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Song: Not that Kinda Girl – Jojo

Chapter 3: Not That Kinda Girl (part 1)

"I don't see what the big deal is." Sakura said the next thing at school. "I mean-I've won. So what?"

"Sakura-" Tomoyo started. "Firstly, you've defeated the best DDR dancer in this town. Secondly, that bitch just happens to be Yi Zhen- " She emphasized on the name in a tone full of hatred.

Sakura gave Tomoyo the sidelong glance and blinked. "You girls hate her so much do you?"

Tomoyo nodded and frowned. "You should see how she flirts around with guys especially Syaoran. It makes me wanna wring her neck."

"Is she that bad?"

Tomoyo nodded. "I'm really sorry about yesterday ne. We shouldn't have dragged you into this mess."

Sakura shook her head and chuckled. "Nah no biggie. I just did what I love doing." She pulled opened the door and they joined the stream of students in the hallway. "Okay so-first period is English right?"

Tomoyo draws out a slip of paper from the file she's holding. "Hmm... Yes we are in the same class-and Meilin too"

"Well hello classmate-" Sakura winked at Tomoyo as they turned to a corner, heading for the lockers.

"Hello to you too-" Tomoyo laughed as she moved her finger horizontally on the paper, scanning through their schedules. "Okay-Rika has Psychology Class, Chiharu-Law class, Naoko-Literature class so they should be in the next block." She tapped her chin with her finger. "We are going to meet everyone in Math class during fourth period."

"Hoe-" Sakura pouted making Tomoyo laughed. "I've always hated Math cause I'm weak in it." She explained, opening her locker.

"Don't worry about it. You can ask Mr. Li Syaoran aka the Math specialist. I can swear he's damn good at this." Tomoyo winked at Sakura making her blush. "Did you see the way he looked at you at the arcade?" She asked as she opened her locker.

Sakura thrust her head in her own locker, trying to cover her super-red cheeks from Tomoyo. "Err-Nope." She lied.

"Then let me tell you something-" Tomoyo closed her locker. "I've never seen him look at any girls like that."

"Not even his girlfriend?"

"He doesn't have one."

"No current? No ex?"

"Nope." Tomoyo shrugged. "Let's just say he's different from the rest but I'm very sure he's a sex-educated guy." She added giggling.

Sakura's beautiful jaw dropped a couple of inches. That drop that gorgeous guy don't even a girlfriend?! Sakura looked at Tomoyo straight in the eye. "And just what are you trying say?"

"What I'm trying to say is-" Tomoyo was interrupted by some girl squealing Syaoran's name. Sakura and Tomoyo curiously looked at the direction from where the commotion was, only to find a pissed-off-looking Syaoran, Eriol and Yi Zhen heading towards the lockers-with Yi Zhen's hand wrapped around Syaoran's arm and Eriol in front of them.

Eriol grabbed Tomoyo and pulled her close. "Hi baby-" He whispered kissing Tomoyo on the cheek.

"Hey-" Tomoyo kissed him back. "What the hell does that bitch think she's doing?" She whispered hoarsely back in Eriol's ear, her breath tickling him.

"She can't get her hands off him."

Sakura felt a twinge of jealousy, seeing Yi Zhen and Syaoran together. No no no-I can't be jealous-am I?

Yi Zhen saw Sakura's sudden flinch on her face and smirked. "Syaoran, are you free tonight? Maybe we can get together at my house." Yi Zhen smiled at Syaoran, licking her lips seductively.

Syaoran gave Zhen his best death glare. "Even if I am I wouldn't be anywhere near you." Syaoran replied in a monotonous voice as he shrugged Zhen's arms off him.

"Aw come on Syaoran, you're no fun."

"I didn't say I am-" Zhen's smile faded when he nastily grabbed Sakura's arm, startling her. He was using Sakura as an alibi-again.

"H-Hey what..." Sakura blushed when his fingers lightly brushed against the side of her breast.

"Move-" He demanded in a firm tone.

"E-Excuse me? You want me to move?" Sakura asked frowning and blushing at the same time.

Syaoran knew his hand had touched the side of her soft breast but plays cool. "Fine-If you don't move, I'll make you move." He literally dragged Sakura to English class by her toes.

It's not that Sakura mind him holding her like that but she couldn't stand the pain from his tight grip on her arm. She scowled and wriggled under his grip. "Ow-Let me go you big ape."

Without turning his head towards her, Syaoran moved his eyes and stared down at the only girl who had just called him a big ape. "My name is Li Syaoran not big ape."

Sakura ignored his introduction. "Do you have any sense of human being compassion? Well at least loosen up the grip will you?" She snapped sarcastically and noticed they had drawn curious glances from the students in the hallway. He loosened his grip but didn't let her go. She was well aware that almost all the girls were glaring at her. "Err-I need to go to the ladies room." She said nervously.

Sakura could feel Syaoran studying her. She's a lousy liar, and her lies probably didn't fool this guy one bit. "Do I look like your babysitter?" He asked. He could feel all the guys were looking jealously at him.

"But I really need to go-" Sakura pleaded, looking uncomfortably at the glares from the girls.

"No."

Tomoyo and Eriol walked quietly behind them, absolutely enjoying their friends' conversation. Yi Zhen was completely forgotten.

Syaoran's death glare made all of them turned back to what they were doing. "What's up with their asses?" He muttered as he let her go. When they entered the classroom, Meilin and Nick were already there. Meilin was on Nick's lap, smooching him like there was no tomorrow. Boy what a sight the first thing in the morning.

Sakura sighed and sat while Syaoran takes a seat behind her. This is going to be one long shitty day. She thought morosely as she took out her English textbook from her sling bag.

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So far Sakura's first day in Eden College was going pretty normally. English class was okay, only because she felt really good turning her back to stick out her tongue at Syaoran once in a while without getting caught by the teacher. Math class wasn't any better; she couldn't concentrate on the lesson because Syaoran was snoring loudly behind her.

During lunch, she'd been trying to digest her food and at the same time, ignore all the glares of female students-and leering male students, shamelessly asking for her number. Fortunately she was with the girls and she felt secured. Ms. Kaho Mizuki, Sakura's Japanese History teacher, was a nice lady. Sakura heard from her dad that Ms. Kaho was the one who recommended her to the College Board. She thanked her for this, but only received a reply from her that she's really impressed with Sakura's passion for the subject.

School came to an end, and she was really excited because she's going to the gym for the woman's basketball team tryouts. Maybe the day wasn't as shitty as Sakura expected. She waited for the girls at the lockers because they are also having their cheerleading tryouts at the same place.

Tomoyo was the first who met Sakura, with her video camcorder glued to her palm. "Sakura. Say hi to the cam." She said hovering the cam near Sakura's face.

A blush crept over Sakura's cheek. "Erm-Hi I'm Sakura." She waved her hand awkwardly and tried her best to give the cam her best smile.

"Sakura, aren't you excited to go to the basketball tryouts?"

Sakura's eyes lit up upon hearing Tomoyo's question. "Yes! Absolutely ecstatic!" She replied cheerfully causing Tomoyo to giggle.

Soon all the girls were there, and they headed towards the gym. The gym was pretty crowded when they reached the place. The gym has four basketball courts; two courts on each side, making it the biggest gym Sakura has ever seen. They were having the woman's basketball team tryouts and the cheerleading tryouts at the same time, but used a different court. The basketball tryouts for the guys came sometime after the woman's basketball tryouts ended. The girls exchanged their wishing lucks and headed towards the court, where the cheerleaders were having their tryouts while Sakura headed towards the other court. She noticed Yi Zhen and Yumi at the same court where the girls are and saw the girls shooting daggers at them. Sakura sighed and hope she's not going to see a catfight today. She waved at Tomoyo, who is at the side of the court, her camcorder still glued to her palm. She moved her cam to the girls and back to Sakura, recording their moves.

Sakura glanced around and her eyes landed on a man standing near a bench, holding a metal file. He seems to be writing some notes on it. She examined closely at the man and noticed that he is very handsome indeed. He looked around mid to late 20's but he could be very well passed as a student here. He wasn't tall-like a typical basketball player but he was built like Hercules. She could see the rippling of his muscles under that white short sleeve polo tee he's wearing. He got his black hair up in a spiky but messy style-like as if he has run out of hair gel. Sakura has the thing for guys with messy hair. She herself didn't even know why.

Sakura took a deep breath and approached the man. "Good afternoon sir. I came for the women's basketball team tryouts?" She said politely.

The man stopped whatever he was doing and studied Sakura from head to toe in slow motion. He looked at her tiny frame. She had her long honey-brown hair tied in a high ponytail. She was wearing a red strapless top under a dark-colored denim jacket and a light pink skirt that stopped a few inches below her knees. He was quite amused to see her black sneakers and white ankle socks, even though she had dressed up so elegantly. "Hey sweetie, are you sure you're at the right place?"

"Yes I believe so."

He peered closely at Sakura. "At the right time?" He asked confirming for the second time. He glanced at the cheerleaders' section and then back to her. Sakura got what he meant. She frowned as she took out the registration form and held it out to him. He took the slip of paper from her and smirked. That man knew she was fuming inside. "All right-make sure you'll be in the line within fifteen minutes time." He replied tossing the paper aside, not even bothering to see it.

"Yes sir." Sakura practically squealed and left for the locker room to change into her proper attire. She wore a light pink loose t-shirt and black shorts; the most comfortable attire she had ever worn. By the time she went back to the gym, most of the girls ready for the tryouts were already there.

"Hey-a dimple." A girl said poking at Sakura's right cheek. Sakura turned to see a girl with short dark brown hair, smiling sweetly at her. "Hi. Sammy Myers. You can call me Sam-" She held out her hand at Sakura.

"Sakura Kinomoto-" Sakura responded, shaking her hand. "So what's your position?" She asked, gazing at her slender body and long legs. Sam is tall, and she envied girls who are way taller than her.

"Shooting Guard. Wait-lemme guess yours." Sam drummed her fingers on her chin as she looked at Sakura. "Point Guard right?"

Sakura smiled and nodded. "It's easy for you to guess what position I'm in with all that I have."

Sam shook her head. "You have a lot of advantages ya' know, for your position." Sakura started to feel better after talking to Sam. "Come let's go line up-"

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"You shouldn't treat Sakura like that ya' know." Eriol said.

Syaoran put both his hands in his pockets and shrugged. "It's my nature."

"Maybe you should just thank her for saving your ass this morning." Takashi butted; the three of them were heading for the gym. Syaoran glared as him. "Hey-I'm just stating a fact."

"Sooner or later Zhen is going for Sakura's butt-and you know it too." Eriol poked a finger at Syaoran's arm.

"Damn-You've been ignoring that bitch since Junior High and she still goes after you." Takashi shrugged.

"Not to mention that she's been fucking guys along the way." Syaoran reminded them. "She's definitely not my kind of girl-"

"Then what is your kind of girl Syaoran?" Eriol questioned, a cool smirk on his face.

Syaoran gave Eriol a sidelong glance and raised his eyebrow. "Why you wanna know?"

Takashi snickered. "Well, maybe we all have same girl in mind."

Syaoran ignored Takashi's comment. "Innocent and pure-" Like her...

"That proves why you're still single." Takashi snorted.

Eriol had to laugh. "My my-Looks like our buddy here is a hot blooded man after all."

"You need to get laid Syaoran." Both of them said nudging him.

Syaoran glared at both of them. "Whatever."

You need her to warm the cold blood that is flowing in your veins. Eriol thought smugly as they all entered the gym.

Syaoran's tight, cold expression on his face slowly turned soft. There she was, with a simple looking attire, still caught his attention-and majority of the guys there. Sakura is a basketball player, Meilin told him. Sakura was right about him in the first place; you shouldn't judge people just by their appearances. Maybe there were a lot of people who think that way towards her. That probably proves why she was pissed at him in the CD store the other day. He doesn't know much about her yet but he knows she is one playing-hard-to-get girl. Girls will be dying for him to hold them but not this chick.

He fixed his eyes on Sakura, taking in her beauty. She was-well, tiny but definitely not her womanly assets. He gazed at her smooth, white creamy legs and trailed his eyes up to her thighs. They were well toned; Syaoran assumed she loves running. He can't help but ogled at her well-rounded breasts under her sports bra. Her bosoms bounced in a way that turns a guy on whenever she walks. He stared at his palm; the hand that touched the side of her breast this morning, wondering how it feels like to have her full breast in his hand. If she's great in court then she must be great in...

Syaoran shook his lecherous thoughts away and sighed in agitation. She's not that kinda girl Syaoran, and I'm not that kinda guy. But he is, a man after all.

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Author's Note: w00t! What do you think? I separate it into two parts because it shouldn't end this way lol. Till then, Ciao! xD