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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 6I stared at the sunlight that hit the board as the math teacher wrote up the algebraic problems in chalk. My ears seemed to mute out all other whispers that came out of the student's mouths who sat around me. Though I should be paying attention to the teacher and to the class since I'm not the best in math I subconsciously fell into my thoughts. They seemed to swirl around in my head as I only heard the chalk's swift actions as it hit the board to leave its mark and then move on the next number. The light made the chalk look brighter than it actually was and staring at it made my eyes hurt. I rubbed my temples lightly and tried to focus my attention on something else. My short hair that seemed to always brush against my cheeks annoyed me a bit so I reached into my small book bag that held my personal belongings and retrieved a delicate band that gave a small shimmer through the golden threads that were weaved intricately never missing a step. I smiled as I pulled my auburn hair that formed a short ponytail in the back.
It was on the first day of junior high as all the seventh graders were fluttering around their new school. Many traveled in groups or with at least one friend to keep them from shaking with nervousness all by their lonesome. Others were so perky and excited to be in a big new school with new faces and more teachers. I was caught in the middle of this situation feeling my knees tremble a bit from taking a look at the unfamiliar building of which she which maybe someday I would call home just like our elementary school.
"Oh, Sakura you look so kawaii in our new uniforms," Tomoyo cried obviously eager making Sakura twirl as the red tartan skirt spun in the cool breeze.
I only looked at my friend with cheerfulness and took a glance at Syaoran watching right in front of me. He gave me a serious look but then his firm lips turned into a small smile. His amber orbs were full of encouragement as he could see through to my uneasiness. A strong wind picked up brushing his bangs to the side of his face. His arm came up to put them back in place and on his wrist my eyes picked up a bright gleam. A thin golden band sparkled wanting attention from eyes that sought it. Syaoran saw that my eyes gathered their attention to the gleam and spoke.
"It's just a good luck charm that my mother gave to me but it's most likely fit for girls, here," he said gently slipping it off his own wrist and putting it on mine.
As his gentle fingertips brushed against my own skin and I immediately felt my heart skip a beat or two.
"But..," I stammered unable to form any words.
He started to walk toward the school doors then turned around.
"I think you need it more that I do," he said chuckling.
Tomoyo giggled as I just realized that he was making fun of me with my face turning another shade of red. I only huffed a puff of hot air and pouted but quickly ran to catch up with my so-called friends as the late bell rang.
Nope the real bell rang as I was awakened from my reveries quickly picking up my bag and books as others swiftly left the room. Luckily for me both Syaoran and Tomoyo didn't get put in the same math class as me so I avoided confrontation for now. I walked through the restless halls as guys hung around pretty girls at their lockers and as clicks started to update one another on the latest news. Isolated and completely alone I continued to my locker finally reaching it to slowly turn the black and white dial. Remotely out of tune with reality I slipped my books and bag into the cluttered and messy locker taking out the material I needed. As I closed my locker I gave out a sigh and out of nowhere I found a head pop close to my own.
"Hello Kinomoto," Cherice said straining to sound as happy as possible.
I only gave her a nod as my eyes starred down to my brown shoes that at the moment was the most interesting thing I could find.
"You kind of looked down in homeroom yesterday so I wanted to see if you were doing ok," she said in a fake syrupy voice.
"Thank you for your concern, really. I was just tired yesterday, a bit too much on my mind," I answered politely.
"Oh are you sure that's all?" she asked making it sound as if she knew the secret to life.
I looked up at her pale green eyes as they were trying to knock off my confidence.
"What else could of happened?" I asked trying to sound as innocent as possible. Show some back bone Sakura I thought determinedly, I can't be pushed around like this and besides I better start being nice now if she'll soon be Syaoran's girl…….friend.
Cherice only grinned maliciously. "No I'm sure there's nothing that could be bothering you right now."
I only continued to look straight ahead as she started to walk past me.
"Nothing that happens to involve my precious Syaoran now, right?" she whispered wickedly into my left ear as she brushed past.
I held my breath as I heard her words replay into my head and stood there meaninglessly as the rest of the students shuffled their feet and continued to walk by to head to their next classes.
Tomoyo's POV
The late bell for third period had already rung as classmates continued to fill up the World History period. Why isn't Sakura here yet I wondered? I quickly went to my desk by the window in the forth row not too far from Syaoran's. I gave him a puzzled look mouthing Sakura's name. He looked over to her desk and saw that it was empty. He stared for more than a moment as if remembering something as his eyes filled into sadness. He snapped out of it and shook his head and turned around continuing to think of whatever had occurred before. I only gave a deep frown, so he doesn't know either, figures.
Syaoran's POV
Maybe she doesn't want to face me again but why? I haven't done anything to betray her trust. I really don't know what's going on in her head anymore. Ever since this year has started all I see is her smile and nothing else. If she's hurting I would know but lately things have been too distant to even tell if she would be crying or not. Well at least not up until yesterday but I her face was dry without the slightest notion to crying. Ugh what is going on?
Suddenly the door slid open as all eyes were turned to Sakura as she slowly walked in. Her head was tilted down to the ground as her auburn bangs covered her usually glistening eyes and her hands were tightly gripped unto her notebook and pencil case hugged to her chest.
"Sumimasen sensei," she whispered softly yet still enough that Tomoyo and Syaoran could pick up the numbness in her voice.
"Just hurry and get to your seat quickly, you've already taken the liberty of disturbing the class," the teacher scolded.
"Hai sensei," she answered just as soft and walked to her seat not far from Syaoran and Tomoyo.
Both concerned friends gave quick looks to one another as their eyes reverted back on Sakura. She only opened her notebook to a new page and starred at the voids of space in front never even taking the slightest interest of explaining or even acknowledging her friends and that's how class went on.
Sakura's POV
Syaoran and Cherice deserve each other right I questioned. Cherice is full of energy and charisma while Syaoran is smart and athletic. Both are popular and have many fans chasing after them so it fits like the golden puzzle, right? My hand glided over to open the blue notebook ahead of me but I couldn't concentrate. No, the only thing I could do was stare blankly at everything in front of me yet it seemed like nothing was there to begin with.
The bell rang dispersing all thoughts that clouded what was on everyone's mind as they all had drifted far from what the lesson boring from the start taught. Tomoyo quickly ran over to Sakura's desk sticking her face right in front of her friend. Her strong amethyst eyes searched for whatever was troubling jade green eyes finding almost nothing. They had defiantly lost their own sparkling shine but it seemed to be so lost in thought that all emotion was covered to even tell feeling was there.
"Sakura," she whispered softly as if she felt her best friend pain as well as her heart bore into the lost orbs.
"Gomen Tomoyo," she answered as she tilted her head down again.
Syaoran swiftly took his turn next in front of Sakura's desk. He frowned, as Sakura couldn't find any amount of courage to even look at him. He said nothing and continued to stare at her auburn locks of hair put in a small ponytail with some strands already astray. He felt an urge to pull them behind her delicate ear as his hand moved closer to her face but immediately stopped. A sudden image of her scared face from yesterday's encounter appeared in his head and he hastily drew back his hand. He turned his back to Sakura's desk moving toward the door. He looked back at her for a moment and said nothing leaving Tomoyo quietly standing beside Sakura with a look on her face of disappointment.
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