Hello all! I've decided to continue this story!
Kali Vulpix: Didn't you say that in the first chapter? That's you'd continue no matter what?
Well, ya, but then people reviewed after all. =D
KV: Whatever.
Anyways, thanks for your reviews guys. Well, no more babbling, let's get on with the story. This chapter is still in Sakura's POV, FYI.
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So let's jump to the now timezone since you know my story now. I'm 15 years old now, and....
"I'm late!" I yelled as I scrambled out of my bed and rushed through my morning routine. I ran downstairs, shoved a piece of toast in my mouth and put my shoes on.
"Bye Dad, bye Touya!" I called out to my father and brother and ran out the door. Thankfully my high school wasn't that far from my house. I ran inside the building and looked at the nearest clock.
"Well, new record, Sakura. 15 minutes before the bell rang, good job." I heard someone say from behind me. I turned around and grinned at my best friend, Tomoyo.
"Yea, aren't you proud of me?" I joked back as we started walking towards our first period classes. Tomoyo's been my best friend forever. It also helps that she's my third cousin. Anyway, we do this everyday. We don't have the same classes until after lunch, so we spend as much time before school as we can. Unfortunately, we didn't have enough time to catch up on a lot besides what Touya did last night. In case you care, he crashed his bike. But just as I finished telling her my story, the bell rang, meaning I had to go to math and Tomoyo had music. You have no idea how much I despise math. Most of the lesson I sit there and pretend to care about y equaling x-14 divided by 2 squared. It's a bunch of garbage I say. But moving on........
"Ms. Avalon, can you answer problem 12?" the teacher suddenly called on me. I jerked my head up from my arms and looked at the board. I could tell that the teacher was waiting and the class just wanted another excuse to make class more exciting.
"Um..........4?" I guessed. The teacher just shook his head and sighed.
"Pay attention, Ms. Avalon." He lectured me and continued to teach. I'm a spy, and I get treated this way. It's pathetic. If sensei knew whom he was dealing with, he'd be singin' a whole different tune, that's for sure. But unfortunately, I can't blow my cover or I'd be so screwed over. So I did the next best thing: I wrote a note to Tomoyo.
"Hey Tomo,
What's up? Ntm here, just hanging out and being bored out of my skull. Anywayz, I know I said we would hang out after school today, but something came up (again!) and I can't. I promise, we'll do something later, maybe tomorrow. Things are still the same. Dad's always at work, and Touya is at the college a lot. Um, actually, I don't really have much to say in this note, so I'm going to wrap it up. See ya at lunch. Obviously, since I'll probably be giving this to you at lunch. Lol. See ya!
'Kura."
I quietly folded up the note and shoved it into my pocket, just as the bell rang. I walked down the hall and entered my history class. History's not QUITE as boring as math, but nonetheless, it's not real important to me. I mean, I learned everything I'll ever need to know through the spy training. So I usually sit there and pretend to pay attention. I plan spy tactics. Then pass the tests the teacher gives us. But I'll spare you the super boring details. Let's fast-forward to lunchtime.
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So I met Tomoyo by our lockers when the lunch bell rang. It's our little ritual basically. We meet at the lockers, buy our lunch, and then walk around the school. We talk about everything. And today had an..............interesting subject.
"Have you seen the new guy?" Tomoyo asked me.
"The movie?" I stupidly responded. She rolled her eyes at me and shook her head.
"No not the movie, the actual person." She replied. I grinned sheepishly and shrugged.
"Nah, what new guy?" I asked her as I bit into my pizza.
"He's in my 1st period class. His name is Li Syaoran. He just moved here from Hong Kong, I think. He's really cute." She said suggestively. Now it was my turn to roll my eyes.
"Tomo, I already told you. I don't really have time for guys right now." I reminded her. She huffed and sighed.
"Whatever, Kura. You need to start dating though. It would do you a world of good." She said.
"Well, I will when I find the perfect guy."
"And what, may I ask, is your perfect guy?" She raised her eyebrow.
"Well, he's got to be nice. I can't stand jerky guys. Sweet, has a sense of humor, romantic, and being a blonde wouldn't hurt either." I replied. She choked back a laugh, which only succeeded to choke on her food.
"A blonde?" She laughed at me.
"What? Blondes are slightly cuter!" I defended myself.
"Whatever you say, Sakura. I believe ya." She winked and giggled again. That launched into our discussion of who was cuter: blondes or brunettes. That itself wasted our whole lunchtime. I swear, me and Tomoyo spend our time talking about the strangest things. The bell suddenly rang, signaling the end of lunch and that we had to go to class. Tomoyo and I both had Biology next, so we turned around and walked to the science hall. We entered the classroom and took our seats, which we got to choose ourselves. So we were still arguing about which type of hair color was cuter for a guy when sensei walked in.
"Well, nice to see you all so chatty on a Monday." Ms. Asaji grinned. She's one of the best teachers here. She's only in her 20's and real lenient. She's also highly creative and believes that talking helps get things done. Which we all like.
"All right, before we get started, we have a new student with us. So be nice, and any spitwads I find being thrown, the shooter will owe me 30 minutes after school." She said jokingly. A boy stepped into the classroom and handed Ms. Asaji a slip of paper. Tomoyo jabbed me in the side with a pen.
"Ow, what?" I asked, slightly annoyed at the way she grabbed my attention.
"That's him!" She whispered excitedly.
"That's who?" I asked her.
"The new guy! Syaoran Li." She replied, still watching his every move. I glanced over to the new guy, who was still waiting by Ms. Asaji's desk. She nodded and looked around the room.
"Well Mr. Li, why don't you take a seat on the other side of Ms. Avalon? Sakura, raise your hand for a second." Ms. Asaji told me. I did as told. Syaoran looked around and spotted me. Then glared at me. I was slightly taken-back by his reaction. I mean, I haven't even met him, and he glares at me. How rude! He walked to the back of the class and sat next to me.
"Hey, I'm Sakura." I introduced myself.
"No really, do you think?" He replied, voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Calm down, no need to be so rude about it." I snapped back.
"Whatever." Was the reply I got. I growled under my breath and turned my attention to Ms. Asaji.
"Today, we're going to be learning about water quality. Which means you'll be doing a bunch of testing and a report at the end." The entire class groaned.
"But, you will be allowed to work in groups up to three people each." Everyone perked up and started chattering about who was going to work with who. I turned to Tomoyo and grinned.
"You and me?" I asked her.
"Like always." She grinned. Ms. Asaji shook her head and clapped her hands.
"Focus for a little bit more guys. I need to finish explaining how this will work!" she said. We instantly shut up.
"Now, you and your partners will pick a natural habitat with water in it. You are also allowed to work by yourself. You will collect a large container and a small container of water from your site. Then you will do tests I ask you to do. At the end of this unit, you will need to do a class presentation about it. It can be a video, a notebook, or a poster. You will need to have it done sometime next month." She was interrupted by a knock on the door. She opened it and took the message from the other side. She looked up and at me.
"Sakura, you need to take your stuff and leave. Someone's here to check you out." She told me. I shot her a questioning glanced and shrugged.
"Copy down everything we need to know about the project." I whispered to Tomoyo as I walked to the front of the class. I grabbed the piece of paper from Ms. Asaji and walked out the door. I made my way up to the front office, where I saw Jeremy waiting for me.
"Come on, you're already checked out." Jeremy said. I nodded and followed him outside. We got into his beat up Honda and drove away from the school.
"Get dressed." He threw my spy clothes at me. I ducked behind the driver seat so he couldn't see me and changed out of my uniform. I slipped on a pair of black leather pants, a black tanktop, and threw a black trench coat over it. Personally, I think it looks too much like something from the Matrix. But that's what Michael insists I wear. I climbed back into the front seat with Jeremy, just as he turned into an alleyway. We got out of the car and got into a better car. We took off in Jeremy's black Mercedes, back onto the streets.
"So where are we off to this time?" I asked.
"Michael just said to pull you out of school. Something about your next assignment." Jeremy replied as he drove up into the alleyway of the warehouse. We locked and got out of the car. He knocked the secret code on the door and we walked inside.
"Want me to come with? Or you wanna handle it yourself?" Jeremy asked me.
"Thanks for the offer, but I think I need to do this myself." I grinned at him. He nodded and left me alone. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" I heard Michael's rough voice ask me.
"Blossom, sir." I replied. He opened the door and I stepped inside. He was sitting behind his desk, looking through a file of something.
"Ah, you're here at last, Blossom. Have a seat." He motioned to the many chairs in the room. I sat down and folded my arms over my chest.
"What did you want this time, Michael?" I asked him.
"To discuss your assignment." He replied.
"You never did tell me what my assignment was, Michael." I said curtly.
"Be patient, Blossom. I'm getting there." He said as he sifted through the files. I huffed and rolled my eyes.
"All right, so what is it?" I asked him.
"You are receiving your first large mission. There is an opposing spy association, one that's spying on our crew. They're from a different country, but they have now sent a spy over here." Michael started off.
"Ok, and what does this have to do with me?" I asked him.
"You are going to be the one who finds their spy. Once we uncover who he is, I will give you the next half of your assignment." Michael finished.
"So, right now, you want me to be on the look out for this guy." I stated my question.
"Correct. Until we know who he is, and what he wants. I will give you more information when I find out. Now, you and Jeremy are going to go out right now and start searching. Am I making myself clear?" He asked me sternly.
"Crystal." I replied as I took the file from Michael's hands. I got out of my chair and headed towards the door.
"Oh, and Blossom?" I turned around and looked back.
"Never mouth off to me again, understood?" He warned me. I nodded and walked quickly out the door. I sighed in relief and turned to walk away, when I crashed right into Jeremy.
"Waiting for me?" I asked sarcastically.
"What's your problem? You're never this moody." Jeremy noted as we headed back out to the Mercedes.
"Just this new guy at school. He's really a pain in the ass." I replied as I got into the passenger seat.
"Well, you better watch it. Any more back talk and Michael will punish you. And it will hurt, trust me." He said as he stuck the key into the ignition.
"How so?" I asked as we drove down the street.
"It just will. Just be careful, Sakura." He warned me. I nodded and turned my gaze back to the window. Jeremy was the only one in the agency who called me by my real name. When we're on a mission, he calls me Blossom though. He's been my spy partner and trainer since I started out. He's sort of grown on me, and I trust him with my life. And I know he feels the same way.
"I'll be careful. I'll just have to ignore him." I replied. Jeremy nodded and didn't say anything else. I growled at myself and shook my head. 'First he messes up my school day, now he is going to ruin my focus. Either that or put me out of a job. I hate Syaoran Li.' I thought darkly. Stupid, sarcastic bastard. Without even realizing it, we had come to a halt. I shot Jeremy a questioning glance. He nodded his head towards the direction by a dumpster.
"It's said that there might be some information on this guy around here." Jeremy said to me.
"So that means we have to go dumpster diving?" I raised my eyebrow. He pulled off his shirt and changed into a ratty, ripped one.
"Precisely. Here, put these on." He threw me a set of clothes that would have looked great on a bum. I sighed and climbed into the back. I changed out of my Matrix outfit and into a pair of faded jean shorts, a ripped long- sleeved shirt, two different socks, scuffed white tennis shoes, and a scarf tied into my hair. I climbed back up front and waited for Jeremy, who looked almost as ratty as I did.
"Ready to roll, Blossom?" He asked me as he put a beanie over his hair.
"Ready when you are, Lone Pineapple." I addressed him by his codename. He nodded and opened the door.
"Let's go." He said as he locked the doors and dove into the dumpster.
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Yea, I ended it right there. Odd place to end, but so what? Lol. Oh, and the Lone Pineapple thing, in case anyone cares. Ok, so I have a friend named Jeremy, who this Jeremy is sort of modeled after. And his email is the lone pineapple. So I thought that'd be a good name for the Jeremy in this story. Well, now Syaoran is here! *does victory dance* What's his problem anyway? And why's he here? Who's the spy Sakura's after? Find out next time! Please Review! Bai Peepz!!!
Kali Vulpix: Didn't you say that in the first chapter? That's you'd continue no matter what?
Well, ya, but then people reviewed after all. =D
KV: Whatever.
Anyways, thanks for your reviews guys. Well, no more babbling, let's get on with the story. This chapter is still in Sakura's POV, FYI.
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So let's jump to the now timezone since you know my story now. I'm 15 years old now, and....
"I'm late!" I yelled as I scrambled out of my bed and rushed through my morning routine. I ran downstairs, shoved a piece of toast in my mouth and put my shoes on.
"Bye Dad, bye Touya!" I called out to my father and brother and ran out the door. Thankfully my high school wasn't that far from my house. I ran inside the building and looked at the nearest clock.
"Well, new record, Sakura. 15 minutes before the bell rang, good job." I heard someone say from behind me. I turned around and grinned at my best friend, Tomoyo.
"Yea, aren't you proud of me?" I joked back as we started walking towards our first period classes. Tomoyo's been my best friend forever. It also helps that she's my third cousin. Anyway, we do this everyday. We don't have the same classes until after lunch, so we spend as much time before school as we can. Unfortunately, we didn't have enough time to catch up on a lot besides what Touya did last night. In case you care, he crashed his bike. But just as I finished telling her my story, the bell rang, meaning I had to go to math and Tomoyo had music. You have no idea how much I despise math. Most of the lesson I sit there and pretend to care about y equaling x-14 divided by 2 squared. It's a bunch of garbage I say. But moving on........
"Ms. Avalon, can you answer problem 12?" the teacher suddenly called on me. I jerked my head up from my arms and looked at the board. I could tell that the teacher was waiting and the class just wanted another excuse to make class more exciting.
"Um..........4?" I guessed. The teacher just shook his head and sighed.
"Pay attention, Ms. Avalon." He lectured me and continued to teach. I'm a spy, and I get treated this way. It's pathetic. If sensei knew whom he was dealing with, he'd be singin' a whole different tune, that's for sure. But unfortunately, I can't blow my cover or I'd be so screwed over. So I did the next best thing: I wrote a note to Tomoyo.
"Hey Tomo,
What's up? Ntm here, just hanging out and being bored out of my skull. Anywayz, I know I said we would hang out after school today, but something came up (again!) and I can't. I promise, we'll do something later, maybe tomorrow. Things are still the same. Dad's always at work, and Touya is at the college a lot. Um, actually, I don't really have much to say in this note, so I'm going to wrap it up. See ya at lunch. Obviously, since I'll probably be giving this to you at lunch. Lol. See ya!
'Kura."
I quietly folded up the note and shoved it into my pocket, just as the bell rang. I walked down the hall and entered my history class. History's not QUITE as boring as math, but nonetheless, it's not real important to me. I mean, I learned everything I'll ever need to know through the spy training. So I usually sit there and pretend to pay attention. I plan spy tactics. Then pass the tests the teacher gives us. But I'll spare you the super boring details. Let's fast-forward to lunchtime.
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So I met Tomoyo by our lockers when the lunch bell rang. It's our little ritual basically. We meet at the lockers, buy our lunch, and then walk around the school. We talk about everything. And today had an..............interesting subject.
"Have you seen the new guy?" Tomoyo asked me.
"The movie?" I stupidly responded. She rolled her eyes at me and shook her head.
"No not the movie, the actual person." She replied. I grinned sheepishly and shrugged.
"Nah, what new guy?" I asked her as I bit into my pizza.
"He's in my 1st period class. His name is Li Syaoran. He just moved here from Hong Kong, I think. He's really cute." She said suggestively. Now it was my turn to roll my eyes.
"Tomo, I already told you. I don't really have time for guys right now." I reminded her. She huffed and sighed.
"Whatever, Kura. You need to start dating though. It would do you a world of good." She said.
"Well, I will when I find the perfect guy."
"And what, may I ask, is your perfect guy?" She raised her eyebrow.
"Well, he's got to be nice. I can't stand jerky guys. Sweet, has a sense of humor, romantic, and being a blonde wouldn't hurt either." I replied. She choked back a laugh, which only succeeded to choke on her food.
"A blonde?" She laughed at me.
"What? Blondes are slightly cuter!" I defended myself.
"Whatever you say, Sakura. I believe ya." She winked and giggled again. That launched into our discussion of who was cuter: blondes or brunettes. That itself wasted our whole lunchtime. I swear, me and Tomoyo spend our time talking about the strangest things. The bell suddenly rang, signaling the end of lunch and that we had to go to class. Tomoyo and I both had Biology next, so we turned around and walked to the science hall. We entered the classroom and took our seats, which we got to choose ourselves. So we were still arguing about which type of hair color was cuter for a guy when sensei walked in.
"Well, nice to see you all so chatty on a Monday." Ms. Asaji grinned. She's one of the best teachers here. She's only in her 20's and real lenient. She's also highly creative and believes that talking helps get things done. Which we all like.
"All right, before we get started, we have a new student with us. So be nice, and any spitwads I find being thrown, the shooter will owe me 30 minutes after school." She said jokingly. A boy stepped into the classroom and handed Ms. Asaji a slip of paper. Tomoyo jabbed me in the side with a pen.
"Ow, what?" I asked, slightly annoyed at the way she grabbed my attention.
"That's him!" She whispered excitedly.
"That's who?" I asked her.
"The new guy! Syaoran Li." She replied, still watching his every move. I glanced over to the new guy, who was still waiting by Ms. Asaji's desk. She nodded and looked around the room.
"Well Mr. Li, why don't you take a seat on the other side of Ms. Avalon? Sakura, raise your hand for a second." Ms. Asaji told me. I did as told. Syaoran looked around and spotted me. Then glared at me. I was slightly taken-back by his reaction. I mean, I haven't even met him, and he glares at me. How rude! He walked to the back of the class and sat next to me.
"Hey, I'm Sakura." I introduced myself.
"No really, do you think?" He replied, voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Calm down, no need to be so rude about it." I snapped back.
"Whatever." Was the reply I got. I growled under my breath and turned my attention to Ms. Asaji.
"Today, we're going to be learning about water quality. Which means you'll be doing a bunch of testing and a report at the end." The entire class groaned.
"But, you will be allowed to work in groups up to three people each." Everyone perked up and started chattering about who was going to work with who. I turned to Tomoyo and grinned.
"You and me?" I asked her.
"Like always." She grinned. Ms. Asaji shook her head and clapped her hands.
"Focus for a little bit more guys. I need to finish explaining how this will work!" she said. We instantly shut up.
"Now, you and your partners will pick a natural habitat with water in it. You are also allowed to work by yourself. You will collect a large container and a small container of water from your site. Then you will do tests I ask you to do. At the end of this unit, you will need to do a class presentation about it. It can be a video, a notebook, or a poster. You will need to have it done sometime next month." She was interrupted by a knock on the door. She opened it and took the message from the other side. She looked up and at me.
"Sakura, you need to take your stuff and leave. Someone's here to check you out." She told me. I shot her a questioning glanced and shrugged.
"Copy down everything we need to know about the project." I whispered to Tomoyo as I walked to the front of the class. I grabbed the piece of paper from Ms. Asaji and walked out the door. I made my way up to the front office, where I saw Jeremy waiting for me.
"Come on, you're already checked out." Jeremy said. I nodded and followed him outside. We got into his beat up Honda and drove away from the school.
"Get dressed." He threw my spy clothes at me. I ducked behind the driver seat so he couldn't see me and changed out of my uniform. I slipped on a pair of black leather pants, a black tanktop, and threw a black trench coat over it. Personally, I think it looks too much like something from the Matrix. But that's what Michael insists I wear. I climbed back into the front seat with Jeremy, just as he turned into an alleyway. We got out of the car and got into a better car. We took off in Jeremy's black Mercedes, back onto the streets.
"So where are we off to this time?" I asked.
"Michael just said to pull you out of school. Something about your next assignment." Jeremy replied as he drove up into the alleyway of the warehouse. We locked and got out of the car. He knocked the secret code on the door and we walked inside.
"Want me to come with? Or you wanna handle it yourself?" Jeremy asked me.
"Thanks for the offer, but I think I need to do this myself." I grinned at him. He nodded and left me alone. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" I heard Michael's rough voice ask me.
"Blossom, sir." I replied. He opened the door and I stepped inside. He was sitting behind his desk, looking through a file of something.
"Ah, you're here at last, Blossom. Have a seat." He motioned to the many chairs in the room. I sat down and folded my arms over my chest.
"What did you want this time, Michael?" I asked him.
"To discuss your assignment." He replied.
"You never did tell me what my assignment was, Michael." I said curtly.
"Be patient, Blossom. I'm getting there." He said as he sifted through the files. I huffed and rolled my eyes.
"All right, so what is it?" I asked him.
"You are receiving your first large mission. There is an opposing spy association, one that's spying on our crew. They're from a different country, but they have now sent a spy over here." Michael started off.
"Ok, and what does this have to do with me?" I asked him.
"You are going to be the one who finds their spy. Once we uncover who he is, I will give you the next half of your assignment." Michael finished.
"So, right now, you want me to be on the look out for this guy." I stated my question.
"Correct. Until we know who he is, and what he wants. I will give you more information when I find out. Now, you and Jeremy are going to go out right now and start searching. Am I making myself clear?" He asked me sternly.
"Crystal." I replied as I took the file from Michael's hands. I got out of my chair and headed towards the door.
"Oh, and Blossom?" I turned around and looked back.
"Never mouth off to me again, understood?" He warned me. I nodded and walked quickly out the door. I sighed in relief and turned to walk away, when I crashed right into Jeremy.
"Waiting for me?" I asked sarcastically.
"What's your problem? You're never this moody." Jeremy noted as we headed back out to the Mercedes.
"Just this new guy at school. He's really a pain in the ass." I replied as I got into the passenger seat.
"Well, you better watch it. Any more back talk and Michael will punish you. And it will hurt, trust me." He said as he stuck the key into the ignition.
"How so?" I asked as we drove down the street.
"It just will. Just be careful, Sakura." He warned me. I nodded and turned my gaze back to the window. Jeremy was the only one in the agency who called me by my real name. When we're on a mission, he calls me Blossom though. He's been my spy partner and trainer since I started out. He's sort of grown on me, and I trust him with my life. And I know he feels the same way.
"I'll be careful. I'll just have to ignore him." I replied. Jeremy nodded and didn't say anything else. I growled at myself and shook my head. 'First he messes up my school day, now he is going to ruin my focus. Either that or put me out of a job. I hate Syaoran Li.' I thought darkly. Stupid, sarcastic bastard. Without even realizing it, we had come to a halt. I shot Jeremy a questioning glance. He nodded his head towards the direction by a dumpster.
"It's said that there might be some information on this guy around here." Jeremy said to me.
"So that means we have to go dumpster diving?" I raised my eyebrow. He pulled off his shirt and changed into a ratty, ripped one.
"Precisely. Here, put these on." He threw me a set of clothes that would have looked great on a bum. I sighed and climbed into the back. I changed out of my Matrix outfit and into a pair of faded jean shorts, a ripped long- sleeved shirt, two different socks, scuffed white tennis shoes, and a scarf tied into my hair. I climbed back up front and waited for Jeremy, who looked almost as ratty as I did.
"Ready to roll, Blossom?" He asked me as he put a beanie over his hair.
"Ready when you are, Lone Pineapple." I addressed him by his codename. He nodded and opened the door.
"Let's go." He said as he locked the doors and dove into the dumpster.
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Yea, I ended it right there. Odd place to end, but so what? Lol. Oh, and the Lone Pineapple thing, in case anyone cares. Ok, so I have a friend named Jeremy, who this Jeremy is sort of modeled after. And his email is the lone pineapple. So I thought that'd be a good name for the Jeremy in this story. Well, now Syaoran is here! *does victory dance* What's his problem anyway? And why's he here? Who's the spy Sakura's after? Find out next time! Please Review! Bai Peepz!!!