NOTE:
I always make my first chapter short just to tease people, so to everybody who said that it was short, this one won't be!
Enjoy!
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Two: Smiles
SYAORAN
Me and Nina sat in silence, watching some dumb movie. Her fingers made slow circles on my chest underneath my shirt. I leaned over and started to kiss her, pushing myself against her more. She fell back onto the bed, taking me with her. I kissed her neck and she sighed. My hands roamed her body as her hands tangled themselves in my hair.
She arched her back as my hands went farther up her shirt. And then she pulled back and stopped me. "Not yet, Syao."
I smirked and kissed her once more before flopping down next to her. "I know, I know. Not until marriage."
"No! Not until we get married," she corrected me again. I smiled at her, but in my head, I wondered if I could get married to her. I mean, she was a beautiful girl, and she was smart and it was great to have fun with her like this and everything, but she was too...I don't know...I couldn't quite put my finger on it...too...
Something...
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SAKURA
I picked at my salad while Tomoyo gushed about cheerleading. I smiled at my friend, glad to have somebody like her; somebody that would be on my side, no matter what. Tomoyo could be the most popular girl if she'd wanted to be, but, no, she'd picked me.
"It's awesome! They're gonna throw me up in the air and I'm gonna try to do a flip, you know like the professionals do it?" Tomoyo said, gesturing wildly with her hands.
I nodded, even though, honestly, I hadn't even known that there were such things as professional cheerleaders. I was about to respond, when I heard a squeal and footsteps.
"SAKU! MOYO!" Chiharu, Rika, and Naoko yelled, running towards our table. "Moyo, you looked so cute cheerleading like that! I can't believe they could just throw you up in the air like that! Saku! I bet you got some amazing pictures of the game; you always do!" Chiharu squealed.
All three of them stole chairs from another table, making the waiter frown at them. Rika smiled, stunning him with her amazing beauty. He walked over to her and said, "Would you three ladies like menus?"
"That would be great!" Rika said, flashing him her gorgeous smile. I looked around at each of my friends in turn, wondering how four such beautiful girls could all want to hang out with me, the nerdy yearbook photographer.
He walked away, stunned by the four beautiful girls at the table. As he slipped into a door marked â–’EMPLOYEES ONLY,' Chi turned to me and said, "So, is the quarterback nice? I saw you taking pictures of him. He's a hottie!"
"He has a girlfriend, Chi," Tomoyo said, laughing.
"That girl? Ugh."
"Um, I didn't really talk to him. I just took pictures of him," I said.
"Well, could I get a copy of that memory card, Saku?" she asked, making me laugh.
"I can't believe he's off the market, though," Naoko sighed. "And by her?" Suddenly, she looked at me. "I think you two would look good together."
"Us? No, I mean, I dunno, but, um, um," I flustered, trying to get a coherent sentence out, but, just then, the waiter came back with three menus, saving me.
No, I thought, we wouldn't look cute together...besides...
I couldn't bear to lose anybody else.
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SYAORAN
Coach was talking about some strategy that I had already memorized, and my mind was wandering as I glanced over at the cheerleaders, trying out some new stunt. They threw Nina up into the air.
My attention fell to the left when I saw a flash of brown hair. There she was again. She was walking over to the cheerleaders, probably to talk to Tomoyo. I knew that I should be looking at Nina, hot and energetic in her cheerleading uniform, but I couldn't stop looking at the yearbook girl. She was in her school uniform, cute and petite. She sat down in the bleachers, camera in her hands, smile on her face.
"LI!" Coach yelled out, and my attention snapped back to him. "Please, won't you tell the other players what the new play is?" He said, hoping to catch me off-guard.
I sighed and repeated his play back to him, word for word. He made a face and said, "Okay, I guess that's enough for today. Go get changed."
I stepped out into the sun again, back in my regular school uniform. Nina waved at me, and I walked over and kissed her. "Hey, baby," I whispered in her ear, feeling her shiver. I was fully aware of all the other cheerleaders ogling at me, but my eyes were only on Nina.
At least, I was trying really hard to keep it that way.
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I sat in my World History class, leaning on my hand and scribbling in my notebook, when, suddenly, she walked in.
She handed a note to the teacher, still smiling. I saw him point at one of the computers at the back of the room and faintly heard him say, "Thank you, Miss Kinomoto."
My mind reeled. Kinomoto? That was her last name. What is her first name? I wondered. I saw a girl smile at her and she smiled back. She sat at one the computers and turned it on, starting to type up a paper.
"Okay, class, get with your partners and discuss your oral projects. Those are due Friday, so don't waste time!" The teacher said, erasing the board.
I looked around the room; my partner wasn't here today, so I just opened to a blank page in my notebook and started writing about...nothing, actually. I couldn't stop glancing up at her; she was just sitting at the computer, typing away, still smiling.
I glanced up once more and my blood boiled. There was a guy sitting next to her, talking her, making her laugh. I have no clue why, but I wanted to go over there and punch him.
Finally, the bell rang, and she got up, leaving the guy to sit in awe. He stood up and asked, "Wait! What's your name?"
She smiled, not turning around, but I heard her loud and clear. "Kinomoto. Sakura Kinomoto."
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SAKURA
"Moyo! I really don't want to go on a blind date!" I said, watching as Tomoyo rifled through her enormous closet, trying to find an outfit for me.
"But, Saku, you won't be alone! Me and Eriol will be there, too. And if you don't like the guy or if he's a jerk to you, we can leave, okay?" Tomoyo said, pulling out a yellow shirt that looked like a corset.
"Promise?" I said.
"Promise! Okay, how does this look?" She asked me, holding up the corset shirt and a pair of light blue shorts.
"Cute. But do you think it'll fit me?"
"Of course! These shorts are too small for me, and you can always tighten this shirt," Tomoyo said, looking so happy that I just couldn't say no.
"Okay. I'll go get changed!"
The outfit actually looked really cute on me, and as soon as I came out, Moyo got a little too snap happy. She pulled out her digital camera and took picture after picture after picture.
"Isn't the battery gonna run out?" I said, smiling as the flash went off again.
"Nope! I just charged it!" Tomoyo grinned at me and put her camera down. "Okay. You want a purse? Or a clutch?"
"Purse, I guess."
"Okay! Now we're all ready! Let's go," Tomoyo squealed, linking her arm with mine and snapping another picture.
"Let's."
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"Why, hello, Miss Kinomoto. Sakura Kinomoto," said my blind date. He just happened to be the extremely cute guy who had talked to me today when I was supposed to be typing a paper.
I smiled. "Hello. I'm Sakura, of course."
"I'm Adam. Adam Smith," he answered.
"Oh. You speak wonderful Japanese," I said, sitting in the chair he had just pulled out for me. I glanced over at Tomoyo, who was grinning at me. I winked and she squealed.
"Thank you," Adam replied, taking a seat opposite me, next to Eriol.
Tomoyo scooted in next to me, squeezing my arm. "So, Adam, how long have you been in Japan?"
"Almost ten years. My father moved here for business," he answered, ever so politely.
It turns out Adam was actually a really good set-up; he was conversational, polite, and he was always smiling. Oh, and it helped that he was really cute, too!
By the end of the night, I was actually really attracted to him. I saw Tomoyo glancing at me, a questioning look on her face. I knew what she was thinking; was I really ready to get out there again?
I smiled at her. I was ready. Really ready.
Adam drove me home and walked me to my door. I thought it was going to be one of those awkward, post-first-date moments at the door, under the porch light, but it really wasn't.
"I had fun," Adam said easily, still smiling.
"Me, too," I replied.
He leaned in and I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he lightly pressed his lips onto my cheek. A gentleman kiss, I thought, grinning. "I'll call you," he whispered into my ear.
And when I entered my house, I could still feel the smile on my face.
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Sorry for the late update!
NOTE:
I might not update for a while; exams are coming up and I really need to study and buckle down! So if you don't see me around for a while, I haven't deserted any of my stories! Thank you.
Much love!
Kiso