Me--whoa i'm tired! Don't you hate it when you get a very drowsy feeling after watching a movie? I just watched Pearl Harbor, and MAN THAT WAS A FREAKING GOOD MOVIE! Lol! Now I'm obsessed with battles and stuff--and I feel SO drowsy!
Distance
Chapter- Eriol Hiiragizawa
"Got a letter yet, Tomoyo-chan?" Chiharu, one of Tomoyo's other friends, asked.
"Uh--no." Tomoyo said sadly. Chiharu patted her friend on the back.
"That's okay. I'm sure you'll get a penpal soon."
"I SENT IT 7 MONTHS AGO AND STILL HAVEN'T GOTTEN ANYTHING, AND SAKURA SENT IT 7 MONTHS AGO TOO BUT GOT ONE LIKE--5 WEEKS LATER!" Tomoyo shouted.
"Okay.." Chiharu said opening the door to the lunch room. They came in and seated themselves at their usual lunch table with their friends. Rika was talking to Naoko, and Yamazaki was telling Sakura one of his "true" stories.
"And then I just stood there, so frightened while sitting in front of the piano." said Rika. "Uh huh." Sakura said "And.." she said.
"And then, I heard my teacher whisper to me to start on another bar and all that. And then I, fortunately, got through the rest of my recital song." She said.
"Oh." Sakura said. "Well I guess it was good that you started some place instead of just sitting there, numb because you screwed up on that piece." She said.
"Hey did you know?" Yamazaki said pointing his left index finger up in the air.
"Are you telling lies again?" Chiharu asked Yamazaki with her hands against her waist.
"I didnt' say anything yet!" He said. Tomoyo giggled and seated herself in between Naoko and Sakura.
"Then what is it?" Chiharu said.
"Well, did you know that way back before Beethoven and Bach and Mozart and those people.." He said. "People used to play the piano with their toes?"
"Really?" Sakura said outloud. "Then how are they supposed to play since people's toes are so short and stubby?" She said. Tomoyo giggled.
"Well, they have these gloves they put on, which allow their toes to be extra long--about five feet long. And when they sit, they sit on cold ice under their butts."
"Really?" Naoko said.
"HOE!" Sakura said to Tomoyo. Then the next thing everybody saw was Chiharu dragging him away by his colar, while he was still talking about the blue postbox.
"Hohoho!" Tomoyo giggled. Then she remembered something very important.
"Hey, Sakura." She said. "Can you come over today?"
"Sure! Why?" Sakura said biting into her sandwich.
"Well, I want you to help me edit some of the video's that I took of you." She said. "I'm gonna make a Sakura Kinomoto movie! That is so KAWAII!" Tomoyo then became starry eyed. Sakura sweatdropped.
"Okay."
later at Tomoyo's house*
Sakura stood in front of Tomoyo's huge mansion. Every time she went over, she was always overwealmed by the largeness of the mansion. Tomoyo punched in the code to the security system on the little black box outside of the gate. Then the gates slowly opened and Sakura and Tomoyo went into the mansion in front of them.
"Whoa. Did your house get bigger or what?" Sakura said as she entered. Tomoyo giggled and shook her head.
"No. But we did renovate the west wing though."
"Hoe!" said Sakura.
"Yeah. Mom I'm home! And I brought Sakura with me!" Tomoyo shouted. Then as fast as Sakura could say hoe, Sonomi, Tomoyo's mother, came rushing in to greet them. She held Sakura's hands.
"Konnichiwa Sakura-chan! How are you?" She said.
"I'm fine. You?" Sakura replied.
"Oh I'm fine. Thank you for asking." And then she let go of Sakura's hands. "Tomoyo-chan, you got a letter from England." Sonomi said to Tomoyo.
"REally? Where is it?" Tomoyo shouted with glee in her voice.
"I put left it on your desk." Sonomi answered.
"C'mon Sakura!" Tomoyo shouted then quickly grabbed Sakura's hand and starting running to her room.
"Hey, Tomoyo-chan! You finally got a penpal!" Sakura said as she entered Tomoyo's room. Tomoyo clapped her hands to turn on the lights, and then went to her desk to find the letter.
"I'M SO HAPPY!" Tomoyo shouted as she held the letter in front of her. She hugged and kissed it like a treasure. Sakura sweatdropped.
"Open it up then!" Sakura shouted. Tomoyo got her letter opener, and then carefully slid it to rip the seal. Sakura helped take it out. She handed the letter back to Tomoyo.
"Let's see now..." Tomoyo said. "His name is Eriol Hiiragizawa."
"That sounds like a japanese name." Sakura commented looking at the letter over Tomoyo's shoulder.
"His favorite color is black...his favorite food are sweet things, and his birthday is on March 23. And he also says...'I hope we can be good penpals. I enjoy communicating with people all over the world. Please write back soon.'" She said.
"And he also included a recipe on how to make Lemon Feather Cake." Sakura said taking out a recipe card from the envelope.
"Oh really? Well I guess I should write him a letter of thanks." Tomoyo siad looking at the card. "C'mon. Help me write back!" Tomoyo said flopping on her bed.
"Sure. Ok..." Sakura said sitting beside Tomoyo on the bed.
"Lets see now. How should I start it. Konnichiwa...?" Tomoyo suggested. Sakura nodded her head.
"Oh--and don't forget your name! Names are very important!" Sakura added nodding her head. Tomoyo got out her pen and her best stationery and started writing down stuff.
"Okay...and that I'm 16 and 3 quarters. Now what should I put for hobbies? I already put video taping and stuff." Tomoyo said.
"I'm the wrong person to be asking. I put 'What's it to ya'! Remember?" Sakura said.
"Oh yeah. Let's see now..I like collecting stuffed animals, I like music..."
**later**
"Sakura's leaving now, mom, but I'm gonna go with her to put my letter into the postbox! Bye!" Tomoyo shouted as she closed the door.
"So do you think he'll reply?" Sakura asked Tomoyo while walking along side with her, with her hands in her coat pocket. It was around seven in the night, which was the time hte temperature in Tomoeda dropped.
"I hope so." Tomoyo said. "I wonder why it took him so long to write to me." She said stopping at the postbox.
"Well, I'll see ya tomorrow, Tomoyo-chan. bye!" Sakura said continueing to walk. Tomoyo smiled as she saw Sakura walk. She turned her attention to the letter. Then questions started filling through her mind. What if he won't return a letter? She looked at the letter. She wrote her name and address in her neatest writing possible and the cutest stamp she could find. She stared at it and kissed it before gently placing it in the postbox.
-end of chapter 3---
I am so running out of ideas..i dunno y..i'm sorta ill right now so i don't really feel like typing or anything like that...*yawn*...thanks for all of ur reviews everybody!