Reflection

Chapter three: Meeting after school

So...you've heard enough of my story. Do you want to know what happened after that? Do you want to know? Do you want to know why I am now empty? Read on...

Morning time:

I felt hot liquid slide down my cheeks. Tears. How could he do that? The hurt swelled. It grew, like a wound that is getting wider and wider.

Why? Why? School has started...without me. I took a towel and rubbed my face with it. Walking to the bathroom, I stared at my reflection. Red eyes stared back at me. I splashed some cold water on my face, trying to hide my lips with a fake, cheerful smile.

The moment I succeeded I broke down crying again, the hurt finally reaching from my brain, to my heart. But I smiled again, biting my bottom lip to prevent from crying, I grabbed my backpack and walked to school. I didn't bother to skate to speed up; I was late enough already, what's the difference?

When I reached the school I ran into the parking lot, after a few seconds I finally spotted what I had been looking for; Syaoran's gear bike. I kicked it, knocking it over onto the hard cement path. A few scratches appeared on the bike making it look a bit old. Good.

I walked to the school. Opening the glass doors of the school, I rested my feet on the marble floor. I looked around and placed my hand on the cold railing leading to upstairs and my classroom, to where Syaoran was...I shook him out of my mind, trying to look cheerful I stepped into my classroom, only to get stares from everybody. "Ms.Kinomoto? Do you have a good excuse of why you are late?" Ms.Manly said sternly. In case you forgot, she was my teacher.

"Oh, I woke up late." What a dumb excuse. "Well then, do I have to buy you an alarm clock?" Ms.Manly snapped, like she was my mother.

Without my mind's permission I said, "No, I already have a million. I know you should have a lot too. Can you give me the purple-polka-dotted clock with the naked Man sticker on it?" Oops...I don't know why I sad something that was so...bad. But...it felt so...right. Like I was meant to be like that...not my innocent self...

I expected an explosion from her, but surprisingly she didn't blow her top, instead she said, "No! It's blue-polka-dotted not purple!" And with that she walked out of the classroom. My large emerald eyes shrunk to two black dots in my face as I stared and stared at the door,

"LET'S PARTY!!!" Shouted Shelby. Syaoran didn't seem too pleased but I saw him looking at Shelby hungrily, "YEAH!" he yelled.

The room immediately turned into a wild circus as if the white tigers and lions had gone loose. Spitballs flew around, kissing sessions, and hidden snacks from desks had all appeared.

Although the room was so crowded, I could still see Syaoran and he...kissed Shelby. Tears were starting to form I saw red. No, I couldn't cry, not here not now not in front of Syao...him. Suddenly, I couldn't say his name. I just couldn't...today was Friday. The day Shelby and him was going to meet at his house.

The bad excuse of a girlfriend I could still remember the note. That reminded me of the jacket. Grabbing it from my backpack I made sure him and Shelby had stopped kissing before I walked over to him and handed it over, "Here." I said sharply. I hadn't meant it to be so cold but it didn't matter because he didn't seem to notice,

"Did you look inside it?" he asked. Good thing I had remembered to glue the pink envelope before putting it back in the jacket. "No." I lied. "Good." He answered. "What if I had?" I asked him. "Oh...nothing. I just...wanted you to respect my privacy." He lied and he nodded as if he was agreeing to himself. "Yeah. Whatever." I started to walk away.

"What's the matter?" he asked me. What's the matter? WHAT'S THE MATTER! YOU CHEATED ON ME YOU NO GOOD STINKING PLAYER!!! "Nothing." I restrained myself from strangling him, oh! If only I had listened to my brother and not dated him, I mentally kicked myself, how could I of been such a baka! (Idiot) I'm too naïve... now that my family is up in heaven I thought I could of depended on him. But...my friends are still there for me...right?

Note: Poor Sakura-Chan! But next chapter is when she loses...everything.

Preview of next chapter:

Tomoyo walked into the shop, I was just about to wave to her when I saw who she was with, Shelby and her gang. No...traitor...my other friends were with her, they stopped and looked at me, "So, finally we found the little crying baby!" Tomoyo taunted. "How could you?" I nearly yelled. "I thought we were best friends!"