The Other Version of CCS. (started on August, 2008)
AN: 1st: editing! Um... this is my first fan fiction. So don't get mad if it's bad. OK EVERYBODY, I DID SOME EDITING! I HOPE IT'S BETTER. COMPARED TO MY 6TH CHAPTER, THIS SUCKS ASS.
This is my second editing. A thing my readers should know…I am the jealous type. Just today, I noticed a story roughly about the same topic of my story (taking the original cardcaptor story and twisting it around)by an ex-fan of this story, published this June.
I've always asked why my story wasn't getting as many reviews as other stories. I have 25 reviews and not many people pay attention to this story. That story has 70 reviews.
I won't name any names or report, unless something goes out of hand.
So you can tell, I am pretty upset, and I labored hard up to this moment, to edit all my chapters again, for you, readers. Bring on the competition, baby!
Feb. 17, 2010- Hey guys, I'm changing up the plot and details a lot, so please reread!
I SAID REREAD OR ELSE YOU WILL BE CONFUSED AS HECK! I deleted all the other chapters because they're in for editing, so please hang on to this chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Clamp's characters or plot.
June 26, 2010: Yet again, I made some more changes. I am also splitting things up so that reading a 30-page chapter isn't so daunting. I'll try to make this easier on everyone's eyes.
August 3, 2010—I know, it took me a long time to edit this, but I've been so busy, organizing the Grade 10 Orientation, managing the upcoming show choir club next year, and retaking an exam and studying for my driving test :)
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Prologue
Today on the space-where-we're-all-supposed-to-look-cool-behind-one-of-those-desks-that-news reporters-use-to-look important-as-a-foreword-to-this-magically-wonderful-story-full-of…crap:
A cute green-eyed girl whirled around in her spinny chair. "Hello, everyone! My name is Sakura Kinomoto, and we will be telling you another version of the original Cardcaptor Sakura series."
Another girl, this time with purple eyes, spun around with her legs propped up on one of the arms of her spinny chair. "You might not know me because I'm not in the original Cardcaptor Sakura series. I'm Rosa Chan, and as the story unfolds, you'll see how I come into play. It's no fun spoiling the story before you even start really reading it."
"Tomoyo? Tomoyo Daidouji?" Sakura tapped the third spinny chair.
"I'm busy!" the girl named Tomoyo replied, clearly agitated.
"What are you doing?" Rosa got out of her chair to see Tomoyo. Rosa face palmed. "Why are you changing your clothes?"
"I don't like my outfit!" Tomoyo complained.
"But you did like it this morning when you left your house, or else you wouldn't have showed up here. You would've taken your time to find an outfit that you liked better," Rosa chuckled.
A message started to blink on the screen behind them. Bluejellooranges, the author, typed furiously into her keyboard. Viewer discretion is advised for the following story. Swears, occasional sexual connotations (This is not for you perverts out there, because you'd be ridiculously disappointed by the lack of any pornographic material. Haha. Too bad), and dangerous stunts are included. Do not try any of these at home, especially in front of your parents, your future pets, or your plumber. Special note: I am not ripping off CLAMP. I am simply writing this story to imagine what our lovely characters would be like when they're teenagers.
(AN: Things written in italics on 'Special feature on the space-where-we're-all-supposed-to-look-cool-behind-one-of-those-desks-that-news reporters-use-to-look important-as-an addition-to-this-magically-wonderful-story-full-of…crap' will automatically be the messages that flash on the screen. Italics in other parts of the story are exceptions, and they may mean memories, dialogue in a dream, mouthed or telepathic communication.)
"Let's get the story pot cooking, shall we?" Sakura grinned, completely unaware of Tomoyo's dreadful wardrobe dilemma.
"Who changes behind a chair?" Rosa sighed. "That's just…awkward."
"But I—
"Can we get started yet?"
"Shut the fu—
"I SAID LET'S GET THE STORY POT COOKING!" Sakura shrieked.
The earth trembled from Sakura's scream. Apparently cute things become scary if they get annoyed...like Sakura. So don't piss her off. Tomoyo and Rosa tumbled off their feet from the pure shock waves of Sakura's roar.
"You said 'Shall we?' after that…So forgetful, you are…" Tomoyo groaned before she flopped senseless onto the ground.
Sakura shrugged, picked up the documents lying on the news reporter table, and aligned the pages with a neat 'clack.' She picked up her jacket and smiled innocently. "I'm off for a nap, while I wait for Tomoyo and Rosa to…regain consciousness." With that, Sakura vanished behind the door.
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Chapter 1: The End of One, The Beginning of Two
Somewhere in the peaceful town of Tomoeda, the sun rose. The rays of light illuminated the sky, the houses, maybe a couple of minds…and a diaper.
Location: An ordinary blue house, along Sakura Street, famous for its rows of beautiful cherry blossom trees.
Time: 6:15 AM
Status of occupants of location: Tired and annoyed.
"WHAT THE HELL, LUKE! WHY IS MY LUNCH PACKED IN ONE OF YOUR GLOWING DIAPERS?"
An EVIL laugh resounded through the whole house. The cackle rumbled from the bottom floor to the very tips of the roof.
Let's rewind, shall we?
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Someone's POV
Time: 5:59 AM
Why am I standing here? Sakura was lying by my feet in deep slumber, while a little white flying stuffed toy fluttered above my head. We waited. And we continued to wait…in front of the glowing red and blue Tokyo Tower.
Crimson, blood red cards flittered around the dark night sky, topped by the eerie moon. Clouds floated around the moon, and the figure of an angel rose in front of the celestial body.
"It has begun."
BEEP! BEEP! I blinked wildly and tossed the hair out of my eyes. Dear God, I've had that dream for two nights in a row. I stretched my limbs and sauntered into the bathroom, grabbing a towel on a hook along the wall.
It doesn't make sense! Cards, the moon, an angel, Sakura, and a random flying stuffed toy? These don't go together AT ALL. Really, this is almost as bad as watching Barbie movies with my brother…who by the way is obsessed with those blonde princesses who dance and sing in big ball gowns. Not my fault. And…he's 18 years old… Oh yes, and damn straight. That was a fact that nobody needed to know about my extremely glamorous (NOT!) life.
I brushed my teeth and spat out the foam in the sink.
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Special feature on the space-where-we're-all-supposed-to-look-cool-behind-one-of-those-desks-that-news reporters-use-to-look important-as-an addition-to-this-magically-wonderful-story-full-of…crap:
"Well, I should introduce myself, shouldn't I?" Rosa adjusted her position in her chair. "Well, hi everybody! That little bit just above was seen in my point of view. I'm 15 years old, and I live in Tomoeda, Japan. I attend Tomoeda High as a Grade 10 student (or as Americans say 'sophomore'). My favorite subjects are the sciences and math. And in case you were wondering, the reason why I have the last name of 'Chan' is because I have very diluted Chinese blood in me from my father's side. Otherwise, I'm Japanese!"
Her long black hair, which was curled in certain places and streaked with purple, bounced along with her head as she talked.
A prompt showed up on the screen behind her. Rosa quickly turned around to read the message: Interesting. Glad to know that you clarified that point about your last name. Tell us about your family. It makes the author's job a bit easier.
Rosa shrugged. "I live with my brother, Luke, and my dad, Mitchell. Dad works in the University of Tomoeda as a professor in the Engineering Department. My mom, Taylor, and my dad divorced after I was born. Mom works in Paris as a journalist, but she always comes back to visit during the holidays."
Rosa smiled awkwardly. "And my parents are still friends."
What do you like to do for fun?
"My brother and I like to prank others and each other. Our dad teaches us occasionally how to fix cars, draw blueprints, and work with electrical devices, since he takes an interest in those hobbies. It's really cool. I also choreograph some of Tomoeda High's cheer team's routines and am part of choir."
Tell us your inspiring life story.
Rosa fell off her chair, laughing. "My life isn't really all that inspirational…the author, you know, Bluejellooranges! You're so funny! Back to the story!"
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Rosa's POV
As I came down the stairs, the clone of human feces set down a plate of pancakes on the table.
"Good morning, Rosa, dear!" Luke exclaimed cheerily.
I raised my eyebrows. "Something about your tone doesn't seem good."
The Grade 12 prefect badge that Luke stole from Touya, my best friend's brother, hung on his shirt loosely. He quickly shoved it in his pocket. "You didn't see that." His aquamarine eyes flicked around the room, as if someone would burst through the glass in the window and steal his collection of Barbie movies.
He brushed back his sandy-brown, messy hair, and looked at me to see if I was going eat the pancakes he made for breakfast.
I shrugged and wolfed down the pancakes, while Luke went into the kitchen to get something.
"Here's your lunch, little sis." He came back and set a tonne-heavy glowing diaper on the table.
And here is where we started.
I ripped open the diaper and tied it around his head, while he threw the rest of the pancakes at me.
"YOU SHITFACE! What are you doing? I'm not bringing a diaper to school!"
"YOU'RE THE SHITFACE! It's your lunch in a diaper, dumbass, not just a diaper! I mean, it is quite obvious that you need diapers."
"It's not me that keeps a stock of diapers in my room. And look, that is the point exactly. Why is my lunch in a glowing diaper?"
Luke laughed.
"You put in that powder from the prank store that makes things glow?" I asked.
"No…The contents of that diaper represent you. You're incandescent poo," Luke chuckled.
"It isn't actually poo, is it?"
"No…you gullible moron…"
"Ahhh… the morning peacefulness…is oh-so-unpeaceful, my lovely children," my dad announced cheerfully as he stepped in between the both of us.
We smiled guiltily.
"Now, where are my boxers?" he mumbled.
Luke and I looked at each other nervously. The other day, we agreed to burn Dad's boxers because we didn't like the colour.
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Somebody else's POV
Location: The house next door to Rosa's. Average-looking, yellow house.
Time: 7:20 AM
Status of occupants of location: Cheerful, bewildered, and tired. (Who isn't tired?)
Whoa! Where am I? Cards, the Tokyo tower, and a flying yellow stuffed animal? This is too much to take in at once! What is going on? A pink cape billowed from behind me and I stood heroically against the wind, waiting…
What was I ever waiting for? My legs quivered slightly in the breeze…perhaps from nervousness…
I fell down from the building I was standing on—
BEEP! BEEP! It's 7:20 AM! I'm going to be late for school! I shoved myself down my uniform and quickly tied the top of my hair into pigtails. Don't I love mornings.
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Special feature on the space-where-we're-all-supposed-to-look-cool-behind-one-of-those-desks-that-news reporters-use-to-look important-as-an addition-to-this-magically-wonderful-story-full-of…crap:
"Umm…Oh right! I'm supposed to talk about myself. Hello, everyone! I'm Sakura Kinomoto and I live in peaceful Tomoeda. This year, I'm in Grade 10 and I'm 15 years old. I live with my dad, Fujitaka, and my overprotective brother, Touya. Touya's in Grade 12 (Senior) and my dad is a professor of Archeology at the University of Tomoeda. My mom, Nadeshiko, died when I was 4 years old. It's ok; I've never really known what kind of person she was. Touya and Dad said that she was very beautiful and kind. Oh well…" Sakura turned towards the screen behind her for further prompts.
What are your hobbies, and what are your favorite subjects in school? How about some random facts about yourself?
"I like sports…and art…and music…Oh yeah! I like hanging out with my friends and family and eating whipped cream while hanging upside down on a rollercoaster."
The screen showed a clip of the typical amusement park. The occupants of the rollercoaster, the 'Metal dragon', rumbled down the track at an amazing speed, screaming their heads off…while Sakura was having fun spraying whipped cream from the can into her mouth.
"Haha, now that I look at myself doing that…it's a little bit embarrassing…" Sakura giggled. "Back to the story!"
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Sakura's POV
I finished putting on my uniform, and gracefully—KAMBLOOM, KAMBLOOMY, BLOOTY.
"Hey monster, you're late as usual. What was all that rumbling going on upstairs?" my ANNOYING brother asked me.
"I tripped?" I grabbed my chopsticks and shoved my breakfast down my throat. "Plus, I'm not a monster."
Touya walked right in front of me and stared down from the magnificent view he had from his tremendous height. I swear, I will find a pair of high heels that I don't stumble in. Then, I can intimidate Touya by being just as tall as him. Ha! Well actually…those heels would have to be at least 6 inches high…Oh boy.
Touya smirked and left for school before I could follow him.
"Bye! I'm going to go to school now! OH CRAP! I'LL BE LATE!" I called out to my Dad, who was just sleepily making his way down the stairs.
Who's the moron? T-O-U-Y-A! I hope his day stinks.
"Alright, my dear sweeties, have a good day!" My dad yawned as I strapped on my roller blades and raced to meet Touya. Now that...was ironic.
Touya, Yukito, and Luke were ahead of me, laughing and talking about something while riding on their bikes.
I squealed. Oh…Yukito! He's one of my brother's best friends. He's so cute!
Luke, Rosa's brother, is attractive too, but he's really not what I'm looking for. He's actually kind of like a party rolled into one person. The-brother-sister pair lives next door to Touya and me. It's really convenient because Rosa is one of my best friends, and her bedroom window is facing mine, so I can always talk to her.
"Hi Yukito! Hi Luke! Touya, wait up!" I picked up some speed and glided along Yukito.
"Oh, hi, Sakura!" Yukito turned his BEAUTIFUL head around. UNLIKE Touya. HAHAHA.
"What took you so long, monster? Even Rosa would be at school by now," Touya said.
"The girl put a diaper on my head," Luke groaned, and he started a rant about his complaints of Rosa.
"To Luke and Touya, don't be so mean. How are you, Sakura?" Yukito SO CUTELY asked.
"I'm fine…I just had a weird dream…" I swooned. The world stopped and I sighed. I looked back at Touya, and immediately wanted to barf.
"Some dreams do come you true, you know," Yukito smiled.
Cards, the Tokyo Tower, and a flying stuffed animal? Some dreams do come true…
"Oh yeah, has someone seen my prefect badge?" Touya scratched his head.
I snapped out of my reverie and shrugged the lingering thoughts of my dream off. Who cares? Yukito is hot. Ooh, I'd love to smell his hair one day…
"Luke!" Touya growled.
"Well…"Luke muttered, "Why do you look at me? Why does everyone automatically think it's my fault? Touya, it breaks my heart to see you blame me thus... (Luke sniffles here) Ha. Who am I kidding, I stole it."
Touya raised a fist.
"Who wants to marry his prefect badge?" Luke play-punched Touya.
Touya tackled him.
"OWWWW! You did not have to do that. Honestly, that was unnecessary. Oh yeah, and Mary wants to marry you," Luke continued laughing.
"I don't know a Mary. Quit trying to distract me from beating you up," Touya laughed and continued beating up Luke.
"Hey Sakura!" Rosa waved from the gates of our school. (Our school is really close to our houses)
Yukito tossed me a small piece of candy before the boys went around the other side of the school to park their bicycles.
"Slick move," Tomoyo commented, holding a video camera. Her big, seemingly innocent blue eyes shone with mischief as we left for class. "OHOHOHO!"
We opened the doors of the school and traversed among the many students in the busy hallways.
"God, Tomoyo…what's up with you?" Rosa laughed.
"Lots of sugary cereal makes me happy," Tomoyo squealed.
"Hey guys!" Mike arrived right beside us.
Tomoyo giggled some more. "Look Rosa, it's Mike."
Rosa bit her lip and looked away.
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Special feature on the space-where-we're-all-supposed-to-look-cool-behind-one-of-those-desks-that-news reporters-use-to-look important-as-an addition-to-this-magically-wonderful-story-full-of…crap:
Hello, Tomoyo. Glad that you're here. Tell us a bit about yourself.
The black haired, blue-eyed beauty waved to the screen. "Hello! As you can tell, my name is Tomoyo Daidouji. I live with my mother in our beautiful mansion. She is the CEO of Daidouji Inc., a toy factory. I do not remember ever seeing my father. I love music and literature, and I am in the school choir. My favorite hobby though, is making outfits for Sakura and Rosa! My dream career is to become a designer one day!"
When did you meet Rosa and Sakura?
"Sakura and I met when we were 9 years old, in grade 4. She sat next to me in class, and we became friends when she offered her eraser to me, because I had forgotten mine at home. Rosa came to Tomoeda from Pomiisho, a town nearby, when she was 11 years old. The teacher made Sakura and I show her around our elementary school, and our friendships started like that. Plus, all three of our mothers were the best of friends in high school, and Sakura and I are related somehow! Our family has still not found our connection with each other," Tomoyo shrugged.
What are some neighborhood stories and reputations around here?
Tomoyo looked up thoughtfully. "Takashi Yamazaki, a boy in my class, tells tall tales all the time, but some of his friends believe him. Chiraru, who we believe is his crush, is the only one that can stop him. There's the pizza boy of Sauce and Dough Enterprises. Everyone likes to steal the pizza boy's uniform just to make him angry or for their own purposes. Rosa and Luke are infamous for being the most destructive children around here. They tend to get in trouble a lot. Tony Senji is the tallest boy in our class, and he's extremely clumsy (maybe because his legs are too long for him). Many unfortunate things happen to him because of his height, such as not being able to fit inside a school bus. There is one more community personality that I would like you to meet, but it would be best if you saw her yourself (*cough* school bitch). Back to the story!"
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Tomoyo's POV
Yamazaki, Chiraru, Naoko, Rika, and Eriol stood by the windows exchanging the latest news.
"Did you hear? Tony said that might give a pop quiz today!" Chiraru exclaimed. Her pigtails bounced as she squealed in nervousness.
"Really? We should review, then!" Naoko gasped and pushed her glasses up higher on her nose.
Eriol shrugged. "C'mon ladies. I'm sexy, and I can preview all potential make out spots while we study for mathematics. The coordinates on which the perfect spot where our lips lock is—
I rolled my eyes. "There is no math quiz. Terada isn't even here today. And Eriol, I bet you've never been kissed in your life."
Yamazaki doubled over in laughter. "You got burned, bro! Nice, Daidouji!"
"I really got kissed before, Tomoyo! If you want, you can add to my collection of kisses," Eriol winked.
I groaned and threw my hands up in exasperation. What a desperate freak. You always surprise me, fucking Eriol. Not. I stuck out my tongue and was so glad that I didn't say my thoughts aloud.
"Are you coming to the cheerleading practice after school today?" Sakura asked Rika, Chiraru, Naoko, and Rosa.
"Yeah, I have a new routine that I choreographed. We'll see if you like it," Rosa said before putting her binder on her desk.
I sat down behind her.
"The Tomoeda Kings won the basketball game yesterday," Mike announced to his friends in the middle of the classroom.
Rosa blushed and glanced at me.
"Use jealousy," I hissed. "It always gets the boys worked up. And presto, your crush will fall right into your hands."
Rosa walked up to the boys. "Yeah, I heard the game was great! 86 points to 79, right?"
"It was great! I didn't see you in the stands. Were you there?" Richard asked Rosa.
"Oh no, not at all. I just heard about last night," she grinned.
"You should've—
Hiro interrupted Mike. "Hey, Rose, you free tonight?"
Rosa laughed. "It's Rosa, dumbo. I am definitely not—
I winked at Rosa.
"I am definitely not unavailable tonight," Rosa shrugged.
Mike gasped. "But you've never accepted his offer! Are you sure about this, Rosa?"
She made him jealous!
Rosa blushed. "W-Well, I'll think about it…I only said that I was free tonight…"
"Listen up everybody! The Queen is here!" a gangly nerd in overalls and glasses presented…Sue. Sue Asspoo.
With a frightened squeal, the nerd was pushed aside, and Sue strutted down the rows of desks.
"Hey Mike," she whispered sensually in his ear and trailed a finger up his neck.
"Looks like he's her new target," Eriol said quietly. He sunk in the seat behind Rosa's desk to watch.
Sue ran her hand down the small of Mike's back and she sat down beside him, in the middle row.
"I'll see you later…Rosa," Sue sneered, and crossed her legs. Though she doesn't close her legs a lot. How unusual. Hah.
Rosa marched robotically back to her desk, her fists clenched the entire time.
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Time: 9:00 AM
Location: Math class
Sakura's POV
I snored a little as the substitute teacher went on a rant about her glamorous life story. Maybe I snored a little bit too loudly. Someone's foot struck the underside of my desk. I jolted up from my slumber. Tomoyo removed her leg from under my desk and smiled innocently at the substitute teacher.
"Is there anything wrong there, ladies?" the substitute examined her nails.
"Absolutely not," Rosa grinned.
"Anyways, as I was saying, he said that she was over at his house…
"While we listen to the she-Dracula drone on and on, Sakura, what were you doing?" Rosa hissed.
"I was napping, that's all," I shrugged, and flipped open a new page in my notebook. I grabbed a pencil, and doodled in the corner.
"Hey," Tomoyo whispered, leaning across her desk ever so slightly, "What's that?"
"Uh?" I jolted from my daydream. "N-Nothing."
I examined my drawing. It was the flying stuffed toy in my dream. I gasped as Tomoyo and Rosa looked over to see.
The teacher stopped in the middle of her rant. "Detention at lunch, because 1) I don't like you. 2) I have no other reason."
I glared at Tomoyo and Rosa. 'It's all your fault!' I mouthed.
They glanced at each other and smiled apologetically.
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Rosa's POV
"Sakura, are you okay? You keep zoning out," I said quietly.
"Yeah, I just thought the drawing that I had just drawn on my notebook was funny. I don't know what it has to do with anything in my life," she whispered back.
Little did she know…I had drawn something similar in my mind. I leaned back in my chair and traced the patterns on the ceiling. How are these dreams related to my life? I've always been told that dreams are just elements of your day mixed together to form one scene. And really, does Sakura dream about the same thing as I do? Are coincidences really supposed to be that coincidental? That we happen, probably to have the same sort of dreams, and the same sort of flying stuffed animal, stuff that we've never actually encountered in real life…We're both drawing stuffed animals with wings…
I turned my head to look at Mike. Why does he accept all of Sue's advances? Does he even know that I have a crush on him? Mike's arm propped up his head, and he blinked slowly. His head started to droop as the substitute teacher continued to speak about her crap-Asian-Drama-like-life.
Sue smirked at me and mouthed 'Desperate bitch.'
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BRRRRRRRRRRIIIING! When the EXCITING, GLORIOUS bell rang, everyone stood up gracefully and politely danced and sang across the floor out the room. (Notice the sarcasm? Well, Eriol did that, of course)
"Hey, seems like the little princess, or rather tramp, can't get her prince," Sue sneered as she brushed by me by the door.
I was seething; I was ready to slap her, but I can't act rash in this sort of situation. Sue would frame me if I took any sort of physical action at her. "Mike wouldn't ever like someone like you."
"Are you so sure?" Sue winked as she whipped around and joined her giggling friends. "I can make any boy fall in love with me. My plan's always foolproof."
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Sakura's POV
"Okay, hands up, everybody!" Rosa called out. "Step to the right, and twirl! Hand behind the head, clap! Twirl and bow!"
The cheerleaders clapped as Rosa turned off the sound system. "That was great! See you guys tomorrow! And don't forget! Practice the choreography we just learned!"
"Bye! Thank you!" the girls exclaimed.
"You're done with the choreography session, right?" the track-and-field coach, Miss Yamada, approached us.
I nodded.
Miss Yamada blew her whistle. "Listen up, girls! I am the substitute for cheerleading practice while Mr. Terada is sick today." She glanced at her clipboard. "It says here for today…alright! Get out your batons for baton-twirling! Mr. Terada thinks you all need a little bit of work on it, so we'll spend the rest of practice doing it."
"Yes, Miss Yamada!" we chorused as we swarmed around the corner of the basketball courts, where all our bags were, for the batons.
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Miss Yamada blew her whistle every time the batons came twirling down.
I tossed my baton above my head.
Whoa…hold up…The baton came back down as the stick that I was holding in my dream! It was shining in a pristine pink…with a lovely winged end embedded with red jewels…
"Ouch!" I gasped as the baton bounced off of my head. The laughter of the cheerleaders was accompanied with the harsh blow of the whistle.
Naoko put a hand on my shoulder. "You were looking right up at the baton. What's wrong? You could see it, right?"
"Well, yes, urm…I…don't…I don't understand what happened there," I coughed awkwardly.
"Okay, practice dismissed!" Miss Yamada hollered.
The cheerleaders started retreating back to the locker rooms.
I don't know what happened…I have no idea why I am seeing things or having weird dreams…what is wrong with me?
"Sakura, are you coming?" Chiraru asked.
"You look like you've just had a can of preserved camel fur dumped onto you," Naoko remarked.
Chiraru rolled her eyes. "Wow, Naoko. Just wow. You simply amaze me with your huge imagination. You're so gross, ew."
"No, I'm not!" Naoko retorted. "I read it in a book!"
"What kind of books you reading?" Chiraru wrinkled her nose in disgust.
"You guys are so funny. Naoko, I'm just tired, don't worry. Let's get changed," I giggled.
I looked back and down at my hands…But is there really something to be worried about?
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AN: I know this chapter wasn't edited much, but I split up the chapters into parts so it doesn't wear you out so much! :)
Hey guys, I know I bashed that other author, CherriEclipse a lot, but I finally talked to her about our stories, and we worked it out. We've agreed that we have a lot of things that are similar, like our general idea of redoing the story and stuff, and we both have twins. I know a lot of my readers read her stuff, but that's okay. Go ahead, read her story, but please, don't forget about mine either. A little healthy competition can't hurt! :)
Thanks-3 Bluejellooranges, August 3, 2010.