SMRLGN Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Revelation part 1
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--Monday, Yume Gakuen Middle School--

Morgan's POV
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I stared at the clock, chewing on the end of my pencil as the teacher droned on and on about...quantum...fraction...division...of sums...or something useless like that. On my left, Kathryn was doodling her Nightcrow thing. To the right, Kelly was asleep. Finally, the deafening bell rang throughout the large, stuffy classroom, and everyone got up immediately, even Kelly (which makes me think she wasn't asleep in the first place). How...typical. Nothing interesting ever happened at Yume, not that I want to jinx it or anything.

Kelly yawned and set her head on Kathryn's shoulder as we walked to the lunchroom, making the brown-haired artist laugh.
"Tired, Kell?" She asked.
"Yeah." The dirty-blonde replied. "I couldn't get to sleep last night."

We talked like that for a while, just like we always do. I wondered, vaguely, if this would ever have to end, this peaceful, strong bond between the three of us. Would my new...condition take up all of my free time? No, I didn't want that. I didn't want the transformation wand that was stowed away deep inside my backpack. I didn't want the strange memories of the hall of mirrors. I only wanted to stay Morgan Polansky. Sailor Destonia could wait. Or rather, I would pretend like she didn't exist.

Kathryn, Kelly, and I came into the cafeteria and sat down at our regular six-seater table. Our guy friends, Andy and Jack, were already there, their food gone despite the fact that lunch had only started ten minutes ago. Boys, I thought as I sat down between Kelly and Jack. I didn't touch my food, but instead stared at the table across from us. There, in all his fantastic glory, was Manny Holden. No one but Kelly knew this, but I had been in love with him since sixth grade. I loved his voice, his smile, even the way he walked.

The sad part was, he wasn't the only one I was staring at. In fact, there was no way I could look at him without being forced to look at...her. Michaela Thompson, lip-locking with my love like there was no tomorrow. They had been going out since the middle of seventh grade, and it hurt me every second. At the time, I was just jealous, but soon my jealousy turned into a complete, overshadowing hatred of Michaela. While Manny was kind to me, as he was to everyone, Michaela was just a bitch. In fact, I believe the word was made up specifically for her. For example, once last year she "accidentally" spilled her Coke on me during lunch, and it made an ugly brown stain on my white t-shirt. Manny tried to help me dry it off with some napkins, but Miss Bitch told him to leave it. I felt like ripping her face off, but Kelly got to her first. I won't go into details, but let's just say it took Kathryn, the principal, and two paras to pry her off of Michaela. I gotta remember to thank her for it...

So anyways, there they were, making out in broad daylight in front of the entire eighth grade. I couldn't pull my eyes away, no matter how much it hurt.

After a good few minutes, Michaela got up, probably to go to the bathroom to make sure her fake eyelashes hadn't fallen off. Manny turned back to his laughing friends and joined in the joke, whatever it was. They talked for a while, before Manny himself also got up. I heard him mention something about his locker.

That was when I broke. I sobbed my heart out, and could immediately feel my friends' arms around me. Why was I so unlucky? Nothing could make me feel better now. I felt like breaking. I stood up, shaking off my friends' hands, and ran out of the lunchroom.

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Kelly's POV
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I set my head on the desk and closed my eyes, not really caring about Mr. Camden's math lecture. It was probably just some useless thing that I wouldn't care about later. There was only one thing on my mind right then.

I thought about my experience with Dayta the weekend before. I was freaked out definitely. I mean, sailor senshi are supposed to be just fictional. Logically, there's no possible way that I'm Sailor Alpha. On the other hand, who am I to judge reality? Weird stuff happens every day, just within Yume Gakuen. Finding out you're not exactly supposed to exist...it might just be another day for someone else. Overall, I was absolutely ecstatic. It's every fangirl's dream! I was a sailor senshi!

The bell rang, and I sprang up, grabbing my books and Kitty's hand, pulling her out while Morgan followed suit. I let go, and set my head on the tall brown-haired girl's shoulder, yawning. The owner of the shoulder laughed.
"Tired, Kell?" Kathryn asked. I yawned again.
"Yeah. I couldn't get to sleep last night."

We went into the lunchroom and sat down at our usual table. I smiled at the boy beside me, Andy. He smiled back, and my heart did a 360. Needless to say, I really liked him. I had since the very beginning of seventh grade, when he stuck up for me after I tripped in the hall, and every laughed at me. He's been a good friend of mine ever since. Andy was lean and tall, and had a chocolaty-brown mop of perfect hair with thick bangs that flopped over his dark blue eyes, which were covered by sleek silver glasses. I listened intently as he chatted with his best friend Jack, every now and then asking me a question or for my opinion.

The next thing I knew, Morgan was crying.

I tried to comfort her, despite not knowing what was going on, and so did Kathryn, but that didn't matter. She got up and went out into the hall...rather quickly. I stared worriedly after her, and then glanced at Kathryn. She nodded, and we stood up.
"We have to go, guys. Sorry." I said to Andy and Jack. "See you later." They nodded, and went back to talking incessantly as I took Kathryn's hand. With that, we ran out after Morgan.