"I want to die Ino-pig! I can't believe I couldn't confess!" I wailed into the phone.

"What do you expect when he outright claim's he hates girls?" Ino retorted

"I'm just going to become a nun and stay a lonely virgin forever!"

"Forehead, that's going over the top. You make it seem like you won't fall in love ever again. Besides, Push comes to shoves, move on. I mean, there are tons of guys dying to date you." Judging by her voice I knew she was rolling her baby blue eyes.

I stood up and walked to my oak wood vanity. The mirror attached to it was oval shaped and covered in pictures around the corner. But dead center my puffy emerald eyes stared back at me. A button red nose twitched and pouty pink lips curled down in a frown.

I groaned and pushed my long pink hair from my face. Damn my pink hair to hell. Sasuke hates pink…

But he loves long hair… My inner argued.

"Forehead? You there?" I heard Ino call out from my cellphone.

I nodded forgetting she couldn't see me, "Maybe you're right pig."

"Of course I'm right… But what am I right about?..."

"That I should move on. I've ruined any chance of romance with him.. plus, this stupid crush has gone on for more than 10 years…"

"Thatta girl! What are you going to do then to prove you're over him?" Ino asked excitedly.

I raised an eyebrow and the mirror reflection did the same.

The words, But he loves long hair…

"Ino, you love me right?"

"… yeah, why?"

I looked at my current attire. The pink blouse, the denim skirt, knee high white stockings. I looked around my room. Bright pink, bright pink, yellow, spring green.

I looked down to my diary.

A small smile played on my lips, good memories. So many tears, laughs, secrets.

A small memory of Hinata, Ino and I painting our nails and gossiping over our crushes, hit me suddenly.

Ino grinned cheekily, "So it's settled, I'll marry Shika-kun, sakura to Sasuke-kun, and Hinata to Naruto."

I nodded, "And Ino will be my bridesmaid, and I hers, while I'm Hinata's."

Hinata nodded along with me, "Yup! Promise."

I sighed sadly once again, childhood dreams don't always come true…

"Ino… will you cut my hair for me?"

I touched my cold neck. The whole back of it felt completely foreign considering I almost never had it bare. I played with my long frontal bangs. They reach the beginning of my collar bones but the back literally ended at my neck.

"A mature style right?" Ino asked smugly.

I smirked, "Definitely."

"Now for wardrobe. I'll have my designer's come here one day for redecoration but I think we should go shopping now. School starts in four days and you need a whole new you if you want to pull this off."

I nodded trying to take this in, "Ok."

Ino smirked, "Let's get started."

"Teme!"

Sasuke held in a groan and stopped walking. When the blonde fool was right next to him, he continued walking knowing he would get the hint. He opened the big grey school doors and passed more annoying fan girls.

"What dobe?"

He grinned as he opened his locker and stuffed his neon orange book bag in it, "Did you hear?"

"Hear what?"

"About Sakura!"

Sasuke froze and narrowed my eyes at the mention of the pink haired girl.

The memory of spring break's incident flashed through his mind.

"... I uh I um, I hate your guts!"

"Hn?"

Sakura looked at him with a strange emotion before running away. Her strange long pink locks flying behind her. The park suddenly became too quiet for him.

"... I uh I um, I hate your guts!"

"What the hell?" Sasuke questioned.

He sighed, "What about Sakura?"

He looked up to the blonde idiot to see him not paying attention to him, but what was behind him.

He openly gaped as he watched what could be considered the sexiest person alive strut past Naruto and him without even blinking an eye. Which just so happened to be emerald outlined in black and defined by mascara.

Naruto patted down his black skinny jeans and then his orange dress shirt before he found his phone.

He looked at my own dark blue jeans and black v-neck. For some reason, watching that girl walk by, it made him feel… under dressed.

"Bro, have you seen her? What do you mean who? Of course I mean Sakura-chan! She looks smoking!"

That was Sakura? He asked myself, Did she cut her hair?

The memory of her long legs strutting down the silent hallway in her skin tight white skinny jeans and even tighter red tank top flashed through Sasuke's memory. Next was her green toes visible in her strap sandals. A black messenger back went across her plump chest leaving nothing to imagine. Pale white neck and shoulders slightly tan from the sun held a heart shaped face. Plump red glossy lips and a button nose… emerald green eyes… pink eyebrows…

Oh yeah… it was sakura… but something was different.

"Ino! It worked! Sasuke looked like he didn't even recognize me! Plus, I have three new numbers." I said smugly.

Ino and Hinata nodded proud, "That's my girl!"

I giggled and took in Hinata's outfit.

Dark grey denim ripped skirt, purple off the shoulder blouse, knee high boots and stockings. Her indigo hair was pulled to the side in an intricate braid. Her pearl eyes were highlighted by silver eye liner courtesy of moi. Her lips were a pale pink and she wore a small heart necklace.

Ino went simple for green shorts, tights, long sleeve blue cotton shirt with beige vest, and cowgirl boots. Her hair was up in a usual ponytail and she had silver hoops.

"Girls, we look fabulous." I stated.

Ino smirked and Hinata blushed.

I looked in the mirror and fixed the clip that currently held my left side bangs away from my face. It was a simple cherry clip and it was the only accessory I refused to throw away.

I hooked my arms with theirs and we walked on toward homeroom and literature with Kakashi.

Sasuke once again gaped for the second time that day. Just as he sat down in his usual seat, in walked, Ino Yamanaka, Hinata Hyuga and who else but the Sakura Haruno a.k.a sexy chick from the hallway…

He along with the rest of the class watched her descend the rows and make her way to the far right back to her window seat. Right next to Sasuke.

Instead of the usual, Good Morning, Sasuke-kun, he got a nod and small smile before she popped her head phones in and looked out the window.

Sasuke stared forward and focused on his calculus homework he forgot to do for his next class. After ten more minutes the class ignored Sakura's new change and went back on their way.

The next 20 minutes were the most painfully awkward Sasuke had ever dealt with in his lifetime.