Hate You Like Hell Chapter 4
Disclaimer: Uh...look to chapter 1 I think.
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A/N: OMG! I am soooooooooo sorry! I deeply apologise for writing "Amy" all the way through instead of Sakura, man that felt really weird actually. I had to do that because my parents kept hovering in and out looking over my shoulder, getting over suspicious that I was writing an...erm.."English Essay" with the name that they recognise the best "Sakura" popping up everywhere so I did Ctrl + F and found and replaced all my Sakura's with Amy's, which was the most random, common name I could think of. And then forgot to change the names back to Sakura afterwards. Weird isn't it? Well I've edited it now, so fear not! Chapter 3 is Amy-free now!
~*Chapter 4 - Change *~
"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. years (yup, they're both 18 years old)she returns to Gaea.to escape from her unwanted fiancée that her mother chose for her.and to find her true love; Van.Only problem is;he is no longer hers.or at le
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.
Looking back over her shoulder she saw that Marie had now stopped reading her magazine and she was happily gossiping away with the other girls in the dorm. Sighing she heaved her suitcase onto a dressing table, unzipped it, lifting the lid up she peered inside. Sakura shuffled through her clothes, not being able to find ANY that were not either Pink, beige or white. Irritably she dumped her entire suitcase upside and tipped the contents out.
"Hmmm, what's this?" Sakura picked up a low cut, black lace top that would barely cover her stomach, 'Oh yeah, Tomoyo gave me this for my birthday!' Sakura thought to herself quietly, Tomoyo had given her some clothes for her birthday - designer label, Tomoyo was convinced that they would suit Sakura so much! But Sakura, on the other hand, didn't, in fact until today she hadn't actually ever thought about wearing them, especially this one. Chucking the top over her head she threw it onto her top bunk and carried on shuffling through her clothes.
"Sakura-chan, what are you doing exactly?" The other girls asked curiously, they had actually noticed that she had been frantically scrabbling through all of her clothes.
"Um, nothing, really." Sakura answered blankly. She had dug out some clothes that might have been suitable. Glancing through the ones that she had picked out; the black lace top, fitted white cropped trousers, a very small looking mini-skirt, a sleeveless top, a silky low cut top, tight fitted black trousers, blue denim flares and lots of other random clothing, given to her as presents.
All of a sudden she saw someone's face in front of her, staring at her. "WAH MARIE-CHAN!" Sakura cried, waving her hands in front of her in protection.
"Ok, Sakura-chan, spill, tell us exactly what you are doing! Now, I order you to!" Marie flicked her sapphire blue hair away from her face and stood with her arms folded in front of her.
"Um, I'm changing." Sakura replied innocently, with her head bowed down.
"Ah, ok. " Marie sweat dropped and wandered off.
Sakura ran into the bathroom and began to try on her clothes in the mirror. Twirling and twisting in front of the mirror. Finally she had settled on what she was going to wear tomorrow, as for her waist-long, tangled hair...she had an idea how to get rid of that! Spreading a white bin liner open on the floor she took up a pair of scissors and she began to snip away at the ends, chopping huge chunks of hair off, after a few minutes the white bin liner was covered in layers of honey-brown hair. Sakura gave one last snip and she looked at herself in the mirror, satisfied with the outcome of it. Picking up the bin liner she twisted it together and threw it into the bin, putting the scissors back on the shelf she unlocked the door, pulled the light off and strolled back into the dorm room, holding her large pile of clothes.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh my God! Sakura-chan?! What have you done to your hair?!" Marie screamed panicking.
"I just, gave it a nice, change." Sakura smiled sweetly. "Don't panic Marie- chan, it's my hair."
Indeed, all the other girls' eyes were also on Sakura's head, their mouths wide open in shock. Sakura's hair was now just long enough the top of her neck. It was stylishly short, in fact was very short. Daringly short, a few stray strands lay over her face. In fact, if you hadn't seen Sakura before she had gone into the bathroom, you would have thought that there was some famous hairdresser sitting in there waiting for the next customer to arrive. Laying her clothes back into the cupboard Sakura dried her hair using the hairdryer, seeing as she'd washed and brushed her teeth etc. about one hour ago she leapt into her bunk and snuggled into her duvet. Ah, how peaceful.
"Argh!" Sakura jumped up, it tickled so much. Her cell phone was vibrating in the pocket of her pyjamas. Flipping it open the screen shone with "Onii- chan". "Moshi moshi?" Sakura answered her phone happily, pausing, listening to her brother to speak. "Hai, it's ok here. Yes, how's work?" She paused again listening for her brother to speak. "Yes, ok, well I've got to go to sleep now otherwise the Camp Leaders are gonna get stressy cuz it's bed time at 10. Now it's 11pm. Eh hem, yeah, sweet dreams! Oyasumi Nasai onii- chan!" With that she snapped the lid of her phone down and snuggled back into her bed, the light was switched off and all was silent. Peaceful, sleep.
-Meanwhile -
"Li-san, do you reckon that girl's gonna change?" The blonde haired boy lay awake in bed, his piercing blue eyes stared up into the wires of the top bunk.
"Hm, maybe, she's not worth thinking about though so go to sleep." The amber eyed boy muttered sleepily, rubbing his eyes.
"I'd laugh, hey what's in it for us if she doesn't change?" The blonde haired boy wondered aloud.
"I dunno, we didn't settle on that. " The other boy grunted, turning around the bed squeaked and snuggled into his duvet. Blocking out all sound with the pillow.
"Oh well, 'night." The blonde haired boy mumbled, he was answered by silence. "Hey that Marie-chick was quite fit don't you think?"
Still no answer. The blonde haired boy gave up and thought to himself, 'this is gonna be one hell of a two months, oh well, at least not all of the girls are as a pain in the butt as that weird freak is. In fact some of them were quite cute, and worthy of my attention'. With that he fell asleep, the silvery moon watched over the large Summer Camp happy Holiday park, with the twinkling stars dancing all night until dawn.
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A/N: So people what did you think? Hm, heheheheheh, what Sakura's gonna look like is gonna stay unknown to you until I update and post another chapter, at least she's not Amy this time. Sorry for the confusion but most of you should've figured that Amy was Sakura, though it's still really weird huh. Anyways THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS!
Update: WAHHHHH, HOEEEE!!! I've edited this, thanks Meinien for posting your views. O.O you're right, I didn't have time to proofread, and I don't. Mainly cuz as soon as I finish I get booted off the computer as it is in demand in our house because it's the only one that has cable internet connection. OK, don't worry, Syaoran is not a homosexual, neither did he have a sex change ^^;; sorry about the slip up, it's gone now!
Disclaimer: Uh...look to chapter 1 I think.
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A/N: OMG! I am soooooooooo sorry! I deeply apologise for writing "Amy" all the way through instead of Sakura, man that felt really weird actually. I had to do that because my parents kept hovering in and out looking over my shoulder, getting over suspicious that I was writing an...erm.."English Essay" with the name that they recognise the best "Sakura" popping up everywhere so I did Ctrl + F and found and replaced all my Sakura's with Amy's, which was the most random, common name I could think of. And then forgot to change the names back to Sakura afterwards. Weird isn't it? Well I've edited it now, so fear not! Chapter 3 is Amy-free now!
~*Chapter 4 - Change *~
"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. years (yup, they're both 18 years old)she returns to Gaea.to escape from her unwanted fiancée that her mother chose for her.and to find her true love; Van.Only problem is;he is no longer hers.or at le
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.
Looking back over her shoulder she saw that Marie had now stopped reading her magazine and she was happily gossiping away with the other girls in the dorm. Sighing she heaved her suitcase onto a dressing table, unzipped it, lifting the lid up she peered inside. Sakura shuffled through her clothes, not being able to find ANY that were not either Pink, beige or white. Irritably she dumped her entire suitcase upside and tipped the contents out.
"Hmmm, what's this?" Sakura picked up a low cut, black lace top that would barely cover her stomach, 'Oh yeah, Tomoyo gave me this for my birthday!' Sakura thought to herself quietly, Tomoyo had given her some clothes for her birthday - designer label, Tomoyo was convinced that they would suit Sakura so much! But Sakura, on the other hand, didn't, in fact until today she hadn't actually ever thought about wearing them, especially this one. Chucking the top over her head she threw it onto her top bunk and carried on shuffling through her clothes.
"Sakura-chan, what are you doing exactly?" The other girls asked curiously, they had actually noticed that she had been frantically scrabbling through all of her clothes.
"Um, nothing, really." Sakura answered blankly. She had dug out some clothes that might have been suitable. Glancing through the ones that she had picked out; the black lace top, fitted white cropped trousers, a very small looking mini-skirt, a sleeveless top, a silky low cut top, tight fitted black trousers, blue denim flares and lots of other random clothing, given to her as presents.
All of a sudden she saw someone's face in front of her, staring at her. "WAH MARIE-CHAN!" Sakura cried, waving her hands in front of her in protection.
"Ok, Sakura-chan, spill, tell us exactly what you are doing! Now, I order you to!" Marie flicked her sapphire blue hair away from her face and stood with her arms folded in front of her.
"Um, I'm changing." Sakura replied innocently, with her head bowed down.
"Ah, ok. " Marie sweat dropped and wandered off.
Sakura ran into the bathroom and began to try on her clothes in the mirror. Twirling and twisting in front of the mirror. Finally she had settled on what she was going to wear tomorrow, as for her waist-long, tangled hair...she had an idea how to get rid of that! Spreading a white bin liner open on the floor she took up a pair of scissors and she began to snip away at the ends, chopping huge chunks of hair off, after a few minutes the white bin liner was covered in layers of honey-brown hair. Sakura gave one last snip and she looked at herself in the mirror, satisfied with the outcome of it. Picking up the bin liner she twisted it together and threw it into the bin, putting the scissors back on the shelf she unlocked the door, pulled the light off and strolled back into the dorm room, holding her large pile of clothes.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh my God! Sakura-chan?! What have you done to your hair?!" Marie screamed panicking.
"I just, gave it a nice, change." Sakura smiled sweetly. "Don't panic Marie- chan, it's my hair."
Indeed, all the other girls' eyes were also on Sakura's head, their mouths wide open in shock. Sakura's hair was now just long enough the top of her neck. It was stylishly short, in fact was very short. Daringly short, a few stray strands lay over her face. In fact, if you hadn't seen Sakura before she had gone into the bathroom, you would have thought that there was some famous hairdresser sitting in there waiting for the next customer to arrive. Laying her clothes back into the cupboard Sakura dried her hair using the hairdryer, seeing as she'd washed and brushed her teeth etc. about one hour ago she leapt into her bunk and snuggled into her duvet. Ah, how peaceful.
"Argh!" Sakura jumped up, it tickled so much. Her cell phone was vibrating in the pocket of her pyjamas. Flipping it open the screen shone with "Onii- chan". "Moshi moshi?" Sakura answered her phone happily, pausing, listening to her brother to speak. "Hai, it's ok here. Yes, how's work?" She paused again listening for her brother to speak. "Yes, ok, well I've got to go to sleep now otherwise the Camp Leaders are gonna get stressy cuz it's bed time at 10. Now it's 11pm. Eh hem, yeah, sweet dreams! Oyasumi Nasai onii- chan!" With that she snapped the lid of her phone down and snuggled back into her bed, the light was switched off and all was silent. Peaceful, sleep.
-Meanwhile -
"Li-san, do you reckon that girl's gonna change?" The blonde haired boy lay awake in bed, his piercing blue eyes stared up into the wires of the top bunk.
"Hm, maybe, she's not worth thinking about though so go to sleep." The amber eyed boy muttered sleepily, rubbing his eyes.
"I'd laugh, hey what's in it for us if she doesn't change?" The blonde haired boy wondered aloud.
"I dunno, we didn't settle on that. " The other boy grunted, turning around the bed squeaked and snuggled into his duvet. Blocking out all sound with the pillow.
"Oh well, 'night." The blonde haired boy mumbled, he was answered by silence. "Hey that Marie-chick was quite fit don't you think?"
Still no answer. The blonde haired boy gave up and thought to himself, 'this is gonna be one hell of a two months, oh well, at least not all of the girls are as a pain in the butt as that weird freak is. In fact some of them were quite cute, and worthy of my attention'. With that he fell asleep, the silvery moon watched over the large Summer Camp happy Holiday park, with the twinkling stars dancing all night until dawn.
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A/N: So people what did you think? Hm, heheheheheh, what Sakura's gonna look like is gonna stay unknown to you until I update and post another chapter, at least she's not Amy this time. Sorry for the confusion but most of you should've figured that Amy was Sakura, though it's still really weird huh. Anyways THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS!
Update: WAHHHHH, HOEEEE!!! I've edited this, thanks Meinien for posting your views. O.O you're right, I didn't have time to proofread, and I don't. Mainly cuz as soon as I finish I get booted off the computer as it is in demand in our house because it's the only one that has cable internet connection. OK, don't worry, Syaoran is not a homosexual, neither did he have a sex change ^^;; sorry about the slip up, it's gone now!