Can't We Just Get Along? Chapter one

My name is Sakura Kinomoto. I am 18 years old and live on my own with my best friend and second cousin, Tomoyo Daidouji. She is also 18. This all started around Christmas time. We were watching some sappy christmas movie. This is my story.

"Sakura! Hurry up. It's about ot start!" Tomoyo called from the bedroom. I was in the kitchen waiting for the popcorn to finish popping. I made it into the bedroom just in time. We lived in a one bedroom at appartment. It wasn't the greatest, but hey, it kept us warm at night. As I sat on the bed, I knoticed we had mail. I was going through it and I saw that we had something that belonged to my neighbor. I didn't really like him. He was a bit rude. "Tomoyo, the mailman mixed our mail up again. He gave us his." I said. Tomoyo giggled. See, his name is Syaoran Li. He has mesmerizing amber eyes and messy chestnut hair. Ok, you can say that I think he is hot. I just deny whenever Tomoyo said anything about me liking him. "After the movie you should take the mail to him." Tomoyo told me. I just looked at her. Tomoyo has long amythist hair and very pretty eyes.

We watched the movie in slience. I had other things on my mind though. I kept dreading the trip nextdoor. No matter how nice I would be to him, he just had to be a jackass. The movie ended and Tomoyo still expected me to go. "Tomoyo I don't want to go." I complained. But she wouldn't listen. She shoved me out the door. I sighed.

I knocked on his door and then just waited, hoping he wasn't home. But to my displeasure, he answered the door. "What the fuck do you want?" He asked me. "Oh. I umm...I have you'r mail. I guess the mailman messed up our appartments again." I said kindly, handing it over to him. He ripped it out of my hands, glaring at me. "You guess? You guess he messed up? Don't you have any brains? Of course he fucking messed up you dipshit!" And with that, he slammed the door in my face. I should be use to the way he treats me, but, I always feel close to tears after talking to him.

I slipped back into the house, head down. "So. How did it go?" She asked me. I just looked at her, tears welling up in my eyes. She nodded her head. "I see. Still bothers you the way he talks to you?" I nodded. I felt ashamed. I had nothing to say. With all that done I decided to go watch whatever was on the Television.

20 minutes later, there was a pound on the door. "Tomoyo!" I yelled. "Door!" She sighed heavily from the front room. "I'm coming." She called to whoever was out there. "Hello?" She said opening the door. I was walking into the room to see who it was. To my surprise, it was Li. "Can I speak to Sakura please." He said. He sounded pissed. I walked over to the door.

"Yes?" I asked kindly. "I have mail here for you." He said. "Thanks." I replied. I was about to close the door, when he turned around and stop me. "Next time you get my mail, why don't you just slip it under the damn door?" He said rudly, then left. Here I thought he was having a nice moment. He just had to do that. I whent back to watching telivision. Tomoyo was on the computer. Probably talking to that Eriol Hiiragizawa guy from England.

Why can't I find someone? I don't care if I meet them online. I just want a male friend to talk to. I guess something like that.