Author's Note: Chapter 3 originally had a Diary entry in it, but I only took two passages out. I had to add another scene, which was a lil hard for me, but it was okay afterwards. Beware of the fourth chapter you guys! This is my best yet! Personally I like Diary Trilogy Part II better than I like Diary Trilogy Part I. Again, I'll see you at the end. Review!
The Third Page
Finally, school was out later that day. I rushed back home to change out my school clothes. I suppose that I'll study later. I don't remember what I was wearing though, but I remember being so eager to get to the Café. I've never felt so intrigued to find this mystery person. I had girls vie their affections at me, but never did I have a secret admirer. Questions constantly lingered in my head. I was beginning to like game of "hide-and-go-seek" despite the fact I have no clue of whom this person could be. It could be anyone! The only evidence is the printed seal kissed.
The only thing is, Journal, I just hope it isn't a sick joke. If so, they're gonna see one mad wolf…
-----------------------------------------------------
Syaoran stared at the mirrors, making sure everything he had on is adequate. He was wearing slightly faded Levi jeans and a tight brown shirt. His brown blazer jacket and matching Vans perfectly coordinate the entire outfit. His messy chestnut hair stayed in its usual style. Syaoran grabbed his car keys and headed out the apartment where he met his friends at the Tokyo Café.
As he got there, there was a calm atmosphere. Everyone was respectively in their places talking quietly amongst their friends. The place was vast with a stage in the center. It portrayed an urban setting for teens and young adults alike. The Tokyo Café was mostly a hangout spot for kids after school. Syaoran met up with his friends, Eriol, Takashi, and their girlfriends. They all looked fashionably good. Eriol's tight black long-sleeved shirt emphasized his lean and muscular structure. He had a brown jacket and fitting faded jeans. His shoes suited the black shirt.
Tomoyo, Eriol's girlfriend, was wearing a purple long sleeved shirt with sleeves stylishly hanging off her shoulders. A white corset with ribbons crossing in the middle fitted around flat stomach. Her ruffled miniskirt matched the shirt with fitted white boots to match the corset. Her black tresses cascades upon her back in wavy curls with a white vintage hat as an accessory. She was stunning and so was Chiharu. Eriol and Takashi were proud to have them as their girlfriends.
Takashi originally wore a white shirt with quarter-length sleeves, but covered it over with a burgundy short-sleeved shirt. He, like Syaoran was dressed in slightly faded jeans with matching shoes. Chiharu's wear consisted of a blue shirt with a black jacket. She wore jean Capri-pants with black heels. Her brown spiral pigtails are in the same style.
"Hey." Syaoran greeted. "You guys look great."
"Thanks. And so do you." Tomoyo said. All of them were sitting in a table a few feet away from the stage. Syaoran sat down in a seat. "And oh before I forget, someone dropped this for you."
Tomoyo handed him a white note. Syaoran opened the note and read over it. It said,
Page III:
Now that you're here
You've got to learn these clues
What person you know that is closest to you?
What person you know that you can call a friend
Who always be there till the very end?
Look for me on stage
For I shall be in the show
I hope when you see me
You will love me so.
"I wonder who's it from." Tomoyo asked.
I shrugged. "I wish I can tell you. That's the reason why I'm here in the first place." Syaoran replied. "Wait a minute. I bet you know you who gave this to you? Don't you?"
Tomoyo chuckled. "Syaoran, if I said I did, I'd be lying to you. Eriol and I found it when we came to this table. It had your name on it. Don't worry, we didn't read it."
Syaoran didn't seem convinced. I know that smile anywhere. Something's telling me she's not telling me the truth. And if she is, she's only giving half of it. He looked around and found no sight of the others. "Where is everyone else?"
"Meiling and her boyfriend are stuck in traffic, so it'll be a while before they get here." Tomoyo began. "Naoko and Rika are on their way here."
"And what about Sakura?" Syaoran asked.
"Patience. She'll be here. Besides, the talent show doesn't start for another half hour. We have plenty of time. They'll be here soon." Eriol said.
"So, I hear you have a secret admirer." Chiharu says. She smiles teasingly. "Don't tell me it's another fan of yours."
Syaoran heavily blushed. He glared at his best friends. "I see whom I can't trust anymore." Syaoran said sarcastically.
"Hey, don't blame us, Syao! Tomoyo and Chiharu tried to kill the truth out of us!" Takashi protested.
"That's so not true, Takashi!" Chiharu opposed. She glared threateningly at her boyfriend. "Don't blame him though. Tomoyo and I already knew about the secret lover writing those notes, so it's no surprise. We just wanted to hear it from Eriol and Takashi."
"You probably know something then. I mean, I don't think I can be the only Syaoran in this school. How did you know anyway?" Syaoran asked suspiciously. His eyes glared at the amethyst-eyed girl and the brown-eyed brunette.
"For starters, you are the only Syaoran Li at Tokyo High. Two, we have connections." Tomoyo explained.
"So that must means you know who gave this to me! Spill!" Syaoran said.
"Like Tomoyo said, we found the note when we got here. Just because we know you have a secret admirer doesn't mean we know who the person is. It could be anyone in the school, Syaoran. After all, a lot of people know you." Chiharu said.
"And you're pretty good with the ladies." Tomoyo added.
"Well I just hope this isn't some sick joke. I mean it." Syaoran warned.
"I'm quite sure its not." Tomoyo assured. "Just sit back and relax. Your secret admirer will come in time. It could be a big surprise."
Syaoran shrugged. "Could be." He said, sipping on his soda.
Author's Note: What you think of it? Tell me! Tell me! Your comments matter to me! Well, see ya in the last chapter! Gotta go! Bye!