She sits in her room, contimplating life and how hers is tied to magic. Kereberos is asleep in his drawer, and the auburn-haired girl is drifting off. Another meaningless day will begin tommorrow. Before she knows it,

is already tommorrow. She awakens early and dresses slowly. She walks slowly and quietly down the stairs. Her brother looks up and nods at her. She finishes her breakfast and starts her walk to school. She

moves slower where the cherryblossoms fall. She can see why her mother had named her Sakura after these flowers. They fall silently, barely attracting any attention. Just like her. She arrives at school just on time.

She walks to class slowly with her books held to her chest.

"Ohayo Kinomoto-san." Some girl with braids who was strangling a boy with black hair says.

"Ohayo." she murmurs.

She sat down and waits for class to begin. She looks at the watch her brother had given her for her most recent birthday, her 15th. Oh. She has 20 minutes until class starts.

"Ummmm...Kinomoto-san?" someone asks.

She looks up.

"Yes?" she whispers.

"I'm Sasaki Rika. I wanted to ask you some questions for a social science project I'm doing." the girl states.

"Okay, what is your project about?" Sakura asks, interested that someone wants to talk to her.

"The life of the common antisocial teenager. You know, a wallflower."

Sakura automatically feels hurt. Of course, she thinks, Why else would anyone want to talk to me?

"Um...okay." She answers.

"Okay, great!" Sasaki-san squeals, oblivious to the hurt in Sakura's eyes, "First, why do you never talk to anyone?"

"That's easy, they never really seem interested in what I have to say." She mutters, looking pointedly at Sasaki-san.

"Oh, I see...." Sasaki-san saya, looking sheepish. She clears her throat, "Okay, now, do you feel uncormfortable in social situations?"

"Yes." She answers.

"Okay, why?" Sasaki-san asks.

"Shouldn't you be writing this down?" She fires back, hoping that whatever excuse Sasaki-san comes up with will take her the remaining ten minutes before class to explain.

"Nope. I'm audio-recording this!"Sasaki-san answeers.

Sakura blinks in surprise and notices the recorder in Sasaki-san's hand.

"Oh, well, um...it's kind of complicated..." She admits.

"I think I can keep up." Sasaki-san says, giving Sakura a look that says God, why can't you just answer the stupid question?

"Well, it brings back memories of my mom. I used to go to parties and stuff with her." Sakura mutters, her eyes filling with tears.

Before Sasaki-san can reply, the teacher walks in and class begins. All through the school day, Sakura thinks of her mom, now that the subject is in the air. The school day ends faster than she would have thought

was possible and she walks home slightly faster than when she walked to school. Kereberos would get antsy if he didn't have an afternoon snack soon. Before walking in the house, she takes the maill out of the box

and places it on the dining room table for her brother and father. She walks into the kitchen, and takes out the utensils to make hotcakes. Kereberos always loved hotcakes. She remembers spending time with her

best friend, Sayuri, when they lived in Tokyo. Sayuri practically had to beat into Sakura's head how to make hotcakes, and then they found out that the instructions were on the side of the box. Those days were

happier, when mom was alive. A single tear falls down and hits the ground. She shakes her head and concentrates on making the hotcakes. Concentrating on memories without consequences. Remembering how

she found the book of Clow. How she had to deal with capturing all those cards by herself, since she had no friends when she moved to Tomoeda. She remembered when she became Master of the Clow Cards. She

remembered how she got a glimpse of some boy who claimed Clow was his ancestor and how he deserved the cards. And a glimpse of another boy who claimed he was a reincarnation of Clow and he was

the one who had caused all the incidents that made her have to change the cards. She touches the star key dangling around her neck. She's done making the hotcakes.

"Kereberos? Kereberos, you're hotcakes are ready!" She yells.

The plush-toy like guardian races down the stairs He takes a huge bite of the pancakes.

"Sakura, how many times have I told you to call me Kero?"

She mumbles something. Kereberos rolls his eyes and looks out the window for his master's pain in the neck older brother. Kereberos flies to Sakura's room with the hotcakes as Touya walks in the door.

"Kereberos hiding in your room again?" He asks, putting down his bags.

"Yes," She says, then yells to her closed bedroom door, "If you get syrup on my bedspread again, you're not allowed to eat up there anymore!"

"Do you want anything?" She asks.

"Yeah, those hotcakes smell good, can I have some?"

"Sure, I'll make you some."

"Alot of mail today," he says, shuffling through the letters and dividing them into piles. "Whoa." he says, furrowing his brows.

"What?" She says, flipping a hotcake.

"There's a letter for you." He says, with a tone of disbelief.

Sakura fumbles and drops the pan. Touya hears the clatter of the pan.

"Hey! Are you okay?!" He yells.

She walks into the room, nodding.

"Le...Let me see it." She manages to say.

He hands it to her. She stares at it for a couple minutes, not really sure what to do. She didn't have any friends, and all of her family except for her brother and father were dead. Unless this is one of those letters that

some people got from their dead relatives. That would be so creepy. But so cool to. Think about it, her mom would be talking to her even though she was dead. But still kinda creepy... She thinks. On the outside,

her expressions were going from confused, nervous, excited, scared, nervous again, confused, scared, excited, etc. Her brother was starting to get nervous. Finally, her hand moved to oped the letter. Her hand

touched the seal to lift it.

It opened itself.

She screamed, dropping the letter and taking two steps back. She realizes that she is over reacting, and walks back toward the letter, which still hasn't dropped and is still floating where she held it before. She

touches the letter again, and the written part pops into her open hand. Meanwhile, the envelope is busy destroying itself. She reads the letter aloud.

'Dear Kinomoto-san,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to the Lupidus School of Magic. Here we offer classes speciffically tailored for your type of magic. Since you are a Card Master, the classes you will be

taking this year include:

Understanding of Cards

Making your own cards

Taking Care of your Guardians

Storing Power to Cards

And you will, of course be taking the classes that everyone takes, no matter their talent which are:

Basic Latin

Understanding Normals

Blending with Normals

Normals classes (Math, Language Arts, Art, Music, Physical Education, Science, and an Elective)

We hope that you will agree to come to our school. The moment you think of going to this school will be the moment a supervisor from our school will arrive to explain everything and whisk you away to the wondurous

shopping of school supplies. Then, once done with such, you will be taken to our magnificent school grounds. And no, we are not conceited, that is the opinion of many of our students.

Yours Truly,

Fumio Hayashi

She looks up at her brother. Her face is very excited.

"Can I go? It looks like there are alot of people like me there." She says, clearly ecstatic.

"It's a good school, too. Clow-san studied there." Kereberos says. He floated downstairs when he heard of the letter.

"We'll wait until tou-san comes home." Touya says gruffly, crossing his arms.

"Speak of the father, he's here." She says, smiling.

Sure enough, Mr. Kinomoto walks into the room.

"Tou-san! I've been accepted to a school for magic people! Can I go? Can I go?" She asks excitedly.

"Let me see the letter." Mr. Kinomoto says calmly. He reads it and thinks for a while. "Well," he says, "I think it would be best for Sakura-san to be around people her age that share her...talents."

"Yay! Thank you, Daddy! You won't regret it! I promise! I'll bring home good grades, and won't get kicked out or anything!" She squeals.

At the same time, Touya is yelling:

"What?! It's to far away! What if something happens to her?! What if she meets some guy and he says he loves her and then cheats on her and she becomes one of those chicks who kills herself because of that?!"

"I think everything will be all right." A voice says from behind them.

They turn around, shocked.

"Oh, you must be the school supervisor the letter was talking about. The letter was right, you do arrive fast." Mr. Kinomoto says.

"Yes, I am. I am Mrs. Aramaki and I will be your Blending with Normals must be Miss Sakura Kinomoto. I'm very pleased to meet you."

"Thank you. I'm pleased to meet you as well." She says happily.

"Well, pack your bags. We'll be traveling to Insula Magica shortly."

"Yes ma'am."