Secrets: a naruto fanfic
DD18: hello everyone how are you? Well I know that you might want me to update my other fanfic, but I suddenly found this story I started like, 3 years ago in my first year of high school and thought, 'why don't I turn this into my first naruto fanfic?' so that is what I am doing.
Sakura: DD, how come you finally are using this story?
DD18: because I just barely joined fan fiction thanks to my friends. So hush!
Naruto: will I be with sakura-chan?!
DD18: no! You will be with hinata or so help me you will never be hokage in any of my stories!
Sasuke: hn.
DD18: ugh….. You and your dang 'hn'.
Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever own naruto. That glorious honor goes to the guy who wrote it… I don't know how to spell his name correctly so please don't hurt me! All I own is the plot, and maybe an OC that may or may not show up in this story…..
'bleh'=thinking normal
'bleh'=inner sakura
'bleh'=shukaku
"bleh"=talking
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Chapter one
Sakura p.o.v.
I opened the door. Palms sweating, heart racing, legs shaking, head spinning. It's just high school. Right? Wrong. High school is a torture chamber, a poisonous needle, or death. No, high school is worse than death. At least in my opinion. I am a sophomore in high school, and it stinks. It's the first day back, only at a new school. I had transferred from konoha prep, to suna academy. My new school required itchy uniforms, too-short skirts, and too-tight sweaters. Not to mention the two sizes too small black shiny shoes. Everybody was expected to wear the uniform in protocol fashion. Except the teachers. They mocked us by wearing jeans and comfortable t-shirts, whereas us students were forced to squeeze into our uniforms, day after day. Week by week, month by month, and eventually, year by year.
Everybody seemed to stare at me as I walked toward the front office. What? Did they think I was an alien? Sure I stand out with my pink hair and green eyes…. But they are natural people! Blame my creepy aunt yuki who I got the pink hair from. I never knew why kids always treated me different, but I guess that was the curse I was born with. Nobody treated me like this in konoha…. But I guess that's what happens when you move to a new school, new home, with family you never even knew you had. My name is haruno sakura, I am 15 years old, and this is my story on how I survived high school. Well, sort of.
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DD18: well how did you guys like chapter one of my story, secrets?
Sakura: eh I guess it was ok…
Naruto: aww only sakura-chan was in it!
Sasuke: dobe shut up. DD is still thinking of the rest of the story.
DD18: thank you sasuke. That was… surprisingly nice of you….. anyway… please rate and review! XD