Author's Note: This is another favorite chapter of mine. I really didn't have to change much, so I feel good that everything is still in the same order and stuff. . Will Syaoran ever find out who his 'secret admirer' is? Well, you be the one to figure it out. Shout out to all my friends and fans who reviewed the first Diary Trilogy!
The Second Page
"I hope you all reviewed last week's assignment. If you look on page 362, you will see how…" It was the last words Syaoran heard the sensei said before daydreaming again. His eyes were far too focused scanning over the stanza. He carefully put the note back into his back pocket and glanced up at the teacher. She's still blabbing about seemingly immaterial subjects. Syaoran sighed, as the words went through one ear and out the other.
His friends saw him, completely dazed in the tedious period. His head tilted slightly his eyes looking directly in the back of Sakura's head. Moments later, she turned back at Syaoran and smiled at him. Apparently, she felt his stare. Syaoran quickly gulped and his cheeks were almost as red as cherries. He felt his heart tripling to ten-thousand beats per second when Sakura waved at him.
I struggled to remain calm. Eriol and Takashi stared at me strangely, probably wondering why I'm acting the way I'm acting. Before I could regain my focus towards my sensei, he began to start asking questions I couldn't give an answer to. To top it off, I didn't know what he was talking about! And usually my answers are on time and correct! But not today. She was talking about something of the human anatomy and I'm too choked up to say anything. People stared at me and some even chuckled. Takashi and Eriol chuckled to themselves, amused at my embarrassment while I slumped in my seat, determined to make myself invisible. Man, I knew I had a long day before school was over.
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During lunch break, people were in the cafeteria and outside eating traditional lunches. Syaoran, Eriol, and Takashi sat outside by the fountain with their own lunches. As usual, Syaoran had his favorite chocolate chip cookies with Dim Sum; a recipe he made before going to school, while Eriol had home-made ramen noodles and Takashi had a sandwich with strawberries, something Chiharu always makes for him. Just as Syaoran began taking his soda out of the lunch bag, another note mysteriously appeared inside with his name on it. It read,
Page II.
Do you know who I am or are you still in the dark?
Come to Tokyo Cafe today, after 3 o'clock.
You may see me there
I'm quite sure you'll know
You'll get the third letter
If you're there at the show.
If I'm there at the show, Syaoran mentally repeated. He studied the poem carefully as each cursive letter was scripted neatly. Once again, there was another printed kiss as an enclosed signature. Syaoran grinned to himself.
The second note caught me by surprise. I guess my admirer wants me to play "hide-and-go-seek," or something like that. Who is writing me these small poems? How do they appear in my stuff! The first poem appeared in my locker, and now the second one is in my lunch bag! The only person who has access to most of my stuff is Sakura, but I doubt it's her. I mean, she doesn't even know my locker combination! (No one does except me because of a locker-thief incident that happened last year)
"I take it's another poem from your secret admirer?" Takashi asked, taking a bite out of his sandwich.
"Yeah." Syaoran frankly replied.
Eriol took the note out of Syaoran's hands and looked at himself. "She wants you to meet her at the Tokyo Café. I wonder who'll be there." He inquired.
"Naoko, Rika, and Chiharu will be there. They said a talent show is supposed to be happening after school." Takashi informed, munching on his cookies.
"Oh yeah, that's right. A lot of people's been talking about it. What about your girlfriend, Eriol?" Syaoran asked, looking at him. "Isn't she supposed to be there too?"
"Tomoyo did mention something to me about going to the Café last week. I promised that I'll go with her." Eriol answered.
"I know for a fact Meiling and her boyfriend will be going. What about Sakura? You think she'll be there too?" Syaoran asked.
"Most likely." Eriol replied. "You know for a fact if all her friends are going somewhere together, then she'll be dragged in too. You know how Tomoyo and Meiling are."
"That is true, come to think of it." Syaoran replied.
"Hey, Syao, I have a question for ya." Takashi said, putting the sandwich down.
"Yeah, what is it?" He asked.
"Do you sometimes think you could be outta Sakura's league?" Takashi questioned. Syaoran's eyes widened.
"Why would you think that?" Syaoran asked.
"Face it. You're too much of a chicken to tell her how you really feel." Takashi reasoned.
"And that makes me out of her league?" Syaoran raised an eyebrow.
"Think about it. Since fourth grade, you've been trying to get Sakura's attention. And still, she has yet to know you exist. It happened a few times before. And you know, I find that pretty strange since you two are really close. Even though you're known well around the school, to win the heart of your best friend, you're gonna have to compete with the guys that drool over Sakura." Takashi explained.
"That's their issue they're dealing with. I'm not competing in it." Syaoran retorted as he crossed his arms. "However, those guys have another thing coming if they try to lay a finger on her. No one is that bold enough to touch my Sakura."
"Your Sakura?" Takashi and Eriol asked together. Their eyebrows lifted, astonished at their friend's remark. They burst out laughing.
"How can you make that claim on her?" Eriol asked, laughing.
"And you two are nowhere near that part yet!" Takashi mocked.
Syaoran rolled his eyes. He couldn't believe his friends made him a laughing stock again.
"How often does she notice you besides outside of school?" Eriol asked him.
"She notices me all time! Especially today! We say hi everyday after school." Syaoran bent his eyebrows confusingly.
"And noticing you like Soccer practice last week? It was only 'cause you got hit in the head with the ball. You were so bummed out when you realized you fell out in front of the entire school." Takashi continued to laugh.
Syaoran sighed, as he stood up. "Whatever. If you hadn't hit me with the ball, Takashi, then maybe that incident wouldn't have happened."
"Don't blame me 'cause you weren't paying attention." Takashi said. Syaoran rolled his eyes.
"Whatever." Syaoran said, taking his bag and walking over to the trashcan. After throwing his stuff away, he began walking back. Before he could make it to his table, Sakura called his name. Syaoran quickly turned to her direction. He gulped as she ran towards him. His cheeks turned beet red. He felt lucky that Sakura never noticed.
"Hey Syao-kun." Sakura greeted.
"Hey. What's up?" He asked, slightly stammering.
"Oh nothing. Did you hear about a talent show going on at the Café today?" She asked.
"Yeah I heard. A lot of people have been talking about it." Syaoran replied.
"Oh cool! I was wondering if you were coming along since our friends are going." Sakura said. "I hear it's supposed to be a blast this year."
Syaoran nodded. "Of course. I'm supposed to be meeting someone there anyway."
"Oh really?" Sakura's eyes lightened up. "Who?"
Syaoran shrugged. "I have no clue. I guess I'll find out when I get there."
Sakura chuckled. "That's great! I'll save a seat for you, okay?"
"That's cool." Syaoran said.
"Well, I gotta get going." Sakura said, walking off with a smile. "See you after school!"
Syaoran stood there momentarily, watching his best friend leave completely from his sight. The dazed and glossy look remained in his chocolate brown eyes.
"Syaoran…SYAORAN!!!" Eriol shouted. Syaoran almost fell over. He growled, rubbing his sore ear. He glared at his best friends.
"Damn, that was my ear!" Syaoran cried irritably.
"You did it again." Eriol told him. "You had that weird look in your eyes."
"What were you and Sakura talking about anyway?" Takashi asked.
Syaoran shook his head. "It was nothing. Come on, let's go. The bell's about to ring."
He sighed walking towards the door. He took out the poem from back pocket, looking at the eloquently-styled poem. After school…Tokyo Café…finally…I'll get to see this mystery person.
Author's Notes: This is probably the hardest chapter I had to do because my muse keeps going short. LOL. But finally, it's out of the way! Finally! Bout damn time! Check for the two other chapters! See you at the next chapter!
