A/N ok, before you guys say anything… I'M SO SO SO SO SORRY!!! My computer crashed with the new chapter saved on it. I searched everywhere for the entry but it's not there, the same happened with the other fanfics as well. I'm so sorry, please don't be mad at me

Thank you for your continuous support through all this time and I hope I can make it up to you guys.

By the way, before I start. I just wanted to say, I've had SATs (yes, I live in England) this year and my teacher kept going on about implied meaning and onomatopoeia, simile, metaphors, sibilance, puns etc, so I might add these in. Also, my style's changed so excuse me if it turned crapified…

Chapter 3

You Bet!

Syaoran's POV

"What a piece of shit!" I yelled, as soon as we left the hall. "How can he do this?! Huh? Who the fuck does he think he is?!"

Eriol, covering his ears, shouted back, "Well, he is the goddamn Headmaster so I guess he can do this! Now SHUT UP!"

I grumbled unhappily, Eriol was supposed to agree with me. "And now I have to go with her, do you have any idea what this is gonna do to my reputation? ME! Going out with a freak!"

"You know, I never noticed before, but you're really quite vain." Eriol rubbed his chin, looking at me thoughtfully. The damn bastard.

"Oh, c'mon! You can't talk, you got paired up with Daidouji, you like her anyway so what are you complaining about?!" I cried, totally pissed off and need to get the anger off my chest.

"Ahh yes, the beautiful Tomoyo. She has refused me so many times but now it is a sign from God! We belong together!!" Sighed Eriol. He actually sounded sincere; did he really like her that much?

"Dude? What did you have for breakfast, you're like one of those lovesick saddos at the mo."

"Saddo? I'm not the one who is crying over taking a girl to her first Ball?" He peered over his thin lenses and gave me one of his annoying know-it-all look again.

Damn him… I checked our timetable, next lesson… – Maths – great…

We were late, who cares? The teacher merely glanced at us before continuing as though nothing had happened. I took my usual seat at the back by the window, Eriol took the seat next to me. Suddenly, he started to snigger. I glared at him, what was he doing?

"Syaoran look, there's your date…" He pointed to the person in front of me. To my surprise and annoyance, there was Her. Her long tangled brown hair draped down the chair messily, a skinny elbow could be seen propping up her head. I could feel my simmering anger boil, this was the girl who ruined my chances with Jez. If she wasn't a girl, I would make her face so bruised that it'll need plastic surgery to look presentable!!

Eriol seemed to have felt the fury radiating off my being. He smirked and quickly scribbled something on a piece of torn paper and slipped it onto my desk. It read.

Man… if looks can kill! Tell you what, how about a bet to help this be more fun for you. I'll give you the silver bladed sword that cost me $5000 if you can get her into bed with you. Let me explain the terms though:

1) You have to have proof that she has slept with you. By that I mean a hard copy, such as a photo, cassette, or tape.

2) You're not allowed to force or pay her to sleep with you.

3) You only have until the end of this year.

Understand? It's quite fair really. But here's the deal, you'll only get that sword if you complete the bet, however, if you fail to do so by the end of the year. You'll have to serve me like a slave to his master for a whole month. That means obeying my every command. Clear?

I arched an eyebrow. Since when has Eriol turned so negotiable?! But whatever, he was right, I needed something to make this date thing less painful. Besides, Eriol must be losing his mind; Freak would jump at the chance of sleeping with me. Who wouldn't?! Girls fall at my feet without me even trying, what makes her so different? He'd better get ready to give up that sword.

I picked up my pen and tore a page out from my Maths book.

You're sick you know that? The proof thing is disgusting! But whatever, I'll get you what you want. I agree to the bet, but you'd better be ready to lose. Cuz there is no way in hell in hell she'd be able to resist me.

Eriol read the note and smiled mysteriously. He folded the paper slowly and neatly and placed it securely into his pants pocket. Checking that no one was looking; he reached over and held out his hand. "Deal?" he whispered.

Ignoring the stupid, knowing twinkles behind his glasses, I stretched out my hand and shook his

"It's a deal."

A/N What do you think? Still up to standards? Please keep the reviews coming in, I love them and they are a great support for me! Hope you enjoy it. I'll try to update faster. Thank you guys so much!!!

PS sorry about the short chapter, I wanted to update faster so that I won't receive any more lectures about updating faster. Heehee… sorry about the tardiness.