A week had passed and Tomoyo sat uncomfortably in her new uniform. She was on her way to school. She had tied the tie too tightly and she was trying to loosen it but without much success. She was nervous but didn't care if she made friends or not. Or rather she didn't want to bother having to worry about it.
The limo came to a stop. As usual, her mother couldn't see her off because of work. She opened the door and stepped out. She closed the door and watched the limo drive off. To other people, it would look like she was watching her mother or father go off. And Tomoyo stood there watching.
It was rather foolish. After all, who was she seeing off? There never was anybody there. Her father was gone and her mother was always swamped in work. She only made time when Tomoyo absolutely needed her. Her younger years when her father was still there, those days, she spent almost everyday with her mother but now a days, just like age, they had grown apart.
A gust of wind past her by and unraveled the bow she had made loosely in her hair. That attracted some attention to her. Her long lavender hair blew along with the wind and many guys noticed it. Of all the guys, one seemed to take special notice of her.
Her school days passed by dreadfully slowly. She didn't want to go to school and she didn't want to be in around everyone. She wanted to be by herself with her memories of her old friends. But that seemed impossible because random people came up to her and tried to strike up a conversation with her. She wasn't really listening to them because all they did was introduce themselves and then talked about teachers that she didn't have a clue was. She talked to them for a short while, than excused herself, making up any excuse possible.
At lunch, she bought her lunch and hid it in her backpack. Then she went to the library and took out a book that she was reading. Then she went to the back section where people rarely went. Then she opened her backpack and ate her lunch. The old librarian was a kindly old lady but even so she didn't allow food, gum, or drinks in the library. That's why people had to hide their food. The library was a comfortable place for her because this was where she could find solitude.
The bell rang and that meant that she had to go to her next class. She grabbed all her stuff and walked out to face the rest of the day.
The rest of the day seemed to pass by quicker than before since her lunch period was the last out of the three lunch periods. Then she walked home, looking down, not even bothering to notice the few stares she was getting.
She walked into her house and surely enough, nobody was there. It wasn't unusual. Her mother wasn't home that often. And even on her birthday she didn't have the time. But Tomoyo still knew that her mother cared since she was only working so hard to be able to support her and her daughter.
She went into the kitchen and grabbed a snack before walking up the stairs to start her homework. As she started walking up the stairs, she felt very uneasy. She felt as if she was being watched, that or there was another presence there.
But that wasn't possible, all the doors were locked and she hadn't left any of the windows open. She was certain about this but still. So she walked up faster until she reached the top stair. She started feeling fatigue in her legs so she slid down against the wall next to her door. She took deep breaths while looking around to see if there was really someone there or not. The corridors on both sides were too dark to see through so she closed her eyes and tried to listen to see if there was any sound. After a few second of silence, she knew there was nothing and that it was just her imagination.
The grandfather clock in the downstairs hallway chimed which meant that it was 6. She started to stand up when then again she heard sounds or rather voices, just like the week before. She was positive it was people talking.
She didn't know what to do because part of her wanted to find out where the voices were coming from and part of her knew she had to call the cops. Her curiosity won so she peeked through the keyhole. It looked much different. The room looked beautiful or what she could see of it. There were like lavender curtains and next to the curtains was a figure of a lovely long haired lady with dark hair and eyes hinted with red eye shadow. Her clothing, she could tell was made of pure silk with many different colors on them. She looked familiar to her in some way like she had seen her before but that couldn't be possible. She saw the lady walking her way and she didn't know what to do. She wanted to moved but her legs wouldn't let her so she just sat there and looked. She seemed to have opened the door and let some guy in. She couldn't really see him because his back was facing her, but he too looked familiar.
Then the woman's face turned to her and gave her a kind look. "Please accomplish the dream I wished to fulfill and be happy." She spoke as she took the dagger and started to open the sheath. Tomoyo stood up immediately and slammed the door open but when she did, there was nothing there.
The sense of uneasiness was gone. There was no one there. It was just her same old room with the same old bed and same old everything. This couldn't be real, except it seemed so real to her. Her sense of reality was altered. She shook the feeling off then went to her bed and fell asleep, dreaming about the woman and the man.
The next morning, she woke up to the sunlight peering through her window.
"Thank goodness it's Saturday." She thought as she closed her eyes again. She wanted to fall asleep again but then there was always something that prevented her and this time it was her mother.
"Tomoyo dear! I'm going out!" Her mother called from downstairs.
"Yes mother." She replied as she got up and yawned. But she instantly flopped back onto her bed. But then she turned to the side and stared at the wall. She went deep into thought. "It's a Saturday morning. I'd usually be up and at Sakura-chan's house or creating my newest creation. England is making me really lazy. I really don't want to do anything except lie in bed and think." She crawled out of bed and looked uncomfortable around the mess that was called her room. She sat on the floor and grabbed the nearest thing she could grab, which was a small journal. She stared at it before opening it and opening it to a random page.
"Today was an exciting day. Sakura-chan caught the arrow card along with Li's help. I have a feeling that something going to happen between the two of them. They do look cute together. Although I highly doubt that Meilin-chan will be thrilled with that idea. It's just a feeling but perhaps something could happen. On another note, Sakura-chan pulled the winning prize, which was a trip to Hong Kong! It's going to be so fun. I can't wait."
She stared at that entry. She closed the book quickly and leaned back against her bed. She wanted to cry. She wanted to let all of her suppressed feelings come out. But they just wouldn't or she didn't want to. She had to admit, it was strange but she adapted very quickly to the new environment.
"I miss them." She scribbled down on a blank page. She placed three big dots next to them, then closed it and threw it across the room. It disappeared underneath a box. She didn't particularly care about anything at that moment. She threw on a robe and walked downstairs to get some breakfast. She absent mindedly ate whatever she could get her hands on and then went up to wash.
She took a quick shower and wrapped a towel around her long hair. Then she went to her room and sat in front of the mirror. She stared at herself, or rather at her hair. "Maybe I should cut it." She thought as she reached for her comb and brushed her wet hair. After a few seconds of this, she slammed down her comb and went back to the bathroom to dry her hair. After she finished drying it, she put it up in a ponytail and then grabbed some clothes. She put them on and walked out of the house. She decided that to make up for her lazy ways, she would walk at least a mile. She looked around and had two decisions. One was to go to the nearby park, which was to her left, or go to the supermarket, which wasn't that far away either and buy something to snack on. She finally decided to go right and buy some goodies.
She went into the supermarket and bought a couple bag of chips and candy. Then she walked out and decided to venture to the park. But by the time she got back home, she was so exhausted that she decided to just go to bed, leaving the goodies aside for another day.
Sunday started off the same as Saturday did. She ate breakfast and went to the bathroom. She filled the sink about half way and washed her face. She loved the way the cool water felt against her skin. There was something about the water that made her feel calm. She watched the water drain out slowly and then grabbed a towel. She dried her face, then paused to stare up at herself. There was nothing that had changed about her. "I'm the same as always." She said, before looking down. The towel that she was holding fell to the floor and as she leaned over to get it, she felt a tiny breeze pass by. She looked around. The door was closed and she hadn't done anything that would cause something like that. She shook the feeling off and stared into the mirror again. But this time, there was another figure there. Tomoyo almost fell back in surprise as the vision in front of her was a world completely different from her bathroom.
"What is this?" She thought. The same tall figure was standing there with her back facing her. "Zutto zutto matte" Her voice called. "Zutto?" Tomoyo thought. "Always always waiting?" The wall shifted before her but before she could find out what that meant, the door opened and she tore her eyes off to see that nobody was there. When she looked back, there was nothing again.
She sat there. Everything was incomprehensible. "How could that have happened?" She thought. "Could that have meant something?" But just as she asked herself that question, reality kicked into her. "No way." She said outloud. "Nothing like that could ever happen." She stood up and walked over to her room.
"I just need some fresh air." She thought as she got dressed. She walked out and turned the corner. There was a long line of houses and so she decided to wander around.
"Who was that?" "Why does she keep appearing in front of me?" She thought. She disappeared into her thoughts. Before she knew it, it was getting late. She stopped when she heard the ringing of her phone. She reached into it quickly and pulled it out. As she did, her handkerchief landed on the ground.
"Hello?" She said, as she flipped open her cell phone.
"Tomoyo, where are you?" Her mother's voice could be heard from the cell phone.
"Oh I'm out. I'll be home in a couple minutes." Tomoyo said.
"Oh okay. Well be careful." She added before hanging up. Tomoyo closed the phone and put it back in her coat pocket. Then she leaned down to pick it up, but a gust of wind blew the handkerchief toward the direction of the house she was in front of.
"Darn it." She thought. She went in, knowing that she was trespassing. She noticed it got stuck on a branch in the tree. It wasn't very high and she knew if she jumped she could knock it down. She went over and jumped up and grabbed the branch. Just her luck, the branch broke and another gust of wind blew the handkerchief through the open door of the house.
"Why am I having all this bad luck today?" She thought angrily. She walked over to the house and knocked. Nobody seemed to have been there so she entered. Just as she walked in, she felt a strangely familiar feeling. It was the same feeling as she felt when she saw those two people. She was overwhelmed with the feeling and feel against the wall. There was a glass picture frame on the wall and as she bumped into it, it fell and shattered.
"Oh my goodness." She whispered. First she was trespassing and then she was destroying someone else's property. She beat herself up mentally and ran out of the house and out of the yard. A rather tall figure popped her head up from her position in the garden.
Oh super suspenseful isn't it? I honestly know where I'm going with this story so don't worry. I'm working on this story more since I read it over and since I got the story in my brain. Well keep reading.
