Okay, sorry I kind of make fun of Eriol in this chapter. And preppy girls. I have no problem with you if you're a prep...I just needed conflict between two social classes in a school.
sooooo...I'm in a legally binding contract that says that I have to disclaim.
Disclaimer: I don't own...sadly...*looks at the paper* Aww....*People chase me with sporks* fine fine! I'll stop feeling pity for myself!!! ahhhhhhhhhh
"Syaoran!" I glanced around to see my best friend, Eriol, running towards me. I held up my hand in a little semi-wave while he caught up. "Dude, if I may say so you look utterly handsome today." Did I mention Eriol was gay? He didn't have a boyfriend as of late, but I don't think I could deal with a lot of gay smoochy-smoochy crap like before. Oh, I've got nothing against gays…I just wish they'd keep the kissing and perverse flirting to themselves.
"Err…thanks Eriol. I didn't think a dark green shirt and black pants would particularly match?" my voice was full of sarcasm but Eriol didn't seem to notice. He launched into this explanation of how black will match with anything. I eventually just blocked out his gay rant on fashion. Usually I was listening to an hour long rant of how he really needed to lend me some fashion magazines because I had absolutely no taste in good clothes, like he did. Wow…gay alert. Wait, we already knew that.
"Oh look the popular shits. They think they're the bomb. Fuckers." See, I already knew that and Eriol just went and stated the obvious. Mr. fucking obvious right over here. I should have worn my 'I'm with stupid' shirt today. "You're thinking about wearing the 'I'm with stupid shirt' thing again…aren't you." Wow, it was creepy how this kid could guess my thoughts. I nodded anyway. "Thanks Syaoran thanks a lot."
"Not my fault you like to point out obvious things, you gay ass." I looked to my right, out into the street and saw…you guessed it, the most popular girl in school, Sakura Kinomoto. I watched her walk to her car, and as she passed us I took note in what she was wearing. A black skirt decorated with chains, knee high boots with buckles; I'm guessing the same from last night. Fish net gloves, a 'Michael Jackson' hat as you might put it, there were a couple of rings on it and a silver skull and crossbones. Her shirt said 'Bleeding Heart, Black Hope' on it and she had on a plain black sweatshirt over it.
"It looks like the pretty flower of the school is turning into a black rose," Eriol commented, watching her also. She got into a normal little piece of junk car and drove down the street and turned, going in the direction of school. Me and Eriol got into my blood red Mercedes and followed soon after. "Looks like we're going to have a new friend soon Syaoran, she won't be with the pop's for long if she keeps dressing up like that.
"Something tells me that she doesn't really want a friend." Eriol knew my tone of voice as I didn't really want to talk anymore about it and he shut up. The drive to school was, thankfully, relatively silent and when we got up to the campus, Sakura was being yelled at by her 'friends.' The popular people who saw Sakura for how pretty she was…that was it. They didn't understand the change in her, neither did I. she wasn't smiling today and she was wearing what could be considered as poison to the preps: black.
"Sakura, get out of those clothes right now! You absolutely can not go around looking like some loser threw up on you! I mean it looks like you and Li Syaoran went shopping together, you look like shit!" This girl with silver-blonde hair was yelling at her, holding out a bag of clothes, which I guarantee has pink in it somewhere.
"I'd rather be who I am than keep pretending about who I'm not. For your information, bitch, I hate the color pink, my favorite music is death metal, and I absolutely hate those whiny football players you frilly sluts call boyfriends! Don't fuck with me anymore. I don't know how this school works but something tells me I'd rather hang out with that loser, Li Syaoran than you." She stalked away and pretty much slammed into me. She reeled back, but I managed to catch her before she landed on her butt and humiliated herself.
"Aw look, you already have a loser lover, Li." The bitch stalked off while I was still centering Sakura so she could regain her balance. She managed to get
her footing and straighten her clothes, pushing gently away from me. When she looked up and saw me, her face turned bright red and she scrambled backwards, getting away from me like I was the god damned plague.
"Don't worry about the popular chicks, they'll make your life hell for a few weeks and if you don't fight back they'll leave you alone. Eventually, anyway." I gave the girl a kind of smile, which turned into a smirk. She didn't smile back or even acknowledge the fact that I had smiled at her.
"I don't need a friend," with a blush still on her cheeks, she raced into the school and probably to homeroom. I had been right though, she didn't want a friend. Eriol called his goodbye as he raced away to find his girlfriend (yea I lied about my best friend being gay what's it to ya?) I picked up my guitar and my backpack and trailed up the path to school. I had to dump my shit in my locker then cram for that damn math test.
To the inanimate object called diary—
So…Me…Sakura…finally got kicked out of the popular club. YES! Okay, well I don't have any friends. That's good though because I don't want anyone to get hurt if they find out my secret. The bruises are only starting to go away. That guy from last night, I know his name now, Li Syaoran. He is a loser, but now so am I. I have to say that he's a gorgeous loser. Ugh I can't be his friend no matter what! If I'm his friend I know that he'll get hurt. I can't trust him, I can't trust anyone. I just have to get through life. And if the necessity arises I will take my own life. No would miss me anyway, now would they?
~Saku
P.S. I should get a life, ne?
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