Disclaimer- I DON'T OWN CCS! Wish I did, but I don't think that counts… right?
Author's Note- My first fic, not too good, but I have to start somewhere!
Summary- Sakura is mourning her mother's death. She is very fragile now, and she wants to be alone. She moves to a new school, meets Syaoran. He is being very nice to her, but how will Sakura take it?
CH 1
"Knock, Knock" Sakura looked up from the side of her bed. She was sitting on her carpet, as she was about to grab a tissue, when she heard a knock on the door. "Sakura, are you in there?" Sakura hesitated at the question, she knew she was there, but did she want him to know that? "Sakura…" the voice was closer now. She turned around and saw her brother Touya. "How did I get in? Well you must have not thought twice about locking the door. I don't blame you… you dashed up those stairs like Flash!" Sakura stood up and walked to her desk. "How do you do it?" Touya was perplexed at the question. "Do what?"
"Act as if nothing happened! We just came from her funeral!" At this point tears were running down her face. "How can you act as if life were back to normal? Well… IT'S NOT! Nor will it ever be. Now do me a favor and give me some privacy!" At that Sakura was at the door holding the doorknob. "I'm sorry Touya, but I need to be alone." Touya walk to his sister and tried to give her a hug, to let her know that he was there to comfort her. All she did was look to one side. He understood and walked past his sister. She was now sliding against the wall and was seated on the floor. "Why me?"
Next Day
Sakura awoke with the rays of the sun, signaling a new day. She struggled to sit up straight, due to the fact that she was curled in a ball all during her slumber. She groaned and looked at her watch. It was nearly 12 in the afternoon.
"Time to shower…" She grabbed a pink T-Shirt from her drawer that said "Cheer", and she quickly shoved it back. For her comfort, she grabbed a white Hanes shirt, a bra, some pants and undies and walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. She stood in front of the mirror. Anyone who saw her would've known right off the bat that she was crying. But, she still had her large emerald eyes and long honey hair; it nearly reached to her waist. I guess she didn't look that bad. But at the moment she didn't care, which was rather unusual. She then realized she was wasting too much of her time. Sakura grabbed her brush and untangled her hair viciously and put it in a sloppy bun.
"Ahhh, that's more like it." Sakura was relaxed and now she had to do her make-up homework, for she had missed 3 days of school. "Grrrr…" I hate school; I only go because I know I need it to get into college." See, she always dreamed of being an actress. When she was younger, drama had always been her talent. Always picked for the lead role, always the drama teacher's favorite, always everything when it came to acting.
'Okay, first period I have English , now to do pages 125-127 numbers…' Her mind drifted off as she began to write. All she could think about was her mother and all the memories she had with her. She then realized that she was crying. Now she had to start over due to all of the ink that had been smudged with the tears. "This is going to take longer than I thought" she said and sighed as she crumbled her paper.
