Bad Girl

Chapter 1

The mall was filled with chatter and people;a busy Saturday. (I'm not setting the school system in this story like the Japanese, where this would be a school day.) It was in the middle of September and the sun shone beautifully through the high windowsof the building.

Many women were running to store after store after store. Their eyes craving the stunning layouts.

Teenage girls had their eyes on the other guys as well as the products. And the guys? They were looking more at the girls.

Many males, though, had been entranced by two seventeen-year-old girls. Not that they did anything spectacular, but they looked spectacular. Flawless image and perfect curvature. Sure, the males had beautiful lovers, but sweat, sweat, sweat were these girls hott!

One was a snow white beauty. Her long black hair that ran down her back, starting from straight and ending in perfect waves. Her milky smooth skin enhanced her amethyst coloured eyes greatly. She wore a prettiful violet halter top with a black miniskirt. Her legs crossed in a lady-like way as she sipped up her bubble tea.

If you thought that was breathtaking, you would have died if you looked over at her friend, for you males, homosexuals or bisexuals (no discriminating, because I know and have friends who are…what they are). I stand corrected, best friend. The auburn hair that was so soft and silky as it fell over her shoulders. She blinked her entrancing green eyes, brought out a bit more by her mascara. Her black tank top and jean capris showed off her tiny waist and hips. Her legs were shut together tight as she drank her own strawberry bubble tea.

"Sakura!" The snow white beauty whispered giggly. "Tall, dark and handsome at the corner."

"I don't feel like it, Tomoyo." Sakura said simply in a bored way.

"Come on. He's alone. Easy shot."

Sakura sighed knowing it would take more energy to make her friend quit then to flirt with the guy. "Not your type?"

"Nope. So yours, than mine."

Sakura stood up and started to walk towards the hunk, Tomoyo catching up brightly.

"And I look so bad right now." Sakura mumbled running her manicured nails through her hair.

"You look fine. I'm telling you, he's cute and an easy shot." Tomoyo assured.

"Kay," Sakura smiled at her friend. They were slowly approaching the male figure. "Quick, talk to me!" She said urgently.

Tomoyo started talking about how her "boyfriend" did this and that and this and that.

Sakura was slowly coming to the guy, ready to sacrifice one thing. Her strawberry bubble tea. It was a risk, but she could always get more out of this if she did it.

His muscular figure standing solitary as they were coming closer to each other.

Closer, closer, closer, closer until…

BAM!

Sakura and the guy collided.

Her drink, in slow motion, flung out of her hand and fell to the ground, spilling funny pink liquid, making a pond on the floor.

"Oh my gosh!" Sakura gasped, her hand flying throughthe air in front of her oval-formed mouth. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!"

The guy turned to her and smiled at the sight of her.

'Tomoyo was right' She thought. 'He is pretty hot...but I've seen better.'

"It's alright." The guy said. "But I'd feel sorry for your drink there." He pointed to the puddle of pink tinged liquid; little black bulbs peaking through and the plastic cup that seemed so cute now dead, empty and almost ugly.

"Awwee!" Sakura groaned as she went over the grab napkins, knowing the guy would watch her graceful movements. She turned band and- Yes! He was watching. She bent down and wiped up the spill, working a somewhat 'bend and snap' flex…but less tacky.
"And I liked that drink, too." Sakura sighed as she finished up.

Tomoyo and the guy watched her, although her best friend tried to remain out of sigh. The guy picked up the plastic cup off the ground and threw it out for her.

"Well," He started. "I could get you another drink."

"Oh really? No, no. You couldn't do that!" Sakura smiled earnestly. "It was my fault, I should look more carefully where I'm going."

"No, no!" He raised his hand. "It's alright. I can get you another drink with a meal. Say…tomorrow? At 1 o' clock."

"Okay." Sakura nodded. "Here? Same spot, same place then?"

"Yeah, sure!" The boy nodded in disbelief of what just happened. "By the way, my name is Izumi. Takabaro Izumi."

Sakura giggled. "Mine's Kinomoto Sakura." Sakura replied. "I'll see you later, Takabaro. Tomorrow!" She winked and her and Tomoyo walked off.

"I told you he was an easy one." Tomoyo smiled down at Sakura. Sakura was back to her normal state, in her bored mood.

"Yeah, but I had to sacrifice my drink." She frowned, and Tomoyo continued to laugh. "And geez! I look awful right now." Sakura ran her hand through her hair like she did before.

"Oh please Sakura!" Tomoyo rolled her eyes.

"Ask any guy right now and they'd completely disagree."

"She's right you know." A strong voice interrupted in front of them. And there in front of the two sexiest girls were the two hottest guys.

The guy that interrupted their conversation had clean navy hair and wore glasses. It wasn't a big turn off as you expected. In fact, it made him look cool and mysterious. His hands were shoved lazily in his jean pockets, lifting up the rim of his blue shirt. His friend was absolutely mouth watering, and even more delicious leaned up against the wall with his crossed arms; deep brown hair falling into his eyes, in a messy manner.

They looked as though they had been waiting for the girls.

"Syaoran! Hiiragazawa!" Sakura was surprise to see the two boys there. Suddenly, her mood was no longer bored, but excited. "What are you guys doing here?"

"It's the mall." Syaoran Li answered as though it was obvious. "The sanctuary for girls. And since it's your sex's sanctuary, and us, males, are attracted to you, females, it's only natural for this place to be our sanctuary as well."

"So, you were looking for me, huh?" Sakura smiled raising her eyebrows teasingly, although she'd like it to be true. She was reading between the lines, but Syaoran was really being straight to the point. Syaoran didn't answer. Eriol Hiiragazawa, however, turned to Tomoyo and smiled at her.

"I was looking for you." Eriol neared Tomoyo. She smiled and didn't move at all.

"I bet you were. And how long were you and Li waiting here?"

"Real long" Eriol sighed. "A good half an hour-"

"Don't lie Eriol." Syaoran grunted. "We were coming this way when we spotted Kinomoto talking to some guy, then you girls walked toward us." He told them.

"Okay, so I exaggerated a bit. But, we still were sorta waiting for them."

"It was like five seconds." Syaoran snapped. "And Eriol wanted to surprise you, Daidouji, as much as I told him you wouldn't like it."

Tomoyo smirked and Eriol laughed haughtily.

"Anyways, I'd have to agree with my Tomoyo here, Kinomoto." Eriol went on ignoring the girl's defiant remarks about her and this man. "Awful is the last thing you are. Ha! Sakura Kinomoto looking awful…" Sakura laughed and thanked him, who now was having a teasing-argument with her best friend. She decided to turn to the surly-mood Syaoran Li. He was still in the position she had first spotted him in.

Sakura's hands held each other behind her back shyly as she neared the boy slowly.

"Don't you think I look awful, Syaoran?"

Syaoran didn't look at her, he was too busy being ignorant. Sakura sighed and now placed her hands on her hips.

"Why do you do this to me?" Sakura confronted him getting a little upset. "Don't you like me? What do I have to do to get you?"

Syaoran plastered a smirk on his face. It annoyed and charmed Sakura at the same time.

"You have to do a lot better than what you're doing now." He said to her…only.

There was a small silence where Sakura and Syaoran could hear Eriol and Tomoyo's conversation.

"What kind of bubble tea is that?" He asked the pretty girl.

"Taro."

"Can I have some?" He grabbed her cup and chugged some down after handing it back to her. Tomoyo was now upset. "That was good. Especially cause your lips were on it." Eriol teased, leaning in to kiss her. Tomoyo pushed his revolting face out of her way.

"Eriol!" Syaoran's voice got through his best friend's head. Eriol turned to look at him grudgingly. "Let's go."

Eriol took one last look at the sour Tomoyo.

"Fine. See you later Tomoyo…" He charmingly smiled as he turned to follow Syaoran.

"In your dreams." The girl mumbled, and to her misfortune, Eriol heard this.

"Ah, sooner than I thought. I expected a Monday but tonight is a nice idea." And you could see the colour of the two seventeen-year-olds' clothes in the distance getting smaller and merging with the crowds, the way the girls came from.

Tomoyo began to stomp off huffing and puffing. Sakura followed in thought.

"Urgh! Hiiragazawa…" Tomoyo went on first of how dense and overly-confident he was, then to how he was smart sometimes and real sweet, then to how really cute and hot- and how she just wants a piece of him! Yum! Then Tomoyo went back to saying she wasn't interested in him.

Sakura didn't care at all really what Tomoyo was saying but nodded off continuously. It was better to let her friend blow it all off now. Especially when Sakura wasn't truly there.

Her mind was on the fading memory of Syaoran Li's dark brown hair to his black shoes in fine detail.

Any guy. Any male. You name them and she'll get them. You just keep count for her.
Hey, a girl can only do so much, right?
But him. Why couldn't she get him to notice her? He didn't absorb her every move and detail of her like other guys. And he was involved in the same game she was! And he didn't want The Sakura Kinomoto? She's hot, smart, right there!...Why wouldn't he want her?

Do a lot better…do a lot better he says. What the hell is that supposed to mean?

She was going to make him crawl; Craving, like a man driven crazy by hunger. Make him drool like the dog, or wolf, he was. He was going to submit to her and he wasn't going to resist.

'I'll make you want me.' Sakura thought fiendishly. This was a promise to herself. She was not about to give up that hott bastard, that swooned other girls than her. No way.