I'm different
Chapter One
The beginning
They were completely different she was popular, happy and spoiled. Yet he was still popular like her, but he was alone, and lost in his own thoughts. But somehow they were meant to be together, and everyone knew it apart from them. So the day they met fireworks flew but still you could see underneath the arguments that they really did have a deep connection.
She walked along the halls, surrounded by people. She didn't know half of them but most of them were the normal people she would hang around with Ino, Naruto. Were the closet friends she had but she knew they branched off into different groups in there school. Ino would branch of into the preppy, Cheerleader bunch in which I had been classed in nowadays. Naruto was my childhood friend he was one of the most popular people in the school due to his fashion choices and his outrageous pranks on teachers, everyone knew him and he did have his own bunch of friends all the ones who loved to pull pranks and just be generally relaxed all the time. I used to be classed there too but not anymore.
"Sakura" Ino called from the massive group of girls, they were all looking in little compact mirrors, sorting out make up, Searching in the undersized little pink bags for that most needed cosmetic. I sighed and sat down next her, placing my black bag on the table and digging in and pulling out a sandwich, it was mere inches from my mouth when it was pulled away. I looked over to see Ino passing it off to some guy on the other side of the table.
"What was that for?" I screamed in her face, "Sakura you know we have to set the bar for some people. Eating a massive sandwich like that is like saying you can eat anything and look like us, and we both know that's not true" I glared at her from where I was sat. I got up and walked over to the person she had given the sandwich to, I tried to pull it out of his hand but his grip was tight. "Give me my lunch" I said pulling hard on the piece of bread.
"Well you should take note of what she said" he said head looking down, not darling to look up at me. My jaw dropped, did he just say that to me, "give it back" I called under gritted teeth, he just carried on looking down .I gave another sharp pull and he turned and looked up at me. "God! What a massive forehead you have" at this point I felt the anger boil and I turned and walked away from him, away from everyone. That was the first time I met him, and I knew it was not going to be the last time I met him.
If you don't know I'm only 14 and I write this from my English essay, and I got a really high grade for it. Which is extremely confusing seeing as literally I'm as dumb as a post :S well tell me what you think and the next chapter I should post tomorrow.