Runaway

One Opportunity

Author's notes

Yet another fanfic! Please review!

As usual, CCS belongs to CLAMP! PG-13 for some swearings, nothing really serious.

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Sakura sighed as she looked at the TV screen, her was face was alittle flushed, cause she had just finished watching her favorite person in the whole world, the famose yet controvecial rapper Syaoran.

"Like I'm ever going to meet him..." signed Sakura as she heard her father yelling downstairs "Sakura! You're going to be late for school if you don't hurry up!"

'School.' That word makes Sakura sick, she hated school, she never fitted in any of the crowd, the popular ones or the nerds crowd. She's always a loner. The main reason Sakura never fitted in is she never tried, and of couse the way she dressed, with a baggy pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt that was oversized with a hood. And with her percious CD player and a pair of headphones.

"Okay, I'm coming." Sakura turned off the TV slowly and walked downstairs. "Bye dad!" Sakura said quietly as she closed the front door. Sakura squeezed her eyes shut beacause she barely go outside, even at summer time, she rather go watch TV or computer and search information and new on Syaoran. Sakura, a 17 years old girl lives in a town called Tomodea, a town where nothing happens, a boring life that sucks really bad, in Sakura's opinon.

Even now Sakura had been in her highschool for the 2nd year, people still start whispering to each other when she walked past them, she hated that, she wish she could just walk up and punch them in the face, but then she'll end up in the principale's office, which is a place where Sakura's quite familiar of.

When Sakura walked towards her locker bank she heard the bell rang, everyone hurried to their classes, except Sakura. She shrugged, she's always late for class, and then the teacher would make her stand in the hall way, which is okay since Sakura then could listen to her CD player

"Sakura Kinmoto! You're late again!" the teacher said as Sakura opened the door with a thud.

"Yeah."

"Yeah? Excuse me? Young lady, you've got a serious attitude problem. Now if you please, go stand in the hall way, and I'll deal with this later."

Sakura could help to grin for some reason, she could hear her class whispering as she closed the class room door with a even louder bang. Sakura sitted down on the floor and put her headphones on her ears, and then turned the channel to her favorite rap station. Just then Syaoran's song came on , Sakura smiled and begin to sing along with it.

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"Ms Kinmoto." said the principal as he looked through Sakura's files

"Yeah, that's me." Sakura said as she glared at the principal

"You seems to have a problem following the school rules and fitting in with the others."

"So?"

"So, I'm think that you need some serios help."

"Good for you, for just noticing that."

The principal frowned

"Now can I go?"

"No you may not, I'm going to make a phone call."

"Why the hell do I have to site here and listening to you making fucking phone call?" Sakura said as she got up and pushed the chair so hard it fall onto the ground

"MS KINOMOTO, SITE DOWN, OR I'M FORCED TO CALL THE POLICE!"

"Go head, I don't give okay, so go ahead and make the phone call." Sakura yelled as she stormed outside the office, grabbed her bag and onto the street.

'Uh oh, they're going to go after me, I better get away from here.' Sakura thought as she runned towards her hideout, a underground rap palace, where people battle against each other and wins money when they win first place of second.

Sakura never talked to anyone from the rap palace, because most of them are from gangs or from streets. She usually just site at the back and listening to other perform, but today she felt like performing, so she grabbed the mike and start to perform, then everybody's attension turned towards Sakura, she's actually a really good at it.

Then the door opened and a guy walked in, dressed exactly like Sakura, with hode over his eyes. He stand at the back of the room and crosses his arms.

"This might be just what I was looking for..." he mummered as he looked at the girl on the stage.

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Yes, a really short chapter, this is acutally suppose to be prologue, but it's kinda long for it. Please tell me if I should continue, I promise the next chapter will be far more longer than this one!