Reflection

Chapter 5: Farewell

This chapter is dedicated to my first 5 reviewers, you know who you are!
Hi...so...you want to hear what I did? Well...I did the only thing I could do, run. Run, come back, and have sweet revenge. Read on:
"Yes, one ticket to America 4 A.M. next week Friday. Do you have it?" I asked the airport person. "Yes. We will send it to you no later than Wednesday." She answered. "Thank you. You wrote down the address right?" I asked eagerly, I could get away... "Yes. Bye." She hung up. I did as well.

Lying down on my soft pink bed I started thinking about what I was going to do at America...I could get a drop as a waitress...and have an apartment...but could I even have that? I should get a roommate. Yes, a roommate. That would be fine. Next Friday. Today was Sunday. I had already contacted my school and the job I worked for. Everything would be just...fine.

A long week passed. On Monday nothing unusual happened, but I noticed Syaoran stealing a few glances from Shelby.

Tuesday, we had a birthday in our class, Xing Xing. She was a girl from China. Her name meant Star in Chinese.

Wednesday. This...is hard. This was the day...I broke up with...Syaoran. I'll...describe it.

Flashback

At school:

Right before the bell rang the teacher told us to bring some extra food tomorrow, but she didn't say why. Ding, Ding, the bell rang. My classmates rushed out the door, pushing and shoving.

After school:

I decided to break up with him. Syaoran Li. I looked around the crowded hallways, hoping to find him. But I couldn't see him anywhere. I found him on my way home, just walking. I just remembered, he lived one block away from me. Not good. "SYAORAN!!!" I shouted. I got his attention, turning his head around to face me he smiled, "Hi Sakura!" I didn't smile back. Duh! Would you if you were just about to break up with your no good cheating boyfriend?

I didn't say any greetings, I just skipped right away to the main thing, "Syaoran, I know about you and Shelby." "W-what do you m-mean?" He stammered nervously. "I read the letter and the I saw the gift. It was obvious." I said angrily. "So? She's hot." Syaoran acted like I was just another normal friend chatting with him instead of a girlfriend that he cheated on.

"SO IT'S OVER!!" I screamed. Didn't he care? Doesn't he love me? The last word before I ran away was an angry, "BYE!"

Do you care how I feel inside, Baby?

Cause' now I feel invisible to you like I'm not, real.

Didn't you feel me lock my arms around you, why'd you turn away, is what I have to say.

I was left behind there grinning with a lost stare, that's when I decided,

Why, should I care? If you don't care then I don't care we're not going anywhere.

Hey, you need to listen. I'm starting to trip I'm losing my grip I'm not in this thing alone...

End of Flashback

Thursday. As I stepped into class I took a quick glance at Syaoran, he was pretending nothing was wrong. Still sometimes taking sneak peeks at Shelby, who was wearing a skirt that barely covered her panties.

I took a seat at my desk. "Ahem." Ms.Manly said, catching our attention. We silenced. "Ms.Kinomoto is leaving in the morning tomorrow to America, the reason I had told you to bring some extra snacks was because we are having a farewell party today." Ms.Manly announced. I could see Shelby hiding a smirk and Syaoran was trying to hold back his laughter. At least, I think he was. After a few snacks and a childish movie called, "The incredible journey." It was time for math class.

I held back a groan; math was my worst subject. I barely rose above c and d level in things like long division and complicated multiplication sums. After getting a low score on the math pop quiz, it was time for language arts. And the day went on; I thought it would never end. I still remembered my plans for tomorrow. I had already packed my things and was going to take a taxi at two A.M. to the airport.

Finally, Friday has come. It's 1:30 A.M. I'm dressed and ready. Putting on pink high heels I walked out the front door. A soft cool breeze greeted me as I looked around for a taxi. Finally, I spotted one; I waved my hand out, signaling for the driver to come.

Getting into the small vehicle I pulled out a small mirror and my lip-gloss case and reapplied a layer of gloss to my dry lips. The rest of the ride was silent; I just looked out the window and stared at the last glance of Japan for a long time. After around 45 minutes the taxi stopped at the airport. Paying the taxi driver the right price I stepped out, my tired eyes drooped. After all, it was around 2: 15 A.M., anyone would be tired.

After preparing and loading my suitcases, I sat at one of the many chairs of number 19, the flight heading of to U.S.A. After boarding the plane I looked at my ticket number, 27-academy class. I searched around for seat number 27, when I found it I was surprised to see a girl around my age sitting on seat number 28; beside me. I sat down. "Hi, my name's Kodshi. What's your name?"

Note: Sakura's going to America! This is the longest chapter I typed so far!
Preview of the next chapter:

These are my friends Sakura! Let me introduce you to them! This is