'Sakura, you're finally here...' Tomoyo clanged onto me and kindda yelled into my ears. 'Why didn't you tell me?! This is so incredible!' she laughed happily. Is it me that got a boyfriend or her?!
'I'm so happy for you! How did you do it?! Sakura, do you even know that he's the Prince of all girls in this school?!' Well, it's not her fault that she thinks I don't know because I'm kindda blur with these things. I don't really care about guys that much. But thank God she didn't remember instantly that I dislike guys. That's why I had survived this long from the moment she knew the truth.
'Erm...I guess I knew since every girl in school is talking about him and he's my brother's mini version?' looking at her face, I added, 'Oh, come on! How could I not know?! Do you seriously think that I'm that blur, until I could even not notice things when everyone around me is talking about it?!'
Then sensei came in and started her lecture about how great her ancestors is and about her life and the history of her family. That is what she liked to talk about instead of fiction and moral stuff.
You might be wondering why I'm not paying attention since I payed attention and participated in all the other classes. Let me tell you, sensei's speech contains 99.9 of the life and tales of her and her ancestors or some sort of crap and only 0.1 has relevance to the lesson. I am not lying. I am not exaggerating either.
It is almost the end of the lesson and I wanted to get out of here. I have Biology in last period. Tomoyo has Language. Eventhough we are best friends, our interest differs.
Wonder what Syaoran's doing right now...is he sleeping? Then the bell rang and all the students started packing their stuff. But then when they turned around and wanted to leave, they saw a figure leaning against the door post, looking at his own feet. I picked up my bag and stood there with Tomoyo beside me jumping up and down, wondering what had happened.
Through the gapes and holes of the crowd, I saw a familiar figure leaning lazily against the door post. Why is everyone so scared of him? Don't they know that I only have ten minutes to get to the rooftop now?
Tomoyo tugged my sleeve gently. 'It's Prince...' she whispered in my ears while tipping her toe because I'm a little taller than she is. Then I realized why that figure looked so familiar. Because it's Syaoran.
'Syaoran? I thought you said ten minutes...' I said to him as I walk forward. The others saw that he was here to look for me and stayed back to see what's going on. Some of them thought it was boring so they left already.
'I can't wait...let's go together...' he said as he smiled at me lazily. Then again, he pulled me towards himself and held me on the waist. It had became a habit of his to do that everytime he sees me as if telling people that I'm his or something. Then after that, he played with the side of my fringe. Well, not much of a habit I can say...
'How was it so far?' I asked eventhough I could already guess what's the answer.
'Boring...' exactly what I thought he would say. It was just so...him. Yeah, that's it. So his style. So straight forward and honest. Sometimes nerve-racking but nevertheless, very precise and thoughtful of the people he cared about.
'It's a start...at least you actually came...what do you do normally when you're not in school?' I asked he curiously, looking at his face. He didn't answer. So I continue staring as we walked towards the canteen with people looking at us. Rumors just have their way of getting round at the speed of light, you know.
I have to admit that he really is gorgeous-looking. But too quiet.
Then he suddenly turned around and smiled at me slyly. I felt kindda nervous under his stare. Then finally, he spoken.
'Finally noticed that I'm gorgeous, isn't it?' he asked me, still smiling. He always know what I'm thinking of. I don't know how, maybe he knows how to read minds. There's a possibility of that.
'Well, you can look all you want since you're my girlfriend anyway...' his smile broaden and he continued looking at me. Then I noticed that he is focusing only on my lips.
'They look attractive...' he said out of nowhere.
'Sorry...?' I was confused.
'Your lips. They look gorgeous...' and again, I realized, he has without fail, read me mind again. It's so incredible that we could be thinking of the same thing at the same time. He turned his head around after one last look at my lips and looked around as if seeing if there's something new around here. I continued looking at him.
After a while, he turned around and looked at me again, pulling me closer to him that I already am. Our noses were just two centimeters away and I could feel his breathing on my cheek. His body has a scent that merely belongs to him and I'm quite sure that I wouldn't be able to find one that has this similar fragrance,
'Don't look at me like that...I would not be able to restrain myself any longer...' he said as I blushed instantly and looked away.
'Aw...don't be shy...' he touched my face with the back of his palm. Then he laughed silently beside me. I blushed even more. Around the corner, I saw Ryuosuke leaning against the wall there with some of his friends, waiting for me as usual. I don't get it. Does guys have something for walls or something?!
When Ryuosuke saw me coming towards him, he stood up straight.
'What took you...' he paused when he saw Syaoran's arm around me. I know because he is glaring at it, now not even looking at me.
'Just pass him the thing and then let's go...there is only two more minutes left of the ten minutes...' Syaoran said while smiling at Ryuosuke.
'What...? But it was because you interrupted...' I said. I can't believe it. He was the one taking the time going out of the classroom and all...
'No...you came out late...' he smiled at me childishly as if claiming victory.
I took out the lunch box and passed it to Ryuosuke. 'Ryuo, I have to go...just for today...' I said, afraid that he would be mad at me.
'Yeah...can't let you have her all to yourself, can I?' Syaoran smiled at him. tightening his grip around me as if claiming possession. Ryuosuke was furious. I know it. And I don't really like the look of things...