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Chapter 5; Punks Are About

Okay, I'm VERY VERY sorry about the delay on Chapter 5, I just had a ton of stuff to do.

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Sayoran was having a Hawaiian- style end- of - the year party. He always had one at home. He had posters up everywhere, and invitations passed out. Unfortunately, One of these invitations ended up in the hands of Melin Rae.

"This is one party I have no desire whatsoever to crash." Tomoyo slumped back in her mother's comfy armchair.

"I don't have any ideas. " Sakura said.

"Come, ON! Do you have no creativity!" Melin tossed around her bright sunflower yellow hair.

"No, wait, I saw this thing in a magazine-" Sakura was cut off by Tomoyo.

"If you insist, Why don't we cut the power, and tamper with the lights so that they'll flash on and off. " Tomoyo suggested.

"I have a better idea, " Sakura protested.

"What, then!" Tomoyo sounded exasperated.

"This is gonna be good..." Melin smirked.

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Sakura was at home organizing her latest scheme. She heard a rapping noise at the window. She saw a face pressing against the glass. Without thinking, she let out a monstrous scream. Li Sayoran tumbled through the window.

"Shut up, Will you!" Sayoran pleaded. Sakura closed her mouth. Something was different about him. Parts of his hair were bleached and dyed. He was wearing baggy black jeans , and black steel-toed boots, With a T-shirt that said, WELCOME TO New York, with a smoking gun barrel pointing at the viewer. He had a chan on, and a hole on one leg of his jeans.

"You're not a preppie anymore!" Sakura said, then she shook her head. "What the hell are you doing! Climbing through my window!"

"Sorry, I just wanted to give you this." He handed her a piece of paper.

"It's an Invation." Sakura glanced at it.

"Yup, okay, bye" Sayoran walked over to the window.

"Wait a second!" Sakura grabbed his arm. "Use the friggin' door!"

"HEY!" Toyua yelled. "Did I hear someone screaming?"

"Okay, fine, use the window." Sakura let go.

"I heard you scream!" Toyua rushed into the room with a baseball bat.

"No, you didn't." Sakura half-smiled.

"Yes I did."

"No you didn't"

"Yes I did"

"No."

"Yes"

"No"

"Yes."

"HEY!" Mr. Kinomoto yelled from downstairs. "CAN YOU KEEP IT DOWN!"

After Toyua had left the room, Sakura reached for the phone.

"Hi! Melin!"

"Tomoyo?"

"No.........."

"Sakura?"

"No........."

"SAKURA!"

"No........."

"God, you are so annoying at ten o' clock at night. Have you been drinking coffee again?"

"Yes......."

"No more coffee!"

"Okay, fine, whatever. Listen, Sayoran just gave me an invitation to his party. "

"Just gave you?"

"He climbed through my window."

"What!?"

"Never Mind."

"Point being....."

"I can't crash the party!" Sakura blurted. There was a moment of awkward silence on the other end of the phone.

"Don't tell me your bailing out on me too." Melin said finally.

"Huh?"

"Tomoyo and Eroli are going too."

"I can't imagine Tomoyo in a grass skirt." Sakura raised an eyebrow.

"Look who's talking."

"Well, Maybe you could go too, I mean, maybe we could put 'happy shots' in the punch, or Toyua's magic stuff....."

"FINE! you win...." Melin groaned.

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AT THE PARTY:

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The party turned out okay, for the most part, the only thing that was 'Hawaiian' about it was that all the drinks had umbrellas in them.

Sayoran had a huge house, and they had a D.j. The best part was everyone looked like a punk.

Sakura had streaked her bangs white for the occasion, and wore a black shirts, fingerless gloves, and baggy jeans with boots. Melin had bleached her hair, and wore a black skirt, boots, and a black shirt with a spiked choker.

Tomoyo showed up later with Eroli, also dressed in black and White. Well, Tomoyo wore white, Eroli wore black.

"Oh, Hi!" Sayoran ran up to them. "Weren't sure you were coming."

"This is a pretty cool party, actually, nice job." Sakura commented. Sayoran's hair was dyed blue on the top. He was still wearing his 'Welcome To New York' shirt with the smoking gun barrel. He was wearing black pants with a chain and boots.

"Yeah, Could you believe there were some assholes that showed up wearing grass skirts and coconut bras?" Sayoran shook his head. "I had to lock the back door. "

The music stopped then started up again.

Oh My God, Becky look at her butt...

Sayoran smirked. He saw a smile begin to start on Sakura's face.

"Come On" Sayoran grabbed her hand, and Sakura allowed herself to be led.

"So what made you give up the Brook's Brothers routine." Sakura asked. She and Sayoran were sitting outside on his Patio. He had a pool, and Eroli and Melin were trying to push Tomoyo in.

"Well," Sayoran said. " If you can't beat em' Join em'."

"So, you ready for football practice tomorrow?" Sakura smiled.

"That was you!?" Sayoran stopped. They were walking along the pool deck, now. Sakura smirked. "Sorry." Sayoran said.

"For...." Sakura raised an eyebrow.

"Well, about you mother. I didn't know." Sayoran said.

"It's okay. I think I kinda overacted." Sakura stopped. Sayoran leaned in for a kiss.

-_ BIG MUSHY KISSING SCENE INSERTED HERE _-

Sayoran leaned away. Sakura glanced at the pool. Without a second thought, she pushed Sayoran in.

"HEY! What was that for!!" Sayoran yelled.

"That's my way of saying, you're forgiven." Sakura crossed her arms.

"Okay." Sayoran grabbed her leg and pulled her in.

"GAA!" Sakura landed with a big splash. "Okay, I deserved that."

"Umm..." Sayoran started. "I know this might not be the best time to ask, but do you want to go to a movie or something?" He asked as he climbed out of the pool.

"Sure." Sakura said, taking Sayoran's offered hand, and got out.

END

This is the END

ENDING

This is the End. There is no more written here.

END!!!!

Why are you still here!?

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Okay, so I'm finally all done! Please review and give me thoughts, comments, or suggestions for my next story (Which will not take an Eon to write)

Ever Mind The Rule Of Three:

Stay away from Crack, Cocaine, and Coffee.

Have a nice day.

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