Pretty Girl
A/N Hey guys this fic is going to be based off of one of my favourite songs, Pretty Girl by Sugarcult. I hope you guys like it. Anyways…on with the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS, CLAMP does, I also don't own the song Pretty Girl, Sugarcult does, I just love the song!
Chapter 1: Pretty Girl is Suffering
It had started off as just a bet. She was never anything special to him. She was just a pretty face. She never believed him when he told her she was beautiful. She was a challenge; he had always liked those. But she constantly accused him of using her! That was a problem in his plan…no matter what he did, she never trusted him. It took forever to get close to her; she always preferred to be alone. He never understood why she hated company. He had vowed to himself that he would break through her walls to get what he wanted. If only he knew how much he would make her suffer…
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Syaoran Li was with his friends. It was lunchtime and they were sitting around outside the school on a hill where they had a perfect view of everyone on the campus.
"Keiko Saiko?" his friend Ritsou asked them all.
"Too tall," was the response he got from another friend Fumihiko.
"You think everyone is too tall," Eriol responded.
"Well, I don't like my women tall," was Fumihiko's stubborn reply.
"You mean taller then you," Syaoran pointed out making everyone laugh and Fumihiko blush.
"Shut up! Not all of us were gifted with height!" he defended himself. And it was true because Fumihiko wasn't exactly the tallest guy around. For a senior in high school, he was one of the shortest people there at a height of 5'4. Almost everyone was taller then him except a couple of girls and a few freshmen.
"Man, how many years have you been saying that?" Takashi asked him sighing.
"Well you never have gone to a store and asked if they'd let you buy porn and have the clerk say to you "If you can reach it"…do you know how embarrassing that is?" Fumihiko continued to rant.
"No, and I don't think I'll ever have to worry about that happening," Syaoran said smirking at his friend.
"Well at least I've had a girlfriend!" Fumihiko yelled getting annoyed.
"So have I," Syaoran said while rolling his eyes.
"Yeah but mine lasted longer then a week or two."
"Didn't she dumped you later for a taller guy?" Eriol asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Will you guys lay off the height thing?"
"I could get a girlfriend anytime I wanted. I just never feel like it." Syaoran shrugged.
"Anyways…" Ritsou said after a moment. "Natsumi Amano."
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Caught here in a fiery blaze, won't
lose my will to stay.
I tried to drive all through the night,
the heat stroke ridden weather, the barren empty sights.
No
oasis here to see, the sand is singing deathless words to me.
The music blared into her ears. This was how she liked to spend her time, just her and her music. It was all she did during the day. To her, music protected her from the outside world. She didn't need anybody, especially friends.
She hated how all the people around her seemed to depend on friendship, like without friends they couldn't survive. What would they do if one day all their friends were gone? She never had to worry about things like that. The last thing she ever wanted was to rely on someone else. They would spend their time with their friends and partying, while she would rather spend her time alone in a place like her room.
Her room…the thought of it made her smile. It was her one favourite place in the whole world. It was her sanctuary, her fortress of solitude, her place of refuge. She couldn't wait to go back there.
The music continued to blare in her ears. It was hardcore day. It was a day where she played nothing but hardcore music. For some reason electric guitar and screaming music calmed her down; especially anything by Avenged Sevenfold.
She looked at her watch and saw that she had plenty of time before the bell rang to signal lunch was over. She had time to think to herself. This was the main reason she liked being alone. She liked to be at peace with her thoughts.
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It was after lunch now and all the guys were supposed to be in class. The key word here is supposed.
They were all ditching class, it was history so who really cared? It was history so therefore it already happened so what was the point in learning it? (A/N I don't actually agree with that! History is actually my favourite subject.)
"Do you think we're going to get busted?" Eriol asked while leaning up against a locker. They were in the boys change room right now deciding on what to do.
"If we do, who cares?" Ritsou shrugged.
"Well it could end up on our permanent record…that's never good," Fumihiko responded.
"There's no such thing as a permanent record!" Takashi exclaimed. "They use them as an excuse to scare kids into behaving so they can get somewhere in life. If they really did exist then we would be able to see them. They are our permanent records after all so since they are ours, if they are real we should be entitled to see them. But they don't let us which leads me to believe they don't exist!"
"What gave you an idea like that?" Syaoran looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"One of my lab partners told me it before," Takashi shrugged.
"Who was this lab partner and do we need to send them to a therapist?" Fumihiko asked curiously.
"Sakura Kinomoto, the teacher set us up," Takashi replied easily.
"Doesn't she like, never talk?" Eriol asked.
"Yeah but I made her have a conversation with me. And she ended up telling me she didn't believe in the permanent record. I don't remember how we got there…but I remember I thought it made sense."
"Oh…" was the response he got.
"Well we have to find something to do for a whole period." Eriol sighed.
"Forget about it, let's just go and do something. Let's be spontaneous," Syaoran said while starting to walk out the door. His friends followed him.
As they started to walk out of the change room they heard a voice.
"And shouldn't you be in history Mr. Li, Mr. Hiirigazawa, Mr. Yamazaki, Mr. Saito, and Mr. Tanaka?"
They all turned their heads to see the vice principal Orimoto staring at them with a frown. Before they could answer, he spoke again.
"I've been looking all over the school for you boys."
"What? Are you trying to stalk us or something?" Ritsou asked lamely.
"Did you boys forget that not showing up for class without a valid excuse counts as a skip? I've been looking everywhere to find out where you've been. Now that I know you've been skipping, detention with me after school. Try and ditch that and I'll make it three days, try and ditch one of those, and I'll make it ten. Do I make myself clear?" before they could answer he turned his back to them and walked away leaving them in the hallway.
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It was now after school and all the guys were sitting in detention. They were getting a little impatient waiting for Orimoto.
"What the hell is keeping him!" Eriol complained.
"Maybe he got abducted by aliens," Takashi suggested.
"Okay, I am really starting to wonder why I hang out with you," Ritsou said annoyed.
"I wonder sometimes too…" Takashi said after a few seconds.
Just then, Orimoto came into the room with an annoyed look on his face. "Really Miss Kinomoto, I expected more from you then just running in the hallways!"
A girl followed him into the classroom dressed in nothing but black and a pair of headphones on her ears. She had emerald green eyes that were surrounded by eyeliner. She was actually very pretty, but the dark colours, blaring headphones, and dark make-up showed off an anti-social statement.
Sakura Kinomoto went to the back of the detention room and sat down at a desk. The boys in the room started staring at her until Orimoto spoke.
"I see you have all seen your new companion for the next half hour. Don't make a habit out of this like she has. Detention starts now!"
Everyone in the room was silent for a long time. The only sound in the room was the blare from Sakura's headphones. After a little while Orimoto stood up.
"I have to go make a call. None of you leave this room!" and he left them.
"Man, I should have known she would be here!" Fumihiko hissed over at them.
"What did you expect? The girl has had detention everyday her whole life since grade four," Eriol sighed leaning back in his chair.
"I think she's kinda hot," Ritsou admitted.
"You like Kinomoto?" Takashi asked.
"Hey don't go that far. I'm just saying she's not that bad looking," Ritsou defended himself.
"She is pretty. But she's always alone." Syaoran said quietly.
"Yeah, you're right about that," Eriol nodded.
"Hey Syaoran how about a bet?" Fumihiko said after a moment of silence.
"What kind of bet?" Syaoran asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You know how at lunch time you said you could get any girl you wanted if you felt like it?" he asked to make sure he remembered.
When Syaoran nodded he continued. "How about you go for Kinomoto?"
That statement made everyone stare at him. "Are you crazy?" Eriol questioned him. "She doesn't talk to anybody let alone date."
"That's what makes it a challenge…right Syaoran?" Fumihiko raised an eyebrow at him.
"I'll do it." Syaoran agreed after a few moments as he looked over at Sakura sitting in the back; she didn't seem to be paying attention to them at all.
"Awesome man!" Fumihiko exclaimed as he and Syaoran shook hands.
"Just you wait man. I'll have her completely in love with me." Syaoran smirked.
"Yeah sure." Fumihiko rolled his eyes.
Syaoran every once in awhile would sneak glances back at Kinomoto to see if she was paying attention to them. She didn't seem to be; she seemed to be off in her own little world.
Little did he know, she had noticed him looking at her.
"What are they planning…?" she thought to herself.
TBC
A/N Here's the story. I'm working on two others right now so it might be hard to have all of them in a working progress at the same time. But I'll only keep this story up if it's popular. I just love the song Pretty Girl so I thought I should make a fanfiction to it. It's only fair after all right? Anyways…remember to read and review! Ciao!