This idea was inspired by how I like bands, but I never become obsessed; heck, I don't even know the names of the individuals. Then I realized that one of my favorite artists ever, Marié Digby, had a song that could express my inspiration. My story is named after the song 'Voice on the Radio,' which I may quote here and there. But I doubt you care about where I got my inspiration from. Onward to the story!
Voice on the Radio
Chapter 1
'Enter Three Girls'
"Na, na, na. Looks like you'll never know what you need until you let it go, oh. Watch out, cause then you'll see what it's like to live in misery," the three of us sang with perfect synchrony with the radio. After it went to the advertisements, we all cracked up. Even when all together people were able to tell we sounded like shit. At least, that's the conclusion we made after many honks and 'you suck's from the cars behind and next to us. We could have saved them the possibility of becoming deaf, but it was waaaaaaay too hot to keep the windows up.
They'll just have to live with it.
When the next song came on, I fake vomited. We waited five minutes just to listen to THIS? Chiharu figured out the look, taking a while due to being the only back seat passenger and all, and simply laughed. "Come on, Saki! It's not too bad."
"I have no idea how she's popular, Chi-chi," I stopped looking angry for a moment to smirk at the response to my favorite nickname for her. "You can tell she's so fake; she's probably worse than us! Those poor people at the studio probably had to remix it a billion times just to make it sound tolerable."
"On a positive note, her clothes are pretty cute," said Tomoyo, trying to calm down my anger, "and so are her shoes. Oh, did you see what she was wearing on 'Click' magazine?"
"Yeah, you." Of course it wasn't Tomoyo literally, but an outfit from her new summer clothing line. 'The latest trend!' I would say with a commercial model grin. It was filled with flowing dresses, swimsuits, and notable outfits with shorts, the color pallet being mixtures of bright warm colors with accents of black and white. It was one of the efforts she made in order to get out of her mother's shadow, not like it made any sense. Unless toys were the new 'in' fashion.
At the last thought, I cracked up, earning odd looks from both girls. "You okay, Kura?" asked Tomoyo as she darted her eyes back and forth from the road to the enigma known as moi. Well, according to me anyways. They'd laugh at the thought about me being an enigma. 'Ha! Sakura? No way. She's easier to read than a stop sign!'
"Yeah, Saki, take your meds?" added Chiharu as she cocked her eyebrow. "I don't want you to scare off any cute guys... You know, maybe you should pretend you don't know us. I mean, you can take the leftover ones that don't suit our tastes." She let her voice get softer and softer as though she was starting to think about it more without talking.
"Be happy you're in the back seat!"
"Lovin' it, babe!" We all burst into a fit of giggles and continued singing along terribly but merrily.
Once the trio reached the beach, they immediately claimed a spot not too close to the sea but still relatively far from the parking lot from which they came from. Chiharu immediately laid out her towel in preparation to tan. "I look so pale!" she exclaimed that morning while trying to fix her hair into the usual pigtails, a habit that hasn't changed since she grew enough hair for it.
Tomoyo, on the other hand, preferred being underneath the umbrella. She wasn't one to tan anyways, not like she minded. Her pale skin's contrast to her dark long locks emphasized her beauty, and she knew it.
"To the ocean!" screamed Sakura as she ran past the upcoming waves and dived once she figured it was deep enough. She then came up for air, spouting out a lot water. Tomoyo chuckled and, of course, videotaped the whole thing.
"What's so funny, Moyo?" Chiharu sat up causing her precociously placed sunglasses to slide so that one side fell down while the other was desperate to stay perched on her ear.
"Well, right now, you." Tomoyo laughed some more before looking toward something, or should I say someones, else. "Oooo, stop looking stupid, Chiharu," she said excitedly, earning a 'HEY!'. "I'm serious. Look! Some cute guys are checking us out."
"Mmm, sexy. I call the buff, brown-haired one."
"Two of those fit that description, but I don't really care. I just call the one that doesn't make a fool out of himself."
"Well, just to let you know, mine's the one that isn't as tan and has the cute freckles. Do I look good?" She grabbed her sunglasses to use as a improvised mirror, put it down, and started to toss her hair in the breeze a bit.
"You look hot, Chi-chi. Heck, we all do, so stop worrying," answered Sakura as she plopped herself down between the two. "I'm guessing the boy-chasing has begun."
"No, no, no, Saki-Kura-Ra Kinomoto-Mono. We don't chase them. They chase us," replied Chiharu with a smirk, "and they better come over here soon."
"Patience is a virtue, dear," said Tomoyo as she flipped the page of the latest #1 bestseller novel. Although it looked like she was reading, she was actually checking out the guys as well. But they didn't need to know that she already read the book around ten times.
"Hello, ladies," came forth the darker of the two men Tomoyo asked Chiharu to specify on. He threw a killer smile at Sakura, who kept a straight face as she was unwilling to fall for his charms too fast. The girls noted that he seemed to be the leader, with the other two following closely behind.
The other two said their hellos and Chiharu's pick used one of those stupid pick-up lines, earning an eye-roll. "Couldn't think of anything better?"
"I'm just happy I didn't lose my voice. After all, a goddess like you surely makes commoners like me speechless." Chiharu just cracked up, causing the cutie to lose his cool. She then put on a straight face.
"The reason why "goddesses" like me aren't fond of "commoners" like you are because they don't know how old it gets after the 1,000th time." Chiharu got even more embarrassed at chosing the guy when Tomoyo mouthed, 'Yeah, you're right. You should have him.'
"Hey, aren't you the girls that were singing in that bluish, uh, purplish Honda Civic?" the third one asked to prevent his friend from being humiliated even more. If he hadn't brought up that embarrassing moment, all the girls would have laughed. Guys CANNOT understand color, or maybe they just forgot their crayons. Heck, they could have tried remembering the rainbow. Violet or maybe indigo ring a bell?
"Ah, yes," answered Chiharu, trying to hide her blush while at the same time stifling her laugh. 'Deep breaths, deep breaths.' However, she soon gave up and in seconds was almost dying of laughter. Tomoyo and Sakura joined in, causing quite a sight.
'Girls,' the guys thought. The mystery of life! At least these ones had a sense of humor... they guessed.
After their outburst, a few apologies, and many excuses, Chiharu was able to get her guy to rub her back with tanning lotion, while Sakura and another walked along the beach. Tomoyo, not particularly fond of who she was left with, decided she needed to 'go to the bathroom, get something from her car,' and a whole bunch of other false excuses while walking as slow as possible until she found him drooling at some other random chick.
Since it was getting dark and cold, the girls found themselves packing up. Sakura and Chiharu were both holding slips of papers with phone numbers scrawled on them in case 'they happened to find themselves dreaming about the boys that night so that they could have the real thing'. Chiharu threw away hers immediately with disdain.
"After all, what kind of guy leaves before the girl? That just shows that we aren't as important, and they're willing to let some other dude grab us right after they leave. Hmph, idiots." Sakura decided to nod her head in agreement before following suit.
Once they started driving, it started drizzling, making them glad that they didn't stay for nighttime bonfires. "Crank up the tunes, you guys. The rain depresses me. After all, we already had a whole damn season of it, and I ain't takin' anymore." Tomoyo and Sakura laughed. Chiharu was always the most impatient one of the three.
That was when they heard something that would change, if not their life, their summer vacation. Whether or not they were heading into something good or bad, one thing was certain. Tokyo better get ready for Tomoeda's Princesses.
Fact of the Day
Did you know that they took Yamazaki and Chiharu off the character list of CardCaptor Sakura on Wikipedia? Such butts....But Rika and Terada are still there! Honestly, no offense to lovers of the couple as I am one of them, they have freakin' less show time and, of course, less comedic relief!
Second Fact of the Day
Wikipedia ruined my day.
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