" Get up, you fat lard."

I groaned and swatted at the person who was hovering around my head. They deserved a serious beating for waking me up at such ungodly hours, let alone to call me what…a fat lard? Really?

I slowly opened my eyes and found myself face to face with a triumphant-looking Tenten, mouth full to the brim with apple as some drool dribbled victoriously down her chin.

I have the most graceful best friend.

She gently grabbed my arm, slowly dragging me off my bed until I slumped onto the floor with a loud thud. The sun was shining in through my window; blinding me and from the other side of the wall I could hear Naruto singing his heart out as a pan sizzled.

I don't know why they thought it was ok – or even normal – to let themselves into my house while I was sleeping, but I shrugged it off. I couldn't really actually do anything about it (and I sort of really loved it.)

I ran into my bathroom and tossed the oversized shirt over my head and into the pile of clothes that was slowly forming in the lefthand corner. I poked at it tentatively, pretty sure there was something living in there by now, but I couldn't be bothered to bend over and check.

I hopped into the shower and heard Naruto open the door and brush his teeth as I turned on the water. You know, like that's totally normal. Then again, oddly enough, it was.

" Hey honeybunch, I made you some wonderful breakfast this morning! I left it on the table for you. Also- you ran out of shampoo yesterday so I bought you some from home! Today's a big day, I want all the best from you! ".

I chuckled lightly to myself. My friends were such nerds. I mean, for Gods sakes, I was perfectly good at taking care of myself right?

" No, you're not. You're physically incompetent, your cooking sucks shit, and you always forget to go shopping."

I groaned, which made him laugh. He knew me so well. It was annoying, really. I hopped out of the shower and into the huge towel he was holding out for me.

"Danke schon!" I called out, running into my room where Tenten was eating. My breakfast.

" I hate you!" I groaned, watching as she slowly chewed my beloved pancakes. And eggs. And toast. And drank my orange juice.

She smiled cheekily and shrugged. "You don't have time, love, you're gonna be late! " She pointed to my alarm clock, emphasizing her point.

I only had about ten minutes before it was time to leave my apartment and go halfway across Kohona to take what would hopefully be my last exams before I could start medical school.

If I didn't fail.

I ran into my closet and threw on some skinnies, a plain white tanktop and a dark blue button up cardigan. I slipped on some ankle high plaid shoes and monumentally failed at putting on my makeup.

"It squiggles right there." Naruto pointed out, popping up behind me. My face fell.

"I noticed thanks."

He picked me up and put me on his feet, facing out. He rgabbed both my hands and started walking around, holding up my hands and making swooshing sounds.

" I am an angry little person" he said, imitating my voice.

"NARUTO LET GO OF ME!" I screamed back, trying to get down so I could leave on time.

" Tonight I will go paintballing with my lovely Naruto." He continued.

" Just put me down, okay?" I asked again, torn between laughter and anger.

" Just say yersh." He said, in a weird accent which made me crack up.

" Naruto, just-"

" Yerssshh." He repeated.

" Fine!" I exclaimed, and he let go of me with a satisfied look on his face.

I grabbed my bag and made my way towards the door. Tenten ran up to me and grabbed me into a hug.

"Make me proud, Sakura." She said and slid something into my pocket.

I kissed her on the cheek and grabbed an apple from the table before tossing open the door and running down the stairs. I made it into the street and fell into a casual jog.

Naruto opened my window and popped his head out, along with Tenten.

" Run, fattie, run!" They cheered on.

I stuck my tongue out at them and they laughed. I turned back towards the street and found myself face to face with an old couple who were staring at me incredibly disapprovingly.

I chuckled awkwardly and hid my face as I picked up the pace. I had enough time to make it a few minutes early, hopefully to make a better impression on my exam director this time.

Just as I was starting to run again, I heard some footsteps hurry up behind me. Paranoid, I went a little quicker. I looked from side to side. Oh, dear Lord.

Was today really the day?

I turned around and gagged: a middle-aged, stumpy homeless looking man with half a beard (yes, I did say half) and what seemed to be one long dreadlock was winking and me and trying to catch up with my steps.

I gulped.

I didn't have time for this.

I turned my jog into a full-on sprint. He did too. Joy.

I raced him down the street, avoiding his swatting hands as I swerved into my examination courtyard.

I reached the door and ran into the lobby, slamming it behind me. His arms were both stuck, and I spent an entire minute avoiding his hands and trying to keep him out. I was leaning against the door, back to it, pushing with all my might and grunting with the effort.

I'm pretty sure I cursed a few times as he grabbed my hair, but I finally got him out of my way.

Crazy homeless man…

I turned around and dusted myself off. At least I was on time, right? I turned around once more to make sure he hadn't climbed in through the window (which, honestly, at this point I wouldn't put past him) and sighed.

I took a step forwards and found myself buried into someone's chest.

Well isn't that awkward.

I moved out of the way and excused myself, blushing slightly.

"Sorry!" I gushed, side-stepping " I just…sorry."

I looked up to see who it was and froze.

Oh, no.