I am so sorry for not updating soon. We just had our exams this week, it was our night-out yesterday and it was one of my best friends' birthday today. Oh, and it's my teacher's birthday on Sunday, and someone's birthday on Monday…ü
Anyways, I appreciate all of your reviews. They are my motivation, and I'm terribly sorry they made a stupid rule not to directly communicate with your freaking reviewers. Ugh, whatever.
Oh yeah, I keep on forgetting to make disclaimers. But hey, this one, in chapter 3, will be the only disclaimer I will make for the story, I guess…
Disclaimer: I do not own Card Captor Sakura. If I did, I'd make Sakura say "I love you" to Syaoran, and a 4th season. But yes, sadly, I do not own it. I only own the storyline. Got it? Good.
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"I'm hooome!" Sakura said happily with a sort of singsong voice. She just came home from practice, where she had seen a certain Eriol.
Nadashiko put down the phone and then walked over to the foyer. "Hello, darling," she said, kissing her daughter's head. "How was practice?"
"Good, I guess."
"Perfect, you're in a good mood!"
"Uh…I guess so…"
"Well, take a bath and put some nice clothes on…we're having guests over for dinner," she said. If you looked carefully, you could have sworn that she winked.
"Okay then…"
Sakura then walked upstairs to her room and Nadashiko dialed a number on the phone again.
"Sorry 'bout that, Yelan. Sakura just arrived," she said into the speaker.
"Oh, I understand. Now, around what time will dinner be ready?"
"Maybe quarter to seven."
"Perfect. Syaoran and I will be there at six-thirty."
"To be honest with you, Yelan, I've never been so nervous in a long time!"
"I know, neither have I! I mean, sure, they may have been the best of friends before, but that might've changed now…"
"Well, all we can really do now is pray for the best."
"I agree."
"See you later then, Yelan," Nadashiko, said, ending the conversation.
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sakura's POV
Well, that was pretty weird. Mom kissed me on my head, which she hasn't done since I was like…15 years old, Touya didn't call me, "kaijuu" the whole day today. I have a feeling they know something I don't. And that isn't right.
Okay, now, what to wear? I know my wardrobe is huge, but sometimes it just isn't enough. I never know what to wear! After much protesting against the voices in my head, I finally pick out a floral skirt and a white shirt.
I brushed my hair until it was neat enough, and went down to the foyer as our family always does when we have guests. Then, when the grandfather clock read six-thirty, the doorbell rang.
"Ah, perfect timing," my mom said cheerfully. She then opened the door and in came a woman, probably in her mid-forties and a boy, about my age.
Wow. The boy was pretty cute. He had nice, chestnut brown hair, and warm hazel eyes that gave him a warm look. I still liked Eriol better, though. ERIOL ISMINE, NOT THIS STRANGER, a voice in my head said. Tee-hee.
"Nadashiko, Fujitaka, so nice to see you again!" the woman said, exchanging hugs with both my parents. "And look at Sakura! Why, how much you've grown! It's been far too long, my dear," she said, smiling at me. I didn't exactly know how to react to that, so I did what a normal person would do, that was understood by everyone on this planet – smile back.
"And look at Syaoran, you look so mature now!" my mom exclaimed. Ironically, when she said that, both of us absent-mindedly touched our necks. I have no idea why I just did that, but I sort of felt that something was missing.
"So, shall we go into the living room?" my dad said.
"Sure," we all replied.
We talked for a while, and Syaoran, the boy's apparent name, bonded with me a bit. His life is so interesting…all his life he learned different types of defense arts, while I have nothing but cheerleading. And it's quite weird too, I feel so at home with him, like I already know him…
Then dinnertime came.
And the truth came as well.
You know this can't end well.
Once the visitors left, I stormed up into my room and screamed into my pillow. Arranged marriage! How dare they! I mean, so, the visitors show up and all, fine, but then wouldn't you feel so enraged when all the facts just came pouring out like that? I remember mom's exact words…
"So I see you and Syaoran have bonded a bit."
We both nodded. "Well," she continued, "the real reason why our families are here right now, is because you, Sakura," she said, smiling at me, "are betrothed to Syaoran over here."
My jaw dropped. I just couldn't believe the words coming out of my mom's mouth.
I mean, he's a nice guy. And I also found out that we were best friends when we were younger, by the way. But that's not enough to just fix everything. We haven't spoken a word to each other in 15 years, and now I find out we're engaged. Total injustice, I say. They should ban those kinds of laws.
I am not going to live with this.
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I'm sorry, beloved reviewers, but that chapter sucked. Sorry, my brain melted from the exams and now it's only beginning to mold again. Anyways, I'm getting really hyper right now, so you know the drill, HIT THE REVIEW BUTTON AND GIVE PAULA A NICE REVIEW THAT SAYS THIS CHAPTER IS SOOO GOOD EVEN THOUGH IT REALLY ISN'T! Whoa, that was long. Anyways, I love you guys!
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