Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Contrast ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

The eternal blaze shone down on the sweet blueberry earth. A slight fall breeze rustled colored trees as dead leaves danced toward the calm sidewalk below. A blur of black sped past as the squeak of wheels attacked your ears.

The soft melody of a light tune flowed through small, round earpieces.

"Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where no one notices the contrast of white on white."

A tiny pink hand shoved a Sony CD player into a large pouch. A bulky black hoody swayed with the movement as the small wheels of a black skateboard rushed over cracked asphalt.

"and in between the moon and you angels get a better view of the crumbling differences between wrong and right."

A medium sized foot kicked the cool ground as the skateboard gained a faster pace. The small hand which pushed the Sony into it's hiding tugged a loaming hood closer to a smooth cheek. Dull emerald eyes twinkled in the light as they peered under the buggy cloth.

"Round here we always stand up straight. Round here something radiates."

The board made a sharp right turn as the shriek of protesting wheels attacked the air. Two large metal gates flew by as the figure flew past different types of teens.

"Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand. She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis. She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land. Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus. She parks her car outside of my house. Takes her clothes off. Says she's close to understanding Jesus"

Darkly dressed teens stared at her as dark night black lips twisted toward the sky. Thin, weak geeks coward together as large poorly dressed boys passed by eyeing their pathetic prey. A group of finely dressed sluts hung on handsome boys arms. Ugly underclassmen stared at them with longing. The wanted group turned their attention to the rider.

"Hey there goes our favorite caption." a whorish cheerleader hissed as she tightened her hold on a muscular boy. The others in the circle snickered as the figure turned it's attention to the road in front of it's path.

"She knows she's more that just a little misunderstood. She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous."

The figure kicked the back of the board violently as it popped up and flew over a plastic trash can carrying the figure with it. As the board made contact with the cement the figure again kicked the back of the board this time flipping it up into it's arms.

"Round here we're carving our own names. Round here we all look the same. Round here we take just like lions. But we sacrifice the lambs. Round here she's slipping through me hands."

It's feet pounded into large, steep steps as hoots and howls of other classmates rang over the commotion. As the figure approached two double doors boys dressed like it passed by nodding in identification. The doors burst open as the figure strolled through crowded high school halls. It's eyes darted from side to side seeing the large punk bullies beating the nerds they eyed outside the building. A beautiful popular couple picked on a self conscious new girl that tried her best to block them out. Gloths contemplated death and speak of how the poplars should be hung in the cafeteria.

"Sleeping children got to run like the wind. Out of the lightning dream. Moma's little baby better get herself in out of the lightning. She says "shhh…I know it's only in my head."

Lockers passed in uniformity until a locker with the word 'rouge' in bold black paint caught the attention of everyone. The figure stopped in front of the metal door. Again thin fingers dabbled with a sliver lock as it sprung to life opening it's hold on the door. The locker door flew open as pictures of Linkin Park, Metallica, Pantera, and counting crows swayed in the rush of air. The figure snatched a thick purple Algebra book and slammed the door back into the wall.

"But the girl on the car in the parking lot says: "man, you should try to take a shot. Can't you see my walls are crumbling>" Then she looks up at the building and says she's thinking of jumping says she's tired of life: she must be tired of something round here."

The figure ambled into a dirty room with walls of yellow and brown which at one time was pearl white. Block fluorescent lights buzzed as paper balls sailed through the air. The solemn figure came and plopped into a hard wood chair.

"She's always on my mind. Round here I got lots of time. Round here we're never sent to bed early. Nobody makes us wait. Round here we stay up very very late."

The figure pulled out the CD player and pressed a square button. The blue cover then sprang open as the slender finger pushed it up. A counting crows CD law in its core as the fingers plucked it from it's holding. The CD was placed into a plastic case and shoved into the pouch as a serious old man opened the side door.

"Morning class." the teacher greeted his class as he sped to his desk and set his briefcase down. His salt and pepper hair was combed over to hide the receding hair line. Thick brown oval glasses hid his black eyes as they flashed in the morning sunlight.

"Morning" The class replies like every other day.

"OK lets take attendance. Amezka Narozu"

"Here"

"Breda Sluko"

"Here"

"Kinomoto Sakura" the elder man looked around his sea of student. "Kinomoto Sakura" He then spotted a girl staring at her CD's which she had brought to drown out his rambling. "KINOMOTO SAKURA!"

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT? Damn. Annoying piece of shit. " the girl screamed back as she glared straight into his eyes. A blaze could be seen in his wrinkled eyes as the class erupted into whispers and giggles.

"Are you here?" the teacher asked, annoyance playing at his voice.

"No I'm sleeping in my bed at home. What do you think?" She replied in a sarcastic tone. The class laughed as the elder man's face reddened.

"THAT'S IT, OUT! NOW!" the teacher hollered as he pointed to the door. "And you can make your way to the principals office while your out there." The girl known as Sakura smacked her lips as she got up and walked out of the class.