Chapter 1 Social Worker Emerald eyes gazed out the window staring off into nothing. Her head rested in her left palm, as her designer glasses slid inch by inch off her nose. Which she would quickly reposition with her right index finger. 'Why does my life have to be so boring?' Sakura asked herself still gazing at the morning sky from the window of her math's class.
"Miss Kinomoto,"
'Why does everything have to be so . . . perfect, and normal!' her mind screamed out in frustration.
"Miss Kinomoto!" The teacher's voice snarled but unnoticed by the auburn haired girl.
'I wish my life weren't so plain and simple, that something . . . someone would just walk into my life, and make it exotic!' The though appealed to her greatly, she always dreamed of this. . . Always, in the same class, and at the same time. 'At least this time that stupid teacher isn't trying to ruin my daydream.'
"Kinomoto, Sakura!" The voice rang through Sakura's head like a jolt of lightning. Acting on instinct Sakura jolted up and yelled, "Touya get a life!"
"I'm sorry Miss Kinomoto but you're back in your math class
where your fantasy doesn't apply." The teacher growled.
"Gomen Terada sensei," Sakura bowed her head in apology and shame.
He nodded to her, allowing her to take her seat, "Now back to the lesson—" He was cut off by the sound of the end of school bell ringing through the halls, as everyone quickly stuffed their things in their bags and raced through the door.
Sakura on the other hand was in no rush, for she had nothing exciting to attend to, her life was . . . normal, which didn't really appeal to her . . . along with math, and the teacher who was walking up to her.
"Sakura, you are barely passing as it is, I don't think that daydreaming in my class will bring up that mark of yours."
"I'm very sorry sensei," Sakura apologized trying to sound troubled, and succeeded, but not to her aid.
"Are you having troubled Kinomoto? That's why we have social workers please do not let her personal problems get in the way of your education." He told her and headed towards the door.
"I shall assign a meeting for you with one, and you shall start seeing her tomorrow, and from now on I'll have my eye open, and try to find you a proper tutor, that will interest you . . . in your studies that is." He left as Sakura swung the bag over a shoulder and walked out the door, where she only had to walk for five minutes until her best friend come to her aid.
"Hey Sakura," Tomoyo greeted biting into an apple.
"What's with the apple Tomo?" Sakura asked suspiciously.
"Trying to loose a few pounds," Tomoyo stated.
"I don't think Eriol complains that you're fat, unless there is something else." Sakura said eying her friend.
"Because you so do not need to loose weight just look at yourself!" Sakura pondered.
"Of course I do! I'm 15 and I'm so over weight!" Tomoyo almost yelled.
"112 pounds is not over weight!" Sakura almost yelled with frustration.
"In Tomoeda for the Arts it is!" Tomoyo whined.
"Excuse me?" Sakura asked confused.
"I tried out for TFTA, and they said I was perfect and that I perfectly qualify for the drama team, but on my first day of school they are going to weigh me, and everyone on the drama team has to be 100 pounds or less." Tomoyo explained.
"So you're moving schools?" Sakura asked wide eyed.
"I'm so sorry Sakura, but I have to! This is my dream, you understand don't you?" Tomoyo asked.
Sakura nodded as she pushed her glasses up once more; though they were designer they still blurred her emerald eyes.
"Sakura, get contacts, those glasses might be stylish, but they're hiding your beauty!" Tomoyo brought up the argument that they so frequently had.
"And stop getting your uniform in XXL!" Tomoyo said.
"You can't see anything!"
"I want to keep it that way," Sakura stated ending the argument, that Tomoyo so wanted to continue till Sakura gave up.
Sakura walked, her oh so normal, that word made her groan, walk, to her oh so normal home, which her oh so normal room lay.
She went to her 'normal' desk and did her homework, and then drifted off to sleep in her 'normal' bed. The only thing this day that wasn't normal was the wild dreams the played in her mind. Those wild dreams that she wished could come true.
Sakura woke up to the sound of her alarm clock ringing, and she so desperately searched with her hand in her bliss for that snooze button."Monster wake up!" She heard her brother yell from down stairs. And if that wasn't persisting enough, her dog, Kero jumped on her bed and started to lick her face.
"Okay, okay, okay!" Sakura gave.
"I'm up!" She took her cute little dog in her hands and pulled him over her head. And spun him around, she then settled him on the floor, as he ran down stairs, while Sakura put her glasses on.
She then raced down the stairs, and poured some dog food in Kero's bowl. She petted his head, and shook her head. "Kero, one of these days you're going to grow fat!" She then grabbed a toast and raced out the door.
They day went by fine; Sakura found out that Tomoyo was going to leave to her new school next week, on Monday. All went well till the end of her math class.
"Miss Kinomoto, may I have a talk with you?" He asked as Sakura was about to exit the door. Sakura turned on her heels and headed towards his desk.
"What do you need to speak with me about, sensei?" Sakura asked.
He handed her a piece of paper. "This is the address, name, and phone number of your new social worker. You have an appointment today, and for every other day for that fact, oh of course except Saturday and Sunday." He informed her.
Sakura's eyes grew with shock, she didn't mean for her white lie to go this far.
"You best be on your way now Kinomoto," He informed her, as Sakura stared blankly in front of her as the thoughts raced through her mind.
'Social worker . . . Social worker!!!' Her head pounded with pain at the thoughts of it.
She looked down at the piece of paper and groaned. She headed out the school gates where Tomoyo meat up with her.
"Wow, who kicked your bonkers?" Tomoyo said jokingly.
"I have to go see a social worker," Sakura complained.
"What ever for!" Tomoyo asked shocked.
"Because of a little white lie I told sensei," Sakura replied.
Tomoyo shook her head, "daydreaming in math class again I presume." Sakura nodded.
"Well better got off to it before Terada sensei has more reasons to fail you." Sakura nodded her head again in agreement, and then waved to her friend. "Bye Tomo! See you Saturday?" sakura asked.
"Of course!" Tomoyo said waving back at her friend who was walking out of sight.
Sakura stood in front of the mansion that seemed to her to be the wrong house. "Well the address is correct . . ."She walked to the door, and rang the door bell, which had a nice rhythm to it. Five seconds latter a small chubby lady opened the door. Sakura had to almost make her chin reach her chest to get a clear view of the chubby lady.
"Um, I'm Kinomoto, Sakura, and I'm here to see Mrs. Li," Sakura stated.
"Ah, Fuutie-san, right this way then Kinomoto-san," The lady ushered her in.
"Please, Sakura," Sakura told her.
"Of course, oh how silly of me. I'm Mutoshi, Shineda, one of her maids, and friends." Shineda explained.
"Here it is," She said as she knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" A womanly voice rang through their ears. "Fuutie-san, it's me Shineda, I'm here with a young lady who wants to see you."
"Oh, by all means come in, the door is unlocked." Shineda opened the door, and introduced Sakura. "This is Kinomoto, Sakura, who wants to see you."
"Oh, yes, Yoshiyuki-san told me that you would be coming." She stood up and took a bow. "As you must know already, I'm sure Shineda has told you since she can never stay with a few seconds with out a word to say that I'm Li, Fuutie." Sakura returned the bow.
"Don't be shy come take a seat," Fuutie gestured to the chair in front of her.
"This reminds me of the time when your family was all cuddled up—"
"Shineda," Fuutie said giving her a look.
"I'm so sorry Fuutie-san it's just that, you guys were so young and—"
"Shineda," Fuutie said this time sternly with superiority.
"I'll be on my way now Fuutie-san," She said as she headed towards the door backwards.
"I'll be cooking dinner now," she told then as she took told of the handle to close the door.
"You do that Shineda," she smiled at her.
The door closed, and Fuutie turned her attention to Sakura, "Now, how should we start off—" She was cut off when the door opened.
"Oh, Sakura stay for dinner, I am an amazing cook, you'll just love it, come on say yes." Shineda started.
"Sakura I'd advise you to say yes or you will be here longer then you plan," Fuutie joked.
"Great I'll go now and cook dinner," She said taking small slow steps towards the door.
"Yes, goodbye Shineda," Fuutie said waving childishly to her.
"Bye," The door closed for the second time, and Fuutie turned to Sakura . . . again.
"Now where were w—" Fuutie got interrupted again, as Shineda opened the door again.
"Shineda . . ." Fuutie warned.
"Just wanted to tell you to be out by 6," Shineda informed.
"Yes now, let us be left to discuss what we need to," Fuutie ordered.
"Oh of course, it's just, well yes, don't forget six," Shineda said walking to the door backwards slowly . . . again.
"I think Reema needs your assistance, or maybe you need hers," Fuutie informed.
"Oh yes! Excellent, I'll go get her and we'll make a fabulous meal for you two!" Shineda raced out the door, and headed towards Reema. Who was going to have to deal with the non stop chatter box, Shineda.
Fuutie chuckled, "She is very entertaining," She told Sakura. Sakura nodded her head in agreement.
"Well let's get started." She cleared her desk of al the files and papers, then folded her hands on the desk and proceeded.
"Yoshiyuki told me that you have problems concentrating in class because of . . . problems." It was more of a statement then a question.
"Well yes sort of," Sakura told her.
"You don't have to be so tense, dear no one will hear what goes in-between these four walls, I assure you, I'm here to help remember." Fuutie reassured her.
Sakura relaxed a little, and put her self in a comfortable positing instead of her stiff posture.
"So, what bugs you?" Fuutie asked.
"Nothing really, I, just, never mind," she replied.
"Come one tell me, I'm not going to scold you." She joked.
"Well I don't think I'm supposed to be here, it's only because I told a little white lie to sensei," Sakura informed her.
"What makes it so white?" she asked.
"Well sensei wanted to talk to me after class because I wasn't paying much attention."
"And why weren't you?"
"Because math is so boring!" Sakura complained.
"I think it's pretty interesting." Fuutie said.
"I don't," Sakura replied.
"Well so if you weren't paying attention, when were you doing?"
"Daydreaming," Sakura said blushing embarrassed; she pushed up her glasses that were slipping from her nose again.
"I used to daydream too, what about though?" Fuutie asked.
"Boys?" She tried guessing.
Sakura shook her head.
"Friend problems?"
She got another no.
"Then what?" she asked.
"You're going to think I'm really childish," Sakura told her.
"Try me," Fuutie challenged.
"I dream of what my life would be like if it weren't so . . . normal."
Fuutie smiled, "During my science classes I used to dream about my own kingdom, and the perfect life," Fuutie told her.
"What happened to your dream?" she asked curiously.
"It came true, I found my own dream kingdom," she told her, a far away look sparkling in her eyes.
"I wish that my dream would come true," Fuutie turned her glaze back to the saddened Sakura.
"It might happen sooner then you think," Fuutie informed.
"And what do you mean by that?"
"That things happen unexpected." Fuutie answered.
"Not in my life," Sakura said rolling her eyes.
"We'll let the future decide that," Fuutie informed her.
"So, now enough about problems, they bug me so much! Well not really but I would prefer to do other things." Fuutie told her.
"Like what?" Sakura asked.
"I'm sorry but I absolutely adore chess that is probably the only game I have here." Fuutie took out a chess board and pieces, and set them on the desk.
"But if you don't like chess I understand."
Sakura shook her head. "I love chess, me and Tomoyo used to play it everyday after school, I'm going to try out for the school chess competition this year." Sakura informed her.
"Have you won any chess awards?" Fuutie asked, and she put the pieces in place.
"Oh yes, but they were just against other children, from the age 7-13" Sakura told her.
"Well that must have been easy since you were the oldest." Fuutie said.
"Easy, yes, the oldest, no, I was 5 years old when I was in the competition."
Fuutie's eyes practically popped out of her face. "FIVE!!??"
Sakura blushed with embarrassment.
"I would like to see you against by brother, he has this chess ego, he
won so many competitions that we lost count, and had to have a whole room dedicated
to all his trophies."
"Wow he must be good to have a whole room filled with chess trophies," Sakura said amazed.
"Not only chess my dear, he had way too many trophies period."
"How old is he?" Sakura asked.
Fuutie smiled mischiefly, "he's around your age, fifteen." Sakura's eyes bulged out of her head.
"FIFTEEN!!!"
"Ya, I get that a lot."
"Does he go to my school?" Sakura asked.
"Oh no dear, he's back home in China," Fuutie told her.
"Well that's nice," Sakura said as she did the first move.
"Yes, but he might be moving here soon," she smiled.
"You should meet him, you'd get along great!"
Sakura smiled at the thought, but soon her face faltered.
"What's wrong dear?" Fuutie asked.
'Moving.'
"My friend is moving to a school for the arts," Sakura said sadly.
"Judging by the way you said it you two must be close."
"Very, she's my best friend, and cousin! No to mention the only friend I have at my school, and she's changing schools after Monday." Sakura told her.
"I'm sure you'll meet new ones, you seem the kind of person to attract people." Fuutie complemented.
"Ya, well people don't seem to like people with glasses." Sakura informed.
She pushed her glasses that were slipping from her nose for the hundredth time.
"Check mate," Sakura said as he queen killed Fuutie's king.
"You're just like my brother, almost the exact same immune moves, amazing." Fuutie said shaking her head.
"Dinner!" Shineda's voice sang into their ears.
"We better get going," Fuutie said getting up.
"Oh. But we must clean up first." Sakura said.
"Oh, just leave it, I'll do it later." Fuutie said as they headed out the door.
----YAY!!!!!!
I'm done, and my exams r almost over!!!
Thanx to all you guessed for my contest, here are the results, of what were guessed wrong because none were guessed right, lol.
This contest ends June 26, unless I decide to make it longer, or if someone guesses right before the due date.
For the ppl who don't know of the contest here it is.
Of course I'm having a contest, it starts once you have read this. You have to guess what my country is, not where I live, like my origin. YA I know it sounds gay, my friends mad me do it, this is how it goes, in your reviews you guess where u think I come from, my friends r not aloud to participate! Only 1 guess per review! If u do more, you guesses r automatically disqualified, this contest will last 4 weeks, in other words a month. I will post up in my settings, and in my stories what were guessed wrong. If you win the prize will be me drawing you your favorite character in 1 of my stories, yes, it can be CCS or a character I totally created, and a preview of whats ganna happen next in my next chapter(s) of your fav of my stories, u can pic 2 if ya lik. I will pronounce the winner once the person guesses right, then u are to somehow give me ur e-mail address, if I don't already got it, and I will send you your prize. If no one wins in those 4 weeks no one gets a prize, if when I check my reviews and more then 1 person guessed right u all get the prize, I will be giving hints every now and then in my updated so plzzzz RR!!!!!
Here r the results
near a forest - 1
on Asia minor - 1
Japan - 1
China - 2
U.S. - 2
Rusia – 1
Sry guys but keep trying!AND PLZZZZZ RR
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