~Rich and Poor~
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LiL Azn Devil: Thank you! Thank you for all the wonderful reviews! You guys (I mean gals) make me so darn happy! :D:D:D Well you all know that this means.. Another chapter! Whoo hoo! Go shawty it's your birthday! I'm sorry if the language is offensive to those who are offended by it. Well this story is rated PG-13 and there is only going to be a little bit of language. But I'll limit it. See I'm so nice to my fans. I want to keep them happy. (
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Chapter 3
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Syaoran's Pov
When I saw that new girl in class I couldn't believe. She's in this school wearing that outrageous pink dress. Geeze, wear something that's 'in'. I mean, sure she's pretty cute... But get a clue.
I saw that she made friends with Tomoyo. The fashion designer for the cheerleaders and for the casts in the plays, she's in the video crew, the prom coordinator, the broadcast coordinator, and even has her own clothing line. How I know this? I don't have a clue. I guess since she's been in my life since preschool and one of my friends has a liking for her.
It was lunch and I saw that pink balloon girl again. Well, how can you not? She's like floating around school wearing that pink.. thing! She was sitting next to Tomoyo and staring at her food like she's never seen it before. Hasn't she ever heard of cold pizza? I guess not since she looks like she's from a rich family. Why am I thinking about her so much? I guess since that dress is haunting me.
"Hey Syaoran," greeted Jon, holding his usual brown paper bag.
"Sup," I answered back, taking a sip from my coke.
"So are you ready to see the master at work?" asked Jon, smirking at me.
"You look like an amateur to me," I replied, grinning back at him.
"Whatevers," he said, turning around looking at the new girl. "I wish she wasn't wearing that damn dress."
I laughed. "Well, it's now or I get my two hundred, pal."
He turned and glared at me. "I think you're going to give that to me." Jon stood up and walked to Sakura's table, walking in that weird cool way of his. Reminds me of a dog missing a leg.
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Sakura's Pov
"Hey Sakura," whispered Tomoyo, leaning over to me.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"I think that guy is going to ask you out," said Tomoyo, with a giggle.
"Huh?" I asked confused. I turned around and saw a guy walking towards me. He had spikey black hair, a piercing on his right cartilage ear, black pants that were way too big for him, and a black shirt that read 'Don't F**k with me'. "Who is he?"
Tomoyo looked up at him and back at me. "He's one of the bad notorious boys in our school. Best to stay away from them but none of the girls can't. Jon Takitani is his name, you know the guy that came in late to Miss Nakamoto's class."
"Ooh..." I said. But before I could say anything, that Jon guy came.
"Hey sweet thing, how you doing?" asked Jon, leaning on the table, smirking at me. I found it quite disturbing that he was bothering me at lunch and calling me a name.
"Excuse me?" I raised my eyebrows at his manner.
"I'm Jon Takitani," said he, smiling at me.
"Yes, and I'm Sakura Kinomoto," I answered with a smile that faded as fast as it appeared.
"I was wondering if you would like to go out on a date with me," he said, leaning a little too close to me.
I pushed his face away with my hand so I wouldn't smell his cigarette breath. "Don't come too close to me, Jon, you're polluting my air," I said, glancing at Tomoyo's appalled face. I heard someone snicker and I found it was that guy who I bumped into. Syaoran Li.
"Well, you still haven't answered my question," said Jon, not backing off.
"I'm sorry but I already have an escort," I said, lying.
"Really? Who?" urged Jon.
I got really frustrated by him and frowned at him. "My relationship is none of your business so would you please go away before I call security on you."
I saw the surprise look on Jon's face again and I thought I was going to start laughing. "Security can't do shit to me," he answered, trying to look tough.
"Oh? I guess the police can't harm you either?" I asked, taking out my expensive cell phone.
He stared at my cell phone like he never saw it before. "You're not really going to call are you?"
"My father is the head of chief and would put you in prison for the rest of your life if he really wanted to," I said simply, trying to be brave.
"Well, sorry that I bothered you," he said gruffly, walking away. (Ha ha ha, Sakura turned him down
I sighed in relief and put my phone back in my purse. "Your father's the head of chief?" asked Tomoyo.
I smiled and shook my head. "No, I was lying the whole time."
Tomoyo laughed. "No one has ever turned down Jon."
"Really? Why not? He's quite bothersome to me," I said sipping my bottled water.
"Well, he is one of the good looking guys in our school. But Syaoran is the hottest especially with his rebellious bad boy nature. None of the girls can get enough of him."
I laughed out loud by her saying about Syaoran. "Syaoran? Hottie? That's hilarious!"
Tomoyo frowned. "Well he is good looking but I don't really have a liking for him. I want a rich, handsome gentleman who would be supportive of my business in clothing design. Boys nowadays are just so ugh..." said Tomoyo, dreamily.
I thought and then smiled. "Well I know the perfect guy for you."
Tomoyo looked up at me. "Are you serious?"
"Yeah," I said, proudly. "His name is Eriol Hiiragizawa. Maybe I'll introduce him to you sometime."
Tomoyo smiled happily. "Please! You must!"
"Okay," I agreed.
"Oooh, I'll make it up to you!" exclaimed Tomoyo. "How about I make you clothes so you don't feel so insecure around people?"
I thought. "Well I don't know, Tomoyo."
"Don't worry I wont make them too skimpy," said Tomoyo. "You'll drive the boys nuts."
I laughed. "Yeah right."
"How about you come to my house after school so I can measure you?" asked Tomoyo.
"Uhh..."
"Come on! It'll be fun. Every girl wants new clothes!"
I thought what my father would say if he found out. 'Are you crazy? I will not tolerate you wearing these clothing that doesn't cover half of your body!' I sighed and smiled. I want to fit in. I truly do. I just have to take risks. "All right but I can't let my father know about these clothes."
Tomoyo smiled. "Don't worry. You can just come to my house before and after school so I can dress you up."
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"Yeah," answered Tomoyo. The lunch bell rang. "Okay let me tell you about the groups in school." She got up to throw her food away then started listing off the groups of people as in the jocks, cheerleaders, the drama people, the smarties, and etc.
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Syaoran's Pov
I knew that Sakura girl would turn Jon down. He wasn't her type anyways. She's like a goody two shoe girl with a rich family. Yep. Her father, the head of chief? Who would believe that? Jon sure did. How brainless could he get? I couldn't stop laughing. Two hundred dollars richer, oh yeah!
I decided to ditch school. Who wants to go to school anyways? So dull and boring. All I came to school was for the money. And to see Jon get his ego crushed. Love seeing that. Jon can never win whenever we bet. It's hilarious when he thinks he can but ends up not. He's going to be all right. The next day he'll be hitting on the cheerleaders. I can bet you that.
Sakura is hardheaded. Ha ha. When she got mad, she looked cute. Don't know why but someone so cute and petite getting mad, it's just something. I shouldn't think about her. She's not my type. Totally not my type.
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Normal Pov
"Are you almost done yet?" asked Sakura, standing on a stool as Tomoyo measured Sakura.
"Almost," said Tomoyo, measuring her arms. "There."
Sakura dropped her hands to her sides and jumped off the stool.
"I think I have something for you that I made before," said Tomoyo, thinking. "Where did I put it..? Oh yeah! Be right back!"
Tomoyo ran away before Sakura could say anything. "Ah-ha!" exclaimed Tomoyo, bringing a white and pink material. "Here try this on," said Tomoyo, handing it to her.
Sakura looked dumbfounded at the clothing. "Uh.. Okay.." She walked into the bathroom. Moments later Sakura emerged from the bathroom, covering herself.
"What are you doing Sakura?" asked Tomoyo, whacking Sakura's hands away so she could look at her. "Sakura, you look so kawaii!"
Sakura looked down at herself and back at Tomoyo, blushing. She wore a pink spaghetti strap designed with flowers printed on it. The neckline went down low, exposing the top of her breasts. Her white skirt extended to the middle of her thigh with short slits on the sides. "I think this is too revealing," said Sakura.
"What? No it's absolutely fine Sakura. But if it gets cold you can wear this white jacket that matches with the skirt," said Tomoyo, handing her a white jacket. "You look soo cute! Please wear it. You're going to make me feel like my clothing are worth nothing."
"Oh Tomoyo, your clothes are wonderful but I'm just not used to these things... That's all," said Sakura, wanting to keep her friend. "I'll wear it tomorrow."
"Ooh thanks Sakura. You won't regret it. I promise you!" squealed Tomoyo, hugging Sakura.
Sakura hugged her back and saw the clock on the wall. "Oh no! I have to go, Tomoyo," she said quickly, reaching for her cell phone to call for her chauffeur.
"Oh, okay," said Tomoyo.
Moments later Sakura's limousine appeared. "Wow, you have a limousine?" asked Tomoyo.
"Yes. Some day I'll give you a ride," said Sakura, smiling. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay, bye!" said Tomoyo, waving to Sakura as she went into the limousine.
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LiL Azn Devil: Well, how was this? It's not the best but I promise you that the next chapter will be much better. Remember to submit a review so I can continue this story. The more reviews I get, the faster I update. Ha ha! Thanks. Alohaz.
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LiL Azn Devil: Thank you! Thank you for all the wonderful reviews! You guys (I mean gals) make me so darn happy! :D:D:D Well you all know that this means.. Another chapter! Whoo hoo! Go shawty it's your birthday! I'm sorry if the language is offensive to those who are offended by it. Well this story is rated PG-13 and there is only going to be a little bit of language. But I'll limit it. See I'm so nice to my fans. I want to keep them happy. (
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Chapter 3
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Syaoran's Pov
When I saw that new girl in class I couldn't believe. She's in this school wearing that outrageous pink dress. Geeze, wear something that's 'in'. I mean, sure she's pretty cute... But get a clue.
I saw that she made friends with Tomoyo. The fashion designer for the cheerleaders and for the casts in the plays, she's in the video crew, the prom coordinator, the broadcast coordinator, and even has her own clothing line. How I know this? I don't have a clue. I guess since she's been in my life since preschool and one of my friends has a liking for her.
It was lunch and I saw that pink balloon girl again. Well, how can you not? She's like floating around school wearing that pink.. thing! She was sitting next to Tomoyo and staring at her food like she's never seen it before. Hasn't she ever heard of cold pizza? I guess not since she looks like she's from a rich family. Why am I thinking about her so much? I guess since that dress is haunting me.
"Hey Syaoran," greeted Jon, holding his usual brown paper bag.
"Sup," I answered back, taking a sip from my coke.
"So are you ready to see the master at work?" asked Jon, smirking at me.
"You look like an amateur to me," I replied, grinning back at him.
"Whatevers," he said, turning around looking at the new girl. "I wish she wasn't wearing that damn dress."
I laughed. "Well, it's now or I get my two hundred, pal."
He turned and glared at me. "I think you're going to give that to me." Jon stood up and walked to Sakura's table, walking in that weird cool way of his. Reminds me of a dog missing a leg.
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Sakura's Pov
"Hey Sakura," whispered Tomoyo, leaning over to me.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"I think that guy is going to ask you out," said Tomoyo, with a giggle.
"Huh?" I asked confused. I turned around and saw a guy walking towards me. He had spikey black hair, a piercing on his right cartilage ear, black pants that were way too big for him, and a black shirt that read 'Don't F**k with me'. "Who is he?"
Tomoyo looked up at him and back at me. "He's one of the bad notorious boys in our school. Best to stay away from them but none of the girls can't. Jon Takitani is his name, you know the guy that came in late to Miss Nakamoto's class."
"Ooh..." I said. But before I could say anything, that Jon guy came.
"Hey sweet thing, how you doing?" asked Jon, leaning on the table, smirking at me. I found it quite disturbing that he was bothering me at lunch and calling me a name.
"Excuse me?" I raised my eyebrows at his manner.
"I'm Jon Takitani," said he, smiling at me.
"Yes, and I'm Sakura Kinomoto," I answered with a smile that faded as fast as it appeared.
"I was wondering if you would like to go out on a date with me," he said, leaning a little too close to me.
I pushed his face away with my hand so I wouldn't smell his cigarette breath. "Don't come too close to me, Jon, you're polluting my air," I said, glancing at Tomoyo's appalled face. I heard someone snicker and I found it was that guy who I bumped into. Syaoran Li.
"Well, you still haven't answered my question," said Jon, not backing off.
"I'm sorry but I already have an escort," I said, lying.
"Really? Who?" urged Jon.
I got really frustrated by him and frowned at him. "My relationship is none of your business so would you please go away before I call security on you."
I saw the surprise look on Jon's face again and I thought I was going to start laughing. "Security can't do shit to me," he answered, trying to look tough.
"Oh? I guess the police can't harm you either?" I asked, taking out my expensive cell phone.
He stared at my cell phone like he never saw it before. "You're not really going to call are you?"
"My father is the head of chief and would put you in prison for the rest of your life if he really wanted to," I said simply, trying to be brave.
"Well, sorry that I bothered you," he said gruffly, walking away. (Ha ha ha, Sakura turned him down
I sighed in relief and put my phone back in my purse. "Your father's the head of chief?" asked Tomoyo.
I smiled and shook my head. "No, I was lying the whole time."
Tomoyo laughed. "No one has ever turned down Jon."
"Really? Why not? He's quite bothersome to me," I said sipping my bottled water.
"Well, he is one of the good looking guys in our school. But Syaoran is the hottest especially with his rebellious bad boy nature. None of the girls can get enough of him."
I laughed out loud by her saying about Syaoran. "Syaoran? Hottie? That's hilarious!"
Tomoyo frowned. "Well he is good looking but I don't really have a liking for him. I want a rich, handsome gentleman who would be supportive of my business in clothing design. Boys nowadays are just so ugh..." said Tomoyo, dreamily.
I thought and then smiled. "Well I know the perfect guy for you."
Tomoyo looked up at me. "Are you serious?"
"Yeah," I said, proudly. "His name is Eriol Hiiragizawa. Maybe I'll introduce him to you sometime."
Tomoyo smiled happily. "Please! You must!"
"Okay," I agreed.
"Oooh, I'll make it up to you!" exclaimed Tomoyo. "How about I make you clothes so you don't feel so insecure around people?"
I thought. "Well I don't know, Tomoyo."
"Don't worry I wont make them too skimpy," said Tomoyo. "You'll drive the boys nuts."
I laughed. "Yeah right."
"How about you come to my house after school so I can measure you?" asked Tomoyo.
"Uhh..."
"Come on! It'll be fun. Every girl wants new clothes!"
I thought what my father would say if he found out. 'Are you crazy? I will not tolerate you wearing these clothing that doesn't cover half of your body!' I sighed and smiled. I want to fit in. I truly do. I just have to take risks. "All right but I can't let my father know about these clothes."
Tomoyo smiled. "Don't worry. You can just come to my house before and after school so I can dress you up."
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"Yeah," answered Tomoyo. The lunch bell rang. "Okay let me tell you about the groups in school." She got up to throw her food away then started listing off the groups of people as in the jocks, cheerleaders, the drama people, the smarties, and etc.
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Syaoran's Pov
I knew that Sakura girl would turn Jon down. He wasn't her type anyways. She's like a goody two shoe girl with a rich family. Yep. Her father, the head of chief? Who would believe that? Jon sure did. How brainless could he get? I couldn't stop laughing. Two hundred dollars richer, oh yeah!
I decided to ditch school. Who wants to go to school anyways? So dull and boring. All I came to school was for the money. And to see Jon get his ego crushed. Love seeing that. Jon can never win whenever we bet. It's hilarious when he thinks he can but ends up not. He's going to be all right. The next day he'll be hitting on the cheerleaders. I can bet you that.
Sakura is hardheaded. Ha ha. When she got mad, she looked cute. Don't know why but someone so cute and petite getting mad, it's just something. I shouldn't think about her. She's not my type. Totally not my type.
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Normal Pov
"Are you almost done yet?" asked Sakura, standing on a stool as Tomoyo measured Sakura.
"Almost," said Tomoyo, measuring her arms. "There."
Sakura dropped her hands to her sides and jumped off the stool.
"I think I have something for you that I made before," said Tomoyo, thinking. "Where did I put it..? Oh yeah! Be right back!"
Tomoyo ran away before Sakura could say anything. "Ah-ha!" exclaimed Tomoyo, bringing a white and pink material. "Here try this on," said Tomoyo, handing it to her.
Sakura looked dumbfounded at the clothing. "Uh.. Okay.." She walked into the bathroom. Moments later Sakura emerged from the bathroom, covering herself.
"What are you doing Sakura?" asked Tomoyo, whacking Sakura's hands away so she could look at her. "Sakura, you look so kawaii!"
Sakura looked down at herself and back at Tomoyo, blushing. She wore a pink spaghetti strap designed with flowers printed on it. The neckline went down low, exposing the top of her breasts. Her white skirt extended to the middle of her thigh with short slits on the sides. "I think this is too revealing," said Sakura.
"What? No it's absolutely fine Sakura. But if it gets cold you can wear this white jacket that matches with the skirt," said Tomoyo, handing her a white jacket. "You look soo cute! Please wear it. You're going to make me feel like my clothing are worth nothing."
"Oh Tomoyo, your clothes are wonderful but I'm just not used to these things... That's all," said Sakura, wanting to keep her friend. "I'll wear it tomorrow."
"Ooh thanks Sakura. You won't regret it. I promise you!" squealed Tomoyo, hugging Sakura.
Sakura hugged her back and saw the clock on the wall. "Oh no! I have to go, Tomoyo," she said quickly, reaching for her cell phone to call for her chauffeur.
"Oh, okay," said Tomoyo.
Moments later Sakura's limousine appeared. "Wow, you have a limousine?" asked Tomoyo.
"Yes. Some day I'll give you a ride," said Sakura, smiling. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay, bye!" said Tomoyo, waving to Sakura as she went into the limousine.
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LiL Azn Devil: Well, how was this? It's not the best but I promise you that the next chapter will be much better. Remember to submit a review so I can continue this story. The more reviews I get, the faster I update. Ha ha! Thanks. Alohaz.