Spin The Bottle
By Emmy
A/N: Hello peoples. This is Emmy. WARNING: This will contain S/S, and E/T. Okay?? I will only accept flames that have a well-rounded critique. So onto the story!!!!!!
THE INVITATION:
Sakura walks in the apartment she shares with Tomoyo. "Tomoyo! Mail!" Tomoyo ran out of the bathroom, half her make-up on, lipstick in one hand, magazine in the other, searching frantically all over the kitchen to see if YM came yet. (A/N: YM is a magazine for girls/teens/women) "Where is it?? Where.Is.My.MAGAZINE!" Tomoyo grew frantic. Sakura says, "Um.It's right in my hand." Tomoyo sweatdrops and says, "Oh. Sorry!" But Sakura was too busy reading a letter in her hand.
To: Sakura Kinomoto & Tomoyo Daidouiji
Where: 14 Lordanian Lane
When: Divide 12 by ½ and you'll get the date; Divide 2,331 by seven and you'll get the number of the month; the time is the exact minute the sun sets. (A/N For all of you who don't know this, well, I don't either, so I'll make it 8:27 PM. And the date is July 24th.)
We require: Formal dress with a change, in case weather permits for one of our games, and anything you would need for a whole night at someone's house. And no, this is not a sleepover. Well, yes it is.
Also required: Your presence, and any present under $25.00 but higher than $24.50. There is a particular store with gifts in this price range. It is located on 178 Merlinnd Avenue, and is called the 24 Store: Open 24 hours and all prices are in the 24-dollar range!
Also required: A sense of romance. Recommended: Wearing
Also required, especially for you two: A two-ounce can of cinnamon (Tomoyo) and two- once can of nutmeg (Sakura).
From: A caring stranger
"Hey Tomoyo! Do we know any caring strangers?" Sakura yelled up the stairs as Tomoyo made their beds.
"Caring strangers? Um, no!" Tomoyo said as she ran down the stairs. Tomoyo grabbed a granola bar as she ran out the door for her morning walk. She liked to jog around town every Sunday morning while Sakura went taught her writing class.
"Wait, Tomoyo. This is some strange invite. Maybe you can decode it into boy language." Tomoyo loved to date, while Sakura preferred to be alone. But when it came to a cute guy, they would both go wild. Sakura grabbed her backpack and walked out the door, looking for a caring stranger. After being satisfied, she skated her way to the writing class. She crossed Tomoyo a few times, saying hi, bye and going on. Sakura loved these quiet little skates she had. But sometimes it got lonely.
"Hi James! Hey Mark!" Tomoyo called out as she passed her many, many boyfriends. Since for almost six years, since she was almost sixteen, Tomoyo had gone from guy to guy, and was not single for too long. But now.she was single and ready to date. Unfortunately, most every guy she knew was taken. She was in a dilemma. She was single, but at her reputation, it would be bad to tell the world! What is a girl to do? (A/N: Sorry if Tomoyo sounds a bit snobby; She's just your normal Tomoyo, who is very popular with boys!)
Sakura skated out of her writing class, notebook in hand. "Of course, Deenie didn't know the monster about..." She read aloud. "There's something wrong with that." Sakura thought aloud. She passed a store with a gorgeous, sparkly white dress. I wish I could wear that, Sakura thought, But I just can't afford it, and I don't have a reason to buy it either. Sakura kept skating, and soon got to all the rich houses right before the apartments. The biggest, largest house in Tokyo was the Li Mansion. It was the oldest house, and the richest family lived there. The Li's and the Hiiragizawa's owned it. But it was called the Li Mansion even before the Li's bought it. She was dying to see what was inside. It looked (at least on the outside) like a great mansion to have a murder.
WHOOSH! A speeding car drove down the street. She caught a glimpse of a blonde woman and a boy about her age. She felt lonely, and she wanted a relationship. Maybe she'd meet someone at the party..
She got back to the apartment, and let herself in. Tomoyo was upstairs flipping through magazines while listening to Linkin Park.
"Hey! Tomoyo! Wanna go shopping?" "Sure! Let's head down to the mall!"
~*Syaoran and Eriol's POV, across town*~
Syaoran and Eriol raced past each other on their bikes, yelling out "Sorry!" and "Excuse me!" to any passerby they ran into. They had only lived here for a month, but to the people in Hong Kong, it was perfectly normal. Everyone was used to the Li and Hiiragizawa boys racing around all the time. Finally, both Eriol and Syaoran screeched to a stop, right in front of a pair of large gates.
"Ha! I beat you again!" Eriol exclaimed as Syaoran panted, wiping his brow, and taking large gulps of water from his water bottle. The two friends walked their bikes over to the rack, and jogged into the large mansion. Both boys' parents were very wealthy, and good friends. They decided to become partners, and buy a joint mansion.
"Master Hiiragizawa, Master Li, please come inside! Your mothers are waiting!" called Marie, maid.
"Oh damn! I forgot about the meeting with mom's friend!" Syaoran exclaimed as they neared the house. As they walked inside the vast mansion, they could hear three women talking excitedly.
"Hey Mom, Mrs. Li, how are you?" Eriol asked courteously, to give a good example to the lady sitting politely on the other couch. He punched Syaoran in a stomach, and a muffled, "Ow!" was heard as Syaoran did the same.
"Hello son, hello Eriol (A/N: This is Syaoran's mom). I would like you to meet our old friend from middle school. Mrs. Jane Long. Her son is upstairs in the game room."
"How do you do, Mrs. Long? What is your son's name?" Syaoran asked. He was interested, wondering if he knew any interesting people in town. It was getting annoying, seeing all those people all happy with friends, while he was stuck with.Eriol. Not that he didn't like Eriol, it was. Eriol got annoying!
Syaoran snapped out of his thoughts, and noticed Eriol, Mrs. Jane Walker, and his mother was staring at him. He must've been thinking for some time. "Hehe, come on, Eriol! We can't keep her son waiting!" he was so caught up in his thoughts that he never heard Mrs. Long's name.
"Stephen, you mean!" Eriol nudged him. "Oh. Yeah. Stephen. Well, let's go talk to him." Syaoran muttered as they both rushed out the room, through the long winding hall into the entrance of the large mansion. They raced up the staircase, Eriol laughing his head off about the scene in the cherry sitting room. When they finally got to the top, they each went different ways. Syaoran realized he went the wrong way, and raced back to try and catch up to Eriol.
Syaoran finally reached the game room, and could hear Avril Lavigne singing in the background as some "Yes!" and pinball sounds were heard, and some, "Whoa, even Syaoran didn't get that score!" was heard, making Syaoran steaming mad. HE was the pinball king, the one with the highest pinball score. Who was this Stephen dude coming and ruining his score?
Syaoran regained his composure, and walked into the room like the rich son that he was. He leaned against the pool table, and asked, as casually and coolly as he could, "Anyone up for a game of pool?"
Stephen looked up, put his pinball game on pause. (A/N: Can you do that? You can do that on the comp.)
"Huh? What? You must be Syaoran. I'm Steven. You must know that, because otherwise Eriol couldn't know." This Steven dude was one fast talker. As in getting everything that could be said said, and even things that didn't need to be said! Steven hardly stopped once he started, and Eriol and Syaoran gave each other looks. Syaoran tried to cut in, "Hey-" "But then again, you could ask me if I dated your girl.but you wouldn't be at home if you had a girl.you would be hanging out with her." "HEY! HEY! HEY!" Eriol yelled. "We need to talk too, you know?"
Steven looked confused. "Huh? Was that me doing all that talking? Yeah.RIGHT! I never talk! You guys must've been imagining things."
This kid must have been delirious or something. Couldn't he tell one person's voice from the others? He was weird. Or at least, Syaoran and Eriol thought so. But he was cool. Just a little getting used to.
"Um.hey, Steve. We're new in town, and we kinda need to go to some parties. Or at least get to know some people. Do you happen to know any parties going on in the next.month or so?"
"The next month? I know one in, like, four days! The twenty-fourth! It's this totally cool party with tons of chicks and super popular dudes. It's gonna be the place to be!'
"And you know this because." Syaoran asked, not feeling sure about this.
"I'm 'childhood friends' with the most popular dude in school. So I get invited all the time." Steve replied.
"Okay, can we come?" "Sure! Why not? Joe's lookin' for as many guests as possible. He wants to be the most popular, well known guy in town." Steve sounded like it wasn't a big deal. But to Syaoran and Eriol, getting to know anyone in town was a HUGE deal. They couldn't hit on any girls, because they didn't know where the girls were. They couldn't hang out with the guys, because they didn't know where the guys hung out. They didn't, literally, know anybody except for Steve.
"So you'll be there? The party starts at 8:37PM sharp, but you can come before then and hang out. Kevin a little wacky, do don't come later than 9:07PM. Auspicious minute, or something. I don't know. I'll tell him you're coming. We've got a hell of a lot of single girls coming to this. You'll find something to do if you get 'bored'." Steve winked.
"Uh.Hehe.Oh-Kay!" Syaoran said, rolling his eyes. Eriol did the same.
"Alright. We'll be there. But just tell me. Do we need to bring anything besides the essentials?" Steve looked confused, so Eriol added, "Toothbrush, change, sleepwear (AN: What else do I call it?), the essentials."
"Okay. Yea. That stuff." Steve was bored.
"STEEE-vie! Your father will get maaad!" Yelled Jane (Refer back to the beginning of Syaoran and Eriol's POV).
Steve headed down the stairs. Syaoran and Eriol stood at the head of the stairs, talking about the party. Mrs. Li closed the door as Jane and Steve Long sped out of the driveway.
"Eriol? Your mother and I need you and Syaoran to head down to the mall and pick up some things from the Wonder World furniture store. Could you please go now?"
"Um, sure Mrs. Li!" Eriol said. He and Syaoran raced down the stairs, grabbed their jackets, and headed to the garage. They jumped into the car and went on their way.
~*~*~*~*~ Okay peoples, how d'ya like it? My first romance/humor story, and my second CCS fic, please please pretty please R/R!!!! Five reviews till the next chapter!!! Thank you!! NEXT CHAPTER: Encounter at the Mall: -Syaoran and Eriol break three lamps.
-Sakura and Tomoyo win a contest.
-Steve and Kevin meet everyone.
By Emmy
A/N: Hello peoples. This is Emmy. WARNING: This will contain S/S, and E/T. Okay?? I will only accept flames that have a well-rounded critique. So onto the story!!!!!!
THE INVITATION:
Sakura walks in the apartment she shares with Tomoyo. "Tomoyo! Mail!" Tomoyo ran out of the bathroom, half her make-up on, lipstick in one hand, magazine in the other, searching frantically all over the kitchen to see if YM came yet. (A/N: YM is a magazine for girls/teens/women) "Where is it?? Where.Is.My.MAGAZINE!" Tomoyo grew frantic. Sakura says, "Um.It's right in my hand." Tomoyo sweatdrops and says, "Oh. Sorry!" But Sakura was too busy reading a letter in her hand.
To: Sakura Kinomoto & Tomoyo Daidouiji
Where: 14 Lordanian Lane
When: Divide 12 by ½ and you'll get the date; Divide 2,331 by seven and you'll get the number of the month; the time is the exact minute the sun sets. (A/N For all of you who don't know this, well, I don't either, so I'll make it 8:27 PM. And the date is July 24th.)
We require: Formal dress with a change, in case weather permits for one of our games, and anything you would need for a whole night at someone's house. And no, this is not a sleepover. Well, yes it is.
Also required: Your presence, and any present under $25.00 but higher than $24.50. There is a particular store with gifts in this price range. It is located on 178 Merlinnd Avenue, and is called the 24 Store: Open 24 hours and all prices are in the 24-dollar range!
Also required: A sense of romance. Recommended: Wearing
Also required, especially for you two: A two-ounce can of cinnamon (Tomoyo) and two- once can of nutmeg (Sakura).
From: A caring stranger
"Hey Tomoyo! Do we know any caring strangers?" Sakura yelled up the stairs as Tomoyo made their beds.
"Caring strangers? Um, no!" Tomoyo said as she ran down the stairs. Tomoyo grabbed a granola bar as she ran out the door for her morning walk. She liked to jog around town every Sunday morning while Sakura went taught her writing class.
"Wait, Tomoyo. This is some strange invite. Maybe you can decode it into boy language." Tomoyo loved to date, while Sakura preferred to be alone. But when it came to a cute guy, they would both go wild. Sakura grabbed her backpack and walked out the door, looking for a caring stranger. After being satisfied, she skated her way to the writing class. She crossed Tomoyo a few times, saying hi, bye and going on. Sakura loved these quiet little skates she had. But sometimes it got lonely.
"Hi James! Hey Mark!" Tomoyo called out as she passed her many, many boyfriends. Since for almost six years, since she was almost sixteen, Tomoyo had gone from guy to guy, and was not single for too long. But now.she was single and ready to date. Unfortunately, most every guy she knew was taken. She was in a dilemma. She was single, but at her reputation, it would be bad to tell the world! What is a girl to do? (A/N: Sorry if Tomoyo sounds a bit snobby; She's just your normal Tomoyo, who is very popular with boys!)
Sakura skated out of her writing class, notebook in hand. "Of course, Deenie didn't know the monster about..." She read aloud. "There's something wrong with that." Sakura thought aloud. She passed a store with a gorgeous, sparkly white dress. I wish I could wear that, Sakura thought, But I just can't afford it, and I don't have a reason to buy it either. Sakura kept skating, and soon got to all the rich houses right before the apartments. The biggest, largest house in Tokyo was the Li Mansion. It was the oldest house, and the richest family lived there. The Li's and the Hiiragizawa's owned it. But it was called the Li Mansion even before the Li's bought it. She was dying to see what was inside. It looked (at least on the outside) like a great mansion to have a murder.
WHOOSH! A speeding car drove down the street. She caught a glimpse of a blonde woman and a boy about her age. She felt lonely, and she wanted a relationship. Maybe she'd meet someone at the party..
She got back to the apartment, and let herself in. Tomoyo was upstairs flipping through magazines while listening to Linkin Park.
"Hey! Tomoyo! Wanna go shopping?" "Sure! Let's head down to the mall!"
~*Syaoran and Eriol's POV, across town*~
Syaoran and Eriol raced past each other on their bikes, yelling out "Sorry!" and "Excuse me!" to any passerby they ran into. They had only lived here for a month, but to the people in Hong Kong, it was perfectly normal. Everyone was used to the Li and Hiiragizawa boys racing around all the time. Finally, both Eriol and Syaoran screeched to a stop, right in front of a pair of large gates.
"Ha! I beat you again!" Eriol exclaimed as Syaoran panted, wiping his brow, and taking large gulps of water from his water bottle. The two friends walked their bikes over to the rack, and jogged into the large mansion. Both boys' parents were very wealthy, and good friends. They decided to become partners, and buy a joint mansion.
"Master Hiiragizawa, Master Li, please come inside! Your mothers are waiting!" called Marie, maid.
"Oh damn! I forgot about the meeting with mom's friend!" Syaoran exclaimed as they neared the house. As they walked inside the vast mansion, they could hear three women talking excitedly.
"Hey Mom, Mrs. Li, how are you?" Eriol asked courteously, to give a good example to the lady sitting politely on the other couch. He punched Syaoran in a stomach, and a muffled, "Ow!" was heard as Syaoran did the same.
"Hello son, hello Eriol (A/N: This is Syaoran's mom). I would like you to meet our old friend from middle school. Mrs. Jane Long. Her son is upstairs in the game room."
"How do you do, Mrs. Long? What is your son's name?" Syaoran asked. He was interested, wondering if he knew any interesting people in town. It was getting annoying, seeing all those people all happy with friends, while he was stuck with.Eriol. Not that he didn't like Eriol, it was. Eriol got annoying!
Syaoran snapped out of his thoughts, and noticed Eriol, Mrs. Jane Walker, and his mother was staring at him. He must've been thinking for some time. "Hehe, come on, Eriol! We can't keep her son waiting!" he was so caught up in his thoughts that he never heard Mrs. Long's name.
"Stephen, you mean!" Eriol nudged him. "Oh. Yeah. Stephen. Well, let's go talk to him." Syaoran muttered as they both rushed out the room, through the long winding hall into the entrance of the large mansion. They raced up the staircase, Eriol laughing his head off about the scene in the cherry sitting room. When they finally got to the top, they each went different ways. Syaoran realized he went the wrong way, and raced back to try and catch up to Eriol.
Syaoran finally reached the game room, and could hear Avril Lavigne singing in the background as some "Yes!" and pinball sounds were heard, and some, "Whoa, even Syaoran didn't get that score!" was heard, making Syaoran steaming mad. HE was the pinball king, the one with the highest pinball score. Who was this Stephen dude coming and ruining his score?
Syaoran regained his composure, and walked into the room like the rich son that he was. He leaned against the pool table, and asked, as casually and coolly as he could, "Anyone up for a game of pool?"
Stephen looked up, put his pinball game on pause. (A/N: Can you do that? You can do that on the comp.)
"Huh? What? You must be Syaoran. I'm Steven. You must know that, because otherwise Eriol couldn't know." This Steven dude was one fast talker. As in getting everything that could be said said, and even things that didn't need to be said! Steven hardly stopped once he started, and Eriol and Syaoran gave each other looks. Syaoran tried to cut in, "Hey-" "But then again, you could ask me if I dated your girl.but you wouldn't be at home if you had a girl.you would be hanging out with her." "HEY! HEY! HEY!" Eriol yelled. "We need to talk too, you know?"
Steven looked confused. "Huh? Was that me doing all that talking? Yeah.RIGHT! I never talk! You guys must've been imagining things."
This kid must have been delirious or something. Couldn't he tell one person's voice from the others? He was weird. Or at least, Syaoran and Eriol thought so. But he was cool. Just a little getting used to.
"Um.hey, Steve. We're new in town, and we kinda need to go to some parties. Or at least get to know some people. Do you happen to know any parties going on in the next.month or so?"
"The next month? I know one in, like, four days! The twenty-fourth! It's this totally cool party with tons of chicks and super popular dudes. It's gonna be the place to be!'
"And you know this because." Syaoran asked, not feeling sure about this.
"I'm 'childhood friends' with the most popular dude in school. So I get invited all the time." Steve replied.
"Okay, can we come?" "Sure! Why not? Joe's lookin' for as many guests as possible. He wants to be the most popular, well known guy in town." Steve sounded like it wasn't a big deal. But to Syaoran and Eriol, getting to know anyone in town was a HUGE deal. They couldn't hit on any girls, because they didn't know where the girls were. They couldn't hang out with the guys, because they didn't know where the guys hung out. They didn't, literally, know anybody except for Steve.
"So you'll be there? The party starts at 8:37PM sharp, but you can come before then and hang out. Kevin a little wacky, do don't come later than 9:07PM. Auspicious minute, or something. I don't know. I'll tell him you're coming. We've got a hell of a lot of single girls coming to this. You'll find something to do if you get 'bored'." Steve winked.
"Uh.Hehe.Oh-Kay!" Syaoran said, rolling his eyes. Eriol did the same.
"Alright. We'll be there. But just tell me. Do we need to bring anything besides the essentials?" Steve looked confused, so Eriol added, "Toothbrush, change, sleepwear (AN: What else do I call it?), the essentials."
"Okay. Yea. That stuff." Steve was bored.
"STEEE-vie! Your father will get maaad!" Yelled Jane (Refer back to the beginning of Syaoran and Eriol's POV).
Steve headed down the stairs. Syaoran and Eriol stood at the head of the stairs, talking about the party. Mrs. Li closed the door as Jane and Steve Long sped out of the driveway.
"Eriol? Your mother and I need you and Syaoran to head down to the mall and pick up some things from the Wonder World furniture store. Could you please go now?"
"Um, sure Mrs. Li!" Eriol said. He and Syaoran raced down the stairs, grabbed their jackets, and headed to the garage. They jumped into the car and went on their way.
~*~*~*~*~ Okay peoples, how d'ya like it? My first romance/humor story, and my second CCS fic, please please pretty please R/R!!!! Five reviews till the next chapter!!! Thank you!! NEXT CHAPTER: Encounter at the Mall: -Syaoran and Eriol break three lamps.
-Sakura and Tomoyo win a contest.
-Steve and Kevin meet everyone.