She hurriedly got up from her seat and ran as fast as she could. She didn't want to believe what had just happened. Something just didn't seem right...his attitude towards her had changed somehow. He wasn't the same person. He seemed more distant... more...
::sigh::
I guess I can stop here for now. It's getting late. Maybe I should start getting ready for bed.
"Naoko!"
"Yes mother?"
"Are you getting ready for bed?"
"HAI!"
Naoko got up from her chair and started towards her bed. She paused for a moment and sighed to herself again. I hope one day I could show my story to Sakura. She said she wouldn't mind reading it...
A tapping at her window disrupted Naoko's thoughts. Trembling, Naoko carefully pushed aside her window curtains and was ready for the worst. Who would come to this window? She wondered. After all, its not like I am on the first or second floor...
As she began to open her widow, she glanced downward hoping to she a shadow or something. However, she saw nothing.
The next morning at school everyone was talking about what they heard on the news the previous night. They were talking about the killing of another teacher and student at another American school. Naoko saw Sakura flinch every time they said the word kill. She decided to make a mental note to herself: don't write about killing or death.
"Hi Naoko!" Sakura said.
"Hello Sakura!" said Naoko.
"How has your story come along? I want you to hurry up and finish writing it so I can red it!"
"Well, you're in luck! I am almost done with the first chapter. You can read it tomorrow."
"Wow," exclaimed Tomoyo, "I didn't know you were writing a story. Can I read it too?"
"Ya! Sure!"
Tomoyo got excited, and then asked, "What is it going to be about? Dragons? Or Ghost! Sorry Sakura. I forgot."
Sakura started shaking at the sound of dragons and ghost.
"Well, I wanted Sakura to read it too, so I couldn't write about that."
Tomoyo's face fell.
"Actually," began Naoko, "It's about a group of people that are stuck in many love triangles. There is going to be love and betrayal, hate and indifference, and a whole lot more. I am planning to publish it if it doesn't sound to bad."
"You mean there isn't going to be any monsters or anything?" said Tomoyo in such a low whisper that even Sakura who was standing next to her didn't hear.
"Well, as you know, we are older now. It's not that I have stopped writing about that; it's just that I wanted to try something different. That's all.
N/A: hey! I want you to tell me what you think! Tell me if it sound good or bad. If you want me to continue I will. But if a lot of you review by telling me it was bad then I won't continue. I really hope you like it. This is going to get more interesting. I promise.