What's Different on the Other Side

By melaniemelmelgirl

Disclaimer: Okay, why bother asking? You ALREADY know what the answer is!!!!! Forevermore, Cardcaptor Sakura WILL belong to CLAMP, in the rare event of them putting it up for sale.

Then some wealthy billionaire will buy it and I STILL won't own it and STILL will be writing disclaimers!! AGGHHH!!!!!

Author's note: Okay this is the fourth chapter I wrote today, I have nothing better to do around here. I mean, it IS summer after all. Nothing to do in Hicksville, USA. Oh well, I'm going to a friend's

party on Friday, so it's all good. Enjoy this chappie!!!!

Oh, and damson rhee, I agree, this story is a bit stereotypical, but this is how I wanted the story to be like, to prove that stereotyping is wrong. Thanks for the review!

Chapter Four: Late for First Period

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Sakura Kinomoto ran to class as fast as her five foot three legs could carry her.

Being late to first hour Speech was not her idea of a good time.

She could get in trouble, or GASP!!!

Have it reflect her PERMANENT RECCORD!!!!

'Oh no!!' Sakura thought.

She arrived to class out of breath.

"Kinomoto, YOU'RE LATE!!!" the beastly middle-aged teacher bellowed at her.

"Hai…I know ma'am. Gomen nesai," Sakura said, apologetically.

"Detention for you!! And might I add how disappointed I am in you? You're my top student!!! You should be ashamed of yourself!!!"

(Okay, normally teachers aren't that strict but I thought I'd ….dramatize it a bit more. And besides it's a FANFICTION).

"Ughh…", Sakura murmered under her breath.

She slowly trudged over to her desk and sat down.

'This is not my day', she thought.

"Alright class, open you textbooks to page 275", the teacher said.

Sakura attentively paid attention, taking notes and making mental notes.

Maybe it would make up for her being late.

A spitball suddenly flew out of nowhere and landed on her head.

Mild snickers were heard all around her.

"Eww..." she shuddered, and flicked the spitball onto the floor

Suddenly another spitball landed, this time on her back.

Again, she wiped it on the floor.

This pattern repeated all through class.

Sakura was relived when the bell rang, seeing as there was a good size pile of spitballs on the floor as she left.

'Bleh….why must they all pick on me?" she pondered, as she walked to her locker.

A familiar face approached her locker.

It was Tomoyo.

"Hey Sakura!" Tomoyo said.

"Oh, hi Tomoyo!" Sakura said as excitedly as she could.

"What's the matter?" Tomoyo asked, sensing that her friend was troubled.

"It was the spitball routine. Again", Sakura said, sadly.

"That's awful….not to mention unhygienic. But come on, will be late for gym class. Afterwards, you can shower to get that spitball slime out of you hair."

"Hai, arigitou Tomoyo, for always being her for me." Sakura said.

"Hey, what are nerd friends for?" Tomoyo said smiling, putting an arm around Sakura.

Together, they walked to gym class.

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Whew….this is the 5th chapter I've written today!!! 4 for this story, one for a different story. I hope you all enjoyed!!! Later!! Luve, melaniemelmelgirl