Chapter 2: Supermodel

            "Syaoran, this is Kinomoto Sakura," Eriol said to Syaoran, who was working endlessly on his paperwork. "Oh, wait, and her manager Tomoyo (don't know howta spell the last name)." Eriol finished in awe.

            Syaoran barely looked up from his paperwork but the scene immediately lifted his head. The beautiful auburn haired girl with emerald eyes stood in front of him, smiling warmly. "Hi, my name is Kinomoto, nice to meet you," Sakura beamed.

            "And my name is Li, nice to meet you, too," Syaoran said as he lifted his right hand to shake Sakura's. It was a steady shake, but Syaoran was already amazed at how graceful Sakura is.

            "And this is my manager and my best friend, Tomoyo," Sakura added as Tomoyo stepped forward.

            "Syaoran, Sakura is going to play the part of the main girl, Sashimi (A/N: isn't that a pretty name?), and I just can't find a male actor." Eriol sighed.

            Immediately Syaoran sank into his chair, and looked out the window. "Can't you play 'Taracu' yourself, Eriol? You're a good actor." He said in disappointment.

            "I dunno, but all the other male actors aren't suitable." Eriol confessed.

            "Can't you at least prove one single one? You have to set your standards a little bit lower!" Syaoran shot. "Ms. Kinomoto, Ms. Daishiwigi (A/N: I have no clue what last name Tomoyo have!!!), you better leave this room for a little while before we settle this."

            Sakura and Tomoyo eyed him in confusion, and left for the door.

            "Now," Syaoran slapped his hand at his desk, "Tell me why you can't find a good actor."

            "Well, they're either too fat or too thin; too tall or too short; too freaky or too nerdy; too bad or too stupid; too crazy or too inventive; too ugly or too gay; too goofy or too serious—" Eriol read from his checklist. "—And, check!"

            Syaoran stared. "You kept a list?"

            "Yeah," Eriol nodded shortly.

            "Hhhh," Syaoran sighed and sank into his chair, "Well, you're just good for the part," he said "generously".

            "Nope, I'm too blue." Eriol teased.

            "Blue? BLUE?!!" Syaoran barked, "Why do mean blue?!"

            "Well, the main boy's hair is supposed to be brown, but, I'm too blue." Eriol smiled innocently.

            "Why can't you just dye you hair?" Syaoran asked.

            "Because I don't want to?!" Eriol said angrily.

            "Uh, I don't think you have a choice," Syaoran smirked.

            "Yeah I do," Eriol smiled secretly. "I've never acted." He finished slyly.

            "Well, this could be your first big chance! Who knows, you might even be famous!" Syaoran argued. "As my all-time best-friend, you should sacrifice yourself for your best-friend!" he said defensively.

            "Point that out on the bible." Eriol said seriously and took out a thin, small pocket book from his pocket. The Bible, it said clearly on the front. Growing up in England, Eriol is a Christian.

            Syaoran looked hopelessly at Eriol, and said, "fine, don't do it then. I must have an actor by today!" he said mindlessly.

            "You already have one," Eriol whispered secretly.

            "Where?" Syaoran asked, turning his head to and fro.

            "Within yourself."

            Sakura frowned. (She was listening outside the door, her ears glued to it… haha:)

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