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Author's note: SORRY GUYS FOR THE UBER LATE UPDATE! I kinda lost the inspiration to continue but reading your reviews really motivated me! I've made this chapter much longer to make up for it! Thanks all for your reviews! It was encouraging =)

"OH NO I'M LATE AGAINNNNNNNN!" were the first words Sakura screamed into her handphone as she answered Tomoyo's call.

Tomoyo held her phone at arm's length.

"Oh ok, Sakura-chan," Tomoyo said as she cautiously brought her handphone to her left ear. "So you're coming to school right?"

"YES BUT I HAVE GOT TO SNEAK IN IF I DON'T WANT TO GET STUCK IN DETENTION. TOMOYO MY ALARM CLOCK DIED ON ME AGAIN!"

Tomoyo rubbed her ear.

"Sakura-chan, you can chill," she said. "Terada sensei's not in school today. We have two free periods-"

"YES!"

"Hey but do try to come asap, kay? We have um... important stuff to discuss with you."

"Important stuff? What about?"

"Um, it's not very convenient to talk about it over the phone. Yeah..."

"Oh, ok," Sakura said, feeling alittle intimidated. "Sounds sorta serious. Ok sure, give me ten minutes."

"Kay, bye Sakura-chan."

"Bye Tomoyo."

With that, Sakura hung up. "Sigh... I wonder what kind of important stuff Tomoyo was referring to," she mumbled as she quickened her pace. "I hope it's not something bad. Today really started off badly, what with waking up fifteen minutes late for school-"

"Sup guys," a familiar male voice said from behind. Sakura turned.

Oh great, Syaoran Li of all people... this is really not my day.

"Oh, hello Syaoran Li," she said as Syaoran walked towards her leisurely. "What's with the 'guys'? There's just me."

"Well, you were talking to yourself, so I thought maybe you had split personalities or something."

Sakura scowled. "Grr... must you start this conversation in such a sarcastic way?"

Syaoran looked back at her indifferently before giving a slight smirk. "Well, if it annoys you."

Sakura glared at him. What an ass

"You don't even have to do anything to annoy me, you know," she replied. "Just seeing you can make my blood boil."

"That's shocking," Syaoran said coolly. "I always knew my looks could kill girls, but I didn't see it that literally."

"What the? WELL, you're just that ugly."

"Don't try to hide your feelings."

"Your ego is disgusting."

"Only to you, so it doesn't matter."

"More disgusting than the rats I dissected yesterday."

"You cut up your relatives?"

"Gosh, what's your problem, seriously?" Sakura exclaimed in frustration. "I always knew you were an asshole, but really, I don't see your point in trying to irritate someone you don't personally know in the morning."

Syaoran didn't say anything. He just looked back at her expressionlessly.

"Oh don't give me that face.," Sakura continued. "Goodness, you really do know how to get on my nerves, don't you? Anyway, I think it's really pointless talking to you. You know what? We're better off our separate ways. Here, you take that route to school, I'll walk by this. Goodbye."

With that, she turned and was about to stomp off when Syaoran gave a laugh.

"You're hilarious, you know," he said. Sakura felt herself boil at this statement. Well, I'm sure I demonstated how exactly pissed off I am at him. If he thinks it's all a joke he's definitely got a very low EQ.

Not wanting to reply him, Sakura continued to walk on.

"I'll tell you something," he went on, "When I first saw you I thought you were quite a cute-looking girl."

Sakura froze at this statement.

Syaoran continued, "I was kinda happy to learn later on that we were going to lab partners. But then, after observing you in school for awhile, I decided you weren't really my type of girl. I know it sounds cliche but I do go for gentle, demure girls, you know. Although I would like to get to know you better. But that's really a secondary thing."

"Wait," Sakura interrupted. "Why the heck are you telling me this? Do I look like I even want to know?"

Syaoran gave the same small smirk. "Well, I do want you to know that I did make effort to talk to you during lab lessons, but sadly, I just don't know how to communicate with girls like you. You're not the type of girls I'm used to. Also, Mika hates dissection classes so she's constantly skipping them, and she wants me to accompany her, so I end up skipping them too."

"I don't see where you're going, Syaoran Li."

Syaoran rolled his eyes. "Must I spell it out to you? It's not that I, in your own words, 'abandoned' you or 'can't be bothered' to talk to girls like you. It just so happens that things are like that."

Sakura squirmed awkwardly. "Ok, yeah, but um... how'd you know I said those stuff?"

"You mean you actually forgot who you said it to?"

Sakura shook her head innocently. "I complained it to many of my friends," she blurted out.

Syaoran raised his eyebrow. "Wow. I see."

Sakura gave an embarassed laugh. Then she stopped. "Hey, wait a minute, whatever happened to the asshole side of you earlier on?"

"Well, if I were to be that asshole all the time no girl would like me, right? Even though my looks are more than enough to keep them clinging on to me," Syaoran said. "Anyway, I just felt like insulting you, after what you said of me to Eriol."

"OH SO ERIOL WAS THE TRAITOR! By the way, your ego is really nauseating."

"Oh come on, I already admitted that I found you cute on the first day on school, but note the past tense though. It's only fair that you share your opinion of me too. You honestly think I'm not good-looking?"

Sakura felt her cheeks heat up as Syaoran eyed her closely. Ok well yeah, so he is sorta good-looking... BUT IM NOT LETTING HIM KNOW THAT!

"Oh get lost, I'm already late enough for school as it is!" she said roughly before turning and walking off quickly.