Sing a Song: Somebody to Love

Sakura is a pretty girl but an outcast because she doesn't get involved with sports or student government. Her only outlet for her emotions is singing. What happens when her choir director convinces her to join the school's Show Choir, Center Stage, and she meets people who share her dreams and others who are just trying to get their Performing Arts credits for their diploma? SS, ET, etc, etc, NO MAGIC!

Regular

' …….' Thoughts

Dreams….

Anything that's written or typed (letter, e-mail, IM etc)

A/N

PS, Special thanks to Dark Angel Kat for being my first reviewer! You rock! And to my other reviewers – Piper Elise(I KNOW WHO YOU ARE!), Sailor Lucia(that was my grandma's name), yingyangjader (interesting name, where'd it come from) and Sirenic Griffin(I'm gonna name my son Griffin… odd…)

Chapter Two:

A/N: First off, sorry for the boldness issues in the last chap. My PC is crap… wait that rhymed! MUFFINS! This is what I get for constantly writing songs and quoting Shakespeare and I'm gonna shut up now.

Sakura knocked softly on the door to the choir room before peeking her head in.

"Come in, Sakura," Ms. Hughes said with a large smile, having had her daily fill of coffee already.

Sakura came in and sat on the piano bench. Ms. Hughes, looking up from the papers on her desk asked, "How can I help you today?"

"Iwuzthinkinboutjoinentheshochoir…" Sakura mumbled.

"What was that, Sakura?"

"I – gulp – was thinking about joining the Show Choir…"

"HIRIGIZAWA YOU MORON WHAT ARE YOU THINKING SIGNING ME UP FOR A STUPID THING LIKE THIS! I CAN'T DANCE!"

"I'll teach you… It's not that hard... I mean, even though you are a klutz, I've seen klutzier guys than you make it big in Show Choir…" Eriol said, waving off Syaoran's name calling.

"And I can't sing!" Syaoran interrupted.

"You wish. I seem to remember you singing Meiling to sleep every night until she was ten. And you weren't that bad… for a ten year old…"

'What thing did I do in my past life to make you hate me, God?' Syaoran pleaded silently…. No answer came.

Tomoyo grabbed Sakura's arm and pulled her into the bathroom.

"Spill! What'd she say!"

Sakura smiled shyly… "She said I'm in."

"Just like that?"

"Yeah, it was odd, since there have to be an equal number of guys and girls and well…" Sakura shrugged.

Tomoyo started jumping up and down, her eyes going starry.
"I wish I had been there to video tape it! Oh Sakura I'm so excited! I have to go tell Eriol!"

With that she sped out the door, leaving Sakura standing alone, staring at the hand dryer….

Syaoran slumped back towards his homeroom after leaving Eriol to go deposit his books in his locker. Why did his mom have to go on a year long cruise and leave him at the hands of his devious cousin? And why was he under Eriol's supervision anyway, since Eriol was the same age as him?

"Why, I aughta- "

Just then he tripped over someone, and fell, face first, onto the ground.

"Gomenasai! I really need to look where I sit down, I was just thinking about something and-"

Syaoran sat up and glanced at the girl he had fallen over, who was sitting with her back propped up against the wall. She had short brown hair and green eyes wide with embarrassment.

"Whatever," he said, getting up.

"I'm so sorry," she repeated.

"WHATEVER!" he said, shrugging her off and continuing towards his homeroom. 'Stupid freshmen,' he thought.

He walked in the room to find there were still only five people there, seeing as Eriol had gotten him up at an ungodly hour to come to get acquainted with his new school. Eriol was sitting near the window, talking to a girl with long black hair. When Eriol waved him over, the girl turned, revealing her startlingly violet eyes…

"Hey, Syao-kun, meet my girlfriend, Tomoyo," Eriol said with a smile.

'Why does he always get the good ones?' Syaoran asked himself. 'Wait, did he just call me –'

"NEVER CALL ME THAT AGAIN!" he yelled.

Tomoyo cringed. This guy got worked up very easily.

"First I can't call you Xiao Lang, and now I can't even call you Syao-kun? What next, will you force me to call you Li-san?" Eriol asked sarcastically.

"It's Li-sama to you, muffin."

Tomoyo laughed. "Are you going to introduce this Li-sama to me or not, Eriol?"

Eriol cleared his throat. "Tomoyo, formally present my absent minded, quite self-centered, a bit klutzy, cousin, Li Syaoran….. And you can call him Syaoran."

Syaoran hmphed. Tomoyo giggled and turned towards him.

"So… Li-sama, how do you like Tomoeda thus far?"

"It sucks. Eriol's house is tiny… It's NOTHING like China!"

Eriol smiled. "That was the idea."

Li sat down next to the window, beside Eriol who sat behind Tomoyo (Hey, exactly like in the manga and anime? Well, can't help it!) just as the bell rang. He was staring at the hair of the person in front of him. It was a light brownish-red and hung just to her shoulders, and he seriously wondered if she was hott (he hadn't been paying attention when people were coming in to the classroom).

'Nice hair, nice legs, and she smells nice too. Hmm…' He thought drifting of into day dreams of introducing himself.

Tomoyo whispered something to the girl and she giggled back. 'She has a great laugh… so innocent…' he mused.

"Li-san!"

Li's head snapped up.

"H...hai?" he asked slowly.

"Answer my question. This is the third time I've asked it."

Everyone was looking at him, but Syaoran found himself staring into a pair of bright green eyes, looking quizzically at him to why he hadn't been paying attention.

"You're the girl from earlier! The one I tripped over!" he exclaimed, and then rubbed his head. "But I thought you were a freshman…"

"LI-SAN!" Hirohashi-sensei bellowed. "DETENTION!"

'Great… Just Great…'

THANKS TO EVERYONE! LOTS OF LOVE! I LUFFLES YOU ALL!(As Piper would say... ehehehheehe...)