Hey fellow fictioneers. This is my first CCS story. I hope you like it! And for future reference, Kero isn't in this story. sorry...
Reminder1: thoughts are in ITALICS.

DISCLAIMER: Unfortunately, I don't own CCS. I do own the plot though. Don't steal it. RAWR.

Chapter 1: Strange, Familiar Faces

There he sat in the front of the class looking as gorgeous as ever. He wore the same thing as every other guy in the school but he made the uniform look so much better. It seemed to fit him better.

He had a light blue polo on with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the maroon tie pulled out slightly from his neck only so that he could move his neck comfortably.

She sat on the right row of the room in the class near the back. She was a girl of 17, in good shape with a good figure, only she hid it in the somewhat baggy shirts she wore everyday. She wasn't very popular, but she had a good group of friends.

She was about 5' 8" with light brown hair and emerald green eyes. She was Sakura Kinomoto. He was about 6' 2" with dark brown hair and ferocious amber eyes. He was Syaoran Li.

Syaoran was, you could say, the absolute hottest guy you would ever meet, without a doubt and he had been voted most popular, most athletic and most gorgeous for the past 3 years of his high school life and Sakura had been voted the most artistic for the past 3 as well.

She had always had a crush on Syaoran but she knew that he didn't even know she existed. Whenever she passed him in the hallway, he was always surrounded by a group of jocks, his best guy friends, and a cluster of cheerleader girls.

She would glance at him and walk past him quickly only she never noticed that she was also glanced at when she went past.

She was in Calculus, 7th period, and was totally lost. She had always gotten help from her friends, older brother and father, but she still never really got it. He however, was a straight A student in all of his classes and was all of the teacher's favorites.

She looked up at the clock, only five more minutes. "There will be an 8 weeks test 3 weeks from now on Friday, so start studying now." The teacher said as she walked over to the white board to erase some notes.

Sakura quickly scribbled the notes down as best she could and mentally slapped herself for staring at Syaoran for the better part of the class again. She would just have to ask her best friend Tomoyo for the notes again.

The students put their things away and sat silently for the remaining 5 minutes, some tried passing notes but they received hard glares from the teacher.

Sakura stood up as the bell rang, along with the rest of the class and waited for the people in front of her to move. She was about 3 feet from the doorway when someone bumped into the back of her, "Excuse me!" she said accusingly as she turned around.

She stopped dead as she realized who she had just said that to, "Oh…sorry Li-san." She blushed. She went quickly out the door with a pair of eyes following after her.

She made her way to her locker through the crowded hallways and saw a familiar face beside her locker, "Tomoyo!" she called relieved.

"Sakura!" she waved back. "Do you need my notes again?" she teased as Sakura opened her locker.

"How did you know?" Sakura asked embarrassed. "Because you always do!" Tomoyo smiled warmly at her best friend and cousin.

"Oh, Sakura, I forgot to tell you, I can't give you a ride home today! I have to stay after school for a little while and help the put together a video for Media Arts!" she said suddenly.

"Oh, that's okay Tomoyo, I can walk. It's no problem!" she smiled happily. "My house isn't too far away!"

"Are you sure? I can ask my teacher if I can take you home and come back!" Tomoyo grabbed her hands. "No, it's okay! Really!" Sakura smiled.

Tomoyo looked at with a few different faces for a minute and then sighed, "All right. I will make it up to you tomorrow! I'll take you out for ice cream! My treat!" Tomoyo smiled. "All right! Sounds good to me!" Sakura smiled as Tomoyo handed her her Calc. notebook.

Sakura made her way downstairs and out to the lobby only to find it pouring rain outside. "Hoooeee…" she sighed as she leaned her head against the cold glass on the door.

The people behind her made their way to other doors but gave her disapproving looks for being so rude. She didn't see them however; she was deep in her misery about thinking about the fact that she would have to walk about 15 miles to her house in the rain.

Eventually mostly everyone had gone home and the very few people who were left were strewn about the large lobby. She had decided to wait for a few minutes to see if the rain would stop or at least lighten up, but to her demise, it only worsened.

She sighed and ran her hands over her hair and pulled out her hair ties that held her hair in pigtails. She put them onto her wrist and let her bag down onto the ground beside her.

She wiped off the fog on the glass with her hand and looked out, "I'm gonna get so wet…" she sighed to herself and picked her bag back up.

Syaoran and the rest of the soccer team had found out that practice for that day was cancelled due to the rain and the gym had been overtaken by the cheerleaders. Syaoran had stayed behind in the locker room while everyone else had left and when he finally came out he heard the rain outside. "So much for the car wash…" he laughed to himself as he entered the lobby.

He waved to a few people casually and came around to the doors when he saw her standing there in front of the door. "Weird…she's usually gone by now…" he thought to himself.

He went to the door at opposite side from her but stopped when he saw the sad look on her face as she looked out at the rain.

He looked around at the few people in the lobby; they seemed to be caught up in their own activities. He took a breath and walked slowly over to the door beside her.

"Hey." He said looking out of the door he was in front of.

She didn't seem to hear him at first but said 'hey' as if it was just an automatic answer. She glanced over at him and hey eyes grew wide. "Oh…h-hey." She said nervously. She looked back out the door.

"I'm Syaoran." He turned to look at her. She seemed a bit flustered. "I know." She said without thinking. "I mean…I've seen you around the halls for the past 3 years." She smiled nervously.

"Yeah, I've seen you around too. Your name's Sakura?" he asked turning to face her.

"Yeah." She said simply. "Funny how we've never really talked to each other…going to the same school for three years."

"Yeah...weird. Well...it's kind of a big school and…we just hang out with different people I suppose." He smiled again.

He's so cute when he smiles… she said to herself mentally. "Yeah…" she felt very awkward talking to him. She'd never spoken one word to this gorgeous…beautiful… athletic man. "So…are you gonna start studying for Calculus today like the teacher suggested?" she was trying to make small talk, anything just so there wouldn't be that awkward and irritating pause in conversation. "Oh…yeah. A little bit every night. I could cram the last night if I wanted to I guess…but…studying every night helps you remember things better."

There was almost no one else left in the lobby; one or two people maybe.

"I'm not very good at studying. I'm not very good at Calculus for that matter either." She laughed. Wow…we're actually just…talking like normal people! She thought to herself amazedly.

"Really? Is it hard for you? Wow...I find it pretty easy. I wanted to take Advanced, but since it's our senior year I figured I'd take a little bit easy." He smiled.

If he keeps smiling like this I'm going to say something I'll regret later on… she warned herself. "Yeah…I'm just not very good at math period. I have to get help from all of my friends and my brother and my dad…I still don't get it though."

"Bye Syaoran!" someone called as they went out the door. "See ya!" he turned around quickly and waved to the person.

"Maybe I could help you?" he offered. "I have an A in Cal. Maybe we could stay after school sometimes and I could help you?"

"Uh…I don't know. My friend Tomoyo takes me home everyday and I wouldn't be able to get home unless I walked." She felt terrible for having to say no.

"Oh well…that's okay. Wait a minute…if she takes you home everyday…why are you still here?" I was curious about that anyways…he thought in the back of his head.

"She had to do something with her Media Arts class. I was going to walk home...but this rain is discouraging me. I guess I'll have to sometime though." She smiled lightly.

"Oh. I could give you a ride." He said before he thought about it. Idiot, why did you say that? She doesn't even know you-you don't know her! He cursed himself.

Wow…we basically just met…and he's offering me a ride home? She was taken aback at first but she regained her composure. "Oh well, I don't want to cause you any trouble, I can walk. It's just a little water!" she said as she started to reach down for her bag.

"Oh it's no trouble at all!" Why do I keep talking? "I don't mind!" he replied casually. "No really, you don't have to!" she picked up her bag, but she picked up the wrong end of one of the strap and everything dropped onto the floor, including her art folder.

"Oh shoot…" she exclaimed as she dropped down onto the floor and began to pick papers up off of the carpet.

He bent down slowly and helped her gather a few things. He set his bag down but he noticed some drawings on the ground beside him. He picked them up and looked at them. They were of various things, trees, animals, people, and landscapes. "Wow...you're really good!" he said sitting on his legs and looking at her drawings.

She looked at him and suddenly realized that one of the drawings was of him. "Oh um, can I have those back please!" she said hastily, extending her hand out to him.

"Hold on! These are really good! Wait…you're the one who's won best artist for the past three years aren't you?" he realized as he said as he came to the drawing of him without noticing it.

She went pink when she saw it, "Yeah…That's me…" she said shakily. "Are you okay? Your face is flushed!" he looked at her concerned. "No, I'm fine. Can I have those back please?" she reached her hand out again.

"Oh yeah, sure." He did a double take at the picture when it was in her hand as well as his, "Wait a minute…" he pulled it back towards him and it slipped out of her hand. Why didn't I take it out yesterday like I told myself to? She cried.

"This is me…" he said amazed. "Yeah…sorry I…we had to draw someone in AP Art but we weren't supposed to tell the person…the teacher said that people tend to…be tense if they know someone is drawing them so…yeah…" she said as her face turned very light red.

"I remember this…this was soccer practice…but…I would've only been like this for a few seconds…how did you…?" he looked up at her.

"I…I just had the image in my head and recreated it from what I remembered. Look, I really should start going." She pulled the drawings away from his hand and put them back in her folder and put it in her bag. She put it on and stood up.

"Wait…let me take you home." He said as she started to push the door open. "It's got to be freezing cold outside and I'll feel badly if you get sick."

She let the door close and looked her hands. "O…Okay…" she said softly.

"Great, just wait right her for a minute and I'll go get my car." He said as he picked his backpack and ran outside.

She watched him sprint across the parking lot and within 30 seconds, he pulled up in front of the school in a black Mustang GT. Wow…that's a really nice car! She thought nervously as he came back to the door with a large umbrella.

He pulled open the door and held the umbrella up; "Here you go!" he smiled warmly as she stepped outside. "Thank you." She said loud enough for him to hear over the pelting rain.

After she got in, she looked around at his car and then he got in on the other side. "Where do you live anyways?" he asked politely as he put the car into D4. The pulled away from the school and out onto the street, "Turn left." She answered as he looked at her with the question forming on his lips.

"Do you want to listen to something?" he asked as he turned on the radio. "Um…can I do it? I…I doubt you'd know the station." She smiled sheepishly. "I listen to a lot, what is it?" he laughed. "Well…I like Alternative right now." She smiled.

"Do you like the Killers?" he asked interestedly. "Oh my gosh! I love that band!" she exclaimed. "Yeah hang on…" he pushed a button and a CD started to play.

"It's a mix I made a few weeks ago. It has the same song on it a few times, but I love the lyrics." He smiled as the song started to play. "Mr. Brightside! Oh my gosh! I've been listening to this for the past week!" she laughed pleasantly.

They had plenty to talk about on the way to her house, but when she got there, no one was home and conveniently enough, she had left her key in her room that morning. "Great…" she thought as she sat down in front of the door on the porch.

"I'll wait here with you until someone comes home if you like." He offered. "You don't have to. I'm sure my brother will be home soon." She sighed.

"All right." He replied as he turned to walk back to his car. Just stay and talk to her! You can't leave her here by herself! Part of his brain yelled at him, "Well…I'll wait here just in case. I don't have anywhere to be." He said as he sat down beside her.

"Thank you Li-san." She smiled as she hugged her legs lightly to her chest.

He knew that they'd only been acquainted for a few minutes, but he didn't like how it sounded when she said his name like that. It just felt awkward for him.

She shivered slightly and pulled her arms off of her legs and held them on her body. "Are you cold?" he asked as he pulled off his jacket. "Oh…a little bit-oh...thank you." She said awkwardly as he put his jacket around her.

She pulled it around her more comfortably, Wow...his jacket smells so good. She thought as she closed her eyes and breathed in.

A few minutes passed with a somewhat comfortable silence. She closed her eyes and began to listen to the rain; he glanced over at her a few times. She looks so serene and calm… he smiled to himself.

A car motor came into hearing and she pushed herself up off of the wall and looked down the street, "Oh…my brother's home." She stood up frantically.

Terrible ending. I know. I wrote this a while ago. haha, be nice.

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