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buHate You Like Hell Chapter 3/ub
Disclaimer: Look to Chapter 1
Rating: G Humor/Romance (I don't think it's funny at all)
Couples: S+S -----------------------------------
Man, I don't write very much compared to the other authors do I? I take forever thinking up the best way to describe everything and stuff, and then, it's so much shorter it's depressing!! I can't believe this. Right, I'm going to try and write more, but that doesn't mean blah on for longer right? Because I get bored reading other people's fics if it's too descriptive. And that's exactly what mine are, too descriptive about stupid things and not descriptive enough in others. For the fact that I bet that you didn't know that the second boy was Syao...-.-; Crap I gave it away! Gomen nasai! I'll shut up now and start writing! Please R+R afterwards!
~~~Chapter 3~~~
A rather rumpled looking Sakura crawled out of the top bunk of her bed, unfortunately for her... "Argh! Owch!" She yelped, landing on the floor in a heap. - She had once again forgotten that the bed was raised two metres above the floor. Crying out in pain she stood up, with the aid of the poor, forlorn looking ladder that had once again been neglected by Sakura, it gave her a quick stab with a splinter of wood. Crying silently as she saw that Marie was still soundly asleep on the bottom bunk she crept over to her pink duffle bag and zipped it open. Pulling out a couple of clothes at random; a baby-pink, hooded sweatshirt with "Elle" in white lettering across the front and a worn pair of pale pink jeans. She shimmied into her jeans and yanked a tank-top and sweatshirt over her head, leaving her hair in a right state. Tying a string beaded belt round her waist she popped into the washroom, washed her face, brushed her teeth with her "ducky" toothbrush and attacked her static hair with a hairbrush.
"Ohayou, Sakura-chan!" Marie laughed at Sakura, wrestling with her hairbrush, getting through the tangles at the bottom of her long, honey hair.
"Oh...a...you...!" Sakura straightened up and tucked her hairbrush back into the medicine cabinet above the sink. Marie yawned, stretching as she attempted to brush her teeth without her hands as they were stuck in mid air. Sakura sighed and left Marie to do her thing, closing the small bathroom door behind her. Looking around she noticed that the other girls had already left, their beds had been made neatly. Glancing to her own bed she actually remembered to climb up the ladder, and straightened up her bed, plumping up the pillow nicely. Stepping off the ladder she heard the bathroom door squeak open as Marie walked out.
"Shall we have breakfast?" Sakura asked, tilting her head to one side. "I think we're running a ilittle/i bit late."
"Yeah, ok." Marie smiled, they linked arms and marched off to the dining hall.
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Sakura groaned aloud, holding her metal breakfast tray between her thumbs...they had arrived as one of the last, as she had been wrestling with her hair and Marie had also arisen late. There were only two seats left - Separately! Sakura turned to talk to Marie, to find that she was no longer there. Confused, she looked around and saw that Marie had already dashed off, leaving Sakura looking as forlorn and as unwanted as her poor neglected bunk bed ladder. Looking around she saw that Marie had comfortably taken a seat on a table sat full with "fit" as she liked to call them guys, batting her eyelids flirtatiously, flicking her beautiful hair back and giggling at everything that was said to her. Sakura sighed, shrugging her shoulders, she sat down in the last seat, without raising her head to speak to anyone..or anything she picked up her chopsticks and began gulping down her breakfast without thinking about what it tasted like.
A drink, a flying drink went zooming through the air and landed in slow- motion on Sakura's lap, a polystyrene cup of - - Happy Soda - tipped it's contents out on her lap, dripping and fizzing. "HOEEEEEEEEEE!!" Sakura gasped, getting up hurriedly, knocking the person next to her.
"Argh, watch it!" A familiar male voice cried in an agitated voice. He stood up to face Sakura, his amber eyes flaring with annoyance. "You again." He sneered coldy, raising his eyebrows in frustration.
"S-s-orry!" Sakura stuttered, then seeing the look on the other boy's face, anger began to bubble inside her. His cup was missing...he was smirking.
"Why you! Why can't you stop being such jerks?!" Sakura screeched directly at them.
"Well, let me see...you're a freak. " The one behind the other one said, his electric blue eyes glowering dangerously.
"At least I can grow out of that. You will remain jerks forever!" Sakura yelled at them, the entire hall had become silent and everyone was watching the argument between the three of them.
"Like you're going to change suddenly." The boy the with chocolate brown hair said sarcastically.
"Yeah I can." Sakura beckoned.
"If you can do that we will never bother you again, deal?" The brown haired boy looked, once again blank."
"Deal!" Sakura's eyes glittered maliciously, not another words was passed between the three of them for the rest of the day. Sakura's mind was not even on the activities she was doing, let alone what Marie was saying about some "fit" guys...or whatever she was saying.
It came to night time, and Sakura had been stabbed several times with the sword from fencing. All day all she had been thinking about was how to change herself...this was one bet that she would bnever/b lose, especially to some jerks. It occurred to her that she didn't even know what their names were, their age, in fact, she knew nothing apart from the fact that they were jerks. Marie hadn't helped much either, all day all she had been doing was flirting with anything that was the opposite sex, whether it was serious or not Sakura did not care, nor did she want to know.
"You know Sakura, those guys that you were talking to were soooo fit!" Marie babbled happily as she flipped through her make-up magazine, looking for tips on how to make herself look more attractive. "I mean, how you managed to talk to them like that I don't know, I'd be so nervous if they talked to me!"
"Uh huh." Sakura just nodded dumbly, she wasn't listening. Standing in front of the tall, full length mirror she peered at herself. Damp from her shower, she had a fluffy pink towel wrapped around her, she stared at her reflection. Thinking of the possibilities to change herself.
"Hello, Sakura-chan? Are you listening to me?" Marie looked up from her girlish magazine worriedly. "Hey there, are you OK?!"
"Ugh, fine." Sakura muttered, and went back into deep thought again.
It struck her! She could...either doll herself up, not that she wanted to, or go sk8er girlish. Those were the two possibilities...pondering over them she began to dig out her large suitcase of clothes, as if uncovering buried treasure.
DAMNIT! I am SOOOOOOOOO sorry I was writing this fic and my parents were being so annoying because they didn't believe me that I was doing my erm..."homework", seeing as the recognisable name "sakura" was popping up everywhere so I did Ctrl + F and found and replaced all the Sakura's with Amys...only problem was I forgot to replace the Amy's back with the Sakuras -.- after I'd finished!! Hehehehe...talk about not being with it! I've edited it so it's all Sakura now. Oops. ¬.¬;; Gomen nasai!
Disclaimer: Look to Chapter 1
Rating: G Humor/Romance (I don't think it's funny at all)
Couples: S+S -----------------------------------
Man, I don't write very much compared to the other authors do I? I take forever thinking up the best way to describe everything and stuff, and then, it's so much shorter it's depressing!! I can't believe this. Right, I'm going to try and write more, but that doesn't mean blah on for longer right? Because I get bored reading other people's fics if it's too descriptive. And that's exactly what mine are, too descriptive about stupid things and not descriptive enough in others. For the fact that I bet that you didn't know that the second boy was Syao...-.-; Crap I gave it away! Gomen nasai! I'll shut up now and start writing! Please R+R afterwards!
~~~Chapter 3~~~
A rather rumpled looking Sakura crawled out of the top bunk of her bed, unfortunately for her... "Argh! Owch!" She yelped, landing on the floor in a heap. - She had once again forgotten that the bed was raised two metres above the floor. Crying out in pain she stood up, with the aid of the poor, forlorn looking ladder that had once again been neglected by Sakura, it gave her a quick stab with a splinter of wood. Crying silently as she saw that Marie was still soundly asleep on the bottom bunk she crept over to her pink duffle bag and zipped it open. Pulling out a couple of clothes at random; a baby-pink, hooded sweatshirt with "Elle" in white lettering across the front and a worn pair of pale pink jeans. She shimmied into her jeans and yanked a tank-top and sweatshirt over her head, leaving her hair in a right state. Tying a string beaded belt round her waist she popped into the washroom, washed her face, brushed her teeth with her "ducky" toothbrush and attacked her static hair with a hairbrush.
"Ohayou, Sakura-chan!" Marie laughed at Sakura, wrestling with her hairbrush, getting through the tangles at the bottom of her long, honey hair.
"Oh...a...you...!" Sakura straightened up and tucked her hairbrush back into the medicine cabinet above the sink. Marie yawned, stretching as she attempted to brush her teeth without her hands as they were stuck in mid air. Sakura sighed and left Marie to do her thing, closing the small bathroom door behind her. Looking around she noticed that the other girls had already left, their beds had been made neatly. Glancing to her own bed she actually remembered to climb up the ladder, and straightened up her bed, plumping up the pillow nicely. Stepping off the ladder she heard the bathroom door squeak open as Marie walked out.
"Shall we have breakfast?" Sakura asked, tilting her head to one side. "I think we're running a ilittle/i bit late."
"Yeah, ok." Marie smiled, they linked arms and marched off to the dining hall.
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Sakura groaned aloud, holding her metal breakfast tray between her thumbs...they had arrived as one of the last, as she had been wrestling with her hair and Marie had also arisen late. There were only two seats left - Separately! Sakura turned to talk to Marie, to find that she was no longer there. Confused, she looked around and saw that Marie had already dashed off, leaving Sakura looking as forlorn and as unwanted as her poor neglected bunk bed ladder. Looking around she saw that Marie had comfortably taken a seat on a table sat full with "fit" as she liked to call them guys, batting her eyelids flirtatiously, flicking her beautiful hair back and giggling at everything that was said to her. Sakura sighed, shrugging her shoulders, she sat down in the last seat, without raising her head to speak to anyone..or anything she picked up her chopsticks and began gulping down her breakfast without thinking about what it tasted like.
A drink, a flying drink went zooming through the air and landed in slow- motion on Sakura's lap, a polystyrene cup of - - Happy Soda - tipped it's contents out on her lap, dripping and fizzing. "HOEEEEEEEEEE!!" Sakura gasped, getting up hurriedly, knocking the person next to her.
"Argh, watch it!" A familiar male voice cried in an agitated voice. He stood up to face Sakura, his amber eyes flaring with annoyance. "You again." He sneered coldy, raising his eyebrows in frustration.
"S-s-orry!" Sakura stuttered, then seeing the look on the other boy's face, anger began to bubble inside her. His cup was missing...he was smirking.
"Why you! Why can't you stop being such jerks?!" Sakura screeched directly at them.
"Well, let me see...you're a freak. " The one behind the other one said, his electric blue eyes glowering dangerously.
"At least I can grow out of that. You will remain jerks forever!" Sakura yelled at them, the entire hall had become silent and everyone was watching the argument between the three of them.
"Like you're going to change suddenly." The boy the with chocolate brown hair said sarcastically.
"Yeah I can." Sakura beckoned.
"If you can do that we will never bother you again, deal?" The brown haired boy looked, once again blank."
"Deal!" Sakura's eyes glittered maliciously, not another words was passed between the three of them for the rest of the day. Sakura's mind was not even on the activities she was doing, let alone what Marie was saying about some "fit" guys...or whatever she was saying.
It came to night time, and Sakura had been stabbed several times with the sword from fencing. All day all she had been thinking about was how to change herself...this was one bet that she would bnever/b lose, especially to some jerks. It occurred to her that she didn't even know what their names were, their age, in fact, she knew nothing apart from the fact that they were jerks. Marie hadn't helped much either, all day all she had been doing was flirting with anything that was the opposite sex, whether it was serious or not Sakura did not care, nor did she want to know.
"You know Sakura, those guys that you were talking to were soooo fit!" Marie babbled happily as she flipped through her make-up magazine, looking for tips on how to make herself look more attractive. "I mean, how you managed to talk to them like that I don't know, I'd be so nervous if they talked to me!"
"Uh huh." Sakura just nodded dumbly, she wasn't listening. Standing in front of the tall, full length mirror she peered at herself. Damp from her shower, she had a fluffy pink towel wrapped around her, she stared at her reflection. Thinking of the possibilities to change herself.
"Hello, Sakura-chan? Are you listening to me?" Marie looked up from her girlish magazine worriedly. "Hey there, are you OK?!"
"Ugh, fine." Sakura muttered, and went back into deep thought again.
It struck her! She could...either doll herself up, not that she wanted to, or go sk8er girlish. Those were the two possibilities...pondering over them she began to dig out her large suitcase of clothes, as if uncovering buried treasure.
DAMNIT! I am SOOOOOOOOO sorry I was writing this fic and my parents were being so annoying because they didn't believe me that I was doing my erm..."homework", seeing as the recognisable name "sakura" was popping up everywhere so I did Ctrl + F and found and replaced all the Sakura's with Amys...only problem was I forgot to replace the Amy's back with the Sakuras -.- after I'd finished!! Hehehehe...talk about not being with it! I've edited it so it's all Sakura now. Oops. ¬.¬;; Gomen nasai!