Hey! Long time, no write. Anyway, this is just a teaser for the upcoming story, so please read and review!
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS, and I do not claim to. This may not be a very original story, either, so don't get mad if you think I copied your story. I swear that I have never read a story with this idea as far as I know.
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Tomoyo glided down the hall in a crowd of gossiping girls. The school was abuzz with talk of the up coming masquerade ball. As the most popular girl in school, she wasn't having any trouble getting asked, finding a dress, or deciding how to do her hair. Her only concern was giving advice to all the less fortunate girls who came seeking her wisdom on all things fashionable. Trailing at the back of the group was her cousin, Sakura. Sakura was also her best friend because she was the only one Tomoyo could trust enough to tell all her dirty little secrets.
Sakura was also a very attractive girl, but she was quiet and didn't wear skin-tight clothes. People looked at her and saw messy brown hair quickly pulled up, glasses, a sweatshirt and baggy jeans. No one ever really saw Sakura except as Tomoyo's shadow.
Syaoran stood with his locker door open and turned to watch Tomoyo pass. He had been head-over-heels for her since third grade, but she didn't know he existed. Syaoran was the school nerd. He had slicked back hair, bulky black glasses, a plaid shirt, khaki pants which were slightly too short, and old loafers. He knew that girls never noticed him, but he had created an image of Tomoyo in his mind, and he thought she was a perfect goddess: totally kind, loving, and friendly. Surely this Tomoyo would notice him...
In chemistry, Syaoran normally sat in the desk behind Tomoyo and Sakura, staring at his angel the whole time. Today was different, though. Today, Syaoran had built up his courage, and he slyly dropped a note on Tomoyo's desk as he walked to his seat. She read it with a very surprised look on her face, but turned around and smiled at him. Syaoran's heart absolutely melted at the site.
When class was over, Tomoyo pulled him aside in the hall.
"May I speak with you?" She asked in her sweetest voice.
"You want to talk to m-me?" He stammered, "I mean, of course you can!"
"Good. Look, I'd love to go with you to the dance. Meet me there at 8 o'clock sharp. I'll be dressed in a gown with a white and silver mask covering my face, okay? I'll be waiting!" She lilted as she turned and walked away, leaving Syaoran totally dumbfounded.
"What was that all about?" Sakura asked as Tomoyo walked up to her. She had missed the conversation, and had only seen Tomoyo talking to Syaoran as she came out of the bathroom.
"Oh, nothing, just being kind to one of my more unfortunate fans," Tomoyo said condescendingly.
"Hey, Sakura, I've got a great idea for your costume for the dance! You should go as a princess. You could wear a beautiful dress and a mask, and everything! Oh, you could have a black wig, and pretend to be me! And I could pretend to be you, and see what people think. Oh what fun we shall have!" Tomoyo squealed, squeezing Sakura's arm and hurrying her over to Tomoyo's house before she could protest.
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Well? What do you guys think? I know, I haven't written anything in a really long time, and this is only a teaser to upcoming chapters, assuming this one gets a good rating. Please review, guys! I won't add more until I have at least five reviews. Oh and don't get mad if I can't update right away. I am a chronic sufferer of writer's block, plus I have school and a job to keep up with. But I will write as much as possible!
