!!".

She started to walk away.  "I believe you were going THAT way"
said the guy with a bit of sarcasm in his voice.  Serena  stopped
dead in her tracks.  This was just too much, she tried and tried
and no matter what she did, people would always find a way to
make her feel silly.  She clenched her fists so tight her hands
became white. She felt hot tears roll down her face, the worst
part of it all was that this guy reminded her so much of Darien.

- -"It's OK, I didn't mean to make you cry, see, my lip isn't
bleeding anymore..."
Serena looked up and found the guy smiling at her.  It caught her
by surprise, she didn't notice he was wiping her tears away.
Just then a motorcycle rolls by and makes a sudden stop.  The
rider lifted the visor of his helmet, it was Darien.  Serena
realized she was in a compromising situation and pushed herself
away from the guy.

- -"Well Serena, I'm glad to see you're finally over your silly
crush". He gave her a very stern look, then looked over at the
guy holding her.
- -"Darien, I..."  Before she had a chance to say anything else
Darien sped away, leaving her even more embarrased.

- -"Darien...." She started running and before the guy had a chance
to say anything, she disappeared around the corner.  He noticed
her books scattered on the floor.

- -"So, your name is Serena..."


To be continued......

Comments will be appreciated.



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