Hey everyone, so...my first two stories...completely do not matter, because this is much better than those two.

1) I am acutally going to write this, just so I can get my tears out through this

2) This will be finished, so people should be proud of me!

This is a true story based on my life experience. A lot of things will be different because well this is fanfiction. The only things that will be actually apply to what actually happened in my life is that a guy that I do like did ask my best friend to our Homecoming dance, and she does not like him at all, but they are good friends, just like we are, and my best friend tried to (acutally still trying according to her) "fix" this predicament. Anywayz other than that that is pretty much all that is happening. As the story goes on there will be more true experiences, but either I'll tell you beforehand or you can guess, whatever floats your boat.

A/N: I do not own Naruto, because if I did then Itachi would still be alive and I would totally kidnap him and take him for my own. If that cannot happen, then I would try to make Sakura end up with him which would work for me too, because I just kinda love ItaSaku, but anywayz I do not own Naruto, Kishimoto does...le sigh.

Chapter 1

(Sakura's POV)

Wow…that actually happened…didn't it?

As I watched the scene play out in front of me, I saw one of my superfantabulous best friends, Tenten, out of my peripheral vision look at me with 'that' look. I tried not to look at her, but it was so not working. "Well…that kind of suck. Not for Ino, but…for me" I said. Who am I? My name is Haruno Sakura…and the guy that I have been in love with since, well, forever just asked my best friend/sister for life to our Freshmen year Homecoming dance.

Yeah…

I know, I know. You're all probably thinking things like: "Oh my god! How could her best friend do that to her?" or "Dude, that is so uncool." or something along those lines, but it's nothing like that. Yamanaka Ino, the superfantabulous best friend/sister for life, does not like the guy who asked her at all, like, in no way whatsoever. They actually barely talk because…the guy that I am in love with just…doesn't like to talk. Uchiha Sasuke is the most non-talkative, mono-symbolic, and somewhat unemotional person you will ever meet, and I am totally and completely in love with the guy. I don't know how; I don't know why, but I am. Then again, every girl, except for the rare few *cough* HinataInoTentenTemari *cough*. We've known each other since we were in Pre-Kindergarten, and…I don't know. I guess I just…fell in love with him. It was like…from day one I felt that he was "The One." And now, he went and asked my best friend to Homecoming. Great. I hate high school…to an extent.

Yay…now they're hugging and…she took the flowers. Le sigh. Oh wait, here she comes. Tenten and I saw her coming our way and quickly started up random conversation. "So…Sakura," Tenten drawled out as she placed her elbow upon my left shoulder. Yeah, I'm kind of short, but you mess with me I'mma bring you down to my level bitch. Anyways, back to our awkward conversation, "What is with you and bananas? Like seriously dude, you have one like every day" continued Tenten.

"Tennie bananas are amazing dude! You should have one. I mean, they come in all different sizes like long ones, short ones, thick or thin, and they always taste good." I replied.

Ino came into our conversation with a pissed off look. She was pissed, like extremely pissed because of who asked her to Homecoming. Don't get me wrong, because Ino is gorgeous, like seriously gorgeous. Her long, platinum blond hair in a high ponytail, crystal blue eyes clear as day, average height with a curvaceous figure, pale skin that is completely flawless, and is one of the only girls to pull off the uniform really well. She turned towards me and gave me a look between a death glare and a 'I'm super sorry and I will fix this' look. "UGH!" Ino groaned.

"How did this happen? I didn't want Sasuke to ask me I wanted Shikamaru. Damn it Shika! Why does he have to be so lazy? And out of all the people Sasuke had to ask…it had to be me, I mean really? Sakura, I'm sure that you and I would have both been way happier if he had just asked some slut to Homecoming, but to ask me, your best friend, AH! What is wrong with the world?" Ino ranted.

"Uh Ino, I'm Sakura's best friend too. Sakura will compensate, right?" teased Tenten.

I started a weak laugh, one for Tenten hugging me super close because we are just that awesome of best friends, and two for Ino not getting asked out by her long time crush, Shikamaru, but Sasuke instead.

"Oh, Ino, forget it. He asked you obviously he likes you, so why not go? You've got a hot date too" I tried to make her feel better by his hotness being a plus factor for Ino, but she was still pissed.

Before Ino could say another word, the bell rang signaling the start of class, so we all turned to our prospective homerooms: Tenten in 1-D, Ino in 1-B, and me in 1-A. But, before I could get away, Ino grabbed my wrist and turned me towards her. She looked so intensely at me that I couldn't look away. After a good minute of our sister telepathy she spoke, "I'll fix this. Sakura, I promise."

I wanted to believe Ino, really I did, but this time…I just couldn't. So, I put on the best smile that I could muster up, yet Ino saw right through me. We left it at that and I walked to my class with Kakashi-sensei. It was a good thing I didn't have to worry about being late. Although, it was a bad thing because now, I have class with Sasuke. Again, great.

I walked into 1-A and sat down in my seat in the very back; last row and right next to the window on the left side of the classroom. Once I sat down, I bent my head down just to make it look like I was really looking through my book bag, but I was really looking at the boy sitting right next to me. And the guess would be…you guessed right ladies and gents its Uchiha Sasuke in the flesh. If you guessed wrong, then it's okay, there's always next time.

Anyways, through my pink hair (Yes, it is pink. Deal with it!) I saw a bunch of guys high-five the 'most epic dude ever for asking Yamanaka Ino' and a mob of girls everywhere crying their eyes out that the 'hottest boy in their grade' either didn't ask them or is now taken for Homecoming. Soon, as the other classmates sat in their respective seats or gathered around their friends' desks, Sasuke turned toward me. Hey, we are friends, like best friends, not like Ino and my other girls 'sisters for life best friends,' but more like 'if anyone ever messes with you I'mma kick their ass best friends because we have epic Pre-K until Freshman year history and me, Naruto, and you were best friends before anyone else so yeah we're pretty tight' best friends…if you get my drift.

Sasuke didn't speak first, which was normal, so I finally looked up from my book bag and looked over at him to start our conversation. "So…you asking Ino to Homecoming this morning." Yeah, nice was to start it off Sakura.

"Hn" Yes, this is how Sasuke speaks. See, I told you he was mono-symbolic. Anyways…back to our conversation, "Come on Sasuke-kun, you gotta give me a little more than your usual 'Hn' answer." I continued.

He was quiet for a bit and in all of his cool Sasuke fashion. No joke, kid is hot at all times, but that's not just why I like him. Drooling over Sasuke in my mind, his voice broke me out of it. "I like her, so I asked her." He said.

Those three words kind of broke my heart, but I put on my best smile to hide my pain. "Really? And how long has this been going on, huh? Come on Sasuke-kun, you can tell me."

Sometimes I really wish I wasn't smart. I can see right through Sasuke's apathetic attitude, because I could see that small microscopic blush upon his cheeks, and it kind of broke my heart even more. Sasuke wanted to say more, but Naruto came rushing into class in his usual late fashion, and was I glad that he did because I wasn't sure that I could hear about Sasuke liking Ino anymore.

"Hey guys, sorry I'm so late, my ramen wasn't ready in time," yelled Naruto. He pulled out the seat that was in front of mine and noisily plopped himself down, but he didn't sit the way a normal person would, or should sit, instead, Naruto straddled the chair and joined in our conversation. "So, whatcha guys talking about?"

"Nothing that concerns you dobe," insulted Sasuke.

Naruto and Sasuke went into their usual frenemy bickering.

"Yeah, well I bet it's nothing great teme," replied Naruto.

Soon, an intense glaring contest was happening between them, and to avoid any early morning fights, I spoke up, "Sasuke-kun asked someone to Homecoming"

Naruto broke free of their glaring contest and perked up to his usual hyperactive self immediately. "That's great Sasuke-teme!" replied Naruto. "So…who's the lucky date? I bet she's got pi-" Naruto got cut off by Sasuke's quick reply, "Ino. I asked Ino"

The smile that was on Naruto's face wasn't so bright anymore, and his eyes quickly turned towards my direction then back to the conversation, "That's great teme!" Inwardly I sighed, happy that Naruto was able to keep my secret from Sasuke. Our conversation ended there as Kakashi-sensei walked in fifteen minutes late.

The school day passed by very slowly for me, but once the day came to an end, I quickly packed up my belongings and rushed out of the school, not even giving a chance to say my usual good-bye hugs to Naruto or Sasuke, and not even before chatting the afternoon away with my girls. I just wanted to get out of there and away from the secret looks that I caught Sasuke giving Ino all day and the sad looks that Ino gave me because of Sasuke asking her. I got so caught up in my running away from school to cry in the comfort of my home that I did not notice the person I ran into.

I ran blindly until I ran into a boy's back, and not just any boy, a senior boy, and not just any senior boy, but the senior boy that goes by the name Uchiha Itachi, Uchiha Sasuke's older brother. Of all people it would be Sasuke's older brother. Uchiha Itachi is literally the last person that I need to run into today. But I did and even if it was just a bump into the back, he still noticed and I still felt embarrassed. "I-I'm sorry, Uchiha-san," I stuttered.

He looked at me for a quick second, making me feel more embarrassed, but soon replied, "That's quite alright, Sakura-san."

I made a quick bow of respect for my upper classman and then dashed off, not noticing a dark pair of onyx eyes watching my every more.

(Itachi's POV)

I leaned against my car with my eyes closed thinking about the small pink-haired Freshman that had run into me earlier in the day. The young girl that I have watched grow up since she was four years of age due to her being my otouto's best girl friend; the girl that goes by the name of Haruno Sakura. My thoughts kept wandering to her, until Sasuke came out of the school gates in a much different mood than I saw him earlier this morning.

Quietly, he walked towards the car and got in on the passenger side, as I glided into the driver's seat. We did not speak one word within the car, so I let my thoughts wander back to the young pink-haired freshman that has quietly and silently had my being.

(Sakura's POV)

I ran back home, skipping all of my afternoon activities, and locked myself within my room not wanting to come out until tomorrow. Or never, because never would work too. I cried my eyes out because the guy that I am in love with is apparently in love with my best friend, and he has completely ignored my feelings believing that they are not at all existent. Because I am Haruno Sakura, and I have cotton candy pink hair, emerald green eyes that show my heart on my sleeve, a complexion that is neither not so tan, nor is it too pale, just healthy, a small physique of no more than five feet that is not too skinny or too round, but slim, and there is absolutely nothing extraordinary about me, for I am an average, ordinary girl that would never stand out in a crowd, nevertheless to the guy that I have fallen in love with so long ago.

Well, I hope that you all have enjoyed my first chapter of my first 'real' fanfic! Please review because I would love a review, also flames are not accepted, but I do like constructive criticism, and superfantabulous reviews that support me and this fic would be amazing!

Yours Truly,

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