From QueeneyZ: Thanks so much to the people who reviewed. I'm glad that you like it and I hope to dig deeper into the minds of the characters.
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS or any of Clamp's characters. I only know the plot and the feeling that I want the readers to know when they read.
Summary: When you slowly fall in love with you're best friend of course things can get confusing. Follow the twists and turns of backstabbing know it alls and high school drama at it's finest.
Lean On Me
Chapter 2Morning's early light hit the small-slated roofs of the town as early risers started to get up to prepare for what the day would ask of them. Clean streets showed gray pavement that had already been swept by those big trucks that you never see. A small breeze brushed through the many cherry blossom trees letting some of them dance with the winds game only to lose by falling to the ground.
In a richer part of town Wei was already up knocking on the door. "It's time to get up Master Li," he said in a gentle tone then walked away to start breakfast.
Heavy eyelids slowly opened revealing amber orbs that shined with courage and strength. His messy dark auburn hair lay a bit over his eyes. The teen unwillingly got out of his bed putting his feet on the cold floor that lacked the warmth he had in his king sized bed. A white shirt and dark green pants were his only pj's to be as comfortable as possible. Making his way over to the bathroom he stripped out of his clothes and got into the shower. It's cool yet refreshing droplets fell on his well-toned body. Thoughts stirred through his mind as they all focused on the one girl to which he loved. Maybe he loved, maybe liked, or well he was very confused.
"Cherice," he whispered under his breath. Ever since the beginning of the tenth grade when she came as a transfer student from America he liked her. Her luscious lavender scent with her outgoing personality blended together perfectly. She was confident about herself and had her own way with a bit of attitude but her beauty showed it all. Cherice was a bit preppy but she was already popular within a week of attending school. Cheerleading, Student Council, and volleyball were her regular activities and he already had a certain eye for her.
He sighed, as he knew that she was in reach. He was a bit popular in the school, he was a straight A student, captain of the basketball team, practiced kendo, and ran in Track. Yes, he had a chance but he was a bit shy for these kinds of things.
"What am I going to do?" he muttered.
Sakura woke up to the sound of her annoying alarm clock. She opened her eyes then immediately closed them when the sun's rays hit. She groaned a bit but reluctantly got up. She sat straight forward on the bed and looked to the clock.
"HOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE," she screamed scampering to find her uniform.
She hastily changed and looked quickly in the mirror. She quickly ran her brush through her hair a couple of times.
"That should do," she said as she straightened her uniform from a few wrinkles.
Running down the stairs she made a stop at the dinning room where breakfast awaited her. Her father sitting there smiled as Sakura gave him a kiss on the cheek and grabbed the toast on her plate.
"Thank you Otousan," she yelled while she put on shoes and ran out the door.
Her older brother Touya was already in college but to get to the high school she was still able to take the cherry blossom path. Unfortunately she had no time to admire their beauty on this wonderful spring day.
"How can I be this late on the first day in the third semester, what a way to start things off," I huffed while running with all the energy I could gather.
Finally she reached the front gates of the Tomeda High School. Its thick metal bars reflected the sunshine as the wind picked up a bit blowing the black skirt that Sakura was wearing.
She ran past the open gates pushing open the school doors. Not many students were in the hallway as she flew by to get to homeroom. Her footsteps echoed through the familiar path of the white washed walls that occasionally had some class project up or any bulletins. Finally she slid the door open and bowed to her sensei asking for forgiveness for her unpunctuality.
"Kinomoto, next time I will not excuse your lateness so I hope that you will get in the habit of arriving on time," he answered.
"Yes sensei," I answered feeling my cheeks burn up from embarrassment while taking my seat.
My best friend Tomoyo that sits next to me gave me an encouraging smile. Behind me sat Syaoran as I felt his eyes stare at the back of my head. I gave a small sigh, as the morning didn't seem to be going so well.
In the pit of my stomach I felt a kick of pain that seemed to appear only for a second. When ever that happened it meant that something was going to go wrong. Though this seems like a curse that should bring you down because it reminds you of the pain and suffering of this world I never let it crush my spirits. Knowing that something will go wrong and just dwelling on that thought can cause you to lose hope and happiness. I never let it bother me and so I just gave a silent smile to myself in my head.
"But it doesn't hurt to keep it in the back of your head just incase something does happen," I whispered.
"Who are you talking to Sakura?" Tomoyo asked in a hushed voice.
I turned to meet her amethyst eyes that glowed with kindness and understanding. Her black silky hair ran in its natural curl down the back to her waist. It always seemed to have a certain shine underneath light and her whole aura gave off a mature intellect that I sometimes was jealous of. She always seemed to know everything and she is a lucky friend to have.
I gave Tomoyo a reassuring smile and answered "Nothing."
She immediately dismissed her worry and continued to listen to the sensei.
I opened my small pink backpack with white wings on the front and pulled out a marble notebook just incase I needed to write a reminder.
I started to draw small swirls with purple ink from a pen I got from Tomoyo over a blank page. They seemed to go on and on across the lines paying no heed to any pattern, only to follow it's own path to where ever it takes. Though the curves didn't spell out any secret message of form the shape of a real figure I didn't care. I fell out of my own created trance when I felt a pair of strong eyes gaze toward something. I knew it was coming from behind me. I slowly turned my head over toward the window on the left. Though the sun was streaming in unto our desks I could see a faint reflection. I found my green jaded eyes staring at the picture of Syaoran in back of me.
"Could he be staring at me," I contemplated.
I looked back again at his image.
"No," I whispered.
If he was I know that I would feel the energy directed toward me. I looked straightforward and saw the girl that sat in front of me. She had red shoulder reaching hair that had a bit of a curl at the end.
"Cherice," I thought as it caused my mouth to taste bittersweet.
Eriol, Tomoyo and I had a hint that he had a crush on her ever since she came to this school. The transfer student from America had somehow made everyone fall in love with her within a week. Sure she was nice enough and she had an outgoing personality but her preppy way was a bit artificial and she had to join the Cheerleading Squad, Student Council, and the volleyball team, all activities that Sakura was in. She somehow taught the students in them to praise her every move as if she were one of those perfect Barbie dolls with no flaws. Perfect, no one can possibly perfect and yet she seemed to fit that description.
"It shouldn't be any surprise that Syaoran would fall in love with her like everyone else but you would think that he wouldn't anyway," I thought as I turned back my attention to my notebook.
When Sakura came in late just like the rest of the class I hadn't found anything out of the ordinary. I heard her say whisper something and then Tomoyo had to ask what was going on. Sakura can be so carefree and nice but she can be in her own world even though she's sitting right in front of you. When I first walked into class Cherice saw me and gave a blissful smile. Ever since I found it so hard to stop starring at her. It seemed like she knew something that I didn't and had fun hiding whatever it is. Another part that I know I will never understand about girls. They can hide secrets from you and toy with your mind till you finally ask and they still might not tell you.
The bell suddenly rang and kids started to move about to gather their things for the next class.
I put my notebook back into my bag while I heard Syaoran get up out of his chair.
"Things never change do they Sakura," Syaoran said.
I looked down as I turned a bit red but then picked up my head and gave him a coy smile.
"Some things just aren't meant to change," said Tomoyo.
I could see a fake shine in Sakura's eyes as she smiled at Syaoran. It always stood out because she had so often seen the real happiness that would shine in her friend.
"No, she's covering up something and I have a hint to what it is," Tomoyo thought as they all walked out of homeroom.
YEAH, I finished another chapter. I didn't try to go as deep into this one just to make it a light read. I promise things will get better but this is just the beginning. PLEASE REVIEW. Flames are accepted
