A/N #1: Hey peoples! This is my second fic. I hope you like it. By the way, Sakura, Syaoran, and Tomoyo are 19, the other students ages are 18-22, and the professors are 30-?.
A/N #2: I would like to thank all of those peoples who reviewed my fic. Though I did get a few reviewers that were wondering why Sakura left. Well, the reason I made it that way is because I want my readers to think of reasons why it's like that. Besides, I think the after the next chapter will answer that question. And if you're still wondering why I made it like that, just e-mail me.
Disclaimer I do not, in any way, shape, or form, own CCS. The reason being that Clamp does.
Out of all Places, It had to be Hong Kong
CHAPTER 4
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The next day . . .
Sakura was sleeping peacefully, until her alarm clock went off. After turning it off, she went back to sleep.
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30 minutes later . . .
"Sakura! Wake Up!" Tomoyo yelled. "Your first class starts in 15 minutes."
"What?!" Sakura said. In record speed, she got dressed, ate some breakfast, and gathered all of her things in 5 minutes. After saying goodbye to Tomoyo, she left.
'Some things will never change. I just hope that her calculus professor won't be too mad.' Tomoyo thought.
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In the calculus classroom . . .
Syaoran was sitting in the back of class thinking.
'I am still unsure if that was Sakura at the party. I doubt it was her, but Tomoyo was at the party as well. And wherever Sakura goes, Tomoyo is sure to follow.' Syaoran kept on thinking even after the professor walked in.
"Good morning class. I take it you all had a good weekend. Now, lets get started by . . ." Suddenly, the professor was interrupted by a panting girl in the doorway.
"Excuse me, but are you Professor Chau and is this Advanced Calculus?"
"Yes, I am Professor Chau. And you are?"
"Oh, my name is Sakura Kinomoto. I came from Japan." As soon as those words came out of her mouth, Syaoran turned his attention to the front of the classroom.
'Sakura? Oh crap, she is here. Then that was her who I sensed at the ball. Damn she looks good.' Syaoran thought.
"It is nice to meet you Miss Kinomoto, but please try to be on time from now on. It gets real annoying having to stop in the middle of a lesson." Professor Chau replied.
"Don't worry. That will be the last one." Sakura answered.
"Alright then. Would you please take that seat in front of Li Syaoran."
"Yes ma'am." Sakura said, in a not so excited tone.
As Sakura was walking to her desk, she could here various whispers between some of the students.
"I wonder if she has a boyfriend."
"She looks hot."
When she reached her seat, Syaoran greeted her.
"Hey Sakura. Long time, no see."
"Yeah." Then she just took her seat, not bothering to turn around and talk to him.
'Why is she being so quiet? She doesn't seem her usual, happy self. Maybe I should talk to her after class.'
After 2 hours of sitting through an entire lesson, the bell finally rang. As Sakura was walking out of the classroom, Syaoran approached her.
"Hey Sakura. What are you doing in Hong Kong?"
"Oh, Tomoyo and I were selected to be part of the Sorority Exchange Program, and it just-so-happens that we were going to this school." Sakura said, in a rather cold tone.
"Really? Well, which sorority do you belong to?" Syaoran asked, trying to sound like doesn't know anything about it.
"Tomoyo and I are part of Pi Beta Delta." Sakura said. "Now if you will excuse me, I have to get to my next class."
'Pi Beta Delta? She just had to be in the sorority with my biggest nightmare' Syaoran thought, referring to Xiana.
"Wait. Couldn't you at least join me for a cup of coffee or something?" He asked, hoping that she would say yes.
But after thinking it over, all Sakura could say was, "Sorry, maybe some other time." Then she left.
As Sakura was walking away, Syaoran began to think.
'Has my lack of communication to her caused her to be so quiet and sad? Maybe I should ask Tomoyo?" With that, he began to search for Tomoyo.
END OF CHAPTER 4
A/N: I know that this chapter is shorter that the last one, but that's the way I want it. Anyway, I hope you all decide to review. Once again, flames are accepted, just don't go saying that 'this is the worst piece of crap that I have ever read.' It won't be deleted, it's just that I have better things to do that read something that insults my imagination. If you want, you can e-mail at the_blue_rose85@hotmail.com