Okay, so as I said in the summary, I based this off of 'A Cinderella Story' starring Hillary Duff, because I thought it'd be cute if it happened in Naruto. Yes, it's cheesy, I know. Yes... it's probably illegal that I'm doing this... I'm sorry if it is, but ignorance of the law is no excuse. Please don't kill me for the OC, I'll try to make her not so mary sue. If it ends up that writing a story like this is illegal, would someone inform me so that police don't come busting down my door and taking away my computer as criminal evidence? That would be bad... I'm not the only person who uses this computer... Anyway... i have to do the disclamer I guess, so here it is.

I do not own Naruto. I do not own 'A Cinderella Story' starring Hillary Duff. There. I've said it... Don't be stupid enough to think that I could actually created either story of my own accord. And now... to the story

Chapter 1:

"Tell me again, Shikamaru, why you think I need one of these instant messanger accounts?" Sasuke Uchiha asked, standing next to Shikamaru Nara, his best friend, as he typed away on Sasuke's computer.

"Because it's easier to get a hold of people when you have instant messanger. And it costs less than texting someone," Shikamaru said.

"Yeah, well I don't know how much time you expect me to spend on this stuff," Sasuke said, folding his arms over his chest.

"Here, type in a password. Then you'll be set. I'll give you everyone's IM screen names," Shikamaru said as Sasuke typed in a password and was sent to a new screen, "you just add them to this column, and when they come online, they'll appear in this column," he added, pointing everything out on the screen. He checked his watch, "I gotta split, but I'll email you everyone's screen name. Don't have time to type them out right now. See ya'," he said, thumping Sasuke on the back and walking out the door.

Sasuke started to walk away from his computer, but stopped and turned back to it. He sat down, then started to explore the chat rooms, not saying anything to anyone, just watching. After five minutes or so of exploring, he found a chatroom titled 'Konoha High Chats'. He entered, and watched the chat for a few minutes. He looked over the active members of the chat, trying to guess whose screen name belonged to who in real life. TwinDragon – well that was obviously Tenten, his girlfriend. She was the only girl in the school so obsessed with dragons. FanoftheSand, that was probably Temari, Tenten's best friend. Sasuke rolled his eyes when he thought about Temari. She wore her hair in four pigtails and always carried around a hand fan with three purple dots on it. He continued to read the screen names, linking a name to every screen name but one. "PrincessCinderella?" he read aloud, and clicked on the name to see if an information card came up.

Instead, a chat box came up, and after a few seconds, Sasuke saw an automated message at the bottom of the chat screen. 'PrincessCinderella is typing'. He blinked as her response blinked up on the screen.

PrincessCinderella: Who is this?

Sasuke was about to close the box, but tilted his head to the side and put his fingers on his keyboard.

RedEyesBlackTears: I don't know, depends on who this is.

PrincessCinderella: I'm exactly who my sn says I am.

RedEyesBlackTears: Cinderella is a fairytale character. You go to Konoha High, don't you? Aren't you a little old to believe in fairytales?

PrincessCinderella: It's better than thinking red eyes produce black tears.

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. RedEyesBlackTears: You think you're funny, don't you?

PrincessCinderella: No. But I'm curious. What's the story behind your screen name? Why RedEyesBlackTears?

RedEyesBlackTears: Why do you wanna know?

PrincessCinderella: I'm just curious. It's kind of got a dark theme behind it. Maybe poetic?

RedEyesBlackTears: Maybe I just like the sound of it.

PrincessCinderella: I'm not saying it's bad. I think it's pretty cool, actually. Just not what most people at Konoha High would view as... acceptable.

Sasuke leaned back in his chair. He was curious now to know who this girl was.

RedEyesBlackTears: No. But for a while, I haven't really cared what's acceptable. Got any suggestions why?

PrincessCinderella: Is this supposed to be a test or something?

RedEyesBlackTears: No. I don't know myself. I was wondering if you would have any insight.

PrincessCinderella: Well... do you have a lot of friends?

RedEyesBlackTears: ... Yeah... tons. why?

PrincessCinderella: Maybe you're just bored of the normal. You want to shake things up a bit, so you're subconciously trying to do the unacceptable to make it acceptable... does that make sense?

Sasuke read over the last sentence a few times, wondering why it summed up what he felt better than he could have ever put it.

RedEyesBlackTears: Yeah... yeah that's exactly how I feel. How'd you do that?

PrincessCinderella: Do what?

RedEyesBlackTears: You practically read my mind. That was amazing.

PrincessCinderella: You just asked me what I thought, so I told you. I wasn't going to tell you this, but I feel the same way. Sorry, but I have to get off. My connection is about to be cut, but talking to you was fun. Goodbye

RedEyesBlackTears: Yeah... bye.

A tab popped up at the bottom of Sasuke's computer, announcing that PrincessCinderella signed off. "That was interesting," Sasuke said, standing up and looking at his watch.

He'd talked to her for only five minutes, and he hated to admit it to himself, but he wished she hadn't gotten off. He shook his head and told himself that it was just to find out who she was. He was going out with Tenten. They'd been voted Konoha's most likely to make it through college three years in a row. He rolled his eyes. If only the school could see her when they weren't watching. He had to admit it to himself, even, that she was slightly phycotic. Though he'd never tell her that. She'd throw a fit, threaten to break up with him (which was actually fine with him at this point), then come crawling back begging him to forgive her. Cinderella was right. Sasuke was sick of it. He sighed as he lay back on his bed, his hands behind his head, and fell asleep.

Well... not exactly the same way they met in 'A Cinderella Story' but I don't want to go by it line by line. Tell me what you think... flames accepted but not appreciated. Sorry for the current pairing (SasuTen... never heard of it and don't like it so far) ... but you'll see where Ino and Sakura are in the next chapter... It's their perfect part