Hello everyone! Please, no flamers...this is my second fanfiction i've written/typed. QUESTION! I won't get sued for putting up a picture that I got in the depths of google images as this story cover, right? I'm too young for

this -.-" Oh well. Uh, well I hope you like this fanfiction! Sorry if it isn't to your liking. I apologize then. . . Oh, yeah! Before I forget, since I do not want to be sued anytime soon- Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. I don't own naruto in any way. All credit goes to Kishimoto. Except my character Emeli. I'll stop talking now. Anyways, here's the story~

A Cursed Destiny

"Come on Emeli! Just ask your mom!"

"What? No! And she's not my mother either!"

"Fine then. I'll just ask her myself!"

"Huh."

"Hey! I'm not bluffing!"

"I never said you were." Smirk

"God damn it all."

"I thought you were Christian."

"Nope! I only said that to keep the Christian people away from my door."

First Person POV

I mentally sighed as Rachel once again gave me "advice" on how to keep christians away from you as she scribbled down her signature in my yearbook.

"Here, sign my yearbook!" Another mental sigh.

"Okay. Give me it." I said tiredly.

Rachel handed me her yearbook.

"Dear Rachel," I started writing

"Have a great summer, and please, no more dirty jokes. And Blonde ones. Oh, and now that I think about it, no more gossip, tips, advice, guy talk, and breathing. Haha, jk." No. seriously, just die already.

Signed, Emeli.

I passed her yearbook back. Rachel snapped open the book and giggled.

"You're so funny, Ems!"

"I was being serious about that." I thought to myself.

"-about it?" Rachel finished.

Oops. Spacing out again.

"Sorry. Mind repeating that again?" I asked boredly.

"Well, I was asking if you were going to the dance with Michael or Mason!"

Dance? Pass.

"I'm not going to the dance Rachel." I replied, irritated just by the thought of it.

Dances. A place where hormonal boys and girls attend to let go of their feelings and hormones by dancing. You know, grinding and all that other stuff. It's just plain pointless.

"-And i'm not asking Joanna either, so don't ask." I added. Rachel pouts.

"Aw!" Rachel's eyes start to sparkle and water, "But You and Michael would look so cute together!" She moved closer.

"What the hell? Get away from me!"

Still First person POV

Great. Homework. I thought sarcasticly. I threw my backpack on my bed and plopped down in my desk chair.

Eh. Homework can wait. My laptop screen glowed on as I pressed the power button. Ack!

I coughed. Damn it. It's acting up again. My footsteps could be heard as I ran through the house. I knocked down some containers after opening the wall cabinet in the bathroom. Ecck! Blood trickled out the corner of my mouth. Dizzyness and the urge to cough reminded me to hurry up.

My fingers grasped a container and pulled it out. Wrong one.

A bottle of pills fell off the top shelf.

It was just the one I needed.

I quickly unscrewed the cap and popped two of the white pills in my mouth. It's so bitter! How could i have forgotten? I coughed twice, a useless attempt to rid my tastebuds of the bitterness. Fast walking to the kitchen, I pocketed the pills for future emergencies. When I arrived, I swung open the fridge door, uncapped the hawaiian punch, and gulped a few down in record time. Much better.

By that time, it was 6:43 PM. Fatigue weighed me down as I dragged myself to my room. Not even bothering to change my clothes, I slowly shut my eyes and allowed the darkness to take over my vision.

Until another day

Done! Sorry if the story's kind of short. But in my defense, I spent three and a half hours on this, neglecting my studying for a test tommorrow. However, I promise that the next chapter will be longer because it'll probably be the weekend, and i'll have more time. As you could tell that so far, Naruto hasn't come in the story yet. But it will soon! Okay then. Bye bye! =)