ERi21- Hello! Here I am for chapter two! So far it's been a good story, but then again, I only did the prologue, lol. Well I'll stop talking now. Enjoy!

Disclaimer- I don't own CCS or the characters. But I do own a few random ones (of course I'll point 'em out to ya.

Chapter One

Dear Kitty,

I'm up early now. Sakura- my roommate is still sleep .I guess she's the kind that sleeps in late. It's okay; I don't mind waking her up.

Today's the first day of classes and our other roommate hasn't showed up yet. It's normal. She'll probably be here by lunch, if not by then; by the time classes are over. I wonder what's she's like. I hope she's as nice as Sakura, unlike a certain somebody last year. Oh well, another mystery to be solved.

Sincerely,

Tomoyo Daidoji

Tomoyo's P.O.V

I looked over at the clock. It was almost seven thirty (classes start at eight o'clock). I silently got out of bed and went over to Sakura. She looked so peaceful sleeping, like sleeping beauty. I hate to wake her up but I'd make her late. I tapped her on her shoulder lightly. She just turned over.

"Sakura wake up." I said shaking her. She still wouldn't budge. "I guess there is only one way to wake her." I thought.

"Sakura-chan, wake up!" I shouted in her ear. It sure got her up too- or down in this case. She fell out the bed she was so shaken.

"Tomoyo, what was that for?" Sakura shouted annoyed.

"You have to wake up now." I say giggling. She got up from the floor and looked at the third bed, the one our other roommate is supposed to sleep.

"She's not here yet?" Sakura asked disappointed. I shook my head no.

"She'll be here soon. This is normal. Some students don't arrive until late."

"I see." She sighed.

When Sakura and I were dressed and ready, we walked down the hallway. Glancing at her, I saw Sakura's face was bright red. Laughing I asked, "You don't like the uniform I see."

"Seriously," she mumbled, "I hate it!"

I chuckled even more which made her laugh also. Sakura really is a funny girl. I bet when we do "Meet and Greet" at the guys' Academy, she'll attract a lot of attention.

Dear Diary,

I'm in math right now, my first class on my schedule and my worst subject. Times like this I still ask myself, am I really that smart to be here. I still have this sick feeling that I don't belong. I guess I'm just psyching myself out and making myself more nervous than I'm supposed to be (I do that a lot). Oh well...one good thing is I didn't do something stupid like get lost on the way to class. But who knows, maybe this time I was lucky. I'm so bored right now since the teacher is only talking about what we need and stuff we're going to learn. I'll find out eventually. I could always ask fellow student. I'd get information and make a friend. The only one I have right now is Tomoyo, but I don't actually know her that well so I won't count her… yet.

Until Later,

Sakura

Sakura's P.O.V

Closing my diary, I looked around noticing the other girls taking notes and paying attention. Maybe I'm just an ordinary student destined to be with "normal" girls and boys. But if I am, why am I here? Speaking of boys, I wonder if I'll meet a nice boy while at school. We don't have to stay on campus all the time. I'll ask Tomoyo about it. Though Touya, (my older, overprotective brother) says to stay away from the "Academy Men". What surprises me is that he called them men. He usually refers to guys as "punks without a purpose", or "brats". It's usually the second one.

Another five minutes rolled by slowly. My teacher, Mrs. Keen still lectured the class. I wonder if this class is that intense. She looks strict though. She has short salt and pepper hair (gray and black); about to her ears in a nice style. She looks as if she's around her late fifties. The thing that really creeps me out is her pointy nose and sharp eyes. I'm so lucky to have such an intimidating teacher- NOT!

Mrs. Keen was interrupted by a knock at the door. Thank goodness she stopped talking. Not only good for me, but for her. She can finally get a breather. I wish I had the talent to talk really fast and actually make sense.

A young girl walked in. Mrs. Keen had her arm around her smiling. I'm glad she's the type that can smile. The girl had wavy short hair, and deep chocolate brown eyes. She had a pleasant look to her face which made me smile letting her know she was welcomed.

"Class," Mrs. Keen announced. "This is Rika Sasaki. She will be joining our class."

"Hello Rika." The class welcomed.

I had no idea we were supposed to do that to welcome a new student. I guess that's another thing they do here. I'm glad I catch on fast…sometimes.

Rika choose to sit in a seat near the front row. She must be a good student. Either that or there are no other seats left. Either way I'm gonna need a study partner. Math is my worst subject.

Walking in the school garden, I spot Tomoyo sitting at the fountain each lunch. We agreed on meeting in the garden after the first half of classes. She saw me and waved me over. Picking up my pace I smiled at her and went to her.

When I finally got to her she moved her bag so I could sit down. The soft breeze made her hair flutter lightly. "Tomoyo really is a beauty. I wonder if it runs in here family. " I thought glancing at her while getting my lunch.

"Hey Sakura, where are you from?" She asked catching me off guard.

"Oh, Tomoeda, Japan. I've lived there all my life."

"Really?" She said excited. "I used to live there, before I moved to Canada with my mom. She owns a toy company you know?"

I smiled at Tomoyo which made her blush slightly. It seemed like for an instant her eyes lit up; like she was really happy for a moment. I wonder if there's a story behind that. If there is, I'm sure she'll tell me in time.

"What does your dad do?" I asked.

She sat quiet for awhile which made me frown. "I don't really know him."

I gasped cursing to myself. "I'm sorry. Forget I asked."

Tomoyo looked up at me and put on a quick smile. "Don't worry about it."

I knew Tomoyo's smile was a lie. As happy as she may seem, it looks like she's hurting inside. I wonder what her life at home is like. It seems clear that she's not going to tell me much about it. It's fine though. Some secrets should be kept under wrapped even if it'll be better to talk about it.

Again, we sat silently. Since I haven't known Tomoyo for that long it was kind of hard to carry out a conversation. From what I know so far, she seems like she's a very mysterious person who doesn't like to get into her personal life. It's kind of creepy, but that's how she is I suppose. I'll learn to get use to it.

Dear Kitty,

Sakura and I had just back from eating lunch together. We talked a bit getting to know each other. I found out that she's from TomoedaJapan. As you know, I used to live there. I think Japan was the only place I was actually happy in. Although for most people, their childhood is the happiest time of their life. You have to be lucky though.

Sakura asked me about my father during the conversation also. I told her that I didn't know him which I don't…technically. I made it seem as if he was dead or something. And as much as I want that to be true, he's not. I feel bad lying to Sakura, but I'd rather not go into detail about that- "man". Oh well Kitty, one day I might tell her the truth. If not her, someone…

Sincerely,

Tomoyo Daidoji

Tomoyo's P.O.V

I waited until Sakura wasn't looking to put my diary back into my hiding place. I think she looked away on purpose. If she did, I think it's good she respects my privacy.

I picked up my book to get some reading done before the next half of classes started which was in 30 minutes. Before I could even open my novel, there was a knock on the door. Sakura looked up at me confused which made me laugh (like always).

I pointed to the door telling her to answer it. She got up and did so while I sat up straight incase it was a Ms. Mizuki.

Sakura opened the door to find a girl around our age in front of her.

"Are you Sakura?" The girl asked as I listened to their conversation.

"Yes. Aren't you Rika from my math class?"

"I think so if it's you're first period."

I saw Sakura smile happily. "Yes it's my first class. Are you our new roommate?" She asked excitedly.

Rika must have nodded or something to make Sakura squeal with delight like she did. Sakura practically squeezed the life out of the poor girl and dragged her in the dorm.

When Sakura finally let go of the girl, I got a chance to look at her. It was Rika. I met her last year in my classes; two of them actually.

"Hello Rika." I greeted. "It's been a long time."

She smiled and nodded as she came up to hug me. Her hair smelled the same as it did when she hugged me on the last day of school last year. Something tells me she hasn't changed.

From what I remember, Rika was the mature for her age. She takes things very seriously and loves to do her best on things. She really is a great friend. I talked to her a lot last year.

We all sat on our beds after helping Rika get her things straight. It's actually good that we have all three people here in the room. It feels complete…in a way.

Dear Diary,

Classes are over and the girls and I are heading to bed. Rika, our roommate and the new girl in my math class finally arrived. And let me tell you she's the nicest girl! I'm sure this year is going to be so awesome with Tomoyo and Rika with me. In a way I kind of feel better now that we're all together. I really don't know why. Well since it's getting late (10:55). Good night diary.

Until Later,

Sakura

Sakura's P.O.V

Tomoyo went to bed early again. Rika was still up with me though. I looked at her in her bed. She was crocheting a blanket. I wish she could teach me how to do something like that. History isn't the only thing I should be able to learn at Crestwood. She was using light blue and pink yarn. I like the pink the most. It's my favorite color.

"You keep a diary Sakura?" She asked looking at me at the corner of her eye smiling.

I nodded yes.

Rika then put down her half done blanket saying, "Tomoyo keeps one too."

Pretending like I didn't know, I acted surprised. Maybe she could tell me something I didn't know about Tomoyo- the mysterious, but nice one.

"Yeah." She sighed. "She's always been very…I don't know, secretive about her life. Even when I first met her she had a certain- sadness in her eyes."

"Really?" I said interested.

"Yeah. It was almost like she wanted to be alone whenever we all wanted to get together. For a while I tried to convince myself she just wasn't a social person, but now it's become clearer that she has a story that's waiting to be told."

"I glad I'm not the only one who's noticed that." I giggled half jokingly.

Rika looked at her black alarm clock. I looked at mine also. "11:01." We spoke in unison making each other chuckle. It's funny how we've only known each other a few hours and we're already saying stuff at the same time.

We both slipped under the covers and turned off our lamps. "Good night Rika." I whispered softly. She said good night back and closed her eyes to fall asleep.

After lying in my bed for a few seconds, I looked in Tomoyo's direction on my right. Even if I couldn't see her in the dark light, I could tell she had a not so peaceful look on her face. It doesn't matter though. I sighed and whispered, "Good night Tomoyo. Sweet dreams." I then turned and shut my eyes to fall asleep.

ERi- I'm sorry it took such a long time but it kept putting this chapter off. But it's here. The second chapter is always hard for me. That and the last ones. I don't know why so don't ask. Thanks to all who reviewed. Your comments made me feel better. Mostly 'cuz I wanted to know how the story was going. Anyways, the third roommate has arrived and the drama is just about to start. Trust me, next chapter is gonna get interesting.

Also, to the girl who said to space my diary entries, I do that, but strips it out. Thanks though. Also, if u want to know how I'm doing on my chapters and stories there are two sites you can go to. and my homepage located on my profile. Or just read my profile (I don't update it much). My Xanga is the best way to go. I'll stop rambling now. Cya next chapter. Oh yeah, let me know about spelling. Honestly I'm the worst speller in like…America…okay I won't go that far but it's not that good. Bye bye!