Sakura's and Sasuke's Daughter
"Mom!" I yelled to my mother, Sakura.
A pink haired medical ninja came into the room quietly and asked, "What?"
"Just wondering if you got home," I said.
"Do you have any homework this weekend?" she questioned.
"A little but when does dad get home?" I asked.
"Monday," she said sitting down on my purple bed, and yawned, "Sasuke should be tired when he gets back so don't expect much alright?"
"I know," I said, "Hey I was wondering if maybe I could go to a party tonight at Joni's house."
She looked stunned and said, "Sure, do you want some help picking out an outfit?"
"If you're not too tired…" I said.
She smirked and said, "Abby, I could never be too tired for this." She walked over to my closet and asked, "So what kind of party is it?"
I brushed my pink hair from my pitch black eyes, and said, "Fancy, everybody's wearing a dress, it's kind of like a dance."
"Hm…" she said scanning me, and then my closet. There were a lot of dresses in there that Sakura handed down to me since she grew out of them, or just spontaneously bought for me because she thought they would look good on me.
She did so for a while until she screeched, as I jerking from the sudden noise in the silence. Sakura grabbed a pink, and black dress, that was cropped short way before the knee.
"Whoa, that's to short," I said.
"No it's not, it just looks short," she said, and demanded, "Put it on."
"No," I stated.
"Do it," she demanded again.
"No," I screamed.
"Yes," she said putting the black dress on my bed, and was about to started undressing me.
"Stop," I snapped. She did and I continued, "I'll do it myself, if you get out."
"Fine, fine," she said walking out of the room, and closing the door.
Sighing, I slipped out of cloths, and into the dress. When I was done I stared at my reflection, in my full length mirror. It did look good on me, there was a long pink belt which went across my chest, and tied in the back. I mumbled, "It's too short."
Sakura burst into my room and stared in aw at me, and said, "I knew it."
"It's too short," I stated.
Not caring she ran over to me, and fawned over my dress mumbled, "So cute."
"It's not that short," she said.
"For me it is," I replied.
"Well for me, it's long," she stated.
Sighing, I looked at my clock. It was 7:35, my eyes widened and I said, "I'm late!"
"What time does it start?" she asked.
"7:30," I stated nervously running around for my purse.
"Calm down, you aren't late," she said.
"Yes I am," I snapped.
"Here let me give you a little lesson," Sakura said taking me by my shoulders, and sitting me down on my bed facing her, "The later the better, why do you think they call it fashionably late?"
"What?" I questioned confused.
"Be late, and you're in with the cool kids," she stated, "But give them a hard time, and you're pretty much set for life in the high ranking of high school popularity."
Her pager beeped, and she quickly looked at it. Sighing she said, "I've got to go, but be home by 1:00pm tomorrow."
Winking, she left and I followed her advice. I turned on some music, and started reading a magazine.
After a while I got bored, and found random ways to distract myself from the time slipping away into the night. I decided to write a note to my parents, so that if I die at this party they know about the random stuff I like, to do, and how much I loved them.
After I looked up at the clock, and it was 8:48pm. I stood up thinking that it was late enough, and grabbed my purse, and keys. I spinned out the door, and pranced to my mustang happily.
I drove there blasting music in my car, until I could see there was nowhere to park. The whole street was practically booked with cars, but I had the privilege of knowing the hostess, so I could park in her driveway, without anyone caring. When I got out of the car I could hear the music inside beating loudly, and a few people yelling along to the song.
I pushed on the doorbell, and immediately the door opened for me. A really hot guy greeted me with a full body check, and a, "Hey."
"Hey," I said slipping inside the house. I could feel his stare on my back, but I didn't turn around.
"Abby!" I heard my best friend, Joni, yell through the music. I turned towards her voice, and was embraced tightly by a pale girl, with pitch black hair, and glazed over white eyes.
"Hey," I greeted her casually.
"So how awesome is my party?" she yelled to me through the blasting music.
"It's great!" I yelled back casually.
"Oh my god where did you get that dress?" she screeched holding me by my shoulders.
"In my closet!" I yelled.
"I know that but where did you buy it?" she questioned as three popular girls strode up to us, pushing Joni out of the way.
"Oh my god where did you get that dress?" a pure blonde yelled smiled at me, "It's so cute!"
"Thanks," I yelled as two boys came up to the group pushing Joni out further, and making a circle around me.
"Hey," a brown haired boy yelled taking me in, "Why were you so late to the party?"
I sucked in my breath, and remembered what my mom told me and said, "I was busy," and I didn't care to elaborate, and finished the conversation with, "Excuse me."
Joni was watching the group I just came from stare at me, while talking attempting to talk to Ashley. Multi-tasking wasn't her greatest skill.
"Hey," I said proudly of what I accomplished.
"What was that about?" she asked worried.
"They were just talking to me," I stated as the music lowered in sound. Chatter filled in around us, and we could hardly hear the song.
"Oh," she said.
"Yup," I said simply.
"But..." she trailed off and smiled behind me.
I looked towards her stare and saw that one of the guys who were interrogating me back there had walked up to me, me, the weird, klutzy, brain-e-ack, who had serious undiscovered powers inherited from the Uchiha clan.
"You're Abby Uchiha right?" he questioned.
His crystal blue eyes seeped into mine quickly and sent my heart racing. His blond hair was messily side swept across his face, and ever so often fell into the eyes I loved so much.
"Ya, that's me," I managed to say without squeaking.
"I'm Brice," he stated extending his hand, and added, "It's a pleasure."
I took his hand, and felt the warm pulse of his heart through my body as I said, "Pleasure's all mine."
We smiled at each other for a while still holding hands until Joni interrupted, with a small cough breaking the moment, and turning it into reality. He too seemed to be surprised, and aquardly we both pulled back our hands.
"This is Joni, she's the hostess," I stated as Joni stuck out her hand quickly, I didn't really know why I was talking so formally, but it was just my mood toady I guess.
"Nice to meet you Brice," she immediately said shaking his hand firmly.
"You too, you too," he said laughing a little.
