Sorry that the last chapter was so short! This chapter will be longer as compensation. Please REVIEW!
'Sakura, look at me. Now!'
Sakura reluctantly looked up at the angry face of Henri Lucas.
'What did you think you were doing? Sensei told me that you were late for class to start with and then you made matters worse by smacking Hanabusa! Do you know how serious that is, young lady? Hanabusa may be rather obsessed with his looks but he is the best at sugar art. I'm seriously regretting taking you on at Saint Marie's. If you continue to misbehave I'll withdraw your scholarship.' thundered Henri Lucas.
At this point, Sakura interrupted his rant. 'Please, Henri Sensei. Please don't withdraw my scholarship. I'll do anything! I'll even apologize to Hanabusa!'
'You'd better.' He muttered darkly. 'Dismissed.'
Sakura stomped through the corridor again. Like the last time there were whispers and stares but this time they were negative ones. Everybody seemed to be glaring at Sakura. Pointing at her, accusing her.
'She's the one who hit Hanabusa senpai!'
'How dare she hit him?'
'What's her problem?'
Sakura felt the tears come but she held them in. Instead, she glared at the gossiping students and tightly clenched her fists.
Sakura marched into the classroom head held high, daring anybody to heckle her. She walked over to Hanabusa and held out her hand. 'I'm sorry for smacking you. Will you accept my apology?' she said stiffly. Hanabusa shook her hand and said 'Apology accepted.'. Class rolled on. The lesson was fruitcakes. Ichigo made her fruitcake with strawberries as a main, Kashino topped his with chocolate. Andoh sprinkled his fruitcake with green tea powder while Hanabusa arranged sugar roses on top of his. Sakura's was a simple classic fruitcake. When senpai sampled Sakura's fruitcake, her brow creased slightly. She announced that Sakura had great technique but she should try to add her own unique twist. At senpai's comment Sakura's face crumpled but she quickly regained her smooth, calm expressionless face.
After class was over Ichigo tried to talk to Sakura. It was a pretty one sided conversation. Sakura merely nodded or grunted in reply to Ichigo's numerous questions. In the end, Ichigo gave up and left Sakura to do whatever she liked. After Ichigo was gone Sakura just plopped down on a bench in the school's garden and studied her recipe book once more. Sakura had almost memorized every single recipe in the book. Night after night she had stayed up repeating the recipes over and over to herself and mimed cooking the recipes without the actual ingredients.
Sakura became absorbed in her recipe book and only looked up when she realized a group of students had gathered around her. They were all incredibly pretty and also incredibly mean looking. One of them, the prettiest one, spoke to Sakura. 'You there, yes, you! Do you know how totally fail you are? I mean seriously, your clothes are so tatty! And what's with your attitude? On your first day of school you hit Hanabusa! Do you know how popular Hanabusa is? Thing is, get a grip! You'd better start fitting in. Thing is, we don't like freaks. Especially charity case freaks.' Sakura had been calm and composed until the last part. She looked shocked and tears began to well up in her eyes.
The pretty, mean girl carried on. 'Yes, I know that you're a charity case. I know that you're just a good for nothing orphan who managed to get a place in group A that you didn't deserve. A place that should have been mine. Now don't tell anybody about this or I'll spill the beans about how you're just a loser with no parents!'
