Thank you to the very few reviewers I have and for those who read and run.
To Sweet-Innocence: Yes actually that was how I was planning it. I've read all seven books in the series and I'm hoping not to end Sakura and Syaoran's relationship like the seventh book. It's a great series; it's very realistic and detailed. I hope you people read it because it's really intense and also the series was finished recently. I also have all my characters down:
Original/Fan fiction
Ellie/Sakura
Homer/Eriol
Lee/Syaoran
Fiona/Tomoyo
Robyn/Mei Lin
Corrie/Seres*
Kevin/Minoko*
Chris/Tsuneka*
*These are my original characters, Seres is the name of a very close cousin of mine and therefore I dedicate the character Seres to her. If anyone is found stealing away my characters without my compliance I will become very indignant and upset.
Admission of Guilt: I feel obligated to state my feelings of contrition. I haven't been updating due to my laziness. I cannot use summer school as an excuse because they give no homework out… at least in my class they don't. I would feel culpable to do such anyways. In other words: I am sorry for not updating due to my laziness, please forgive this lethargic idiot.
**If you did not notice this before, I am not smart, I just enjoy spending time flipping through thesauruses. I love big words but due to the lack of comprehensiveness of my brain, I cannot retain them and as a result I use the book of big words.**
Chapter 4: The Selection of Company
Sakura hung up the phone and fell back languidly into the plush pillows on her bed. She grabbed an unsuspecting stuffed animal during her fall and embraced it to her tightly.
A slight smile slew across her face. The arrangements were finished. After a long and tiring debate over various parents and their concerns toward… inappropriate things, arrangements have been made.
The parents somehow formed a theory in which if more members were invited the less chance of… well to put it bluntly, sex. They had come up with the number seven. In hopes of luck or a mere coincidence, it is unknown.
'Let's see,' Sakura thought to herself, 'we have Seres, Minoko, Mei Lin. and I'm going along. That makes it four, now Tsuneka can't come, I wonder why. He's so distant and quiet.'
Sakura thought of his wispy silver tendrils that framed his face, giving off a soft form of feminineness. He had indigo orbs void of most emotions. They held a deep confusion and sadness to them, but also a sort of sharp and hidden restraint. It seemed as though he was caged and ached to break free and feel sunlight once more and warm his cold, young face.
'He hides from everyone now, but he used to be so carefree and amiable.' Sakura strayed her thoughts to another. 'We have to invite Eriol that's for sure. He's like the brother I've always wanted, instead I got stuck with Touya.'
Eriol was someone, besides Seres, that she could always depend on, despite his lack of seriousness to everything. He was always there to make people smile and stood up for what he believed in. He spoke eloquently and had a love for tricking and fooling around with your mind, using big words and endless pranks. But regardless of all that, he was someone who would listen to you and always figure out your needs.
Eriol had the frame and look of a perfect gentleman. He had dark hair that shimmered with webs of a dark bold-colored blue, a cerulean blue. His orbs were dark pools against his pale complexion. They glittered like sapphires when amused or full of unknown mischief.
'I'll go over tomorrow and ask him then,' Sakura thought, 'it's the next farm over so I won't need to walk to far.' Sakura shoved a pillow into her face.
"That's only five!" her desperate cries were muffled.
'Hmm… although if I do ask Syaoran and Tomoyo then that would make it seven…' Sakura rolled over and suddenly a loud thump reverberated throughout the house. In the living room Touya and Mr. Kinomoto looked up at Sakura's room and simultaneously said, "Sakura fell off her bed again."
Meanwhile Sakura was now rubbing her poor, sore bottom, thinking up a string of words not appropriate to be said out loud. Judging by her choice of highly colorful words, she was an official poet of profanity.
'Anyways,' she thought, 'I'll ask those two tomorrow as well, though I doubt they'll come… well it's better knowing for sure rather than assuming.' With that decision made she went off getting ready for bed while rubbing her bruising backside.
Hehe, Sakura fell off her bed! Well I know this chappie is too short and that I don't update too often but I'm sorry! I can only get on the computer for one hour a day!!! Well tell me what you think!! I'll try to do better next time!!