Chapter 3: Same School?
As I was overwhelmed by euphoria, I suffered from insomnia. I could not sleep for the entire night. I kept pinching myself to see whether I was dreaming. After umpteenth times of "torturing" myself, I eventually believed that it was real, not illusion. So, as a result, I looked like a living dead with ugly eyebags under my eyes. I felt drowsy and grumpy. However, whenever I think of the fact that my world's bestest friend is here in the same land as me, I immediately feel refreshed and lightened up.
As usual, I took a long stroll to school. I greeted my classmates and headed through the aisle to my desk. I automatically slumped into my comfortable blue chair.
During the mathematics lesson which was the last subject before lunchtime, I waited impatiently for 11:30 to arrive. I could not wait to tell Lauren this great piece of news. Finally, 11:30 has come. I briskly grabbed all my books and headed straight out of the classroom. On my way to the cafeteria, someone knocked me down and caused my books to be strewn all over the ground.
"Are you blind or what? Can't you see where you are going?" I spat furiously.
"I'm sorry," came the reply.
He picked up my books and handed them to me. I got up to my feet and brushed off the dirt on my clothes.
"Next time pl~"
I looked up and saw the ever familiar amber eyes.
"Sakura?"
"Syaoran?"
Both of said in unison.
After a moment of silence, we started laughing hysterically. When our laughter subsided, I managed to say, "So, you are admitted to this school?"
"Yeah. Isn't it a coincidence?" Syaoran said.
We started laughing again. I could feel eyes staring at us as if we were some sort of aliens. My stomach began to growl.
"Hungry, huh?" Syaoran asked.
"Yup. Aren't you?"
"Let's go have lunch together then," Syaoran suggested.
Off we went to the crowded cafeteria. When we seated ourselves, we started talking about the school, Japan and California. It was like the good old times we had back in Japan, laughing and teasing one another (with Tomoyo of course). I never had such a great time since I left Japan.
As I was overwhelmed by euphoria, I suffered from insomnia. I could not sleep for the entire night. I kept pinching myself to see whether I was dreaming. After umpteenth times of "torturing" myself, I eventually believed that it was real, not illusion. So, as a result, I looked like a living dead with ugly eyebags under my eyes. I felt drowsy and grumpy. However, whenever I think of the fact that my world's bestest friend is here in the same land as me, I immediately feel refreshed and lightened up.
As usual, I took a long stroll to school. I greeted my classmates and headed through the aisle to my desk. I automatically slumped into my comfortable blue chair.
During the mathematics lesson which was the last subject before lunchtime, I waited impatiently for 11:30 to arrive. I could not wait to tell Lauren this great piece of news. Finally, 11:30 has come. I briskly grabbed all my books and headed straight out of the classroom. On my way to the cafeteria, someone knocked me down and caused my books to be strewn all over the ground.
"Are you blind or what? Can't you see where you are going?" I spat furiously.
"I'm sorry," came the reply.
He picked up my books and handed them to me. I got up to my feet and brushed off the dirt on my clothes.
"Next time pl~"
I looked up and saw the ever familiar amber eyes.
"Sakura?"
"Syaoran?"
Both of said in unison.
After a moment of silence, we started laughing hysterically. When our laughter subsided, I managed to say, "So, you are admitted to this school?"
"Yeah. Isn't it a coincidence?" Syaoran said.
We started laughing again. I could feel eyes staring at us as if we were some sort of aliens. My stomach began to growl.
"Hungry, huh?" Syaoran asked.
"Yup. Aren't you?"
"Let's go have lunch together then," Syaoran suggested.
Off we went to the crowded cafeteria. When we seated ourselves, we started talking about the school, Japan and California. It was like the good old times we had back in Japan, laughing and teasing one another (with Tomoyo of course). I never had such a great time since I left Japan.