Heyo everyone!!!!!! Lol i'm like really high at the moment...hehe. Lol could be the air…but its bcos mah boi jus came on the net!! Hehehe ok stop now. Time to get serious!

The next section is written in a diary format. It's kinda short but I only wanted to develop the basics of the diary entry.

I know its been a while since I updated…… I know ive been slack!

Sorri…

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Dear Diary.........

Do people fall in love when they are 15? I don't think any of my friends have been in love. I mean, not like crushes girls get about surfie guys with nice bodies and squeal about how cool it would be to see him shirtless. Not the stupid infatuations people sometimes get, I mean the real love. Where you can't stop thinking about how everything is so perfect about him, (even though he's not :P). When anything goes wrong you just wish you were in his arms. How his smile wipes all worry and distress from your heart. Even when it is forbidden, you would do everything you can to spend a few moments with him at the back of the school. Diary, I'm sure heaps of people believe they really have been in love, but have they?

When people go out with their boyfriend or girlfriend, they say "I loooooooooooove you, sooo much!!" but never actually truly, deeply mean it. After they break up, there is a day of misery, then they get over it, move on. It hardly ever lasts days......weeks. It never lasts months....years........Does anyone feels the same pain months after the break up....I did..and continue to do so.

Three years ago when I was 15, I believe I fell in love. I fell for the most perfect guy you could find. He was understanding, nice, a really good listener, protective and extremely hott (hehe). I couldn't stop thinking of his chocolate brown hair that flopped infront of his piercing, secretive amber eyes. The way he looked at me. We said we loved each other...and oh how we meant it.

When we went our separate ways, it was because of me. Me...I broke my own heart, and most importantly the heart of the boy I loved. Maybe I should start from the beginning, when I first met the love of my life.

I can remember all of it, like it was just yesterday. I was introduced to Li Syaoran nearly 3 years ago by my best guy friend Eriol. I can't even remember really the first time we met. I think Eriol just dragged him into a conversation at school. I kinda knew him before because one of his sisters was one of my brother's friends, or something like that. I didn't think of him as much back then, just another person I knew. He didn't really associate around Eriol too much at school, so I didn't see him often.

Then we became kind of friends. We talked to each other a few times a week on the internet, chatted about things. You know normal stuff. I got to know him really well, we knew everything there is to know about each other. You know like favourite food, colour, worst habit, etc. Nothing more than that.

Then we had our year 10 formal. It's not really that big event, but all the girls dress up in smart casual gear, summer dresses and things like that. My best friend Tomoyo, of course made me my dress. It was a pale pink, that joined at the base of my back and just behind my neck.

I had a really good time that night. Even though my ex-crush Shaun was dancing around with some chic Amy, I managed to get over that and enjoy myself. I danced with Eriol and a couple of other good guy friends. How was I to know a certain boy's eyes were on me the whole night - too shy to ask me to dance.

Then out of the blue, about a month after the formal, Syaoran asked me to come to one of his soccer games. I mean, no one does that, like unless your like dating or something. But being Kinomoto Sakura, the naive young girl as I am, I said sure. Naturally I told Tomoyo and she was really excited when she asked, "Oh my god, does Syaoran like you or something?"

"No way", I had said to her. Hoee, how wrong was I.

Even moments after I had dismissed Tomoyo's accusation that Syaoran liked me, Eriol came up to me and said, "Do you know what I think you know?"

"Umm......no!" I replied. "Eriol stop speaking in your mind jabbering mumbo jumbo. What is it? ERIOL!!!"

At first he wouldn't tell me...but of course Eriol couldn't keep it to himself... Syaoran has liked me for about a month. I thought back to the night and realized that Syaoran had been more sullen than usual the whole night. I didn't realize it at the time, but was I was the reason why he was so down. After all I was the one who persuaded him to come in the first place……. and I had hardly talked to him the whole night…… But why me???????

I was in shock. Nooooooo! SYAORAN?!? Li Syaoran, the best looking guy in my year likes ME?!?! I hardly ever talked to him and he would be the last person I would think liked me. I didn't even consider him that much of a friend. And I was going to see his soccer game tomorrow. What the hell was I going to do?

Anyway I asked Tomoyo, Mei-lin and Eriol along for support. As I sat there I admired the way his muscles tensed in his arms and legs as he ran. Damn he looked hott running back and forth on the sweet smelling grass. Ohh that expression on his face as he chipped the ball over his opponent.

Before my eyes I was falling head over heals for that hott boy on the field. Was it lust? It probably was at first…..…but the day later knew it was much deeper than that…….

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