Highschool Sexuallity Problems

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Chapter 1:Come down for breakfast!

Sakura looked into her bathroom mirror. "Do my boobs look big in this bra?" Sakura thought to herself. She cupped her hands and squished them tightly.

"If only I wore a corset like Elizabeth in the Pirates of the Caribbean, then I would maybe have a chance at being the next Pamela Anderson!"

Sakura had already paid big money for plastic surgery. Nose shaping, a brow lift, lip injection, liposuction (not that she had any excess fat), chin lift, breast lift, breast enlargements, and bum tuck were some of the types of surgery she paid for.

And why would a beautiful person like Sakura be doing this? After all, she already had a blemish and pimple-free face, stunningly gorgeous emerald eyes, long silky auburn hair flowing down her shoulders, and a sexy curvaceous body any guy would die for.

Well, Sakura will be starting high school today, and she was...you know... nervous that other girls would be prettier than her. Sakura's boyfriend, Syaoran Li, had been dating Sakura since primary school and they both nearly did it in the movies, but unfortunately, Sakura's bother, Touya, had binoculars hidden in his popcorn so that he could keep an eye (two eyes) on the squirt (Sakura) and Chinese brat (Syaoran) while sitting in the back row. By the way, Sakura is only thirteen, (I know, so young, rich and bloody immature!)

Well, ever since Sakura's father won the $300 000 000 lotto draw, Sakura and her best friend Tomoyo (also infamously rich because her mum owns a toy factory), have been spending their money on important things!

It all started on a sun-drenched day when...

"Sakura! You bloody bitch! Come down for breakfast!" shouted Touya, his voice rattled the ceiling of the house...I mean mansion.

"That gay bastard! Get a life!" whispered Sakura.

"Touya! I told you not to go shouting at your sister! She's thirteen years old and she's a woman, she is mature enough (cough! cough! more like immature), to come down for breakfast whenever she wants to," said Sakura's father, a kind, bighearted person who listened to people.

"Dad's right you know, I am a mature woman that can have breakfast whenever I want to." Sakura said as she walked down the stairs toward the kitchen. "Anyway," Sakura continued, "why go to school so early? It starts in two hours." Sakura raised an eyebrow and stared up into Touya's brown eyes. "You're not meeting up with Julian are you? I knew it! You were bloody gay! Last time I caught you and Julian having a 'great time' in a cubicle in the girl's lavatory!

"That's not true!" Touya answered back. He had sweat running down his forehead and was blushing.

"It bloody is, and you bloody know it's true!" Sakura yelled whilst poking Touya in the chest. "Thanks a lot. I already have my period today and you've made my PMS worse."

"Is this true Touya? The things Sakura is saying about you? Are they true? Did you have sex with Julian, a guy?'' asked Sakura's dad.

"Correction Daddy, Julian's a girl, in Touya's point of view,'' Snapped Sakura. "I better be sure that my brother doesn't have a VAGINA before I accuse him of anything else!'' Sakura pulled down Touya's pants revealing girly Hamtoro knickers.

"See daddy, nothing but the truth and evidence! And Touya won't let me go out with Syaoran but you let him go out with his... well... his BOYFRIEND!" Sakura said knowingly, she knew that she was going to win this argument fair and square, and that from now on, her dad would let her go out with her sweet Syaoran until her heart's content.

"You bitch!" Touya shouted as he slapped Sakura hard on the left cheek; sending Sakura flipping backwards over the marble counter; making her break the 146 year old vase.

"You Gaylord! Only girls slap faces! I knew you were gay from that day on when I caught you and Julian playing strip-poker!" Sakura screamed as she covered her face and ran to the bathroom.

"Touya, my only son is gay!" whispered Sakura's father in a shocked mood. Then he fainted, leaving Touya standing alone swearing continuously in the kitchen wearing Hamtaro knickers.