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Nyte5 here :)
new story
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Sakura tapped her pen anxiously on the wooden desk. Tap! Her pink, shiny pen bounced off the desk and onto the floor. She bent down to pick it up. Today was her first day at Konoha High. Her older brother, Sasori, used to go here, and her other brother, Gaara, still does. She had heard many stories from Sasori; Gaara was never chatty. She heard about how slutty the girls are, how douche-y the boys are, and how dumb the teachers are. Nevertheless, she insisted on coming here. How else would she learn? She had been home-schooled until now; she had no idea how to fit in. That's why she had spent all summer watching movies about high school. In every movie, there was always a bitchy queen bee. Sakura prayed to herself that there wouldn't be. She had read every teen magazine she could get her hands on. She nervously fingered the buttons on her cardigan. Even though she had managed to convince her overprotective mom to let her go to school at KHS, she still had to wear babyish, old-fashioned clothes. To be exact, a pink cardigan with teddies on the back, a frumpy, brown, knee-length skirt, and clumpy brown shoes. All the models in Seventeen's Back to School Issue wore tight jeans or short skirts. She looked nothing like them. She wore her pink hair in pigtails. Pigtails. She could feel the girls in her class giggling at her ugly clothes and unsophisticated hair. Observing her classmates, it was obvious she wouldn't fit in. She watched a pretty blonde strut around the classroom, prancing around in a leather miniskirt and bronze high heels. There was a group of equally pretty girls following the said blonde, hanging on to her every word. Boys crowded around the blonde girl. She flirted with them, fluttering her eyelashes and tossing her pale, blonde, super straight hair. Sakura had begged her mom to allow her to wear her hair loose, but her mom had looked at her as if to say 'NO FUCKING WAY!'. But then again, her mom would never swear. A boy with his hood pulled over his head walked to her desk. Maybe he was new and shy, like her. The boy stopped walking in front of her, and slouched against the wall. Sakura had chosen a seat at the back, so she wouldn't seem like a suckup. "You're in my seat," said the boy. His low voice was quiet and barely audible. The blonde girl followed him, and her group followed her. A redhead with an uneven haircut squealed at the sound of his voice. He was obviously very popular. "Oh, sorry!" Sakura exclaimed. She knelt down again to pick up her bag. She stuck her hand out eagerly. "I'm Sakura, Sakura Haruno. I'm new here,". The boy stared at her hand like it was a slug. He didn't extend his own. "Number one, I don't give a damn about who you are, just get the hell outta my seat. Number two, keep your hand to yourself. I don't want nerd disease," His hood slipped off. He had dark, dark eyes and inky blue hair. When his eyes caught the light, Sakura could see a flash of crimson. She understood why he was so popular. She widened her green eyes at him. He might be popular, but he's so rude. "Actually, I kinda like this seat. Do you mind?" She smiled sweetly. His eyes were flashing red again. The fan girls behind him cried out in anger."Yes, I fucking mind! Get outta my seat!" he yelled. His voice was slightly louder. She started tapping her pen on the desk again. She whistled a tune, staring at the empty board. "Hello?" he waved his pale hand in her face rudely. She slapped the hand away, and got back to whistling. The bell rang, emitting a shrieking noise that signaled the beginning of class. A tan, brown haired man walked inside the classroom. Sasuke scowled and took the seat next to her. The girls raced to the desk in front of him. The redhead and the blonde girl triumphiantly placed their designer handbags on the wooden seat. "Hi, I'm Iruka-sensei, as most of you already know. I'm your homeroom teacher this year," The man said confidently. He produced a list. "Aburame, Shino?" he called. A boy with dark glasses stood up. "Akimichi, Choji?" A plumper boy with red swirls on his cheeks waved his hand. "Haruno, Sakura?" Sakura stood up.
"Here, Iruka-sensei," she replied loudly. The class sniggered. Sakura blushed. She realized that doing what she did was so kiss-ass. "Ah, Sakura," said Iruka, smiling. "You're new, aren't you?" Sakura nodded shyly. "Does anyone have any advice for Sakura?" asked Iruka. "Anyone?" The blonde haired girl stood up. "I do," She smirked. Iruka nodded encouragingly. "Stop wearing clothes from Goodwill," she said confidently. Her groupies giggled hysterically. Iruka frowned. "Anyone have nice advice for Sakura?" No one raised their hands. Iruka shook his head disappointedly. "Hyuga, Hinata?" A girl with short black hair raised her hand. The list went on and on. "Uzumaki, Naruto?" A boy with spiky blonde hair stood up quickly. He jumped around excitedly. "Uchiha, Sasuke?" Sakura gasped. There was a Uchiha in her class? The Uchihas were incredibly rich and famous. Fugaku Uchiha was a billionaire. The boy next to her raised his hand lazily. He was the Uchiha? What. The. Hell. Iruka had already moved on. "Yamanaka, Ino?" The blonde girl raised her hand, blocking Sakura's view of the board. "Yuzu, Karin?" (AN: I made up a last name for Karin to make it easier to write about her.) The redhead with the jagged haircut stood up. Her leopard print skirt was incredibly short, providing Sakura with a disgusting view of a fat ass stuffed in a black lace thong. Karin turned around and hissed, "You lesbian, stop looking up my skirt," Sakura gagged. It's not like she wanted to see an elephant's butt. Sasuke smiled, and Karin, seeing his smile, blushed and purred "You can look all you want, Sasuke,". Sakura gagged again. Ew. Sasori wasn't joking about how hooker-y the girls were. Iruka-sensei started his annual lecture about school rules. The bell rang just as he was explaining the rules on bullying. "Class dismissed!" he yelled. Not that anyone heard him. Sakura rushed outside. She dumped all her books inside her locker. Ino, the blonde girl, walked up to her, followed by Karin, Ami, Hinata, and Tenten. "Hey, Sakura," said Ino. She seemed a little friendlier. Her sparkly top caught the light and shone onto Sakura's babyish clothes like a spotlight. Sakura smiled. Maybe Ino was just joking in class. "Hi, Ino," she replied. Ino smirked slightly, and put her hand on her hip. "Listen, I need to talk to you," she said. Sakura couldn't keep the surprised look off her face. Her? Ino, the most popular girl in her grade, need to talk to her? "Listen, back off from Sasuke, okay?" cut in Karin. Her squished face wrinkled up even more in anger. Sakura laughed out loud. Ooops. "What's so funny, forehead?" yelled Ami angrily. Sakura stopped laughing, and her hand flew to cover her larger-than-average forehead. "Shut up, Ami," said Ino calmly. Sakura gazed at the blonde in disbelief. Ino was standing up for her? "Don't be mean to the geek, I'm sure she's been tortured enough,". Right. By people like Ino Yamanaka. Sakura spun around and walked towards the vending machine. She dug around her bag for loose change. A red haired boy with icy blue eyes stood in front of her. "Sakura," he said. His voice was quiet, but everyone could hear him. "I warned you, didn't I. There are people like her everywhere," Gaara continued. Sakura felt tears sting her eyes. He saw that? Great. He would go blabbing to Sasori, and Sasori would tell Mom. "Gaara, butt out," she said. Gaara's black ringed eyes narrowed at his crying younger sister. She turned away, forgetting about buying a drink. "Mom is going to pull you out, you know," whispered Gaara. Sakura shook her head. "She will, if she knew half of what goes on around here," Gaara walked away. Sakura went back to her locker. She ignored Ino's giggling and Karin's twisted smile. Sakura took her English notebook out of her locker and slammed it shut. "Oooh, Mommy's little girl is getting pissed, huh?" taunted Ami. Tenten sniggered, but Hinata shot her a slightly sympathetic look. Karin jabbed the teddies on her cardigan with a manicured finger. "Hahaha, it's a teddy bear's picnic!" giggled Karin. "Are we invited to your tea party, Sakura?" Sakura felt tears in her eyes. Then she smirked. "No, Karin, sorry. It's skinny people only,". She giggled to herself and walked away. She ignored Karin's enraged screams and Ami stomping her feet. Sakura dug out her student's handbook to see where her next class was. M305. Where was M305? She tried walking while examining the school map. Suddenly, she fell to the ground. Her books were scattered everywhere across the floor. People pointed and giggled. She looked up. A guy with inky blue hair and black eyes stared down at her. Oh, crap.
Well that's it for this chapter! Next chapter coming soon...hope you liked it!
I'm gonna update really soon, kay?
Sayonara!
