"Is Speaking Always Silent?"
Sakura's POV
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I sat on the bench, starting to jot down answers for Calculus, wondering why I even decided to take the subject in the first place.
I felt my head begin to throb as I punched in number after number, hoping for a formula to magically appear.
Almost like how he appeared as I saw him walk out the entrance doors, possibly on his way home, while I was acting the new "nerd" role that I had taken on after my classmates voluntarily elected me one.
But, did they know that they were calling Sakura Kinomoto...The one and only Sakura Kinomoto...A nerd?
He was walking down the concrete steps of our century old school, but more like skipping. All the times I had seen him, he was always sad looking, depressed even. Something obviously had gotten to him today, and I laughed slightly at his sudden change in mood.
I tapped my pencil impatiently against the side of my binder, wanting him to notice me. Wanting him to come over and we could actually have a conversation.
What would you rather do? Figure out numbers until your brain combusts, or take the initiative to go and talk to him?
I rolled my eyes.
Unlike the Calculus work before me, I knew the answer.
I closed my binder up and walked, not skipped, across the lawn over towards him, and he stopped straight in his tracks as I came almost too close.
His eyes were wide, and I took a step back so I wouldn't frighten him so much that he wouldn't speak and run away.
His hair was gelled today as usual, and he balanced his backpack on one shoulder, almost dropping it at the sight of me.
Sakura Kinomoto.
Super-nerd.
I smiled, not knowing what else to do. "Hey, I'm Sakura...Well, you probably know that, right?"
Nothing.
He stood there, mouth gaped open, words not coming out.
I continued on, "Um...I was wondering if you wanted to, I don't know...Hang out?"
I stared into his gorgeous eyes, and still...
...nothing.
Please speak, just speak one damn word, that's all I'm asking for...
Except I was asking him a whole hell of a lot more.
I was practically asking him to go out with me.
The super-nerd.
Finally, I heard something relative to words escape his lips..."I--...Uh...Sa...I--..."
I waited impatiently, longing to hear what his voice actually sounded like.
Instead, with his mouth still hanging down and his eyes looking towards the ground, he turned away and walked in a different direction.
Syaoran's POV
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Shit.
Why me?
Why did I have to be so stupid; retarded?
Brain dead?
Why did I have to act like a complete idiot?
My plan didn't work. Everything was going fine, I thought I could actually tell her my name at least, or a "Yes", but it was impossible.
Because Sakura Kinomoto asked me of all people to "hang out". Otherwise known as going out with one of the hottest girls turned nerd at school.
God, I wanted to never talk to her again.
I wanted nothing to do with her.
I set my guitar down and ripped the song to pieces.