2I don't own Cardcaptor Sakura, especially not the characters and the story. But I do own this fanfic, and its story.
The story is totally different from the original story of Cardcaptor Sakura. I added a whole new characters although of course, the original ones are still here.
What's the story about? Find out for yourself.
Enjoy reading!
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"What the hell is that noise?", Sakura thought.
Sakura still very sleepy, has finally stirred after the phone has been ringing for about ten minutes.
"My goodness! Who in their right mind would call at this time of day?", Sakura said exasperated. She tries to get up to check the time and jumps as she sees that it's already past 10 o'clock in the morning.
She picks the phone up and is barely on her ear when she shouts, "I know it's 10 and I'm late! I'll be right there!". She thought she already knew who's calling her when someone shouted from the other end.
"What the hell? Can I talk to a Sakura Kinomoto?"
The caller's tone made Sakura frown.
"I'm sorry? Who am I talking to?", asks an irritated Sakura.
"Just give me Kinomoto, will you? My business is with her and with her alone. It has nothing to do with you, whoever the hell
you are!", the tone just got meaner.
"Jeez, forgive me for even breathing. Chill, will you?", replies a more irritated Sakura.
"Just give me Kinomoto, damnit! And I'll chill, how's that sound?"
"Dandy. And you just missed Sakura by a second. You wasted your time. Ciao!". Sakura slams the phone down. She's just not a morning person.
"He's awful! Who does he think he is? What does he want with me, anyway?." Sakura mumbles as she hits the shower. Then she remembers.
"Oh, snaaaaaaaaap! I'm so late for ... ", Sakura stops.
"Late for what again? College? It's not for a week. Hmm."
She knows she's supposed to be somewhere. She just couldn't figure out where. Oh well. She stares at the flowing water for a few seconds when it hit her.
"Oh craaaaaaaaap!".
Sakura gets out of the shower and runs to the room to change. She doesn't have much time. She must hurry or else...
Sakura enters the Administration Building and tries to look for the Office of the Registrar. When she saw it, she gently knocks and comes in. A pretty lady in blue behind the desk, working on something, looked up, smiled and asked.
"Good morning. Can I help you?"
"Hm, yes. I'm sure you can. I'm here to get my schedule for the entire semester? I'm Sakura Kinomoto."
"Okay, hang on." Faces the computer and starts typing in. Then she looks up and asks,
"What's your major, Sakura?"
"Communications", Sakura replies very confidently. She likes her major. She has always been interested in words and writing. By being a Communications student, she hopes to learn how certain messages influence individual and group behavior, as well as how each reactions reflect the underlying values of society. She snaps back to reality and notices that the lady behind the desk, and according to her pin, she's named Ms. Morris, is looking for something in a small box full of yellow papers. She's frowning, which translates to something is awfully wrong.
"Ah, there you are. Here you go. Sakura Kinomoto, Commucations. Here's your schedule and well, you got no dorm room?
Where are you staying?", Ms. Morris asked, confused. Usually freshmen stay in the dorm rooms. This girl is odd. She's cute, with her red hair all over her face and huge eyes, she's normal at first sight. But you see there's something more to that face and small smile. There's something about her. The constant glow in her eyes maybe. A cute, starry eyed girl excited for college. There are lots of them every year.
"I'm staying with a friend in one of the apartments just a couple of blocks from here.", Sakura replied. She didn't mention that she rented, technically, the whole fifth floor of the apartment. She's wondering why the lady is looking at her like that. She must have smudged the mascara she put on or something. She knows how clumsy she can be.
"Excuse me, do I have dirt on my face?"
Confused, the lady replied, "No, of course not. In fact, that tank top looks cute on you." She smiles as she eyes Sakura from head to toe. "Why do you ask?"
"Oh nothing. Its just you were staring at me, and I was wondering if there's something wrong with my face. I was pretty sure I put mascara on my eye lashes, not on my eyebrows. And the lip gloss on my lips not on my cheeks." Sakura has always been known for her sweet and happy disposition.
The lady smiled. "Nothing is wrong with your pretty face, dear. You just reminded me of someone. I apologize for staring at you. How rude of me. Anyway, here you go. If you have more questions about your class schedule, please remember your way down here. I'll be happy to assist you. Have a nice day!"
"Thank you, Ms. Morris. You too."
And off Sakura goes.
"Where to now, Sakura? This is that start of your dreams. What do you want to do before college officially starts?", Sakura asking herself. She got into the habit of talking to herself, especially when she's in a dilemma. She believes it keeps her sane, talking to herself. Of course, none but the people closest to her knows of this.. hm, interesting habit of her.
As she is walking down the corridors of the college, she eyes everything like she's taking it all in. From the bulletin boards, to the professors walking and students talking and laughing. The atmosphere is alien to her. She's actually feeling a little nervous being here. She's finally where she wants to be.
"I'll have to remember this feeling. Sooner or later, I'm going to forget this feeling. College life will eventually consume me, like before. So, go Sakura and see the world. This new and exciting world of college!". Sakura keeps telling herself. She's here to start anew.
"I wonder what time Tomoyo will be arriving. She hasn't even called me since I got in."
Tomoyo is Sakura's bestfriend since forever. Elementary, middle school and highschool. They have been through everything friends has gone through. Although they are different in many ways, world's apart in fact, Tomoyo's family being one of the richest in the country, and Sakura's family can barely afford her going to college, their friendship binds them together. Where Sakura is simple and babbly, Tomoyo is a total fashionista, snobbish and a flirt, but all in a good way. Tomoyo would never intentionally hurt somebody. She's just a little paranoid that everyone is out to get her because she's rich and famous. She is a Fashion major. Although Tomoyo thinks she doesn't need to go to college because she believes she knows everything there is about fashion, and she can manage a clothing line all by herself, she decided to enroll anyway. She thinks Sakura cannot handle being in college, so she has taken it upon herself to take care of her, in the fashion area, especially. Sakura smiles as she remembers Tomoyo videotaping every move during highschool. Tomoyo keeps making dresses for her. Sakura thought the dresses were too aggressive and absurd but out of loyalty to Tomoyo, she puts them on anyway. It pleases her friend, and sometimes, the dresses were not too bad. She likes them. Tomoyo really is going to make a successful designer, Sakura thinks. Tomoyo too is kind, but because she comes from a rich family, she expects comfort and beautiful things around her all the time. That's why Tomoyo had her rent the entire fifth floor of the extravagant apartment. Tomoyo insists she's not going to survive in a small dorm room or apartment for that matter.
Sakura snaps out of her nostalgia when she reached a cafe just outside the university. She had a feeling of deja vu. Then that feeling of being somewhere important came back. She's been having that feeling ever since she got the phone call from the rude and mean guy.
"I'm supposed to be somewhere, but where? Why do I keep having this feeling?"
Then she remembered something. Something that guy said...
"My business is with her and with her alone. It has nothing to do with you, whoever the hell you are!"
She kept playing the conversation in her head. Then Sakura stopped. A guy walking behind her bumped into Sakura's back and fell backwards.
"What the hell? Are you crazy or just totally dumb?", the guy yelled at her. He gave her a dirty look. When he got the chance to see her, fully see her though, he realizes she's dumbfounded and she's staring at him, but not really seeing him,. He smiles.
"I'm sorry, Miss. Really. I didn't mean to yell at you. I'm just having a bad day, is all. Are you okay? " He gave her a funny look.
She really is dumb. But she's cute.
"Miss? Is something wrong? I said I'm fine."
The guy starts to frown. She's supposed to say sorry.. Ohhkay... Something must have happened to her. He's about to ask her if something is wrong when she suddenly jerked.
"Oh my God! I KNOW WHERE I'M SUPPOSED TO BE!", Sakura started to run.
The guy called out, "Miss! Where are you going?".
Sakura, still running, turned her head and shouted back, "I got me a job, and I'm already very late. Pray that my boss won't kill me on my first day on my very first job!". She starts to run faster.
"I will! HEY!" He starts to run after her.
Sakura running faster, and hearing him, turned her head back to see him running after her.
"What's your name?", he asks.
"Sakura!"
"Okay, nice meeting you Sakura! Good luck! HEEY! Aren't you going to ask me my name and number?", he yells still running after her. She no longer hears him, and continues running.
"Guess not."
He stopped running and smiled.
"She's cute."
Okay, that's the first part. Hope you enjoyed it. I kind of stopped there to give it a little suspense.
Reviews won't hurt ya know.
I'll update before you know it.