Author's Note: Wow, I haven't written for ages. (Or what seems like ages.) Sorry for keeping you, people! This is my last "error-ey" chapter, because after this AnonymousT's gonna help me, right?
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sinia: Ehehe... *waves* SOMEONE told me to make it an S+S with LOTS of fluff in it, so that's what you get! Well, it's sorta fluff... in a way. Ehehe, Meiling and Touya is OKAY. But... S+S! =) It better be! LOL... *pokes*
Disclaimer: CCS belongs to CLAMP, and She's All That isn't mine, it's a real movie! (Yes, that's the best disclaimer I can do -.-''')
Summary: This fanfic is loosely based on the movie, She's All That. Sakura is the typical nerdy artsy girl. Syaoran is the typical rich high school drop dead gorgeous player. When Yuriko dumps Syaoran for another guy, Syaoran decides to take revenge. To ask Sakura to the prom. S&S! R&R!
-----Sakura's POV-----
=====Syaoran's POV=====
~*~*~*~*~*Normal POV
Chapter 6: He asked me to the prom!
~*~*~*~*~*The next morning - Sakura's POV
"Hey, Sakura! Sakura! Oi, Sakura! Wait up, wait for me!"
I turned around to see the one and only Eriol. He was waving madly and acting all out of breath, so I waited for him.
"Umm, hi Eriol." I smiled at him as he caught up to me, breathless.
"Wow... what a coincidence! We came here at the same as we did yesterday! Here, do you want me to carry your books for you?" He flashed me a billion dollar smile. Geez, who can resist that grin, I thought.br>
"Ooooh, so, continuing from our conversation yesterday, who were you going to the prom with?" Eriol asked.
"Ummmm... no one, I guess..." I trailed off, Syaoran in mind.
"Ooooh, really? Well then, would you like to go to the prom with me?" Eriol asked hopefully.
I was reluctant, but as soon as I thought about Syaoran with another girl, I nodded.
"That's great!" Eriol grinned again, and I instantly regretted it. Why I was regretting it? I didn't know, but somehow, I knew that it all had to do with Syaoran.
Talk about de ja vu. This morning thing with Eriol was really starting to get on my nerves, and I hoped that when we got to school, Syaoran wouldn't see us.
Then... "Hey, Sakura... I've always wanted to tell you something... Do you know Syaoran?" Eriol asked, looking at his feet and seeming uncomfortable.
"Yeah... of course I know him... why?" I was getting a bad feeling about this, because of he was getting nervous, and if I don't say so myself, I had NEVER, EVER seen him getting nervous. He had always been the outgoing sort of person to me. "Spill it, will you?"
I was starting to get REALLY nervous now...
"Well, ummm... Syaoran... uhhh... He... Bet... Me... mmm-fmr..prm..you...prty..." Eriol stuttered, and I didn't understand a word that he just said.
"Syaoran bet you what?" I questioned Eriol.
"Syaoranbetmeifyoucouldgotothepromwithhimandmakeoveryousohesjustpretendingtobenice..."
"SYAORAN BET YOU IF HE COULD TAKE ME TO THE PROM AND THAT'S WHY HE'S BEING SO NICE TO ME LATELY?!" I yelled.
We entered the school, and I searched for him. My eyes landed on Syaoran. I looked him over; messy brown hair, deep sincere amber eyes and the most deceiving voice. Wait, he just wasn't deceiving until now.
As Syaoran walked over he said, "Hey Eriol, Sakura. What are you guys talking about?" and flashing that innocent grin of his, he looked at me with those 'innocent' amber eyes, and I looked away almost instantly.
"Is this true, Syaoran?" I asked, red hot tears threatening to spill out of my eyes.
He looked at me, and noticing I was trying not to cry, he whispered to me, "What? And, why are you crying?"
Unfortunately, Eriol had overheard too, and replied gleefully, "I told her about the bet we had. And then I asked her to the prom. Aren't I the luckiest guy on Earth, Syaoran?"
"WHAT?!?!" Syaoran growled. "Is this true?"
"No... Is this true that I'm just... just... just a BET?!" I yelled loudly, and a single tear dropped down my cheek.
Syaoran looked uncomfortable, and I could imagine him glare at Eriol, since I was staring down at my feet and trying to rub away the tears. Why was I crying for him? I asked myself.
"No, it's not... Let me explain, Sakura..." I looked up and saw Syaoran look at me with pleading amber eyes. I was tempted to let him explain, but I didn't really want to. Now now, not ever.
So, I wiped my tears away, looked down at the ground again, and whispered to Syaoran, "No... no, It's okay... I understand. I was just... a bet. I really and truly understand." And with that, I ran away.
I had run away from Syaoran.... Syaoran.
~*~*~*~*~* Later on - Sakura's House
I sat there, in my basement, drying my tears and painting. I had painted a disaster. It was human-like, and the main colour was red. The background was red, and the face was a pale skin colour. There were red tears flowing down the girls face. The girl with short, brown, mousy hair. It kind of reminded me of me.
But why would I cry? What was there to cry for? When could I have the time to cry? Who would be there for me...
What? I rewinded and thought of the last question again... Who would be there for me? I pondered it for a few minutes, and came up with my answer. Nobody. Nobody would be there for me. I had no friends, no nothing. Except for my dad and brother. And that was when my dad walked downstairs, and into the basement. Where I was.
"Honey? I hope everything's going all right..." Dad asked curiously, stepping into the basement, where I was painting.
I quickly dried my tears with my hand and turned to him. "I'm fine, Dad..."
I thought I had sounded really convincing until...
Sniff.
Uh Oh... I had sniffed, and that was a really obvious sign of crying. It was wierd, but I didn't know what had come into me. I started crying, right there, in the basement with my dad asking me if I was all right. I had totally given it away, because I didn't want my dad to start feeling sorry for me or worrying about me.
"Ummm, you're sniffing, honey. Are you sure you're okay?" Dad kept walking closer to me, and peered into my eyes.
Dad thinks that eyes never lie. He says that eyes always tell the truth, no matter what. So, when he looked into my eyes: all red and swollen from crying, my cheeks all pale, blotchy and tear-streaked from crying. My eyes showed heartbreak and sorrow. Wait, heartbreak and sorrow? Where did I get that from? I wasn't heartbroken nor sorrowful. Who was I heartbroken and sorrowful for, anyway?
My thoughts were broken soon enough as Dad asked me what was wrong the second time.
"Nothing's wrong dad, I'm just a bit emotional today. You know, Mum's anniversary for twelve years." I lied, making up an excuse. But it was true, mum had died exactly twelve years ago from today, and I was thinking about it a lot lately.
"Ooooh, right. Yeah, I guess so. Well, you have a good night's sleep now, okay? Go to bed soon. Sweet dreams, Sakura." Dad waved as he walked upstairs, out of the basement and into the living room.
I continued painting, and as soon as I knew it, it was morning already.
~*~*~*~*~*Sakura's House - In the morning
I woke up, seeing the blinding sun shining in from my basement window. Was it already morning? I looked at my watch, and saw it was already 8:45 a.m. I was meant to wake up about fourty five minutes ago.
"ARGH!" I yelled, running up the basement stairs, and heading up to my room to get changed. After I got changed, I went to the bathroom to quickly brush my teeth. Hurriedly, I ran down the stairs from the second floor leading to the lounge room and kitchen, and when in the kitchen, I grabbed my sandwich and my books, and jammed them in my pack.
I ran all the way to school, and checked my diary in the middle of the playground. English first period.
"Sakura... Hey Sakura!" I knew who the voice belonged to, but I didn't feel like turning around, so instead, I ran to my first English.
Puffed, I ran into class, and apologized to the sensei, "Sorry, Sensei. I missed the bus..." I lied.
"Ummm, okay then, Kinomoto. Just sit down, we've already heard enough of your excuses," Sensei replied, as he knew that I was usually late to his classes. I had always had a habit of not getting enough sleep and turning my alarm clock off every morning, and then dozing off again, and before I knew it, I was always late.
I walked to my seat and sat down, and as I sat down, Syaoran came running in, breathless. He was usually early because he was a good student and all, but this time he was going to be lectured by the teacher. Predictably, I was right.
"Syaoran?" The Sensei asked curiously, "Why are you late this time? I thought you were one of my best students,"
"Ummm, err... Sorry Sensei, but I forgot... About Daylight Savings, I mean..." Syaoran looked straight at me, and I began to twirl my pen around.
"Daylight Savings? Right, Syaoran. Now, please... don't be late again, or you'll lose your good student record." Sensei nodded.
Syaoran sits behind me in English, one of the rare classes I have with him. I just continued twirling my pen as he spoke, still breathlessly to me: "Sakura... Please... Meet me after English, outside, okay?" He said this sincerely, but I wasn't sure if I could believe in him anymore. I mean, I would give him a chance, but I didn't want to forgive him, at the same time, because deep down, I knew something... something that I kepy telling myself wasn't true.
=====Syaoran's POV===== [Still in English class]
I knew I had been wrong making that bet with Eriol. Eriol, that big, fat liar. He had spilled to Sakura that me and her had been a bet. But still, I was seriously starting to feel something for Sakura... She hadn't been that a bad person either. I knew she had been around for ages, but I had never talked to her, and now, with her makeover, she looked even more beautiful than ever, and I couldn't be with her to share that, because she was refusing to speak to me.
[FLASHBACK]
"Hey Eriol, Sakura. What are you guys talking about?". I looked at them with, and Sakura looked away.
"Is this true, Syaoran?" Sakura asked, red hot tears threatening to spill out of Sakura's eyes.
I looked at her, and noticing that she was trying not to cry, I whispered to her, "What? And, why are you crying?"
Unfortunately, Eriol had overheard too, and replied gleefully, "I told her about the bet we had. And then I asked her to the prom. Aren't I the luckiest guy on Earth, Syaoran?"
"WHAT?!?!" I growled. "Is this true?"
"No... Is this true that I'm just... just... just a BET?!" Sakura yelled loudly, and a single tear dropped down my cheek.
"No, it's not... Let me explain, Sakura..." Sakura looked up and saw me, my pleading amber eyes.
So, Sakura wiped her tears away, looked down at the ground again, and whispered to me, "No... no, It's okay... I understand. I was just... a bet. I really and truly understand." And with that, she ran away.
[END FLASHBACK]
I knew that I had been wrong in the first place, making that bet with Eriol. I also knew Eriol had betrayed me. I unfortunately knew that Eriol had asked Sakura to the prom, and Sakura, probably knowing that I had been that bastard that I had been, knew I wasn't going to ask her to the prom, and so she had accepted Eriol.
I was a failure.
This statement ran through my head for the whole of English, and I felt guilty as I looked at the back of Sakura's head and her shining brown hair. She looked so beautiful, even from the back. And yet, she was my 'best friend's' partner for the Prom.
I was counting down to the bell, and finally, after an hour and a half, the bell rang, and I jumped out of my seat, took my books and set out for the doorway, and stepped by a side. I had asked Sakura to meet me there, so that I could try and explain, and hopefully tell her I loved her, or something along the lines of that.
She came out, her eyes down, so she was looking at her feet, and I said in a cheerful tone, "Hey Sakura!"
She just nodded and went, "Hey. So, just tell me what you wanted to say. I'm going to be late for lunch with my actual "friends"." She exaggerated the word, "friend". I knew by her tone of voice that I wasn't considered one of her friends, but who would blame her? I knew I had hurt her in a big way. But, this was a really serious matter, and I wanted to tell her the truth.
"Umm... I just wanted to say I'm really sorry and-"I stopped short when Sakura interrupted me.
"If that's all you want to say, then I might as well go to my class," She gave me a dirty look.
"No! Please... don't go. I... I...I L-lo..." I stuttered. I couldn't get the words out and I knew it. But, I had to summon up the courage to say that to her, or our friendship would be lost, if it wasn't lost already.
"Just say it already!" Sakura glared at me, and turned her back and started walking off.
I grabbed her arm before she could go, I thought quickly. She looked back, and sighed. "What is it this time...?"
"Sakura... I... Ll..." I stuttered again. "Sakura, I Love You!" I blurted.
Sakura froze, and looked at me. "What? You... you... Love Me?"
"Yeah..." I scratched my head, and looked at her, waiting for a reaction.
Then, she started laughing. "Hahahaha..." She chortled, "Why would you love me? Why me, out of all those dozens of popular girls out there... Why me?" And with that, she shook my grip of her arm off, and she ran away.
Did I just see... Tears?
Author's Note: Ahhh, is this long enough? Well, whenever I write chapters now, I always make sure it's at least 2000 words, so that's good... isn't it? Well, I'm still trying to improve. And the next chapter will be all good, because my beta-reader will be helping me, right AnonymousT? Heh, well, bye people. Remember to R+R!
-tidus2yuna
sweet-captor: Awwwwww, thanks... =)
pinketeternity: Really, okay... I'll try! Thanks for reviewing!
AnonymousT: lol, that's what you reviewers get for asking for lots of fluff, hehe. Well, expect an E-mail soon!
sinia: Ehehe... *waves* SOMEONE told me to make it an S+S with LOTS of fluff in it, so that's what you get! Well, it's sorta fluff... in a way. Ehehe, Meiling and Touya is OKAY. But... S+S! =) It better be! LOL... *pokes*
Disclaimer: CCS belongs to CLAMP, and She's All That isn't mine, it's a real movie! (Yes, that's the best disclaimer I can do -.-''')
Summary: This fanfic is loosely based on the movie, She's All That. Sakura is the typical nerdy artsy girl. Syaoran is the typical rich high school drop dead gorgeous player. When Yuriko dumps Syaoran for another guy, Syaoran decides to take revenge. To ask Sakura to the prom. S&S! R&R!
-----Sakura's POV-----
=====Syaoran's POV=====
~*~*~*~*~*Normal POV
Chapter 6: He asked me to the prom!
~*~*~*~*~*The next morning - Sakura's POV
"Hey, Sakura! Sakura! Oi, Sakura! Wait up, wait for me!"
I turned around to see the one and only Eriol. He was waving madly and acting all out of breath, so I waited for him.
"Umm, hi Eriol." I smiled at him as he caught up to me, breathless.
"Wow... what a coincidence! We came here at the same as we did yesterday! Here, do you want me to carry your books for you?" He flashed me a billion dollar smile. Geez, who can resist that grin, I thought.br>
"Ooooh, so, continuing from our conversation yesterday, who were you going to the prom with?" Eriol asked.
"Ummmm... no one, I guess..." I trailed off, Syaoran in mind.
"Ooooh, really? Well then, would you like to go to the prom with me?" Eriol asked hopefully.
I was reluctant, but as soon as I thought about Syaoran with another girl, I nodded.
"That's great!" Eriol grinned again, and I instantly regretted it. Why I was regretting it? I didn't know, but somehow, I knew that it all had to do with Syaoran.
Talk about de ja vu. This morning thing with Eriol was really starting to get on my nerves, and I hoped that when we got to school, Syaoran wouldn't see us.
Then... "Hey, Sakura... I've always wanted to tell you something... Do you know Syaoran?" Eriol asked, looking at his feet and seeming uncomfortable.
"Yeah... of course I know him... why?" I was getting a bad feeling about this, because of he was getting nervous, and if I don't say so myself, I had NEVER, EVER seen him getting nervous. He had always been the outgoing sort of person to me. "Spill it, will you?"
I was starting to get REALLY nervous now...
"Well, ummm... Syaoran... uhhh... He... Bet... Me... mmm-fmr..prm..you...prty..." Eriol stuttered, and I didn't understand a word that he just said.
"Syaoran bet you what?" I questioned Eriol.
"Syaoranbetmeifyoucouldgotothepromwithhimandmakeoveryousohesjustpretendingtobenice..."
"SYAORAN BET YOU IF HE COULD TAKE ME TO THE PROM AND THAT'S WHY HE'S BEING SO NICE TO ME LATELY?!" I yelled.
We entered the school, and I searched for him. My eyes landed on Syaoran. I looked him over; messy brown hair, deep sincere amber eyes and the most deceiving voice. Wait, he just wasn't deceiving until now.
As Syaoran walked over he said, "Hey Eriol, Sakura. What are you guys talking about?" and flashing that innocent grin of his, he looked at me with those 'innocent' amber eyes, and I looked away almost instantly.
"Is this true, Syaoran?" I asked, red hot tears threatening to spill out of my eyes.
He looked at me, and noticing I was trying not to cry, he whispered to me, "What? And, why are you crying?"
Unfortunately, Eriol had overheard too, and replied gleefully, "I told her about the bet we had. And then I asked her to the prom. Aren't I the luckiest guy on Earth, Syaoran?"
"WHAT?!?!" Syaoran growled. "Is this true?"
"No... Is this true that I'm just... just... just a BET?!" I yelled loudly, and a single tear dropped down my cheek.
Syaoran looked uncomfortable, and I could imagine him glare at Eriol, since I was staring down at my feet and trying to rub away the tears. Why was I crying for him? I asked myself.
"No, it's not... Let me explain, Sakura..." I looked up and saw Syaoran look at me with pleading amber eyes. I was tempted to let him explain, but I didn't really want to. Now now, not ever.
So, I wiped my tears away, looked down at the ground again, and whispered to Syaoran, "No... no, It's okay... I understand. I was just... a bet. I really and truly understand." And with that, I ran away.
I had run away from Syaoran.... Syaoran.
~*~*~*~*~* Later on - Sakura's House
I sat there, in my basement, drying my tears and painting. I had painted a disaster. It was human-like, and the main colour was red. The background was red, and the face was a pale skin colour. There were red tears flowing down the girls face. The girl with short, brown, mousy hair. It kind of reminded me of me.
But why would I cry? What was there to cry for? When could I have the time to cry? Who would be there for me...
What? I rewinded and thought of the last question again... Who would be there for me? I pondered it for a few minutes, and came up with my answer. Nobody. Nobody would be there for me. I had no friends, no nothing. Except for my dad and brother. And that was when my dad walked downstairs, and into the basement. Where I was.
"Honey? I hope everything's going all right..." Dad asked curiously, stepping into the basement, where I was painting.
I quickly dried my tears with my hand and turned to him. "I'm fine, Dad..."
I thought I had sounded really convincing until...
Sniff.
Uh Oh... I had sniffed, and that was a really obvious sign of crying. It was wierd, but I didn't know what had come into me. I started crying, right there, in the basement with my dad asking me if I was all right. I had totally given it away, because I didn't want my dad to start feeling sorry for me or worrying about me.
"Ummm, you're sniffing, honey. Are you sure you're okay?" Dad kept walking closer to me, and peered into my eyes.
Dad thinks that eyes never lie. He says that eyes always tell the truth, no matter what. So, when he looked into my eyes: all red and swollen from crying, my cheeks all pale, blotchy and tear-streaked from crying. My eyes showed heartbreak and sorrow. Wait, heartbreak and sorrow? Where did I get that from? I wasn't heartbroken nor sorrowful. Who was I heartbroken and sorrowful for, anyway?
My thoughts were broken soon enough as Dad asked me what was wrong the second time.
"Nothing's wrong dad, I'm just a bit emotional today. You know, Mum's anniversary for twelve years." I lied, making up an excuse. But it was true, mum had died exactly twelve years ago from today, and I was thinking about it a lot lately.
"Ooooh, right. Yeah, I guess so. Well, you have a good night's sleep now, okay? Go to bed soon. Sweet dreams, Sakura." Dad waved as he walked upstairs, out of the basement and into the living room.
I continued painting, and as soon as I knew it, it was morning already.
~*~*~*~*~*Sakura's House - In the morning
I woke up, seeing the blinding sun shining in from my basement window. Was it already morning? I looked at my watch, and saw it was already 8:45 a.m. I was meant to wake up about fourty five minutes ago.
"ARGH!" I yelled, running up the basement stairs, and heading up to my room to get changed. After I got changed, I went to the bathroom to quickly brush my teeth. Hurriedly, I ran down the stairs from the second floor leading to the lounge room and kitchen, and when in the kitchen, I grabbed my sandwich and my books, and jammed them in my pack.
I ran all the way to school, and checked my diary in the middle of the playground. English first period.
"Sakura... Hey Sakura!" I knew who the voice belonged to, but I didn't feel like turning around, so instead, I ran to my first English.
Puffed, I ran into class, and apologized to the sensei, "Sorry, Sensei. I missed the bus..." I lied.
"Ummm, okay then, Kinomoto. Just sit down, we've already heard enough of your excuses," Sensei replied, as he knew that I was usually late to his classes. I had always had a habit of not getting enough sleep and turning my alarm clock off every morning, and then dozing off again, and before I knew it, I was always late.
I walked to my seat and sat down, and as I sat down, Syaoran came running in, breathless. He was usually early because he was a good student and all, but this time he was going to be lectured by the teacher. Predictably, I was right.
"Syaoran?" The Sensei asked curiously, "Why are you late this time? I thought you were one of my best students,"
"Ummm, err... Sorry Sensei, but I forgot... About Daylight Savings, I mean..." Syaoran looked straight at me, and I began to twirl my pen around.
"Daylight Savings? Right, Syaoran. Now, please... don't be late again, or you'll lose your good student record." Sensei nodded.
Syaoran sits behind me in English, one of the rare classes I have with him. I just continued twirling my pen as he spoke, still breathlessly to me: "Sakura... Please... Meet me after English, outside, okay?" He said this sincerely, but I wasn't sure if I could believe in him anymore. I mean, I would give him a chance, but I didn't want to forgive him, at the same time, because deep down, I knew something... something that I kepy telling myself wasn't true.
=====Syaoran's POV===== [Still in English class]
I knew I had been wrong making that bet with Eriol. Eriol, that big, fat liar. He had spilled to Sakura that me and her had been a bet. But still, I was seriously starting to feel something for Sakura... She hadn't been that a bad person either. I knew she had been around for ages, but I had never talked to her, and now, with her makeover, she looked even more beautiful than ever, and I couldn't be with her to share that, because she was refusing to speak to me.
[FLASHBACK]
"Hey Eriol, Sakura. What are you guys talking about?". I looked at them with, and Sakura looked away.
"Is this true, Syaoran?" Sakura asked, red hot tears threatening to spill out of Sakura's eyes.
I looked at her, and noticing that she was trying not to cry, I whispered to her, "What? And, why are you crying?"
Unfortunately, Eriol had overheard too, and replied gleefully, "I told her about the bet we had. And then I asked her to the prom. Aren't I the luckiest guy on Earth, Syaoran?"
"WHAT?!?!" I growled. "Is this true?"
"No... Is this true that I'm just... just... just a BET?!" Sakura yelled loudly, and a single tear dropped down my cheek.
"No, it's not... Let me explain, Sakura..." Sakura looked up and saw me, my pleading amber eyes.
So, Sakura wiped her tears away, looked down at the ground again, and whispered to me, "No... no, It's okay... I understand. I was just... a bet. I really and truly understand." And with that, she ran away.
[END FLASHBACK]
I knew that I had been wrong in the first place, making that bet with Eriol. I also knew Eriol had betrayed me. I unfortunately knew that Eriol had asked Sakura to the prom, and Sakura, probably knowing that I had been that bastard that I had been, knew I wasn't going to ask her to the prom, and so she had accepted Eriol.
I was a failure.
This statement ran through my head for the whole of English, and I felt guilty as I looked at the back of Sakura's head and her shining brown hair. She looked so beautiful, even from the back. And yet, she was my 'best friend's' partner for the Prom.
I was counting down to the bell, and finally, after an hour and a half, the bell rang, and I jumped out of my seat, took my books and set out for the doorway, and stepped by a side. I had asked Sakura to meet me there, so that I could try and explain, and hopefully tell her I loved her, or something along the lines of that.
She came out, her eyes down, so she was looking at her feet, and I said in a cheerful tone, "Hey Sakura!"
She just nodded and went, "Hey. So, just tell me what you wanted to say. I'm going to be late for lunch with my actual "friends"." She exaggerated the word, "friend". I knew by her tone of voice that I wasn't considered one of her friends, but who would blame her? I knew I had hurt her in a big way. But, this was a really serious matter, and I wanted to tell her the truth.
"Umm... I just wanted to say I'm really sorry and-"I stopped short when Sakura interrupted me.
"If that's all you want to say, then I might as well go to my class," She gave me a dirty look.
"No! Please... don't go. I... I...I L-lo..." I stuttered. I couldn't get the words out and I knew it. But, I had to summon up the courage to say that to her, or our friendship would be lost, if it wasn't lost already.
"Just say it already!" Sakura glared at me, and turned her back and started walking off.
I grabbed her arm before she could go, I thought quickly. She looked back, and sighed. "What is it this time...?"
"Sakura... I... Ll..." I stuttered again. "Sakura, I Love You!" I blurted.
Sakura froze, and looked at me. "What? You... you... Love Me?"
"Yeah..." I scratched my head, and looked at her, waiting for a reaction.
Then, she started laughing. "Hahahaha..." She chortled, "Why would you love me? Why me, out of all those dozens of popular girls out there... Why me?" And with that, she shook my grip of her arm off, and she ran away.
Did I just see... Tears?
Author's Note: Ahhh, is this long enough? Well, whenever I write chapters now, I always make sure it's at least 2000 words, so that's good... isn't it? Well, I'm still trying to improve. And the next chapter will be all good, because my beta-reader will be helping me, right AnonymousT? Heh, well, bye people. Remember to R+R!
-tidus2yuna