Summary:

Rumor has it Sakura is a whore. She has no friends in her school, at Narusegawa high school. A new student comes by, but doesn't know what to think of her. And he is poisoned by the rumors.

The popular guys give her uncomfortable looks, and pins her against the walls just to have a session with her. Sakura always tried to be happy in front of her family. Truth is that she cries and is traumatized for life

But what happens when the new student joins the popular guys, and sees what happens to her. Why doesn't Sakura tell? What's holding her back?

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"Monster! Wake up!" a male voice ordered. He fumbled with his sister's arm, hoping to at least wake her up a bit.

"Five more minutes..." the girl, called monster, mumbled out. Her auburn hair was tangled and she positioned in a very uncomfortable way. Her leg falling off of the side of her bed, her arm under her and her face under her pillow.

"Monster. You are seventeen and you still don't get up early for school!" He stated. Running a hand through his black hair, he knelt down by the side and said, " I will bring you to the cliff and push you off…"

"Sure… Take me there…" she mumbled out.

The handsome young man just looked at her. The stupid girl didn't even think about what he was saying. As he attempted to bring her up, he swayed her like a little baby. His footsteps matching the way he laughed quietly.

Bringing her down on the bathtub she stirred a bit. His hand on the handle he shooked his head and looked at her disappointingly. "Don't say that I didn't warn you," he whispered to the girl sleeping in the bathtub.

He turned the temperature to zero degrees. His hand slowly turning.

"TOUYA!"

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Sakura a fully awake teen stood in front of her room. Soaked and cold. Grabbing a towel she looked at the clock.

"Class starts in ten minutes!"

Ten minutes was not enough for the young girl! She needed to dry up and get dress. Fast!

Sakura grabbed her black bag and was dressed in her school uniform. It was sort of like a sailor outfit, it was a black skirt that was by her knees, a white tank top with a black sweater, and white tennis shoes. Sakura grabbed her toast, stuffed it her mouth, and grabbed a can of orange juice.

Sakura got her lunch and ran out the door and ran to school. She began to run faster and glanced at her watch. Boy, if she was late one more time, who knows what hell she might go through! Begging the almighty God she would be there soon. But checking her watch one more time was all she needed.

"Five minutes?" she yelled out. She grabbed the can of juice and opened it. Gulping it down as fast as she can. The sweet tangy taste of orange juice made her scrunches her face. It was very sour.

Running she noticed where she was. The district park. Stopping for a few minutes she looked at her surrounding. Memories assembled. Memories that she hated, and feared.

"Watch out!" Hearing the voice she turned around to be pushed. Her books were sprawled towards the sidewalk. But not having the time, to see whom it was, she gathered her books.

Quickly she made an exit. Not bothering to see whom it was.

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Sakura stopped in front of the school. "Three minutes!" Sakura dashed into the halls.

Everyone stared at her silently. Whispering was heard as the halls grew into silence.

"She's late again..."

"What do you think she does?

"She's so desperate…"

Sakura looked around her. Wondering how can these rumors is so harsh, when it was not even true at all!

"I bet she was doing it again. Why would she be always be late?"

The honey brown hair girl walked through the halls. She stopped in front of her locker and slowly began to go through her locker combination. Eyes were all on her. She knew what they were talking about, for crying out loud! Never in her high school life, no one really got to believe or even knew her

She felt their eyes on her. Penetrating through her. Not seeing what was going inside…

She closed her locker and went off to class.

Wham!

Pushed against the lockers she found the one girl she hated in high school. The queen of it all. The tormentor. The bitch that came from hell.

Tanoboe Brenda.

"Hey, Kinomoto!" Brenda said aloud. Tanoboe Brenda was a beautiful person, who by the way wanted the world to know it. Her high skirt showing off her lean legs. Her tight shirt that showed her flat stomach and her all natural cleavage popping out. Her long black hair shimmered by her waist. Her blue eyes only showing the hate she had for the girl in front of her.

"Come on, Kinomoto." The queen of bitches leaned in closer to her ear. Trailing her eyes up on the girl. "You can tell me…" her blue eye scanned the innocence.

"Tell you what?" Sakura's green eyes looked at her. Knowing the hate.

"Don't play dumb with me… Tell me. How did he feel? I would surely like to know the feeling…" Brenda whispered. "How do you feel, that people talk about what you do at night… I want to know how the … sex … was. Was it good? Did it make you feel good?"

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Sakura stayed way in the far left corner, the back of the room. Watching as everyone started to talk to each other happily. How she wanted to talk to someone in her high school life before. How she desired for friends. Real friends.

First period for this day was. Geometry. Great, the class she was terrible in. She could never get with the numbers, shapes, equations, etc. Why did she have to take geometry anyway? It was a complete bore and very complicated. She had failed the class twice and was ready to fail it again.

Suddenly, the lonely girl started to panic. Searching in her bag, she couldn't find it. "Damn it. I forgot to do it!" she yelled out. During that moment, she noticed she said her phrase wrong. Everyone looked at her and started to whisper to one another. Great… me and my big mouth… Sakura stopped her self the words from her mind… God, how sick was she?

Few minutes had gone by and all she could do was look out the window.

"A girl!"

"NO! A boy!"

Voices filled the room as the teacher stepped out the door.

"No it's a girl!"

"Shut up, it is a boy! My dad told me!" Brenda stated as she placed her legs on her desk. Clearly showing her long legs and her underwear. As the catcalls began, all Brenda can do was giggle. She loved the male race looking at her goodies.

But all stopped when the homeroom teacher walked in, with a boy. And to the girls, it was heaven for them. A boy did not enter, but a man. His unruly brown messy hair gleamed with the light. His golden brown eyes looking at them.

Brenda liked what she saw. His charm was working for her. By the looks of it, he worked out. Good… A man to pleasure me this time…

As for the other girls, staring was all they could do. Clearly knowing that it was Brenda's territory.

The homeroom teacher let out a small clap. "Well… I see that some of the students has taken a liking to Mr. Li." she rolled her eyes, referring to the female students. "I hope you will make our new student welcome."

"Oh, don't worry." She leaned on her elbow. "I will." Brenda stated as she winked at the new student.

"Why don't we sit you by..." trailing off she searched for a seat. The female students immediately watched their homeroom teach. Knowing there were no open spaces. As her eyes laid on Sakura, who had emptied seats surrounding her. "Next to Kinomoto would be fine. Kinomoto raise your hand please?"

The girl did not answer. All she did was stare at the window. Their homeroom teacher asked again, again, and again. Her patience was running out. For the auburn hair girl did not even hear her one bit. The homeroom teacher looked skeptical and turned towards the new student. "The empty space by the girl in the back.

The handsome young man nodded and made his way to his seat.

"Teacher in room A-221. Report to the office. Bring in Mr. Li also."

"Excuse me for a moment. Mark, please take attendance." The homeroom teacher walked out of the door, allowing Syaoran to follow.

Brenda got up her seat and stood in front of the new student. "See you later! Kiss kiss!" She winked at him and leaned in closer. "You can count on it."

As soon as the new student left she stood straight. Smirking. Slowly turning, she made her way to the back of the room.

"So… Whom you do it with?" She asked. Everyone watched, sometimes this girl was way out of hand. "Huh? You can tell me... " She let out a smirk. She placed her fingers on her arm. Trailing down slowly. Her sexual actions getting the best of her. "Maybe… you can tell me your secret…"

Sakura looked away, tears burning. She didn't know what Brenda was doing, but she didn't like it at all.

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As the day went by, Sakura couldn't concentrate. It was hard for her always. Having her life was a total drag. It scared her. Wanting her to die.

Next was lunch, then two more periods.

Brrringg!

As the bell rang, students ran out of their seats and raced through the doors. Leaving the Sakura behind.

Sakura walked through the halls and towards her locker. She had waited so no one can see her during lunch period. Again, her thoughts went towards asking God why did she have this kind of life. What did she ever do to deserve this?

She walked towards her locker and did her combination. Inside were pictures. Not of her high school life. But the days with her friends when she was younger.

Suddenly her locker closed shut.

A face smiling back at her.

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Sakura kicked and struggled, wanting them to let go of her. "No!" She cried out. "Help! Someone help me!" She cried out once more for help. Unfortunately no one came to her plea.

The three guys pinned her to the ground. It pained her. Her wrist was already turning to a red color. She screamed and yells, but it was no use. They were behind the dumpsters in the back of school.

The guys stared down at her.

Cheung Shozuko began telling how she was going to have fun, as much as he was. He unbuttoned her tank top slowly. Letting him touch his icy and rough hands against her skin.

"Come on…" He whispered to her ear. "I'm not that bad."

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A.N. Sorry if it was bad. Anywayz I am going to rewrite! Please review. Hehee.