A/N: This is my first story. x.x; Please be nice. Critiquing welcomed. Enjoy! ((P.S, if you don't like Sakura-centric stories, DO NOT READ.))

Disclaimer-I don't own Naruto, or MSI's Straight to Video, or Let Go-Red

-Chapter One- Normal POV

Beep.

Beep.

Beeeeee-SMACK!

A tired Haruno Sakura just busted her alarm clock. 'Ugh. That's the 15th one this month…' she inwardly whined. 'I might as well get ready for school.' She thought, slowly rising and arching her back until she heard a satisfying crack. Sakura turned on her silver iPod nano and placed it on her iHome, playing full blast.

((Straight to Video-Mindless Self Indulgence.))

All aboard,

Hit the road,

All the bullshit,

Can't be ignored,

Hard to place,

In my face,

No emotion,

Sakura hopped into the shower and washed her hair with apple scented hair products. Afterwards, she soaped up her body with cinnamon and spearmint scented body wash. 'I wonder if this school will be anything like in Yuki…' she wondered, shutting off the water and wrapping herself in a plush red towel. Sakura walked out of her bathroom and into her room. She sang along with her favorite part of the song, while searching through her drawers.

All the problems make me wanna go,

Like a bad girl straight to video,

Little darling welcome to the show,

You're a failure played in stereo,

"Hmm. Should I wear something they'll stereotype me by? Or …nah. I'll just wear what I wear. If they don't like it, they can screw themselves." Sakura thought out loud, brows furrowed. Finally, she found what she was looking for. When she was finished getting dressed, she looked at herself in the mirror. She definitely liked what she saw.

There, in the mirror, was a girl with butt-length petal pink hair with black tips, viridian eyes, and pale skin. She was dressed in faded black jeans that were tight, but not skinny jeans, a blood red tank top, and a black Panic! At the Disco hoodie on top. Her look was finished with black and white starred converse, and a studded belt hanging off her hips. She wore blood red lipstick, black eyeliner, mascara, and eye shadow. Voila! Perfect.

Sakura smiled to herself and gathered her bag, filling it with pencils, pens, paper, notebooks, her cell phone, strawberry chapstick, and her iPod. She went downstairs, made herself some toast, and grabbed her keys on her way out. Locking the door and finishing her toast, Sakura blew a kiss to her lonely apartment. Ever since her parents left, she'd been on her own. It wasn't that bad though, she made ends meet with money they left behind and a job. (Since she moved from Yuki, she needs to look for a job in Konoha.)

As Sakura started walking to school, she turned on her iPod and blasted 'Let Go' by Red.

Hey you!

Look what you do to me.

You bend and you bruise me.

Why are you trying to control me?

Arriving at school, Sakura turned off her iPod and put it in her pocket. She walked to the office, where she saw a black haired woman.

"Ohayogozaimasu! I'm here for my schedule." Sakura told the woman, a warm smile played on her face. The woman blinked, than a shy yet brilliant smile spread on her face.

"Ohayo. You must be Haruno Sakura-san?" she asked.

"Yes ma'am. I am she." Sakura replied.

"Here's your schedule, locker, locker combination, and gym uniform. Have a nice time here at Konoha Academy! If you need me, I am Shizune, Principal Tsunade's assistant." Shizune smiled again, handing Sakura said items.

"Thank you, Shizune-sama!" Sakura said, starting to make her way to her first class.

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Sakura's Schedule

Elective: Physical Education(Required)-Anko

History 102 (AP)-Danzou

Language Arts (AP) part A-Asuma

Lunch

Language Arts (AP) part B-Asuma

Trigonometry 102 (AP)-Kakashi

Chemistry 102 (AP)-Gai

Elective: Orchestra-Kurenai

Free Period

Elective: Choir(Required)-Kurenai

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Period 1:Phy. Ed with Anko

Sakura made her way to the girl's locker room, found her locker, and changed into the uniform. The uniform consisted of a blak tank top and red shorts.

'Oh, I hate gym. It makes me feel so bad about not being athletic..' she whined to herself, making her way into the gym.

Apparently, this would be a co-ed class, because along the walls and bleachers were boys and girls. Just from where she was, Sakura could see how divided the students were. Their groups were indeed set up already.

Sitting on the bleachers, there was a group of girls who had a snobbish aura about them. A skinny anorexic girl with blonde hair and blue eyes seemed to be the 'leader'. She was surrounded by a redhead with black 'cat eye' framed glasses, a purple haired girl with sapphire eyes, and a black haired girl with dark eyes.

Over in the middle wall section were the 'jocks', because they all were stretching and were getting hyped up. They consisted of a girl with brunette hair in two buns atop her head, a coffee headed boy with pale eyes, a boy with a bowl-cut and bushy eyebrows, and a girl with four pigtails.

To the left of the 'jocks', there was the 'Badass', trouble making kids. This group had a lot of boys. They were pretty much all HOT.

A cinnamon headed, hazel eyed boy with an angelic face leaned on the wall next to his seemingly 'best friend'. His friend had dark ebony hair, scarlet eyes with 3 black commas, and stress marks under his eyes. Though stress marks would look strange on any other person, they highlighted this guy's hotness! He seemed to be occasionally nodding at things the fire head was saying. Next, was a guy with a single, visible, sparkling sapphire eye. His other eye was covered by his blonde hair, which was pulled into a tight ponytail at the top of his head. Poking the blonde guy, was a platinum blonde haired guy with ….magenta eyes? His hair was slicked back, and from what Sakura could tell, he was rather crude. ((cougcough,hesworealot,coughcough)). Next to the crude guy was a normal looking black haired, black eyed kid; who was counting money. The only strange thing about him, was his 'greedy' aura. 'Better not touch his money..' Sakura thought. Moving on, her eyes scanned to a blue haired girl with a lot of piercings who was being held possessively by an auburn headed guy with as many piercings. Trying to poke the blue haired girl, was a short kid with spiky black hair and a childish demeanor. A blue haired, black beady eyed guy tried to hold the short kid back.

Sakura's eyes scanned over to the left of the 'Badasses', were the emo/scene kids. A boy with duck-butt hair and such dark blue eyes they looked black was glaring at the air in front of him. Leaning on the wall a few feet away from him, was a kid with fire red hair, thick eyeliner, and sea foam green eyes. (He was glaring at his fangirls across the room, near the snobs.) Lastly, there was a brown haired guy with his hood up, his face decorated with purple and black make up.

And in the corner, was the group of clowns. A spiky blonde haired kid with ocean eyes, a brown haired kid with red war paint and a dog, a large kid eating potato chips, and a pineapple headed kid.

And, standing lone, by herself, was a beautiful raven haired, violet-eyed girl. She was probably shy, since she looked as though she'd faint if someone glanced at her. Sakura decided she liked the girl, so she made her way over.

"Konichiwa! My name is Haruno Sakura." She said, her hand outstretched, with a warm smile.

"Konichiwa, Haruno-san," the girl replied, a shy smile tugging at her lips, "I am Hyuuga Hinata." Hinata finished, while taking Sakura's hand and giving it a squeeze.

"Let's be friends, okay Hinata-chan?" Sakura chimed, her eyes sparkling. Since Sakura was the only person who ever tried to approach the shy girl, Hinata truly wished to be friends with the petal headed girl.

CRASH

The gym door flew open off it's hinges. A whistle blew, and all attention was on a purple haired woman.

"It's a new year faggots! I am Anko, your physical education and health instructor! This class will be hell for you all if you don't participate, and it'll be easy if you cooperate. Now, today, you little shitaki mushrooms will be running the track! Start with 10 laps. Walk, run, crawl. I don't care. Just keep yourself moving. Ready? GO!" she jumped at the last word, her hand on her hip and the other in a 'V' sign, all the while sticking her tongue out.

Everyone sweatdropped, and started moving.

Sakura started running with Hinata, at a steady pace. Both girls were surprisingly fast runners with elegance the moon could envy.

The Ska-I mean, snobs, were walking and talking, busy oogling the 'hott, sexy, pieces of ass'. The jocks were all trying to be up front, running at insane speeds. They of course, were in front of everyone, Sakura and Hinata tailing them. The Badass guys were running and talking, glaring, being their stoic, weird selves. The Scemo ((Scene&Emo)) kids were walking with their arms crossed over their chests, some complaining about how Kami hates them, making them have to run.

"Hina-chan, would you like to come to my house after school?" asked Sakura.

"Hai, Saku-chan! But I must call father." Hinata smiled brightly, because this was her first friend. Ever. She didn't want to disappoint!

Meanwhile, a scarlet-eyed, ebony haired badass was watching Sakura's every move, as if his life depended on it. 'Interesting' He thought, narrowing his eyes, 'the new girl befriended the extremely shy Hyuuga girl. What else will she do?'. Switching his gaze to his cinnamon haired best friend.

"Hn. Sasori. The new girl." Itachi said, his voice soft and velvety. Sasori of course, being fluent in the language of 'Hn' understood perfectly. 'The new girl, Sakura. She's very interesting. Pay attention to her.'

"Hn." 'Yeah, she is. I will.' Sasori said, his voice angelic and silky. Itachi and Sasori looked at each other and exchanged a brief nod.

Somewhere near the back, a blonde haired blue-eyed pig was ranting to her lackeys.

"Ugh! Who does she think she is? Pink hair? That's the stupidest thing I've ever seen! And that forehead of hers is huge! Ew. Did you see her get up? She should at least try to fit in by wearing skinny jeans and ballet flats like us. Not that it'd help her, but still! She has no taste." Ino finished her rant, her perfectly pink manicured thumb digging into her palm. Choruses of "Psshyeah!", "Stupid freak!", "Pink bitch.", "Forehead freak!", and "Ino, you're sooo much sexier than she'll ever be!" were heard from her 'friends'. At this, Ino narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, then fixing a heated glare at the 'pink bitch'.

A/N: And so, there's the first chapter! ..; Any specific pairings? x3 I like to pair Sakura up with a lot of people, so if you don't like Sakura-centric stories, I already warned you. In a lot of fics, Ino is either the worst enemy or best friend. I broke up all the kunoichi, because I wanted Hinata to be Sakura's bestie. Who knows? Maybe Sakura will corrupt the clique system. ;D

Until next time!

Ja,

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