AN: I know, I know, another Sailor Moon fanfic. Please read, this one I will be updating and not letting it go on uncompleted. (Fingers crossed) Hope you like it.

Usagi was sixteen when she met Mamoru; two years of dating… she is presently eighteen. I put it this way, even though in the show she was younger because otherwise it makes Mamoru look really bad. I can't believe I am only thinking of this now. I mean I always knew they was such a big age difference, but a 14 year old dating a - at the youngest- 20 year old… yikes lol. Without the whole Princess/Prince knowledge that sounds unreasonable and thus unexplainable to Motoki. Why didn't Motoki ever say anything about their dating and ages in the show? Anyways enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or Grease or anything involving them. All songs used are strictly for fun and all credit should be given to its writers/performers. I do not take any credit for their wonderful works. If you want their lyrics look them up so the performers get full credit.

Usagi walked into her first period class and dejectedly sat down in one of the seats near the back of the classroom. She was feeling awful, no, worse than awful. Just a few days ago, she had broken up with her boyfriend, Mamoru. Or rather, he had broken up with her. She still wanted to be with him badly, but couldn't help but feel incredibly hurt by his actions. He had broken up with her for no apparent reason, and that crushed her more than she thought possible. Not knowing what she did wrong really confused and hurt her.

She felt someone brush up against her side, and she turned to see her best friend Minako standing beside her. Minako looked almost exactly like her, and many people thought they were sisters. They were definitely close enough to be sisters. Minako knew everything about her, and Usagi the same for Minako. Of course they were close with their other friends- Rei, Ami, and Makoto- but she and Minako were even closer. She of course, as well as the rest of them, knew about her breakup with Mamoru.

" How you doing, Usagi-chan?" she asked as she slowly sat down in the seat beside her, looking at her friend with sympathy.

" Not so good Mina… I miss him so much. He's all I can think about."

Looking away, she focused on the now full class. Her head was spinning and she felt tears start to well up in her eyes. She quickly blinked them back and then turned to face Minako again. She felt the tears well up again, and she tried in vain to hide them, but soon a few ran down her cheeks. She brushed them away.

" Look Mina… I thought I could handle this… but I can't," she paused and sniffled before rising to her feet and grabbing her bag. Her eyes now evident that she'd been crying, blinked back more tears, as Usagi managed to actually stop them for a few seconds while she made her way to the front of the class.

The few of her classmates who had turned to look at her a few minutes ago when she had been talking with Minako, watched her as she got up and made her way to the front. Trying to leave with as little attention drawn to her as possible, she lowered her head to try and block them from seeing her puffy, red eyes, and tear-streaked face. She sighed deeply, as her hurried towards the door, she was almost there. Ten seconds and she would be free to cry her heart out in the bathroom. Not looking where she was going, Usagi bumped into something and quickly went sprawling unto the floor. She fought the tears that came so close to pouring out.

Her eyes opened slowly as she heard a masculine cry of shock, and she stared at what was in front of her, staring at the thing that had caused her fall. To her shock, she saw black men's shoes, and matching dress up pants. Great, she thought to herself, not only had her teacher caught her leaving the class minutes before it was supposed to start, but she had bumped into him. Not daring to look up, Usagi mumbled an apology, still sprawled on the cold tiled floor, her long hair cascading all around her.

After a few seconds, she saw a hand lower itself. She stared at it for a second, for some reason not taking it right away. She moved her hand slowly towards his, captivated by it, and just inches before their hands touched, she jerked away as if scalding fire had burned her. She knew that hand. She knew that hand too well. Working up the courage to stand, she heard Minako gasp loudly. Apparently, her friend had only noticed his presence at the same time as she had.

Usagi felt the tears now running down her face. What on earth was he doing here, at her school, in her classroom? Her head spun and she quickly moved her hand to her head. Searching for any strand of dignity left, she quickly rose to her feet. She couldn't bear to look into his eyes again. Into those eyes that had harshly told her that he no longer loved her. Using all her inner strength, Usagi looked up at him. His eyes were staring down at her, big pools of midnight sky, looking both shocked and sad. Usagi didn't say anything, and neither did he. They just stared at each other for a second and then he coughed suddenly, and she averted her eyes.

" Are you okay?" he asked softly, concerned.

Usagi once again captured his gaze and she rolled her eyes. " Depends of what your version of fine is," she said harshly.

Suddenly becoming very aware of their surroundings, Usagi backed up a few steps. Not sure if the reason for doing this was because of the fact that her whole class was probably watching, or because the proximity to him made her heart race and her legs melt. She mentally berated herself. He had acted like a jerk to her and she still felt that way?

" Well… if you're okay, then I'd appreciate if you took a seat."

Usagi sent him dangers through her eyes. What was he talking about? Did he honestly think she was going to talk with him after what he'd said the other day, especially in front of her class? Where was her teacher anyways? Shouldn't he be here by now even if he was running late?

" What?" she asked both annoyed and angry. " I was just leaving," she said as she stood up to leave.

She heard a few snorts and bouts of laugher, but she failed to see the humor in this. Maybe it was one of those things that you had to experience as a completely uninvolved third party. She was about to squeeze by him, when she heard him sigh softly. Softly enough that only she heard it. She turned around and looked at him one last time.

" Class has already been delayed. Please have a seat… Miss."

Usagi's eyes must have bulged at this. As if it were an afterthought, he'd called her miss. He'd never called her that, not even when they had first met. No. He'd called her Odango. Her eyes burned with unshed tears knowing that she would never hear him call her that again. Sure, she had hated it at first, but then she'd gotten quite fond of it. Why was he pretending that he didn't know her? Why hadn't he called her by her name, or last name at least? And what was this about class being delayed and her having a seat?

" What the heck is going on?" she asked, her voice rising a bit as she said this.

Mamoru stared at her, only for a second, and then turned to face the rest of the class. She watched as he straightened his tie, and walked to the front desk. It took him a moment to regain his posture, before he smiled at the class and introduced himself.

" I'm Mamoru Chiba and I'll be your substitute until your teacher comes back. He is quite sick in the hospital, and while I am not allowed to issue details, I can say that he most likely wont be back until the end of the term," pausing he turned to face Usagi. " Now please… have a seat."

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