What's Different on the Other Side
By melaniemelmelgirl
Hey peeps this is my second fanfic, I plan for this to run about 8 chapters, we'll see how much I feel like writing, and how fast the story unfolds!!!
Well, enjoy, and if you like it, review!!! I'm still looking for a beta reader, so send an email to if you'd like to
apply for the position!! Enjoy!!
Hello.
My name is Sakura Kinomoto.
I am 15 years old, and have only one friend.
Her name is Tomoyo Daidouji.
Why only one friend, you ask?
Well, I'll tell you why.
To put it simple, I am a nerd.
A freak, retard, spaz, whatever you'd like to call me.
My dear friend Tomoyo is also a nerd.
Which is kind of ironic, considering her mother, Sonomi, is the head honcho of the Daidouji Toy Company, and is rich as sin.
But Tomoyo likes to keep a "low profile", as she says.
As if having five bodyguards is "low profile".
But they're for protection, as she has many haters/terrorists/competition in the toy industry, and Sonomi wants to protect her only daughter.
They help protect me, too.
Tomoyo could be very popular if she wanted to.
But she says that even though she is very rich, she could never be like that.
I see what she means.
Seperating my eyelashes with a safety pin and cheering in the worst of weather isn't my idea of fun either.
But it is for Yumi Rezonuki, THE most popular girl in school.
A.k.a. bleached blonde, fake boobs, ego bigger than the planet, slut, dozens of little drones, many fanclubs, you get the picture.
And with all that makeup on, she is not a pretty sight.
Yet half the guys in school seem to think otherwise.
On count, she has had 732 relationships since kindergarten.
And she's the one that leaves the guys heartbroken.
Pretty good for a girl who's only 16.
But whatever, I digress.
Anyhow, more about me.
I'm attractive enough I guess, pretty thin, have nice shoulder-length brown hair.
But I covour it up by wearing huge, coke rim glasses and only wear scratchy sweaters and plaid skirts to school.
So does Tomoyo.
I tell you, she is gorgeous beyond gorgeous, but hides it all.
She says that a popular life is not her life.
But whatever, we protect each other.
And keep a "low profile" as nerds.
Me, I have lived in Tomoeda, Japan all my life, and used to have lots of friends.
But when popularity hit in grade 4, I dropped it all and turned to Tomoyo, who used to be third grade's hottest thing as well.
We've been honor students and geeks ever since.
But we like it just fine.
You see, no one ever pays attention to us, except the popular students who like to taunt and tease us, so that's pretty good.
Okay, the bomb threats and anonymous murder notes we find in our lockers aren't so nice, but what can you do about it?
Only sit back and let them come in.
No one's ever actually hurt us, except verbally, so it's all good.
There's a saying that goes, "Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never hurt me".
That's true for the most part, but occasionally they strike us as painful.
But we're used to it by now, so it doesn't really have that much effect on Tomoyo and I.
But whatever, back to life:
"Beep beep beep beep" her alarm went off.
"Ugh", Sakura Kinomoto commented one Monday morning.
"5:30 a.m., blecch." She said.
"Oh well, I wanted to meet Tomoyo at the school library at 6:30, so I suppose I'd better get up".
Sakura reluctantly got out of bed, and opened her window.
"Ah", she said, the cool, fresh fall breeze taking the hot stuffiness out of her bedroom.
She inhaled a fresh, crispy wisp of it, and sighed.
"Oh well, better get ready", wishing that she could stand by her window all morning.
She went to her closed, and pulled out a geeky sweater and skirt set, and got her proper undergarments from her dresser.
Reluctantly, she got dressed.
Looking in the mirror, she slowly brushed her shoulder-length, wispy brown hair, and put it in a tight bun.
Sakura added no jewelry, besides her gold-ball earrings on her earlobes, and the locket her mother gave her before she died when Sakura was only three.
She then added her final touch, her nerdy coke-bottle rim glasses, and looked at her reflection.
A scrawny, hopeless girl with out-of-control hair in a tight bun, with no hope for a career in the fashion industry.
Oh well.
As always, this was as good as it was going to get.
She went to her bathroom, did her business, and brushed her teeth.
Sakura showered at night, so she didn't have to worry about that.
Stopping at her room, she grabbed her bookbag and quickly looked at the clock.
6:00 a.m.
She'd better go if she didn't want to be late.
Going outside, she yelled a goodbye to her father, Fujitaka, a famous archeologist, and her Oni-chan Touya, an undergraduate at Tomoeda University.
Outside, she strapped on her roller blades, and went down the street.
Making a quick stop at Starbucks, many glares of the popular crowd went her way as the entered the "hot spot" for the popular, and picked up her daily mocha and
blueberry muffin.
She drank her mocha and ate her muffin as she roller-bladed to Tomoeda High School.
By 6:25 she arrived at the library, seeing as Tomoyo wasn't there yet, she plopped down at one of the armchairs in the library, and brought out a geeky novel she had, and began to read.
She looked up, and, GASP!!!!
Sitting across from her was THE most popular guy in school, Syaoran Li!!
He was the future heir to the Li Clan, and was HOT!!!
Sakura gazed nervously at him, until Syaoran noticed her gaze, and said harshly, "WHAT?!?!?!?"
"Erm…….nnnn…nothing", Sakura croaked miserably, and returned her gaze to the book.
Syaoran scowled, and closed his book with a loud SLAM, and left the library.
Sakura peered over her book as she saw Syaoran angrily leave.
Tomoyo then entered the library, saw Syaoran slam his book at Sakura, and leave the library.
She passed by him, and he said hostily at her "watch where you're going!"
"Uh, sure", Tomoyo said unsurely to him.
Tomoyo quickly sat down next to Sakura.
"What was that all about?" Tomoyo asked, visibly confused.
"Well", Sakura said, "I sat down here reading, then noticed the Syaoran Li was sitting here, reading as well, and then he snapped angrily at me, slammed his book in my face, and left!"
"Why do you think he was in here?" Tomoyo asked, wondering.
"I have absolutely NO IDEA, popular students RARELY ever come in the library!" Sakura exclaimed, wondering as well.
"Well, no matter, let's start out biology project", Tomoyo said.
"Alright", Sakura said, and pulled her supplies out of her brown leather messenger bag.
Okay how was this first chapter? If you'd like, tell me in a review or email, and give me suggestions, please!! I appreciate it!!! I'll have the next chapter up on the 14th. Luv, melaniemelmelgirl.