Hey!

Sorry for delay last weekend,

It was my birthday...so I had unexpected plans that left me no time to write! D:

But anyway, here's an update! Yay~~

Long chapter too~ :3

-Al

Take a deep breath. You're going to be fine.

For the last two days, nothing excited really happened. I've been rehearsing non-stop

During lunch, after school, sometimes even in the morning if I don't wake up feeling like a zombie.

It's day three and the show starts tomorrow.

I'll be fine.

Everything is rehearsed carefully.

There will be no problem—Okay, are you kidding?

I'm nervous as hell!

So much has happened during rehearsal. Now I know this isn't my first show…(it's actually my 5th one) but still!

I've never done a romantic play or one this big. I don't even know if I can gather my guts to lay lips on Li again, especially since I finally conclude to the fact that I really…really like him.

Things between him and I have been laying low lately, we've both been so busy rehearsing separately or during rehearsal after school, that we barely have time to talk to each other.

I threw myself onto the bed, exhausted from rehearsing for hours. I can't get over it.

This was one of the biggest plays I've done yet, and it's my first one in high school. Hundreds are going to watch.

Letting out a sigh, I stared at the ceiling, watching the light slowly disappear. It's nighttime, and there's only hours until it starts.

After a few hours of attempts, I tried to sleep…but the bed felt so uncomfortable and my mind wouldn't shut up. It's like rush hour in there.

With a groan, I sat up from the bed and stepped down into the hall. Maybe a snack or two might help.

Entering the living room after a slow walk, I tiredly sat myself in one of their luxurious, velvet chairs and rested my forehead on the table.

I'm so nervous…I don't think I can eat. I thought to myself. Just a play, it's only showing tomorrow. You'll be fine.

"Can't sleep?" A muffled voice was heard as I lifted my head, spotting Syaoran chewing on his apple.

"Heads up." He tossed something across the dark room, hitting my forehead in impact. It fell into my lap and I picked it up, observing the cold object.

An apple? I guess that does sound refreshing… "Thanks." I smiled and took a bite out of it as he stepped over to the table, sitting across from me.

"Tomorrow's a big day…ready for drama?" I heard him chuckle and ate another piece of my apple.

This thing is so good! "Sort of." I replied and shrugged. "N-not really…"

"You seem nervous, is something holding you back?" He asked.

Do I have to talk about it? To him? I let out a silent sigh and rested my elbows on the table. "It's my biggest one yet, what is there not to be nervous about?"

I heard him let out a light chuckle and a crunch afterwards, eating the apple. "You remember when we did Snow White in elementary?"

"That was such a fun story to do! It was so…wait. We?" You were in the play? Let alone my elementary?

"Of course…you don't remember me?" Syaoran scoffed, rolling his eyes. "I was one of those animals you'd sing to. A deer to be exact."

Wait…when did this happen? How come I didn't know he went to my school? What's going on here?

"I was only there for a few years, and then I had to move to China. But are you sure you really don't remember me?"

"Why would I? I just met you at the beginning of high school.." I raised my eyebrows curiously; unsure of what he was trying to tell me.

"Those damn bows were so annoying."

My eyes widened as a memory flashed through my mind.

"Mr. Cleo, Mr. Cleo!" A little girl screamed, crying as she ran towards the teacher. "Sai was mean to me again!" The girl whined as her teacher consoled her. "I'll talk to him after lunch, go back out there and play, okay?"

Nodding, she ran back into the grassy field, giggling again as if nothing happened. Spotting flowers nearby, the girl squealed and rushed over towards them to pick some out.

A small, short boy with amber eyes glared at the girl, so happy, it almost sickened him. "How many times are you going to tattletale on me?" He screamed as the girl jerked, spinning her head around.

"Leave me alone, Sai!" She pouted and crossed her arms with a bundle of flowers in one hand. "Mr. Cleo is going to get you in biiig trouble!"

"I don't really care! I'm leaving soon anyway." He hollered and glared. "Those damn bows are so annoying on you. Why do you have to wear them every day?"

Sai stomped over to the girl and pulled on a string of one of her bows. Loosened, a portion of her tiny ponytail fell loose. "Sai! You're not supposed to ruin my hair!" She cried. "You're so mean!"

Sai reached out and pulled the other bow off before cackling and ran away, leaving her crying.

I jumped up from the chair, slamming the apple onto the table. "That was YOU! Sai…Syaoran! Oh god..I feel so stupid. How could I have not seen that?" I sat back on the table, glaring at his laughing face.

"No wonder we bicker so much." I muttered, looking away.

"Congrats, you remember our lovely story as childhood friends." He snickered, finishing the last of his apple. "But anyway, don't be so nervous. It'll be big, yes, but we've spent so much time practicing, we must have it memorized by heart now."

Ah…just what I've been needing to hear. "You think so?"

Syaoran nodded, smiling. "Of course, don't worry about it. You'll do great."

I returned a smile, realizing this is the first time we've actually had a conversation in days other than rehearsing. It's nice to be able to talk to him like this again.

You know..when he's not in his act, faking everything he says. This is all real.

"Hey, you alright?"

Huh? I blinked a couple of times and pulled myself into reality. "What do you mean?"

"Are you—I mean, you're all red."

B-…I'm blushing? "I-It's the apple. The apple is really red…it might be absorbing into my skin. Yeah. I'm not blushing." I stammered, mentally choking myself to death.

Smooooth, Sakura. Very smooth.

Hearing the chair move, I watched as Syaoran laughed, standing up from the table. "I should get back to bed, need to rest up for tomorrow." He said. "You should get some sleep too…"

"Okay." I replied quietly with a hint of disappointment. I didn't want him to leave already, I wanted to keep talking. It's the only thing keeping me sane.

And I knew I would never be able to fall asleep easily, not for at least another hour or so.

"W-Wait." I sub-conciously whispered, almost wanting to shut myself up as I watched him leave.

"Yea?" Syaoran stopped at the door frame and turned around.

Shit. You weren't supposed to say that Sakura! You idiot. Let him go to bed!

"D-Do you really have to go now?" I muttered so quietly, but amazing enough, he heard me according to the laughter.

"Does it really make you that nervous? Alright, come with me then at least. This room is freezing." Syaoran walked over and grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the room.

He was right, it was cold. But why is it that his hand stays so warm?

The superpowers boys have, I will never understand.

It was silent walking down the hall, not a sound was uttered out of us.

As nervous as I was, the sleep spell finally casted on me as a yawn couldn't help but escape from my mouth.

Entering Syaoran's room, I threw myself onto his bed, messing up his covers and wrapped it around me like a cocoon. It's winter now and his room is beyond freezing. Does he leave windows open or something?

"Aw come on, leave some blanket for me will you?" He pouted as I giggled, shaking my head.

Giving up, Syaoran walked over to his closet, pulling out a dark, green hoodie and slid it on. "Whatever, this jacket is warmer than the blanket anyway." He scowled and sat on the edge of the bed.

"I'll trade you then? This blanket for that jacket?"

"Too late. The jacket is mine." He grinned.

"Aw, come on…pleeaasseeeeee?" I begged, pursing my lips.

Another yawn escaped my lips and became more tired. "I should go to my room…I'm getting tired already." I mumbled, tiredly sitting up from the bed.

Unexpectedly, in an instant, a pair of arms wrapped around me before I could get up. "You know I'm really nervous too?" I heard him whisper, hiding his face past my shoulder in embarrassment.

That idiot is a liar; the jacket he's wearing is too light to have on during winter. He's probably freezing.

So much for trying to man up. Stupid.

"We all are." I replied, donating half the blanket I stole. "And next time, think twice about freezing yourself to death."

I curled myself against his chest, like I do nearly every night…except this past few days.

You know what…I should tell him. Before having to face another fake one tomorrow, I should tell Syaoran how I feel about him. Maybe it wouldn't make things as awkward.

Besides, it's perfect timing, nothing can pop in and interrupt me.

Taking a deep breath, I became nervous all over again.

It shouldn't be that hard, just a few simple words.

Oh my god…here I go.

Biting my lip anxiously, I finally said something.

"Hey…you know." I muttered. "I don't know if…if you feel the same or not. But for a while, I don't know how long." I fumbled with a string from the blanket, almost regretting this.

"I really-I really like you."

With my heart beating so fast after the hardest confession I've ever had, I glanced up at him, hoping he wouldn't react terribly.

But instead, I completely froze.

Syaoran was dead asleep, crashed right on my shoulder and missed every word I said.

I was thankful though, for I wasn't sure he'll return the feelings. He probably won't.

But at the same time, falling asleep during my confession?

God Syaoran Li, I hate you sometimes.

Oh my gawd, shame on you Syaoran!

Heheheh

So school ends this Thursday and then Comicon over weekend, and that means...

WRITING TIME. Yayyyyy

-Al