Celestial Blossom: Ah, I'm back…what do you think of Meiling now? And I promise all you Meiling Haters out there; I'm not her biggest fan! I hate her most of the time, but this storyline is not suitable for the other characters in CCS…so, live with it! Here's the next chapter for u people who r reading!

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Key:

"…" Speaking

… Thinking

(…) Translation

(*…*) Author's note

//…// POV (* there's only going to be Meiling's POV and normal POV throughout fic *)

Bold or italics or CAPS is emphasized (* I don't know why, so don't ask *)

CHAPTER TWO

//Meiling's POV//

Alone. Always alone. On the school grounds, I'm always alone. Not that anyone else ever notices. I see people who hate me. They ignore me whenever they can. Not that I try to get their attention anymore.

I can see Sakura and Syaoran sitting under the cherry blossom tree, sharing lunch. I'm not jealous anymore, just sad that they both hate me. I stopped loving Syaoran years ago. After all, it was obvious he loved Sakura more.

I can see Tomoyo and Eriol hiding up in the tree, videotaping the couple. I would have smiled, but I can't. They both hate me too. I feel sick. Maybe walking in the rain wasn't such a good idea. Not that anyone would care.

The bell rings, so I get up to go to class. And get knocked down by students rushing by. They all hate me too. I get up and keep walking, looking at the ground. I don't want to see their glares, their looks of hatred. Even Sakura, probably the nicest girl in school, hates me.

I get my things and move to the classroom I should be in. I'm late. The teacher gives me detention. No big deal. It'll just give me time to waste. Or maybe I should just hurry up and find a knife.

//Normal POV//

The class stared at the Chinese girl as she trudged in, still damp and looking very tired. Of course, no one cared about her. She was an outcast.

Matsuri-sensei gave her detention. She didn't even flinch as she sat down in her seat in the back, where she sat next to no one. She had shadows under her eyes, and her usually vibrant ruby eyes were now a dull red. She had lost weight, and seemed so thin.

Meiling folded her arms and placed her head on her arms, looking out the window as the teacher began his lecture.

//Meiling's POV//

The petals of the flowers on the trees outside are so beautiful. Little flower petals with water droplets shimmer in the sunlight. Maybe, one day, I could be as pretty as those petals.

I had no idea what Matsuri-sensei was going on about. Maybe it was history. Wasn't there a famous suicide event in history? Maybe I should reenact it.

I kept sitting on my bottom for the rest of the lesson as well as detention. I almost smiled at the grades I was getting. They were so low. Not that anyone would care.

Maybe I won't come to school anymore. Maybe I should speed up my time and eat everything so I can use the knife in the kitchen.

The walk home was a little better, since it wasn't raining. I changed out of my uniform and began stuffing letters into envelopes. It wouldn't be very long till that day. My death day. I had to get all these letters out to everyone.

I had already gift-wrapped the magical presents that Syaoran was forced to give me when he was little. I had the savings stuffed into Sakura's apology letter.

I'm making some soup in the kitchen. I look at the chopping knife. It was so close; it would be so easy…I could feel the voices in my head eagerly encouraging me to do it. Just one swipe…and it would be all over.

Someone's knocking on the door. Who could it be? Maybe it's the landowner here for the rent. I pad over to the door and slid it open.

It was the Snow Bunny, Tsukishiro Yukito, the borrowed form of Yue, moon guardian of the Sakura Cards. What on earth was he doing here? He's smiling, but still his face is expressionless. A talent of his.

"Hai? Tsukishiro-san?" I said after a moment of silence. He kept right on smiling and held something up. It was an envelope.

It was addressed to me. My parents had written. Something happened, that I couldn't control. Something was boiling inside me, just boiling.

I took the envelope.

I held it for a moment.

I held it up.

And ripped it to shreds.

And flung the fragments into the wind. I turned back to the Snow Bunny.

"Arigato gozaimashita," I said, and closed the door.

//Normal POV//

Yukito stared at the door, inwardly shocked. Meiling's emotionless face had so abruptly shown absolute rage as she mutilated the envelope and back again. He couldn't read anything in her scarlet irises as she closed the door in his face. Then he went on his way, still smiling.

//Meiling's POV//

I lay down on my futon and plugged up my ears with earplugs from my Discman. How dare they? I stared at the ceiling as the song drummed into my ear. Unwell by Matchbox Twenty was playing. I drew my quilt up to my chin and closed my eyes. The death day approaches.

~*~*~*~

I open my eyes again. It's late, I can tell. It's all dark around me. I need to eat something, so I can hurry up and get the knife. It's raining again, the torrent of water drumming on the roof.

I pad over to the kitchen and open the fridge. I'm glad the food's running out. That means my time will be sooner. I pull out a ¾ gone loaf of bread and a jar of peanut butter. I slather the spread all over the bread and eat it slowly. I toss the bread wrapper into the bin. As I eat, I sit down by the windows, leaning my head against the wall, looking out at the rain.

The continuous heavy rain bends the flowers outside. The dream catcher just outside the door sways and chimes as the cool breeze blows towards the house. Rain is mesmerizing in a way. It's constant shh as the rain falls, the haziness it creates, the beauty of it when it stops, leaving traces of it on everything to sparkle in the sunlight.

My eyes droop again. I've been sleeping a lot these days. There's nothing to do but sleep anymore…

I slide into the blankets of my futon and close my eyes, letting the angel of sleep cast her spell.

End of Chapter

Author's note: Sorry for my chapters being so short…I'm trying to put more description into my fic, but I'm trying to go for the 'short sentences say the emotion' kinda thing and if you don't get what I'm saying, don't worry. I'm just rambling on here…and please please please review! Tell me what you think of Loving You!