BreaSenni Author's Notes: I came up with the title for this story from other fan fictions I have read. In most of them when they portray a light fluttery kiss they say butterfly kiss. I thought it would be a cool name for a story. As we know, I don't own Sailor Moon and am just using the characters for my story creations, so please don't sue me. Butterfly Kisses Serena Tsukino and Mina Aino ran through the crowds of students towards the big bulletin board that sat in the middle of Juuban High. " Lets see... hmm... Aha! I found it!" Exclaimed Mina as she tore a slip of paper off the board. " Hey Serena! I got to go and call in so I can see if I get this job, call me later when you have the chance!" And with that Mina was off, heading towards the school pay phones. Serena turned towards the bulletin board and scanned over the blue,green, yellow, and orange slips of papers. Suddenly her eyes landed on an inconspicuous slip of purple paper in the lower right hand corner. She tore it off the board and looked it over carefully. It read: WANTED! High School girls to model for exclusive clothing company. Pay is $25.00 a week and a $50 bonus if you are in the fashion show. Call 669-0987 or go to 567 Camden Boulevard on June 2 at 4:00 for try outs. Serena looked at her watch. 3:30. She could make it just in time if she left right away. She immediately ran towards the school parking lot, relieved that it was the last day of school. Serena hopped into her blue, Mustang GT Convertible and sped away towards 567 Camden Boulevard. ******************************************************* Serena looked in awe at the white Dutch colonial house that lay in front of her, beckoning for her to knock. Serena grabbed her purse and hesitantly walked up to the door, her skin crawling as she felt that someone was watching her. Dddiiinnnggg! Dddooonnnggg! She waited in silence until the door swung open revealing a man standing before her. He was very tall and muscular, with short black hair and piercing blue eyes. He looked not to be a day older than twenty. " Can I help you?" " Umm, yes. I am here for the modeling job." " Okay. The waiting room is the third door on the right." Serena walked towards the waiting room with a feeling of uneasiness because she could feel his eyes boaring down on her. She entered the room and was surprised to see only ten girls there. All would be heavy competition. " Okay girls," came a loud voice over the small intercom on the south wall. " We will now be moving into the dressing area where you will have your choice of one outfit to come out in and represent yourself in. Exit the room and the dressing room is the fifth door on the left." They all rose in unison and headed towards the dressing room. The room was elaborately decorated in red and gold with countless vases of roses scattered around the room. On the left wall was rack after rack of beautiful dresses and other articles of clothing. Serena placed her purse on a footstool and began to carefully look through the clothing.Ten minutes later she found the perfect dress. It was all white with an assortment of rose buds scattered on it. It was an off the shoulder dress that ended tight at the waist and then rolled over the hips to hang loosely around her legs. It came with a pair of strappy, open-toed shoes with a strap that secured right above the ankle and another strap running down the middle of her foot. They had 1/2 inch heels. Serena decked herself in these and then turned to the closest available vanity. Her complexion was pale so she thought to use it in her advantage. Serena took a bottle of body glitter and lightly put some on her eyelids and a sprinkle or to on her neckline and neck. She then added a soft pink lipstick. Serena's hair was another story. She took it down from the bun it had been in and combed it 100 times until no knots were left. Then she parted her hair into two sections. She wound her hair up into two balls on top of her head and let the long tails trail off behind her. She accented her blonde hair with two rose clips to help hold them in place. Just as she finished the intercom announced her name. " Serena Tsukino? Your up." Serena gulped and walked towards the stage door. She let out a deep breath as she opened the door and walked out. She looked out into the audience and found each chair was occupied with the fashion designers maids and butlers. They all let out a sigh of awe as she stepped out on to the stage, each person dazzled by her beauty. She presented herself well, not tripping or falling, and when it was over she went and started to pack her things. Beeeeep! " We have the results for the people who made the try outs. We are sorry to all who didn't make it and encourage you to try out next year." The voice paused, " And the people who made the cut were..." Well that is all for now but I will be back with part two of my story. _________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com