Cherry: Unfortunately, this is going to be the only update for a while, I just started college and I'm not sure how much time I am going to have to spend on writing. tear But please, if any of you have any ideas that you think might happen, do tell me! You never know, that idea may pop up somewhere in the story. Well, I hope you enjoy the chapter. Please read and review!

Chapter 2: Dinner and Who's That?

Eriol and Takashi showed me around our room. It was huge. There was one large room that branched off into three other good-sized rooms. The room they left me was the green room. Apparently Eriol's favorite color was blue, and Takashi's favorite color was red. That left me, "the late one" as they called me, with the green one. It didn't bother me thought; green was my favorite color, so I guess it all worked out.

Anyway, back to describing my room. It was huge; bigger than the one I have back home- and that's saying a lot. It had a 72" TV, a personal DVD player, surround sound, a huge CD player, a personal computer and a cordless phone. The bed was Queen size and it had green silk sheets and a green silk comforter. I guess you could say I was in my own heaven. The carpets were a soft, pale green that matched the walls and the door and the trim was a dark, deep forest green. And I swear, when you looked at the ceiling, it's almost like looking into the canopy of a forest.

"Hey Li!" a voice called from my doorway.

"Yes?" I replied.

Eriol entered through the doorway, closely followed by Takashi.

"How do you like your room?" Eriol asked.

"It's amazing. It's even bigger than the room I have at home," I said, looking around the room again for anything I could have missed.

"Have you gone out on your balcony yet?" Takashi asked.

"Balcony?" I asked incredulously.

"Yeah, come on," Eriol replied and walked over to a large curtain and pulled it back. "We came in your room before you got here and looked around.

The balcony was huge. It was solid redwood all around and the beams that held it up arched into a point with an overhang that went around it.

The three of us walked out to the edge and looked over the railing. My heartbeat sped up. There it was. The most beloved sight that I still cherish today: the soccer field.

I noticed Takashi look down at his watch.

"We should probably get ready for dinner, we have about twenty minutes," he said.

Reluctantly we left the balcony and began getting ready. I'll never forget that night. I wore a pair of tan slacks and a dark green long-sleeved silk shirt with an "S" embroidered in Old English on the left chest. I grabbed the black silk tie I had received as a gift from my sisters and a pair of black shoes.

I left my room and Eriol and Takashi were already waiting for me.

"Damn Syaoran. You aren't going to give us any chances with the girls, are you?" Takashi stated more than asked.

Eriol and I laughed.

"One of the girls already has eyes for you Takashi. Don't you remember that girl with the pigtails at orientation? All she did was stare at you the entire time," Eriol replied.

"What about you Eriol? I think you have your heart set on a certain raven-haired amethyst-eyed girl," Takashi mocked.

"Tomoyo?" I asked.

"You know her name!" Eriol asked abruptly and grabbed my shoulders.

"I met her at the base of the stairs. My cousin is one of her roommates," I replied, a little afraid, but more shocked by his reaction.

"This is great! I could get all the information about her from you, who can get it from your cousin!" Eriol said happily and turned away, planning his plan.

"Uh…Meling wouldn't do that. She's not that type of girl," I replied.

Takashi laughed. "He didn't hear you, anyway, we should probably be going now."

We left the room and Takashi and Eriol showed me where the elevator was and other things I would need to know for the year.

As we walked down the fourth floor hall towards the dinning room we made a brief stop at the bathrooms.

"This is the boys bathroom," Takashi said.

"And this, this is the girl's bathroom," Eriol added, staring at the door.

"Why would I need to know where the girl's bathroom is?" I asked.

Eriol turned to me with a shocked look on his face. "Because all the girls use this bathroom, we can watch them go in and out. I don't know about you, but I could watch that all day."

I started at him incredulously and Takashi broke out laughing.

"Come on. Let's go," Takashi said and pulled us away from the bathroom.

When we got to the dinning room door, Eriol did a quick spot check.

"How's my hair?"

"Fine," Takashi replied.

"My teeth? Is there anything stuck in my teeth?"

"No," I replied.

"How do my clothes look?"

"Good," Takashi replied, bored.

"Are my shoes too scuffed up?"

"No…" I replied with my eyebrows raised.

Was it only me that thought that Eriol was sound a bit like a girl?

"Is my tie straight?"

"YES!" Takashi and I both shouted at him.

"Damn, you don't have to be all cranky," Eriol replied and pushed the door open.

Takashi and I rolled our eyes. It was going to be a long year if Eriol was like this all the time.

The dinning room was filled with laughter, conversations, and secrets, everything you could think of. But when Takashi, Eriol, and I headed towards an empty table and hush covered the group and they stared at us as we walked by.

Either by sheer coincidence, or by Eriol's damn stalker-like personality, the table we sat at was next to Tomoyo's.

"Syaoran, we're so happy you could make it," Meling said happily.

"Yeah, hi Meling," I replied and slid into the chair closest to me.

Eriol dragged his chair over between Tomoyo and Meling.

"So Ladies, how are we this fine evening?" he asked.

I rolled my eyes in disgust. Eriol was using way too much charm. I could tell when Meling gave me an amused glance.

"We're fine. How about yourself?" Tomoyo replied.

"Fine," Eriol replied with a sort of triumphant glow about him. "These are my roommates, Syaoran Li, whom you already seem to know, and Takashi Yamazaki.

Takashi waved and scooted his chair over on the other side of Tomoyo. I decided that I really didn't want to be a loner tonight so I scooted my chair next to my cousin and some other girl.

I hadn't noticed the other girl until now. Her clothes were kind of old looking, but there was something about her. What it was, I didn't know. She didn't seem to like he fact that she hat do be there, because she kept pulling at her clothes. I decided to be daring.

"Hi, I'm Syaoran Li," I said and stuck my hand out for a shake.

The table went silent as the girl stared at me with wide eyes.

She had the most intriguing eyes: a bright emerald color.

"W-why are you talking to me?" she asked.

"Well…" I looked at Meling. "I thought I'd introduce myself."

The girl's mouth opened and closed a few times before she ran out of the dinning room.

"What did I do?" I asked.

"That's Sakura Kinomoto. I heard she's from a poorer family and that they sent her here because they didn't have enough room for her in Japan," Tomoyo replied. "It's not your fault Li. She just feels out of place."

I guess it was a reasonable excuse, but there was still something different about her.

Whatever thoughts I had about her disappeared as the night went on. When Mrs. Sayuri said we would meet our teachers, she meant every faculty member at the school.

I really didn't pay too much attention until the soccer coach got up.

"Students, this year's team will be champions," he said.

A large group of students cheered loudly. I'm pretty sure it was the second and third year people who had been on the team the previous year.

"We were so close last year," the coach went on. "That one loss to the Wolves did us in."

I sunk low in my chair: the Wolves, that was the team I was on last year, so this was the school we smashed in a 10 to 1 lead.

"But not this year. I heard from the Wolves head coach that their best player had to quit," the coach added.

I prayed to god that he wouldn't mention me, I hadn't even met the guy and he was already assuming that I was trying out for the team. Not that I wasn't of course, I just usually didn't like people like that.

"Their star player is attending here, now," the coach said. "Syaoran Li, please stand up."

I felt a thousand eyes turn to me and I felt very small and isolated.

Meling prodded me in the side and I was obligated to stand up.

Whether or not the coach had planned this, or found out five minutes before dinner, I wouldn't know, but suddenly there was a spotlight on me.

I squinted my eyes and it looked like the coach was crying.

"I'm so happy that we will finally be champions this year. Good night to you all," the coach said and stepped down.

I sat down quickly as the spotlight turned from me back to the stage.

"Wow Syaoran, you're already famous here," Meling said, amused.

I glared at her. It's not like I wanted all the attention. I would have been very content not knowing anyone but those at the table I was sitting at.

After the incident with the soccer coach I decided to not pay too much more attention to any of the other teacher that spoke, although, every once in a while a few things would seep into my ears. The science teacher said something about us coming out smelling like fish tanks and eggs. Many of the students let out moans and I was pretty amused. The math teacher said something corny about number: "Numbers are our friends, if we love them, they'll love us back." I'm still trying to erase that from my mind. Eriol and Takashi started laughing so hart that when the table started shaking I thought it was an earthquake.

Before I knew it all of the teachers had spoken and a lot of my classmates were complaining about being hungry, and in all truth, my stomach had been growling since I got here.

I glanced at my cousin who was completely engrossed in a conversation with Tomoyo and Takashi and Eriol were talking about pranks they might pull that year.

The food that was served was absolutely delicious. Steak with fried shrimp, a salad, soup, cheese bread, a baked potato, sushi, rice, you name it, we probably had it.

I over hear the soccer coach complaining that all this food would get the team out of shape, but the entire time he was stuffing his face.

"So, Miss Daidouji, how do you like it here so far?" Eriol asked, leaning his arm on the table.

"Please, call me Tomoyo, Miss Daidouji makes me feel so old," Tomoyo replied, laughing. "And I like it here. All the people are relatively nice form what I can tell so far."

Eriol nodded and I tuned the rest of their conversation out.

Takashi seemed to be staring off into space so I thought it best not to disturb him. That left Meling, and I really didn't want to talk to her, but of course, that wasn't going to happen.

"Syaoran," she said slowly.

"Hmm?" I replied as I put my head on the table.

"It's nice here," she said.

What was this? No more? For once my cousin didn't have anything to say!

I turned my head so I was facing her. "Yeah… it is."

The rest of the night dragged on slowly and the net thin I knew, Eriol was shaking my shoulder.

I sat up and looked around, everyone was leaving.

"How long was I asleep?" I asked.

"Not long," Tomoyo replied.

I stood up, replaced the chair ant the table I took it form, and followed the group of people out of the dining room. I yawned as we walked through the double doors and I heard a few girls to my left giggle. I turned to face them and they blushed and ran off. I just stared after them.