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GEEK OR CHIC?
By Kawaii-chan
Chapter Three: King of Dorky turned Soccer Player
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Sakura came upstairs after she was dropped off by Rika. She looked through her agenda to check for any homework she had to do. She sighed in frustration when she pulled out her algebra work sheet filled with tons of algebraic equations. "Ugh, stupid DISTRIBUTING BINOMIALS!" she read. She wrote her name in her neat cursive and stared at the sheet blankly. She had forgotten to get help from Syaoran on this when she was there earlier.
"Okay, Sakura, you can do this, this is simple," Sakura mumbled to herself. The problem read, 16t^2 y^6 - 4t. (K/N: ^ stand for to the power of. So 4^6 would be four to the sixth power) "What the heck? How am I supposed to do this?" Sakura exclaimed. She ran her hand through her auburn locks and huffed. "I know! I'll ask Touya!" Sakura said to herself triumphantly. "Onii-chan! Come up here, I need some help with my algebra!" she yelled from the door of her room.
She saw Touya by the door tying his shoes. "Sorry kaijuu, I got a date tonight Megumi," Touya replied not looking up. "Megumi?" Sakura quircked her brow. "Yea, she's the new girl. She smart and damn fine!" Touya smiled. "Ugh, you're know help!" Sakura said exasperated. "Kaijuu's never learn anyways," Touya teased getting on Sakura's last nerves. "DON'T CALL ME A KAIJUU!!!!" Sakura yelled making Touya wince. "Anyway, see ya, KAIJUU!" Touya left and locked the door behind him. She stomped on the ground knowing that her father wasn't home either. "Damn, who do I call know?" Sakura whispered to herself.
Sakura went up stairs and called a couple of her friends but they all seemed to be busy with SOMETHING. "I guess this is my last resort," Sakura mumbled picking up the Tomeoda High Student Directory. Her finger traced the pages and landed on 'Li Syaoran.' Sakura sighed and picked up her pink phone and dialed his number. "Moshi Moshi," came a masculine voice. Sakura stayed silent. "Hello?" Syaoran's voice came again. "Umm, it's me, Kinimoto. I uh, umm, need help," Sakura sweat dropped. "And?" came Syaoran's cocky remark. "You're my tutor! You're supposed to help me, dork!!" Sakura yelled. "Sheesh, y' don't gotta yell your majesty, Queen of Bitchy," Syaoran winced.
"Well?!" Sakura asked frantically. "Fine, what do you want me to do? You want me to help you over the phone?" Syoaran suggested. "No, I have to see you work out the problems. You come over," Sakura huffed. "WHAT? ARE YOU CRAZY? Me over at your house?" Syaoran exclaimed in disbelief. "Don't get over excited, Daddy's gonna have the house sterilized anyways after you come," Sakura insulted him. "Whatever. You want me to come over now?" "Naw, how about twenty years from now? OF COURSE NOW SCUMBAG!" Sakura yelled. "I feel sorry for you, it must not be easy having the crown of Bitchy shoved up your ass. I'll come over now." Sakura heard the dial tone and hung up.
Minutes later she heard the door bell ring and dashed to answer it. "Finally! Sheesh, does your car go that slow?" Sakura asked pulling Syaoran in. "I walked. I don't have a car," Syaoran mumbled. Syaoran took off his shoes and studied the place. The house looked nice and warm inside and very inviting. He was assured that Sakura had nothing to do with decorating.
Sakura took a look him; he was wearing khaki shorts and a navy blue shirt which looked decent enough. His hair didn't have the gel but to her, he still was a nerd. Sakura instructed him to sit at the dining table while she got her things. She walked down and sat next to him.
"Okay, what are you having problems with?" Syaoran started off. "Distributing Binomials. It's just to hard!" she whined. "Of course, with a brain no bigger than a flea's, it would be. Don't worry, my sympathies are with you," Syaoran played. "SHUT UP!" "Fine, okay, let me see your work sheet," Syaoran directed. "Thanks for doing this for me," Sakura commented. "Doing this for you? Hell no," Syaoran replied. "WHAT? WHY NOT?" Sakura complained. "Because I'm your tutor and not your little cheating buddy." "You dork! Why the hell do you do this. I got a life you know. I need the answers right now!" Sakura exclaimed. Syaoran sighed.
"Sugar and spice and everything nice, these were the ingredients chosen to make the perfect little girl. But SOMEONE, had to 'accidentally' add in chemical PMS. Thus, Sakura Kinimoto was born! Thanks to her ultra-super bitchyness, she ruins my day! Dun, dun, dun-dun, dun, dun, dun" Syaoran recited from the Power Puff Girls.
He expected to get a hard slap in the face but was shocked when he heard her her laugh. "What's so funny?" he asked blankly. "Hahahaha, chemical PMS, hahaha that's a new one! You actually have a sense of humor. Hahahahaha!" Sakura held her stomach while she laughed. "Oh, please, like you haven't heard that one before," Syaoran sighed. Sakura nodded her head no. "What ever, just stay still while I HELP you to get the answers." "Okay, what ever King of Dorky," Sakura stiffled a giggle. 'He's not that bad,' Sakura thought to herself, 'but he's still a super-geek.'
After the long and tiring hour and a half, they were finally done and Sakura finally managed to master her skills in distributing. "Oof, not having hair gel gets on my friggin nerves," Syaoran gritted his teeth as he struggled to pull his a-little-bit-too-long bangs from the frames of his glasses. "You're one hell of a weird person. Don't you know that you look like 0.1% percent better without it?" Sakura replied not looking up from the practice problems Syaoran assigned. "Oh, 0.1%, big difference!" Syaoran replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Why the hell do you think they invented CONTACTS?" Sakura asked stressing out the word 'contacts.'
"Wait, let me see you without them," Sakura said before pulling them off his face. "Hey give 'em back, bitch!" Syaoran reached for them. Sakura got a good look at him and caught herself staring. Wow, this was weird. "GIVE THEM BACK! Woah, is that a zit on your face? Wow, I can see it even with out my glasses," Syaoran lied. "Eek, really?" Sakura asked dropping the glasses. Syaoran managed to grab them with God-like speed and put them back on his face.
Sakura rushed into the kitchen and grabbed the toaster and stared into it. "Dumbass, you lied to me!" Sakura yelled with a fist. "Hey, there's a dumbass in this house right now but it ain't me," Syaoran replied running from her. He laughed seeing how stupid yet cute she looked when she glared. Wait, where did that come from?
Sakura slipped on a rung and fell flat on her behind. "Gee, aren't we the graceful one," Syaoran teased as he held out his hand to help her up. Sakura grabbed his hand and smiled evilly. She pulled him down with her and laughed. "Eh, that's no fair!" Syaoran complained. "All is fair in love and war," Sakura alluded to the famous quote. "Love. Hell no," Syaoran retorted picking himself up.
Syaoran looked at his Rolex watch which was sent to him on his birthday. "Crap, I don't have time to make dinner," Syaoran said. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but you can have dinner here," Sakura said astonishing Syaoran. "Why? Don't you want to get rid of me ASAP?" Syaoran asked not believing what she said. "Naw, it's get's scary being in this house alone. I have this feeling that ghosts are following me around," Sakura answered shivering.
"Ha! The Queen of Bitchy is actually afraid of ghosts? Loser!" Syaoran laughed. "Shut up, I can still feel the presence of my late mother sometimes," Sakura answered sadly. "Oh, I'm sorry. I know how you feel, my father died when I was little, too. I kept on dreaming that he came back. Sometime's I think I can feel him too," Syaoran replied trying to help her.
"You don't have a dad?" Sakura asked going into the kitchen to get out the casserole her dad had prepared. "No. I wish, it's hard living with 5 females," Syaoran sighed. "Dang, five?" "Yeah, my mom, and my sisters. Ugh, they keep on calling from home asking me if I have a 'little girlfriend' yet. I and I think 'Yea, I have a million of them,' "Syaoran explained causing Sakura to laugh as she put the casserole in the oven to cook. "I'd think the same if I were you. Which I'm so glad I'm not," Sakura replied making Syaoran nod.
"To tell you the truth, I think you can at least get one," Sakura spoke shocking Syaoran. "NoOoOoOo way." "How about Conna, she may be a little on the tubby side but she has pretty eyes," Sakura suggested. "She can do better," Syaoran replied. "Aren't you supposed to say 'I can do better?' " Sakura asked. "I'm a very honest person," Syaoran answered. "Okay, how about Mina?" "She can do better." "Leena?" "Can do better." "PAUL????" Sakura suggested in an exasperated tone. "He's not gay and neither am I. Even if we were, which we aren't, he could do better."
"Sheesh, I named the dorkiest people I know. Talk about self-esteem!" Sakura said with her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Heck, the geezer lunch ladies wouldn't even want me!" Syaoran reasoned. "Please, you aren't THAT bad."
"Wanna bet?" "No, no matter how much I hate you, I couldn't do that," Sakura shivered making Syaoran chuckle.
"Nice watch, how did you get it?" Sakura asked not believing her eyes that it was a Rolex. "My family sent it from China," Syaoran replied staring at it. "How, you don't look like you're that rich, no offence," Sakura said taking the casserole out of the oven. "Umm, I'm not," Syaoran lied through his teeth. "Then how?" "Umm, I don't know, pawn shop?" Syaoran shrugged. "Sure."
Sakura served him a helping and got some herself. "You think I have a chance of joining the soccer team?" Syaoran asked changing the subject. "Puh-lease! You? I don't think so!" "Hey I might surprise you. Since Victor's the captain of the team this year and you know him, you think he'd choose me if I was good, even though I am a major out cast?" Syaoran asked. "He may be a little iffy but if you're really good, he'll pick you. He knows that we need more good players on out team. But I don't think that's gonna happen any time soon."
"Don't tell me that you're actually going to try out for the team," said Sakura. "Hmm, what do you think? Can't a social outcast join something in our bloody high school?" Syaoran replied. Sakura shrugged and took another bite of the casserole. "Hey, this is good. I'm guessing you didn't make it," Syaoran chuckled. "Ha ha, I'm dying of laughter. No, my dad made it. Which is probably no surprise to you," Sakura sighed. Syaoran nodded and grinned. Syaoran took his last bite and stood up to wash his plate.
Sakura did the same and followed. Right then, Touya openned the door and entered. He saw both Sakura and Syaoran washing the dishes together and he stomped all the way to the kitchen not bothering to take off his shoes. "SAKURA, what is going on here? WHO IS THIS GAKI????" Touya growled. "Touya, Li. Li, Touya," Sakura introduced. "Sakura-chan, you know how you aren't supposed to have your boyfriends over after dark don't you? Heck, don't you know that you aren't supposed to have a boyfriend at all?" Touya asked still angry.
"One, who said that I can't have a boyfriend? Two, HELL NO is this my boyfriend. Don't you think I have better taste?" Sakura yelled. Syaoran nodded in agreement. "Then who is he?" Touya inquired. "This is my tutor, duh! Since you couldn't help me and all my of my friends were busy, he was my last resort." Syaoran frowned a bit seeing that he was no more that a low-life to her. "Wait, what did you say his name was?" Touya asked. "Li Syaoran," Syaoran answered for her. "That name sounds familiar. I could've sworn that I heard that name on t.v or something." "Umm, you must be mistaken. Uh, Li is a very common name in China you know," "You're Chinese?"
Syaoran nodded. "Well whatever, I better not see you around here anymore you Chinese gaki, you got that?" Touya glared. "Thanks to me, she is starting to get Algebra. So you should be grateful," Syaoran glared back with arrogance. "Please, break it up you two, sheesh!" Sakura exclaimed.
Sakura led Syaoran to the door. "Thanks for helping me today. I'll see you on Thursday," Sakura thanked. "Yea, whatever. Goodnight," Syaoran said walking off toward his apartments. Sakura closed the door and went upstairs to go to bed.
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Many boys were lined up with their physical forms to try out for soccer. Syaoran was one of them. As he stood in line, he heard snickers coming from the group of boys behind him. Syaoran ignored the comments and just kept on looking straight.
"Look at that geek, ha, I can't believe he actually bothered to pick up an application. Shouldn't he, I mean she, be joining the chess club or something??" One of them laughed.
"NOT EVEN THE CHESS CLUB WILL ACCEPT *HER*!!" Another one burst out laughing. Syaoran sectretly growled but then was called upon with some of the other boys trying out. Syaoran noticed Victor raise an eyebrow and smirk when he saw Syaoran.
"Okay, to be on this team you will need to have endurance, strength, and skill. You will be put through some test and if you pass, you're in. But remeber, we can only choose 7 more to join the team," Eriol explained. He too was a part of the team and would be judging.
The first test was to see their coordination skills. Each boy was supposed to keep the ball bouncing on their head for as long as possible. Syaoran managed to amaze everyone by lasting the longest. Some guys glared and others staired in awe.
After that test some of the boys were kicked out, Syaoran not being one of them. "Okay guys, next you'll have to do this with your knees," Victor instructed. Everyone did so and amazingly, Syaoran lasted.
After some more tests, Syaoran was left along with 12 other boys. "Okay, those of you left will form your own soccer team and you will be going against us while we monitor your skills, got it? Okay, out to the field," Victor led followed by Eriol.
The game started off and Syaoran was offensive. The ball started off with Victor as he smirked and his hazel eyes flashed. He sent the ball flying as one of the boys in the defensive position quickly scurried to prevent it from going in to the goal. The boy looked for someone open on his team and passed the ball to Syaoran. Syaoran used his God-like speed and got it quickly across the field to the other side while Eriol tried to block him.
Eriol's efforts failed and Syaoran got passed him and kicked the ball pass the goalie, Yamasaki. Eriol raised an eyebrow. How could someone that... awkward looking, be so good at soccer?
Another round started (K/N: Don't mind the soccer mistakes I make. I'm not really a sporty person. Syaoran: We can tell. Kawaii-chan: *whacks Syaoran's cute head*) This time, Victor decided to try and block Syaoran, Syaoran looked up and found that one of the boys on his team were open. Syaoran managed to make a swift pass and the ball was received by the player.
After the ball was back to the real soccer team, Victor started kicking the ball to their goal but Syaoran dashed by with great speed and stole the ball and quickly got it across the field and passed it to one of the other who got the ball into the goal making their scores 2 to 0.
At the end of the game the scores were 4 to 6. The real soccer team had won but that didn't make Syaoran look or feel small at all. Victor smirked as he looked at Syaoran who was wiping the steam off of his glasses. A couple of the girls that were practicing their cheers stopped to look, not believing that was Syaoran. After he put his ultra thick glasses back on, the girls sighed with a disgusted look on their faces.
"Okay guys, that was good even though you did loose. Results will be posted on Friday, good luck," Yamasaki concluded. As Syaoran walked to get his back pack, Victor walked by and shoved him, "You better not get in my way loser." After Victor walked away, Syaoran raised an eyebrow started packing his things. Eriol jogged up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, you did great. I'm surprised you did so well," Eriol congradulated. "Why, because I'm a geek?" Syaoran retorted bitterly. "Um... yeah. You understand don't you?" Eriol asked. Syaoran grunted, "Do you know Victor would tell me to not get in his way? I mean, what did I do to him?" Syaoran asked. "He was worried that you may be better than him, that's all," Eriol answered cooly. Syaoran shrugged.
"Oh, by the way, you made the team." Eriol said before he dashed off.
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Aren't you glad Syaoran made the team?
Syaoran: Of course I would. Did you know that?
Kawaii-chan: Of course I did. I'M THE AUTHOR!
Syaoran: *mumbles* or at least a poor excuse for one
Kawaii-chan: Why you little...
Syaoran: *runs*
Kawaii-chan: Please excuse me while I go beat up a certain Sakura's- boyfriend-wannabe. In the mean time, PLEASE REVIEW!
Syaoran: Wannabe?!! Not-Very-Kawaii-chan, you got some explainin' to do!!!!
Kawaii-chan: Bye peoples!!
Disclaimer: I don't own CCS.
GEEK OR CHIC?
By Kawaii-chan
Chapter Three: King of Dorky turned Soccer Player
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Sakura came upstairs after she was dropped off by Rika. She looked through her agenda to check for any homework she had to do. She sighed in frustration when she pulled out her algebra work sheet filled with tons of algebraic equations. "Ugh, stupid DISTRIBUTING BINOMIALS!" she read. She wrote her name in her neat cursive and stared at the sheet blankly. She had forgotten to get help from Syaoran on this when she was there earlier.
"Okay, Sakura, you can do this, this is simple," Sakura mumbled to herself. The problem read, 16t^2 y^6 - 4t. (K/N: ^ stand for to the power of. So 4^6 would be four to the sixth power) "What the heck? How am I supposed to do this?" Sakura exclaimed. She ran her hand through her auburn locks and huffed. "I know! I'll ask Touya!" Sakura said to herself triumphantly. "Onii-chan! Come up here, I need some help with my algebra!" she yelled from the door of her room.
She saw Touya by the door tying his shoes. "Sorry kaijuu, I got a date tonight Megumi," Touya replied not looking up. "Megumi?" Sakura quircked her brow. "Yea, she's the new girl. She smart and damn fine!" Touya smiled. "Ugh, you're know help!" Sakura said exasperated. "Kaijuu's never learn anyways," Touya teased getting on Sakura's last nerves. "DON'T CALL ME A KAIJUU!!!!" Sakura yelled making Touya wince. "Anyway, see ya, KAIJUU!" Touya left and locked the door behind him. She stomped on the ground knowing that her father wasn't home either. "Damn, who do I call know?" Sakura whispered to herself.
Sakura went up stairs and called a couple of her friends but they all seemed to be busy with SOMETHING. "I guess this is my last resort," Sakura mumbled picking up the Tomeoda High Student Directory. Her finger traced the pages and landed on 'Li Syaoran.' Sakura sighed and picked up her pink phone and dialed his number. "Moshi Moshi," came a masculine voice. Sakura stayed silent. "Hello?" Syaoran's voice came again. "Umm, it's me, Kinimoto. I uh, umm, need help," Sakura sweat dropped. "And?" came Syaoran's cocky remark. "You're my tutor! You're supposed to help me, dork!!" Sakura yelled. "Sheesh, y' don't gotta yell your majesty, Queen of Bitchy," Syaoran winced.
"Well?!" Sakura asked frantically. "Fine, what do you want me to do? You want me to help you over the phone?" Syoaran suggested. "No, I have to see you work out the problems. You come over," Sakura huffed. "WHAT? ARE YOU CRAZY? Me over at your house?" Syaoran exclaimed in disbelief. "Don't get over excited, Daddy's gonna have the house sterilized anyways after you come," Sakura insulted him. "Whatever. You want me to come over now?" "Naw, how about twenty years from now? OF COURSE NOW SCUMBAG!" Sakura yelled. "I feel sorry for you, it must not be easy having the crown of Bitchy shoved up your ass. I'll come over now." Sakura heard the dial tone and hung up.
Minutes later she heard the door bell ring and dashed to answer it. "Finally! Sheesh, does your car go that slow?" Sakura asked pulling Syaoran in. "I walked. I don't have a car," Syaoran mumbled. Syaoran took off his shoes and studied the place. The house looked nice and warm inside and very inviting. He was assured that Sakura had nothing to do with decorating.
Sakura took a look him; he was wearing khaki shorts and a navy blue shirt which looked decent enough. His hair didn't have the gel but to her, he still was a nerd. Sakura instructed him to sit at the dining table while she got her things. She walked down and sat next to him.
"Okay, what are you having problems with?" Syaoran started off. "Distributing Binomials. It's just to hard!" she whined. "Of course, with a brain no bigger than a flea's, it would be. Don't worry, my sympathies are with you," Syaoran played. "SHUT UP!" "Fine, okay, let me see your work sheet," Syaoran directed. "Thanks for doing this for me," Sakura commented. "Doing this for you? Hell no," Syaoran replied. "WHAT? WHY NOT?" Sakura complained. "Because I'm your tutor and not your little cheating buddy." "You dork! Why the hell do you do this. I got a life you know. I need the answers right now!" Sakura exclaimed. Syaoran sighed.
"Sugar and spice and everything nice, these were the ingredients chosen to make the perfect little girl. But SOMEONE, had to 'accidentally' add in chemical PMS. Thus, Sakura Kinimoto was born! Thanks to her ultra-super bitchyness, she ruins my day! Dun, dun, dun-dun, dun, dun, dun" Syaoran recited from the Power Puff Girls.
He expected to get a hard slap in the face but was shocked when he heard her her laugh. "What's so funny?" he asked blankly. "Hahahaha, chemical PMS, hahaha that's a new one! You actually have a sense of humor. Hahahahaha!" Sakura held her stomach while she laughed. "Oh, please, like you haven't heard that one before," Syaoran sighed. Sakura nodded her head no. "What ever, just stay still while I HELP you to get the answers." "Okay, what ever King of Dorky," Sakura stiffled a giggle. 'He's not that bad,' Sakura thought to herself, 'but he's still a super-geek.'
After the long and tiring hour and a half, they were finally done and Sakura finally managed to master her skills in distributing. "Oof, not having hair gel gets on my friggin nerves," Syaoran gritted his teeth as he struggled to pull his a-little-bit-too-long bangs from the frames of his glasses. "You're one hell of a weird person. Don't you know that you look like 0.1% percent better without it?" Sakura replied not looking up from the practice problems Syaoran assigned. "Oh, 0.1%, big difference!" Syaoran replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Why the hell do you think they invented CONTACTS?" Sakura asked stressing out the word 'contacts.'
"Wait, let me see you without them," Sakura said before pulling them off his face. "Hey give 'em back, bitch!" Syaoran reached for them. Sakura got a good look at him and caught herself staring. Wow, this was weird. "GIVE THEM BACK! Woah, is that a zit on your face? Wow, I can see it even with out my glasses," Syaoran lied. "Eek, really?" Sakura asked dropping the glasses. Syaoran managed to grab them with God-like speed and put them back on his face.
Sakura rushed into the kitchen and grabbed the toaster and stared into it. "Dumbass, you lied to me!" Sakura yelled with a fist. "Hey, there's a dumbass in this house right now but it ain't me," Syaoran replied running from her. He laughed seeing how stupid yet cute she looked when she glared. Wait, where did that come from?
Sakura slipped on a rung and fell flat on her behind. "Gee, aren't we the graceful one," Syaoran teased as he held out his hand to help her up. Sakura grabbed his hand and smiled evilly. She pulled him down with her and laughed. "Eh, that's no fair!" Syaoran complained. "All is fair in love and war," Sakura alluded to the famous quote. "Love. Hell no," Syaoran retorted picking himself up.
Syaoran looked at his Rolex watch which was sent to him on his birthday. "Crap, I don't have time to make dinner," Syaoran said. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but you can have dinner here," Sakura said astonishing Syaoran. "Why? Don't you want to get rid of me ASAP?" Syaoran asked not believing what she said. "Naw, it's get's scary being in this house alone. I have this feeling that ghosts are following me around," Sakura answered shivering.
"Ha! The Queen of Bitchy is actually afraid of ghosts? Loser!" Syaoran laughed. "Shut up, I can still feel the presence of my late mother sometimes," Sakura answered sadly. "Oh, I'm sorry. I know how you feel, my father died when I was little, too. I kept on dreaming that he came back. Sometime's I think I can feel him too," Syaoran replied trying to help her.
"You don't have a dad?" Sakura asked going into the kitchen to get out the casserole her dad had prepared. "No. I wish, it's hard living with 5 females," Syaoran sighed. "Dang, five?" "Yeah, my mom, and my sisters. Ugh, they keep on calling from home asking me if I have a 'little girlfriend' yet. I and I think 'Yea, I have a million of them,' "Syaoran explained causing Sakura to laugh as she put the casserole in the oven to cook. "I'd think the same if I were you. Which I'm so glad I'm not," Sakura replied making Syaoran nod.
"To tell you the truth, I think you can at least get one," Sakura spoke shocking Syaoran. "NoOoOoOo way." "How about Conna, she may be a little on the tubby side but she has pretty eyes," Sakura suggested. "She can do better," Syaoran replied. "Aren't you supposed to say 'I can do better?' " Sakura asked. "I'm a very honest person," Syaoran answered. "Okay, how about Mina?" "She can do better." "Leena?" "Can do better." "PAUL????" Sakura suggested in an exasperated tone. "He's not gay and neither am I. Even if we were, which we aren't, he could do better."
"Sheesh, I named the dorkiest people I know. Talk about self-esteem!" Sakura said with her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Heck, the geezer lunch ladies wouldn't even want me!" Syaoran reasoned. "Please, you aren't THAT bad."
"Wanna bet?" "No, no matter how much I hate you, I couldn't do that," Sakura shivered making Syaoran chuckle.
"Nice watch, how did you get it?" Sakura asked not believing her eyes that it was a Rolex. "My family sent it from China," Syaoran replied staring at it. "How, you don't look like you're that rich, no offence," Sakura said taking the casserole out of the oven. "Umm, I'm not," Syaoran lied through his teeth. "Then how?" "Umm, I don't know, pawn shop?" Syaoran shrugged. "Sure."
Sakura served him a helping and got some herself. "You think I have a chance of joining the soccer team?" Syaoran asked changing the subject. "Puh-lease! You? I don't think so!" "Hey I might surprise you. Since Victor's the captain of the team this year and you know him, you think he'd choose me if I was good, even though I am a major out cast?" Syaoran asked. "He may be a little iffy but if you're really good, he'll pick you. He knows that we need more good players on out team. But I don't think that's gonna happen any time soon."
"Don't tell me that you're actually going to try out for the team," said Sakura. "Hmm, what do you think? Can't a social outcast join something in our bloody high school?" Syaoran replied. Sakura shrugged and took another bite of the casserole. "Hey, this is good. I'm guessing you didn't make it," Syaoran chuckled. "Ha ha, I'm dying of laughter. No, my dad made it. Which is probably no surprise to you," Sakura sighed. Syaoran nodded and grinned. Syaoran took his last bite and stood up to wash his plate.
Sakura did the same and followed. Right then, Touya openned the door and entered. He saw both Sakura and Syaoran washing the dishes together and he stomped all the way to the kitchen not bothering to take off his shoes. "SAKURA, what is going on here? WHO IS THIS GAKI????" Touya growled. "Touya, Li. Li, Touya," Sakura introduced. "Sakura-chan, you know how you aren't supposed to have your boyfriends over after dark don't you? Heck, don't you know that you aren't supposed to have a boyfriend at all?" Touya asked still angry.
"One, who said that I can't have a boyfriend? Two, HELL NO is this my boyfriend. Don't you think I have better taste?" Sakura yelled. Syaoran nodded in agreement. "Then who is he?" Touya inquired. "This is my tutor, duh! Since you couldn't help me and all my of my friends were busy, he was my last resort." Syaoran frowned a bit seeing that he was no more that a low-life to her. "Wait, what did you say his name was?" Touya asked. "Li Syaoran," Syaoran answered for her. "That name sounds familiar. I could've sworn that I heard that name on t.v or something." "Umm, you must be mistaken. Uh, Li is a very common name in China you know," "You're Chinese?"
Syaoran nodded. "Well whatever, I better not see you around here anymore you Chinese gaki, you got that?" Touya glared. "Thanks to me, she is starting to get Algebra. So you should be grateful," Syaoran glared back with arrogance. "Please, break it up you two, sheesh!" Sakura exclaimed.
Sakura led Syaoran to the door. "Thanks for helping me today. I'll see you on Thursday," Sakura thanked. "Yea, whatever. Goodnight," Syaoran said walking off toward his apartments. Sakura closed the door and went upstairs to go to bed.
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Many boys were lined up with their physical forms to try out for soccer. Syaoran was one of them. As he stood in line, he heard snickers coming from the group of boys behind him. Syaoran ignored the comments and just kept on looking straight.
"Look at that geek, ha, I can't believe he actually bothered to pick up an application. Shouldn't he, I mean she, be joining the chess club or something??" One of them laughed.
"NOT EVEN THE CHESS CLUB WILL ACCEPT *HER*!!" Another one burst out laughing. Syaoran sectretly growled but then was called upon with some of the other boys trying out. Syaoran noticed Victor raise an eyebrow and smirk when he saw Syaoran.
"Okay, to be on this team you will need to have endurance, strength, and skill. You will be put through some test and if you pass, you're in. But remeber, we can only choose 7 more to join the team," Eriol explained. He too was a part of the team and would be judging.
The first test was to see their coordination skills. Each boy was supposed to keep the ball bouncing on their head for as long as possible. Syaoran managed to amaze everyone by lasting the longest. Some guys glared and others staired in awe.
After that test some of the boys were kicked out, Syaoran not being one of them. "Okay guys, next you'll have to do this with your knees," Victor instructed. Everyone did so and amazingly, Syaoran lasted.
After some more tests, Syaoran was left along with 12 other boys. "Okay, those of you left will form your own soccer team and you will be going against us while we monitor your skills, got it? Okay, out to the field," Victor led followed by Eriol.
The game started off and Syaoran was offensive. The ball started off with Victor as he smirked and his hazel eyes flashed. He sent the ball flying as one of the boys in the defensive position quickly scurried to prevent it from going in to the goal. The boy looked for someone open on his team and passed the ball to Syaoran. Syaoran used his God-like speed and got it quickly across the field to the other side while Eriol tried to block him.
Eriol's efforts failed and Syaoran got passed him and kicked the ball pass the goalie, Yamasaki. Eriol raised an eyebrow. How could someone that... awkward looking, be so good at soccer?
Another round started (K/N: Don't mind the soccer mistakes I make. I'm not really a sporty person. Syaoran: We can tell. Kawaii-chan: *whacks Syaoran's cute head*) This time, Victor decided to try and block Syaoran, Syaoran looked up and found that one of the boys on his team were open. Syaoran managed to make a swift pass and the ball was received by the player.
After the ball was back to the real soccer team, Victor started kicking the ball to their goal but Syaoran dashed by with great speed and stole the ball and quickly got it across the field and passed it to one of the other who got the ball into the goal making their scores 2 to 0.
At the end of the game the scores were 4 to 6. The real soccer team had won but that didn't make Syaoran look or feel small at all. Victor smirked as he looked at Syaoran who was wiping the steam off of his glasses. A couple of the girls that were practicing their cheers stopped to look, not believing that was Syaoran. After he put his ultra thick glasses back on, the girls sighed with a disgusted look on their faces.
"Okay guys, that was good even though you did loose. Results will be posted on Friday, good luck," Yamasaki concluded. As Syaoran walked to get his back pack, Victor walked by and shoved him, "You better not get in my way loser." After Victor walked away, Syaoran raised an eyebrow started packing his things. Eriol jogged up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, you did great. I'm surprised you did so well," Eriol congradulated. "Why, because I'm a geek?" Syaoran retorted bitterly. "Um... yeah. You understand don't you?" Eriol asked. Syaoran grunted, "Do you know Victor would tell me to not get in his way? I mean, what did I do to him?" Syaoran asked. "He was worried that you may be better than him, that's all," Eriol answered cooly. Syaoran shrugged.
"Oh, by the way, you made the team." Eriol said before he dashed off.
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Aren't you glad Syaoran made the team?
Syaoran: Of course I would. Did you know that?
Kawaii-chan: Of course I did. I'M THE AUTHOR!
Syaoran: *mumbles* or at least a poor excuse for one
Kawaii-chan: Why you little...
Syaoran: *runs*
Kawaii-chan: Please excuse me while I go beat up a certain Sakura's- boyfriend-wannabe. In the mean time, PLEASE REVIEW!
Syaoran: Wannabe?!! Not-Very-Kawaii-chan, you got some explainin' to do!!!!
Kawaii-chan: Bye peoples!!