"You!" she glared at him as she placed her delicate hands on her waist,
"You moron!"
"Me? You're the one who kicked this shoe at my head! I believe you would be the moron in this situation."
"Well I think that you must have gotten a concussion because your thinking is out of line!"
"I'm out of line? You should be apologizing to me for kicking your little shoe at my head and then letting it hit me with out warning."
"As if! Now give me back my shoe!"
"I don't think so meatball head. Why would I give it back to you when you're just going to throw it or kick it at me once again? Besides, what if you deck some elderly lady or man crossing the street? Seriously Meatball head, I am doing you a favor by not giving you back your shoe."
"No you're not! Give it here jerk face!"
"Not until you apologize!"
"Never!"
"Then you'll never get your shoe back! See ya around Meatball head!" He started walking away from her towards the counter with her shoe in hand. The girl limped after him in her one sock and her one black shoe. He casually sat at the stool and smiled at his friend.
"Darien," his friend started, "you better give her back her shoe."
"Ah," he paused and smiled as he placed it on the counter as if to display it proudly, "I will when she apologizes for what she has done to me."
"Ahem."
"Yes Meatball head?" Darien asked coyly as he turned to face her flushed face. He raised an eyebrow and smirked at her red features.
"You know what I'm here for." She tapped her socked foot trying to look impatient but since no sound came out she quickly switched to her shoed foot.
Suddenly the arcade was filled with laughter as he watched her antics. She glared daggers at him as he turned back towards Andrew to order a cup of coffee. Swiftly she sat on the stool next to him.
"Eh Serena? You want anything?" Andrew asked with a winning smile.
"Sure, a triple scoop hot fudge caramel whipped cream brownie sundae please." Andrew's eyes leaped out of their sockets when they heard her order.
"Is that," his voice choked and he smiled weakly at her, "All?"
"Hmm," Serena paused and smiled viciously, "I will have Jerk face here pay for it since he has taken my shoe, so I'll add a plate of fries and a double cheeseburger with the works too."
"There is no way that I am paying for all of that!" Darien exclaimed as he turned to face her.
"Well unless you don't give me back my shoe," she let her voice fade off as she smiled sweetly at Andrew.
"Fine. Take your stupid shoe back."
"A ha! Andrew cancel the burger and fries please."
"Sure thing Serena."
"What? You weren't really going to eat all that food? Why I ought!"
"Excuse me?" A female voice interrupted the argument as she waved slowly at them. "My name is Deborah Walker and I just have to say that you two are perfect!"
"Would you stay out of this?" Darien and Serena both hollered as they turned to face the petite woman in a navy blue business suit. Her chocolate brown hair was pulled into a simple bun at the nape of her neck. In her hand she held a leather briefcase but her eyes smiled wildly at the two of them.
"No you don't understand I love your argument! It's s fascinating to watch and well I'm just speechless at the fire that cackles between the two of you." She delicately placed her hand on Darien's arm and smiled warmly at him.
"Huh?" Serena questioned, as she looked the lady up and down. Serena noticed with evil eyes that the woman had placed her hand on Darien's tense arm.
"For one I'm with her," Darien jerked his thumb to point it in Serena's direction.
"Oh I should have better explained myself. As I said earlier my name is Deborah Walker and I work at Main Stream Studios. I'm a talent scout there and I came to this arcade hoping to find young people who could become stars! I definitely believe that you two have got what it takes!"
"Well I'm not interested." Darien muttered darkly as he turned towards his cup of coffee. He tried to pull his arm out from under her grasp but stopped when he felt her nails dig in a little sharper.
"You think I can be a star?" Serena asked in disbelief.
"Here's your sundae Serena." Andrew replied as he placed it on the counter with a long spoon. Serena immediately reached for it to inhale as she normally does. Unfortunately for her a strong small hand decorated with rings pulled it away from her.
"I think not if you continue to eat like that." Deborah turned and glanced for someone in the arcade.
"You there! Yes you come here." She called out to a medium sized guy in grungy jeans and a raggedy old T-shirt. "This is for you. Eat it all up because it's my treat! Enjoy!"
"But I'm allergic to chocolate." He started to mumble.
"Enjoy it anyway!" she turned back to Serena with a wide smile on her face.
"Hey! That was my sundae you just gave away!" Serena cried indignantly as she glared at the woman who dare interrupt her precious food time.
"Look," she paused and glanced at her elegant wristwatch, "There will be time for food later. We need to discuss your future." She placed the briefcase onto the laminate counter and sat swiftly down on the stool next to Serena. "Your name is Selena right?"
"It's Serena."
"Whatever, Selena I work for Main Stream Studio's and I've been looking for someone like you to play a part in the newest movie."
"That's such bull!" Darien exclaimed as he turned to glare at the woman. "No one ever goes out scouting and choosing people randomly off the street. Serena I think you should kindly ignore this lady and wish her on her way."
"Darien, I don't believe I asked for your input on this issue!"
"Serena will you just take my word on it for once. I don't trust this lady!" Darien hollered as he turned her stool to face his. The woman scowled at him and she dug her red nails a little further into his skin.
"What?" Serena asked slowly. Deborah smiled at him and winked as if to taunt him in saying 'I always get what I want.'
"I just don't trust her because the movie studio's just don't send out scouts like that." Truth be told, the minute the woman had entered the scene and rested her hand on his arm had given him a creepy feeling. The same feeling he got whenever he knew Sailor Moon was in danger just this time it didn't feel as pronounced. Then when he tried to remove it she looked ready to kill with her woody brown eyes. Again he got that eerie feeling when she dug her nails in a little bit more as he tried to sway Serena away from this lady's proposition.
"And how would you know about movie studio's Darien?" Serena glared at him for ruining her chances.
"I intern at one. In the past year that I've been working there I've never, and I mean never, seen a talent person go out looking for 'fresh new faces.'" He mocked with a zealous grin at the woman that clearly stated 'I won this one!'
"Oh. You may have a point." She started but was cut off as the woman grabbed Serena's stool and spun her around to look at her.
"No! He may have had a point! Had being the key word here. It's the truth in the past studio's never sent out people like myself to find new talent," she scoffed and then continued, "Nowadays though we can't seem to find enough fresh faces and since I had heard of this local hangout for young teens I decided to check it out. I guess it's my lucky day then because I've found you and you." With that she stood up and walked past Serena to glare at Darien.
"Now young man you should show your elders some more respect. Ever since I've come over to talk to the two of you, you have been all protective of her and stuck your nose up in the air. Now honestly is there something you're not telling me, well more importantly how you feel for this girl? Then again, that's not my problem or my business. I'm strictly here to find new people for out upcoming movie and I think you two would fit the parts perfectly. Now why won't you two come down to the studio with me for a general audition? And it all goes well you will both have contracts," she smiled and then quickly added, "With your parent's consent of course. So what do you say to that? My bosses might even not like you two so you have nothing to lose."
"Look lady I've tried modeling under a contract and I hated it so I have no intention of signing my soul, time, and body to you!" Darien abruptly stood up leaving half of his coffee untouched.
"I think not young man. You will be at the studio for the audition along with this young girl right here beside me. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes you have. You have made it crystal clear that I want absolutely nothing to do with you or your studio." With that Darien turned and walked out the door of the arcade with Serena in shock watching him.
"Mark my words Selena but Darien will be there tomorrow." The woman spoke icily.
"I highly doubt that ma'am because Darien is a very stubborn person." Andrew cut in. Serena shook her head in silent agreement.
"No, I'm sure of it, Selena be at the studio at noon," she paused and smiled, "for you audition and don't be late."
"Well to be honest with you Deborah I have my doubts. I've never seen Darien so uptight and I'm a little concerned so I'm not sure if I'm the girl you're looking for. I'm sorry to disappoint you." Serena mumbled as she walked out of the arcade slowly.
"They'll be there Andrew, if it's the last thing they do." Deborah hissed as she grabbed her briefcase and stormed out of the arcade with her heels clicking furiously all the way.
Well this was something I just felt like typing and I know exactly where I want to go with it! I hope you enjoyed it and if you did please review or drop a comment telling me what you think or who this random woman is. Since I didn't mention it earlier-Sailor Moon does not belong to me and that's the only place I'm gonna say it, other than that this story, original characters, and this plot line do belong to me in some way. Hope you enjoyed it because there will be more out soon with summer just around the corner!
Frozen Fire
"Me? You're the one who kicked this shoe at my head! I believe you would be the moron in this situation."
"Well I think that you must have gotten a concussion because your thinking is out of line!"
"I'm out of line? You should be apologizing to me for kicking your little shoe at my head and then letting it hit me with out warning."
"As if! Now give me back my shoe!"
"I don't think so meatball head. Why would I give it back to you when you're just going to throw it or kick it at me once again? Besides, what if you deck some elderly lady or man crossing the street? Seriously Meatball head, I am doing you a favor by not giving you back your shoe."
"No you're not! Give it here jerk face!"
"Not until you apologize!"
"Never!"
"Then you'll never get your shoe back! See ya around Meatball head!" He started walking away from her towards the counter with her shoe in hand. The girl limped after him in her one sock and her one black shoe. He casually sat at the stool and smiled at his friend.
"Darien," his friend started, "you better give her back her shoe."
"Ah," he paused and smiled as he placed it on the counter as if to display it proudly, "I will when she apologizes for what she has done to me."
"Ahem."
"Yes Meatball head?" Darien asked coyly as he turned to face her flushed face. He raised an eyebrow and smirked at her red features.
"You know what I'm here for." She tapped her socked foot trying to look impatient but since no sound came out she quickly switched to her shoed foot.
Suddenly the arcade was filled with laughter as he watched her antics. She glared daggers at him as he turned back towards Andrew to order a cup of coffee. Swiftly she sat on the stool next to him.
"Eh Serena? You want anything?" Andrew asked with a winning smile.
"Sure, a triple scoop hot fudge caramel whipped cream brownie sundae please." Andrew's eyes leaped out of their sockets when they heard her order.
"Is that," his voice choked and he smiled weakly at her, "All?"
"Hmm," Serena paused and smiled viciously, "I will have Jerk face here pay for it since he has taken my shoe, so I'll add a plate of fries and a double cheeseburger with the works too."
"There is no way that I am paying for all of that!" Darien exclaimed as he turned to face her.
"Well unless you don't give me back my shoe," she let her voice fade off as she smiled sweetly at Andrew.
"Fine. Take your stupid shoe back."
"A ha! Andrew cancel the burger and fries please."
"Sure thing Serena."
"What? You weren't really going to eat all that food? Why I ought!"
"Excuse me?" A female voice interrupted the argument as she waved slowly at them. "My name is Deborah Walker and I just have to say that you two are perfect!"
"Would you stay out of this?" Darien and Serena both hollered as they turned to face the petite woman in a navy blue business suit. Her chocolate brown hair was pulled into a simple bun at the nape of her neck. In her hand she held a leather briefcase but her eyes smiled wildly at the two of them.
"No you don't understand I love your argument! It's s fascinating to watch and well I'm just speechless at the fire that cackles between the two of you." She delicately placed her hand on Darien's arm and smiled warmly at him.
"Huh?" Serena questioned, as she looked the lady up and down. Serena noticed with evil eyes that the woman had placed her hand on Darien's tense arm.
"For one I'm with her," Darien jerked his thumb to point it in Serena's direction.
"Oh I should have better explained myself. As I said earlier my name is Deborah Walker and I work at Main Stream Studios. I'm a talent scout there and I came to this arcade hoping to find young people who could become stars! I definitely believe that you two have got what it takes!"
"Well I'm not interested." Darien muttered darkly as he turned towards his cup of coffee. He tried to pull his arm out from under her grasp but stopped when he felt her nails dig in a little sharper.
"You think I can be a star?" Serena asked in disbelief.
"Here's your sundae Serena." Andrew replied as he placed it on the counter with a long spoon. Serena immediately reached for it to inhale as she normally does. Unfortunately for her a strong small hand decorated with rings pulled it away from her.
"I think not if you continue to eat like that." Deborah turned and glanced for someone in the arcade.
"You there! Yes you come here." She called out to a medium sized guy in grungy jeans and a raggedy old T-shirt. "This is for you. Eat it all up because it's my treat! Enjoy!"
"But I'm allergic to chocolate." He started to mumble.
"Enjoy it anyway!" she turned back to Serena with a wide smile on her face.
"Hey! That was my sundae you just gave away!" Serena cried indignantly as she glared at the woman who dare interrupt her precious food time.
"Look," she paused and glanced at her elegant wristwatch, "There will be time for food later. We need to discuss your future." She placed the briefcase onto the laminate counter and sat swiftly down on the stool next to Serena. "Your name is Selena right?"
"It's Serena."
"Whatever, Selena I work for Main Stream Studio's and I've been looking for someone like you to play a part in the newest movie."
"That's such bull!" Darien exclaimed as he turned to glare at the woman. "No one ever goes out scouting and choosing people randomly off the street. Serena I think you should kindly ignore this lady and wish her on her way."
"Darien, I don't believe I asked for your input on this issue!"
"Serena will you just take my word on it for once. I don't trust this lady!" Darien hollered as he turned her stool to face his. The woman scowled at him and she dug her red nails a little further into his skin.
"What?" Serena asked slowly. Deborah smiled at him and winked as if to taunt him in saying 'I always get what I want.'
"I just don't trust her because the movie studio's just don't send out scouts like that." Truth be told, the minute the woman had entered the scene and rested her hand on his arm had given him a creepy feeling. The same feeling he got whenever he knew Sailor Moon was in danger just this time it didn't feel as pronounced. Then when he tried to remove it she looked ready to kill with her woody brown eyes. Again he got that eerie feeling when she dug her nails in a little bit more as he tried to sway Serena away from this lady's proposition.
"And how would you know about movie studio's Darien?" Serena glared at him for ruining her chances.
"I intern at one. In the past year that I've been working there I've never, and I mean never, seen a talent person go out looking for 'fresh new faces.'" He mocked with a zealous grin at the woman that clearly stated 'I won this one!'
"Oh. You may have a point." She started but was cut off as the woman grabbed Serena's stool and spun her around to look at her.
"No! He may have had a point! Had being the key word here. It's the truth in the past studio's never sent out people like myself to find new talent," she scoffed and then continued, "Nowadays though we can't seem to find enough fresh faces and since I had heard of this local hangout for young teens I decided to check it out. I guess it's my lucky day then because I've found you and you." With that she stood up and walked past Serena to glare at Darien.
"Now young man you should show your elders some more respect. Ever since I've come over to talk to the two of you, you have been all protective of her and stuck your nose up in the air. Now honestly is there something you're not telling me, well more importantly how you feel for this girl? Then again, that's not my problem or my business. I'm strictly here to find new people for out upcoming movie and I think you two would fit the parts perfectly. Now why won't you two come down to the studio with me for a general audition? And it all goes well you will both have contracts," she smiled and then quickly added, "With your parent's consent of course. So what do you say to that? My bosses might even not like you two so you have nothing to lose."
"Look lady I've tried modeling under a contract and I hated it so I have no intention of signing my soul, time, and body to you!" Darien abruptly stood up leaving half of his coffee untouched.
"I think not young man. You will be at the studio for the audition along with this young girl right here beside me. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes you have. You have made it crystal clear that I want absolutely nothing to do with you or your studio." With that Darien turned and walked out the door of the arcade with Serena in shock watching him.
"Mark my words Selena but Darien will be there tomorrow." The woman spoke icily.
"I highly doubt that ma'am because Darien is a very stubborn person." Andrew cut in. Serena shook her head in silent agreement.
"No, I'm sure of it, Selena be at the studio at noon," she paused and smiled, "for you audition and don't be late."
"Well to be honest with you Deborah I have my doubts. I've never seen Darien so uptight and I'm a little concerned so I'm not sure if I'm the girl you're looking for. I'm sorry to disappoint you." Serena mumbled as she walked out of the arcade slowly.
"They'll be there Andrew, if it's the last thing they do." Deborah hissed as she grabbed her briefcase and stormed out of the arcade with her heels clicking furiously all the way.
Well this was something I just felt like typing and I know exactly where I want to go with it! I hope you enjoyed it and if you did please review or drop a comment telling me what you think or who this random woman is. Since I didn't mention it earlier-Sailor Moon does not belong to me and that's the only place I'm gonna say it, other than that this story, original characters, and this plot line do belong to me in some way. Hope you enjoyed it because there will be more out soon with summer just around the corner!
Frozen Fire