A/N: This is my first GaaraMatsuri fanfic, and I don't understand why people hate Matsuri so much. She's better then most characters in Naruto. Anyway, I do not own Naruto or any characters mentioned in the story or Taylor Swift's song 'Teardrops On My Guitar' which inspired the story. Read and review please. Sorry for any OOCness.
Gaara opens his locker just to slam it shut agian. I look at him, raising an eyebrow. He sighs and re-opens his locker, before locking it shut agian. "What's wrong Gaara?" I ask him. He turns and smiles at me softly, and then the locker opens on it's own.
"Nothing big Matsuri. Sasuke-bastard just started on me 'cos I didn't bring the football in to gym." Gaara says, before slamming his locker shut.
"What did Naruto do?" I ask as I walk next to Gaara, both of us going to Drama.
"Yelled at Sasuke, got punched in the gut." Gaara stuffles in a laughter. I do to, imagining Naruto Uzumaki get puched sqaure in the gut by Sasuke Uchiha. "Oh Matsuri. You've got to meet this girl. Her name's Sakura Haruno." He smiles at her name. I sigh mentally.
Sakura Haruno used to be bullied. Badly. Then she made friends with Gaara and began dating him, unaware of my feelings for the redhead.
That's why every smile I give Gaara is a fake smile. I don't want him to see my feelings. He's my best friend. It'd be...weird!
"Hey, Mats, do you know the answer to this?" Gaara asks me in the libary.
"What's the question?"
"When there's a lose pound on the lose, who do you call?" He asks as we look for books.
"Who?"
"The coppers!"
I burst out laughing, but then the libiarian, Anko, hushes us. I smile, mouth sorry to Anko and turn back to Gaara. He smiles, then starts to talk about Sakura.
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right. Does he know he's all I think about at night?
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar, notebook, clothes. I love Gaara No Sabaku, but he loves Sakura Haruno. I can't really blame her. I'm not a girl who likes to hold grudges agianst people (unless they hurt one of my friends on purpose). I guess I just have bad luck.
"So Matsuri, I was thinking of dumping Sakura." Gaara says, as I gasp. My dark onyx eyes widen.
"Why?" I ask him, my hair blowing in front of my eyes. He suddenly grasps my hand - a hand that fits perfectly with his- and smiles.
"I think...I like some one else, Matsuri. Her name begins with 'mat' and ends in 'suri'." He whispers and I blush.
He looks at me, I give a smile so he won't see.
A/N: Sorry it's short and I don't mean to bash Sakura. I'm a Sakura fan, so I don't mean to bash her in any way. I don't own anything but the plot.