When You Wish Upon a Star
By: Xiao
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Chapter Two: Runaway
"Sure, Syaoran." She said, after taking a glance out the window at those little girls holding hands and locking one another in their arms. She wanted to laugh, considering it was such a childish game, but couldn't find her voice for the moment.
"Here," he said, taking that silver band from his finger, the same band that he had worn every day for his mother's request, until now. What was the point, anyway? That ring symbolized that him and Meiling were together, and in a few moments (if he could find the courage to say it. He had been practicing what to say to here for a very long time) they wouldn't be together anymore, right? She let him set it in her hand, and looked up at him.
"Syaoran?--"
"I'm sorry, Meiling." He said, waiting for her to slap him or yell, cry perphaps. That's what he had been planning for, but she didn't even more. Infact, she kind of just stared at him in disbelief for a moment.
"Okay," she said, her voice shaky. Silently, she looked down at her hand, which was beginning to tremble, and pulled her own silver ring from her finger, and threw it at him. She stood, quickly, and walked out of his room, slipping Syaoran's ring into her pocket. She could feel some tears, but did not let herself cry aloud.
"Meiling, really, I'm sorry.." His voice trailed, as he stared at the ring which Meiling had thrown at him. She looked back at the girl, who was now stopping in his doorway. She turned, and stared at him for a moment. His eyes watched as those tears silently fell.
"No," she said, shaking her head, she took a glance into the hallway for a moment, and then back at him. "No, you're not." She walked out of the room, and to her own, grabbing her coat, and pulling it over her slender arms. She looked at some of her things, and picked them up, sticking them into her pockets. She then grabbed her backpack, filled it with more items, and walked into the hallway.
"I'm going for a walk, Wei!" She said, before walking to the door and slamming it, finding herself glaring at the little group of young girls who had stopped playing and singing because of the sudden slam from the door.
Silently, she made her way to one of the parks that layed near her school, and sat herself on a swing. She let herself cry, since no one was looking. She pulled out her money from her pocket and began to count, and then slipped it back, pulling out one of the plane tickets her mother had given her, just incase she ever decided to come back home. The ticket was a special one, considering it would allow her to get the earliest flight anyday that she wanted, first class, and have it take her back to Hong Kong. That's how much the Li clan was in Hong Kong.
She chuckled lightly. She had had this ticket for so long, and had even told her mother to keep it because she would never come back to Hong Kong. Even if she was going to, she planned on returning when Syaoran wanted to go back home. Who knew that it would come in handy?
Oh, not that she wanted to go to her parent's house. She had different plans for her plane ticket to Hong Kong, but all she had to do was plan it all out.
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"Are you all right, Meiling?" Syaoran had asked her once Meiling had came back from her walk. She stared at him, wondering why he was making an effort. He, himself, had said that the relationship was over, didn't he? Why was he even trying, now, after that? To make her feel even worse?
"Fine," She said, avoiding eye contact with the boy, and walking straight past him before he could say anymore. "I'm just tired. I'm going to go to bed." He nodded. She went to her room, and quietly changed into her pajamas, slowly.
She sat herself down, and set her alarm clock in her lap, while she began to dial in the time she wished to wake up; two in the morning. She couldn't help but thank herself for being a light sleeper, considering she could put the alarm on low so that it wouldn't wake anyone else up but her. She looked at the picture of her and Syaoran, forcing herself to smile while her lips began to tremble and tears finally began to fall again. She pushed the frame down, and pulled herself under the covers, switching off the light from the lamp. She shut eyes, hoping that in the morning when she would leave, that twisted emptiness would be of finally left.
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Buzz-a-ling. Buzz-a-ling. She opened an eye and randomly slapped at her alarm clock until it turned off. She turned the opposite way and snuggled herself deeply back into her pillow, keeping her eyes shut. Pause. 'Wait a second. I had that set for two in the morning for -- Damnit. Get up, Meiling.' She thought to herself.
Unwillingly, the raven haired girl pulled herself out of the bed, got dressed and began to pack her things in a miniture suit case that wouldn't attract too much attention when she made her way to the airport. Sighing, she stared at the picture on her nightstand, and took a seat, again, pulling out a sheet of paper and a pen.
"Dear Syaoran,
I wish you payed more attention to me when I got home. Maybe you would of been able to stop my leaving? I guess it doesn't matter, as long as you're happy with Sakura. I'm leaving. Maybe forever. Maybe only a few days. Don't try to look for me, you probably won't be able to find me, anyway.
Hey, I love you, though.
Xoxo,
Meiling Li"
She folded the paper, and grabbed her things, taking a glance at the rest of her room before exiting and entering Syaoran's room, placing the note on his desk, which was next to the door to his bedroom. Sighing, she stared at the person sleeping, and left.
This was for the best, wasn't it? It had to be, or else she wouldn't of been leaving. Anyway, what was the use being in the presence of someone you could never have? Maybe when she left she would find people who cared about her, and maybe it would make Syaoran realize that 'you don't know what you had until it's gone.' That's what she hoped.
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'Damnit, I wish I could just drive to the frickin' airport. Why does everyone have to give me these looks?!' She thought, trying her best not to stare back or yell. She had taken the bus to take her to the airport, and now she was recieving weird looks from some old guys, and then some looks from random girls.
The bus came to a stop, and in that instant, Meiling ran off the bus and into the airport. It took only a few minutes, since the place was almost deserted, and she easily got through the checkout when showing them her ID.
"A fourteen year old leaving on her own?" One of the ladies had asked, staring at the girls ID.
"My mother wishes to see me, and I had no one else. Do you have a problem? Or would you rather me call her? I'm sure she would be quite annoyed with you forcing me to call her in the very early morning, anyway. So?" The flight attended nodded, and took the girl into the plane, and seating her in the first class section.
'Okay, Meiling, nearly home free.' She looked around. 'Just catch a room in a hotel and you'll figure it out from there.' She smiled, leaned back and looked around at the other passengers, who were giving her funny looks as well.
By: Xiao
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Chapter Two: Runaway
"Sure, Syaoran." She said, after taking a glance out the window at those little girls holding hands and locking one another in their arms. She wanted to laugh, considering it was such a childish game, but couldn't find her voice for the moment.
"Here," he said, taking that silver band from his finger, the same band that he had worn every day for his mother's request, until now. What was the point, anyway? That ring symbolized that him and Meiling were together, and in a few moments (if he could find the courage to say it. He had been practicing what to say to here for a very long time) they wouldn't be together anymore, right? She let him set it in her hand, and looked up at him.
"Syaoran?--"
"I'm sorry, Meiling." He said, waiting for her to slap him or yell, cry perphaps. That's what he had been planning for, but she didn't even more. Infact, she kind of just stared at him in disbelief for a moment.
"Okay," she said, her voice shaky. Silently, she looked down at her hand, which was beginning to tremble, and pulled her own silver ring from her finger, and threw it at him. She stood, quickly, and walked out of his room, slipping Syaoran's ring into her pocket. She could feel some tears, but did not let herself cry aloud.
"Meiling, really, I'm sorry.." His voice trailed, as he stared at the ring which Meiling had thrown at him. She looked back at the girl, who was now stopping in his doorway. She turned, and stared at him for a moment. His eyes watched as those tears silently fell.
"No," she said, shaking her head, she took a glance into the hallway for a moment, and then back at him. "No, you're not." She walked out of the room, and to her own, grabbing her coat, and pulling it over her slender arms. She looked at some of her things, and picked them up, sticking them into her pockets. She then grabbed her backpack, filled it with more items, and walked into the hallway.
"I'm going for a walk, Wei!" She said, before walking to the door and slamming it, finding herself glaring at the little group of young girls who had stopped playing and singing because of the sudden slam from the door.
Silently, she made her way to one of the parks that layed near her school, and sat herself on a swing. She let herself cry, since no one was looking. She pulled out her money from her pocket and began to count, and then slipped it back, pulling out one of the plane tickets her mother had given her, just incase she ever decided to come back home. The ticket was a special one, considering it would allow her to get the earliest flight anyday that she wanted, first class, and have it take her back to Hong Kong. That's how much the Li clan was in Hong Kong.
She chuckled lightly. She had had this ticket for so long, and had even told her mother to keep it because she would never come back to Hong Kong. Even if she was going to, she planned on returning when Syaoran wanted to go back home. Who knew that it would come in handy?
Oh, not that she wanted to go to her parent's house. She had different plans for her plane ticket to Hong Kong, but all she had to do was plan it all out.
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"Are you all right, Meiling?" Syaoran had asked her once Meiling had came back from her walk. She stared at him, wondering why he was making an effort. He, himself, had said that the relationship was over, didn't he? Why was he even trying, now, after that? To make her feel even worse?
"Fine," She said, avoiding eye contact with the boy, and walking straight past him before he could say anymore. "I'm just tired. I'm going to go to bed." He nodded. She went to her room, and quietly changed into her pajamas, slowly.
She sat herself down, and set her alarm clock in her lap, while she began to dial in the time she wished to wake up; two in the morning. She couldn't help but thank herself for being a light sleeper, considering she could put the alarm on low so that it wouldn't wake anyone else up but her. She looked at the picture of her and Syaoran, forcing herself to smile while her lips began to tremble and tears finally began to fall again. She pushed the frame down, and pulled herself under the covers, switching off the light from the lamp. She shut eyes, hoping that in the morning when she would leave, that twisted emptiness would be of finally left.
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Buzz-a-ling. Buzz-a-ling. She opened an eye and randomly slapped at her alarm clock until it turned off. She turned the opposite way and snuggled herself deeply back into her pillow, keeping her eyes shut. Pause. 'Wait a second. I had that set for two in the morning for -- Damnit. Get up, Meiling.' She thought to herself.
Unwillingly, the raven haired girl pulled herself out of the bed, got dressed and began to pack her things in a miniture suit case that wouldn't attract too much attention when she made her way to the airport. Sighing, she stared at the picture on her nightstand, and took a seat, again, pulling out a sheet of paper and a pen.
"Dear Syaoran,
I wish you payed more attention to me when I got home. Maybe you would of been able to stop my leaving? I guess it doesn't matter, as long as you're happy with Sakura. I'm leaving. Maybe forever. Maybe only a few days. Don't try to look for me, you probably won't be able to find me, anyway.
Hey, I love you, though.
Xoxo,
Meiling Li"
She folded the paper, and grabbed her things, taking a glance at the rest of her room before exiting and entering Syaoran's room, placing the note on his desk, which was next to the door to his bedroom. Sighing, she stared at the person sleeping, and left.
This was for the best, wasn't it? It had to be, or else she wouldn't of been leaving. Anyway, what was the use being in the presence of someone you could never have? Maybe when she left she would find people who cared about her, and maybe it would make Syaoran realize that 'you don't know what you had until it's gone.' That's what she hoped.
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'Damnit, I wish I could just drive to the frickin' airport. Why does everyone have to give me these looks?!' She thought, trying her best not to stare back or yell. She had taken the bus to take her to the airport, and now she was recieving weird looks from some old guys, and then some looks from random girls.
The bus came to a stop, and in that instant, Meiling ran off the bus and into the airport. It took only a few minutes, since the place was almost deserted, and she easily got through the checkout when showing them her ID.
"A fourteen year old leaving on her own?" One of the ladies had asked, staring at the girls ID.
"My mother wishes to see me, and I had no one else. Do you have a problem? Or would you rather me call her? I'm sure she would be quite annoyed with you forcing me to call her in the very early morning, anyway. So?" The flight attended nodded, and took the girl into the plane, and seating her in the first class section.
'Okay, Meiling, nearly home free.' She looked around. 'Just catch a room in a hotel and you'll figure it out from there.' She smiled, leaned back and looked around at the other passengers, who were giving her funny looks as well.