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"Round 3 begins… NOW!" a sweet melodic voice called over the speakers. "As you know, Sakura is the tenth contestant, so I, Tomoyo Daidouji, will take over as host! Welcome to the Daidouji Walkway!"

Behind the big velvety curtains, nine girls were racing to get their dresses on. Sakura, on the other hand was still staring at her dress. Tomoyo tricked me! The dress now looked like a wedding dress. As in the bride'sdress. Tomoyo decided to fancy up the dress up a notch. Well, up many, many, MANY notches.

Pearls lined the wavy top of the dress. Many new flower petals were embroidered onto the skirt part of the dress. The top part now ended in a beaded fringe, tiny bells at the end to secure the pink beads. Such beads were also scattered across the dress. A layer of translucent pinkish-silverish fabric was added over the skirt part, yet the designs on the original skirt showed through easily, almost as if the additional layer of fabric wasn't there.

She, Sakura Kinomoto, Syaoran's best friend, will have to strut, strut, twirl, wink, and exit stage in a dress worthy of being in the best wedding departments, in front of an audience. Speaking of the audience, Tomoyo makes it sound like the audience is huge! Ahh! S-s-cary! I'm nervous! What if there are photographers? Sakura risked a peek through the curtain and sweat dropped. The building was next to empty. On the top level, Tomoyo was ranting to her hearts content on how kawaii nine of the contestants were (excluding Stacey, of course, yet Stacey didn't care. "I'm hot. Not cute." she explained to the remaining [not] listening girls). In front of the walkway, there was a single chair. And on that chair, there was a very attractive heir to the Li clan.

Sakura giggled, seeing the expression on Syaoran's face. She expected a look of boredom, or annoyance. She saw a look of eagerness, excitement. "I guess even Syaoran can't resist the chance to see girls strut down the walk way in revealing clothes."

"Or he's waiting for to see sexy old me." Stacey said skeptically, smirking at Sakura.

"You're in 8th grade." Sakura reminded her.

"SA-KU-RA!" a shrill voice screamed. "Why aren't you in my dress?"

Stacey decided to escape while she could.

Taking a breath, Sakura pulled all of her courage together. "I am not wearing that dress Tomoyo."

"Oh yes you are missy! Follow me to the dressing room. We have nine girls to go before you! Plenty of time to fix your make up."

"Hoe? But you did that already! I came here an hour early for that!"

"But I didn't get to perfect it! After you put on your dress, your make up surely will mess up!"

Crap. Another half and hour with the devil herself. She had been saying "crap" a lot lately…

An idea sparked. "Don't you have to announce the girls' names and decribe the dress?"

"I recorded myself already. It's playing, hear it?" Indeed, Tomoyo's voice was blaring over the speakers, talking about girl 1.

With that, Sakura was dragged to her doom- err.. I mean the dressing room.

Meanwhile, Syaoran was watching the contestants.

They're all pretty, thanks to Tomoyo. But not as pretty as Sakura! Remembering that he still had to pick a girl out of the 8 girls (Stacey had to be forced to the last round, so he could shove it in her face that Sakura was better than her, and Sakura obviously had to get to the final round. He has to pick 3 girls out of the ten to go to the next round.), he watched the 5th girl walk down the walkway. Next is Stacey.He thought to himself, grimacing.

Stacey had gotten the dress tailored. In other words, she took a pair of scissors to it. There were now cuts in all the right spots, and the dress was cut even shorter. Because rumor had it that Syaoran's favorite color was green, she had a choker necklace with a huge emerald in the middle, and dangling green earrings. Look at him gaping at me. It's obviously ME who's gonna win!

WHO LET HER OUT OF THE HOUSE IN THAT DRESS? Oh. Right. She changed here. I should get a picture to blackmail her later.

He's taking a picture of me! In your face Sakura! Stacey, like Tomoyo, could easily tell when sparks fly. Unfortunately, being blinded by her lust for Syaoran, she thought that Sakura liked Syaoran, not the other way around.

After long minutes on the stage, the tape recorder had run out of things to say about the dress, and was telling Stacey to get off the stage. Strangely, it seemed that Tomoyo anticipated that Stacey would maximize her time on stage, flirting with Syaoran.

3 girls later, a girl caught Syaoran's eye. Red piercing eyes glared at Syaoran, daring him to say something. Her hair that was usually in a tight bun was let loose in two pigtails. Her black make up was gone, to be replaced by light, natural colors. A red, curve hugging curtain hung from her neck, ending at her knees. Red strappy sandals graced her feet.

"Mei-Meiling?" Syaoran stuttered.

The girl's eyes softened, and she let out a smile. "Hello, my baby cousin. I can't believe that I have to dress up for you to recognize me! Stupid boy."

Syaoran grinned. That's my cousin!"I thought you were in Hong Kong! How's mother?"

"Questions after the show. There's still someone you have to see!" Winking suggestively, she walked back behind the stage, and bumped into a glowing Sakura.

"MEILING!"

"Hi Sakura! I'd say long time no see, but considering I'm in your every class…"

"I'm so sorry! Sorry! Sorry!" Sakura was clearing ashamed that she hadn't recognized her beloved friend. Tears suddenly sprung in her eyes. "I'm so sorry! Please forgive me! Forgive meeee!"

"No worries. I was supposed to be in disguise anyway. Now go out there and strut!"

Giving one last nervous smile to Meiling, Sakura stepped onto the stage. The lights were shone on her perfectly, giving the full effect of the dress. Silence washed over the room. All eyes were on her.

As she walked, the bells sang quietly, inducing the feeling of peacefulness. The skirt shimmered as walked, and sequins on her dress reflected the sunlight, creating dancing images on the walls.

Syaoran gaped.

Sakura winced.

Tomoyo and Meiling giggled.

Stacey looked on with envy.

Tomoyo did a good job. She looks amazing. Then again, does it really matter what she wears? She'd look pretty in a potato sack.Syaoran winced when he realized how corny his thoughts were. Ahh! She winked at me! Ohmigosh! Syaoran winced. Now I sound like a girl. What love does to you. He imagined that Sakura was walking towards him on his wedding day. Smiling, and obviously happy to see him. Her sudden change in expression snapped him out of it though.

Ahh! I almost tripped! I hope Tomoyo didn't catch that! Hoe? Syaoran's looking at me funny... I just have to make it back to the stage and behind the curtain, and I'm done! Almost there! Three more steps...DONE!

Sakura froze after she passed the curtain. "I didn't trip! Oh my gosh! Tomoyo! I didn't trip!"

"You were still expecting to trip after you went through Tomoyo's intense training?" Meiling questioned.

"How did you know that I went through intense training?"

"Tomoyo invited me to watch!"

All those in the room sweatdropped. "You knew?" Sakura exclaimed.

"Of course! It's Tomoyo, you're talking about. Besides, I swore her to secrecy after she figured me out." Meiling answered, seeing that Tomoyo was trying to excape Sakura's wrath.

Syaoran's voice cut through the curtain. "Is it done? Can I go home now?"

"Oh!" Sakura sprinted up to the microphone as fast as her heels would let her.

"Round 3 is FINISHED! Syaoran will now pick three of the contestants. Then, each of you will have one day to spend with Syaoran. You may do anything you wish! Good luck girls! Syaoran will confront you after the show and schedule you into his week." She looked down at Syaoran

The girls quickly changed out of their clothes and raced to the exit door, lining up expectently.

Syaoran first walked over to Stacey. "You're in. Friday." he muttered.

Then, he went and gave Meiling a hug. "You're in too! I'll come pick you up on Saturday!"

Meiling leaned in to his ear. "Why don't you ask Sakura to come with us on the same day? Then we can all spend a day together. Unless you rather have a whole day with her. Alone." she said teasingly.

Syaoran made a face, and leaned back.

All the girls held their breath. Only one girl to be chosen next! Syaoran's eyes scanned the line, to find Sakura missing. Where is she? He saw a dot of light on his shirt. What the heck? It looks like the light from Tomoyo's camera. Looking over to the source of the dancing dot, he found Tomoyo, desperately trying to distract Sakura from heading home. Tomoyo had her camera aimed at him, hoping that he'd notice.

"Oi! Sakura!" Sakura turned her head.

"You're in too!" Sakura blinked, watching the other girls smiled knowingly to themselves and then heading home.

"Again?" she said exasperated. "Since you picked Meiling, which your COUSIN! And now you pick me, why don't you go ahead and tell Stacey she won?"

"Are you turning down a chance to spend a day with your friends? If you want, your day can be on Saturday too, so you can chill with Meiling."

Her face brightened at the thought of playing with Meiling. "Okay! But only for Meiling."

I think this may be my worst chapter. Sorry! Remember! All types of reviews are welcome. Until next time!