A/N: Hello there... I'm very new to all of this. I hope you like the story... well the first chapter. :) If you don't understand what I'm actually talking about or I have done something wrong please inform me and I will try and correct it. Thanks xox

Chapter 1

He smirked at himself in the mirror, his amber eyes glancing up at his wet messy chestnut locks and down his well-toned body on which a towel was loosely wrapped around his waist, another across his neck.

'I guess playing football does have some perks' he thought to himself as he proceeded to his rather large wardrobe, rubbing his hair with one hand, and searching for a decent looking outfit with the other.

When he was content with the outfit he had picked out, a dark green shirt and a pair of black jeans, he casually got dressed glancing at his Emporio Armani watch as he attached it to his wrist, mentally noting that if he didn't leave the house in the next 5 minutes he would be late for Registration again.

Rushing down the stairs, he threw his jade green bag over one shoulder which was waiting for him by the front door; he then grabbed his keys off the hook for his black HURACÁN LP 610-4.

As he opened the door, a scowl appeared on his face as he realised it was raining; it was too late for him to go back upstairs to retrieve his umbrella, he just silently prayed that there was one in his car otherwise he was going to be dripping wet by the time he had made it from the school car park, to the school entrance.

Realising he was just standing on the door step staring at the rain like a complete weirdo, he ran towards his car before reversing out the driveway and speeding down the streets of Tomoeda towards his school, Tomoeda High.

Just as he was approaching the school gate he spotted a familiar figure, riding a light pink skateboard, her auburn hair flowing behind her, she stopped swiftly as she had reached her destination, he watched her pick up her skateboard and place it under her arm, making sure none of the dirt from the wheels made it onto her pastel pink coat and then she walked through the gate.

He smirked again different to the one earlier a more evil kind of smirk, as he pushed his foot down on the pedal and raced towards the gate, deliberately splashing into the rather large puddle on which the poor girl with the light pink skateboard was standing on the other side of.

He laughed in triumph as that poor girl let out a high pitched scream that would make even grown men quiver as she was drenched from head to toe in cold, muddy water.

Parking his car, he grabbed his things and began running towards registration, not minding so much about the rain as it had given him such entertainment only a few moments ago.

The bell went as he slid into his seat ignoring the eyes of the girls who were staring at him, giggling in their annoying high pitched voices; he turned to his best mate who was sitting to the right of him, as the classroom had desks for two, that same smirk from earlier on his face,

'Ha. Eriol you'll never guess what happened this morning…'

Eriol raised an eyebrow at his best mate who he had known for 17 years, considering they were cousins, and knew instantly what that smirk meant. He sighed and continued to finish the homework which was due for first period, the very same homework which he had planned to do last night but had become distracted.

'What did you do to her this time Syaoran? Nothing that bad I hope, for your sake.'

Syaorans smirk turned into a scowl instantly.

'What makes you think it's anything to do with her?' Syaorans voice was a low growl, a warning that the question he just asked was not to be answered. Eriol of course knew this; he just chose to ignore it.

Eriol raised both his eyebrows, half amused but not looking up from his unfinished homework, 'You made the face again.'

Just as Syaoran was about to set his cousin straight of how he doesn't make a certain 'face' when talking about her and that he should just shut up and let him continue with his story, when their form tutor Mr. Akiyama walked into the room and silence followed.

The chestnut haired boy's eyes darted to the empty seat behind him that smirk upon his face yet again.'Victory was his, not only had he drenched Ditzy from top to bottom, he had also ruined her perfect attendance, and it was only 9:05am. Today was definitely going to be a good day.'Syaoran silently thought to himself.

His thoughts were soon interrupted as the door of classroom 27 swung open and a girl with a petite figure no taller than 5ft3" appeared flustered at the door, her auburn hair which was wet and dirty was scraped into a tight bun and her black mascara which was once on her eye lashes was now making its way down her bright pink cheeks. Her cherry pink lips which usually held a smile was now a thin line and her emerald eyes which were glowering with anger were focused on one particular boy.

That particular boy returned her glare with the most charming innocent grin he could muster, which made those annoying high pitched girls giggle again, until they realised who his grin was targeted for and began glaring at that very girl with distaste, making rude comments to each other about her appearance and how unattractive she was.

'Silence.' Mr. Akiyama spoke calmly, 'Sakura why are you late, this is most unlike you?'

Sakura turned to her favourite teacher and gave him her most apologetic face, 'I'm sorry sir, it won't happen again.'

'See that it doesn't. Please sit down, I have some important news.'

Sakura walked down towards the second from back row where her seat was, next to her raven haired best friend, anger plastered all over her face again, her emerald eyes burning into Syaorans amber ones, their eyes locked onto each other's for a moment.

She scowled at him, mouthing the words 'I hate you'

He winked at her mouthing back, 'I love you too baby'

Startled, her cheeks glowing bright pink again as that was quite the opposite to the reaction she was expecting, she didn't notice that Syaoran had stuck his leg out, so of course she went flying.

Syaoran let out a quiet sly chuckle which only Sakura heard, before standing up and offering his hand to the bright pink girl who had received a lot of attention that morning.

As no one apart from the raven haired girl had seen Syaoran trip Sakura, the females in classroom 27 believed Syaoran to be their gallant knight and Sakura to be a clumsy and unattractive hag who was trying to steal their knight away from them.

Sakura knew this was how the girls of her form saw her, well apart from her best friend and cousin Tomoyo and even though this was the complete opposite to what was actually going on, trying to explain it to those simple minded fools would take patience that Sakura simply didn't have.

She ignored the hand offered to her and helped herself up before taking her seat and resting her forehead down on her desk, quietly cursing the boy who caused her so much grief, while the rest of the class were talking about the events that had just taken place.

Mr. Akiyama tapped on his desk with his ruler causing the class to become silent once more.

'Class I have an announcement to make. You will be pleased to hear the date for the Spring Formal has been arranged and it will be held three weeks from now. A committee will need to be organised for the planning of the night which I am sure you will be able to sort out amongst yourselves. I must emphasise that this night a privilege, a reward you could say, as you all work so hard. But it can be taken away and the night can be cancelled if you cause any trouble, so just bear that in mind.'

Just then the bell went and everyone began to move to their first period, that is apart from Sakura as Tomoyo had dragged her into the girls toilets to clean her up and make her look presentable, their first period was private study so it didn't matter if they arrived late.