BEEB! BEEB! BEEB! My eyes shot open at the sound of my alarm clock.
"No, I don't wanna get up!" I whined as I looked at the evil machine.
'7:15 stupid band camp, making me get up early.' I groaned as I sat up in bed.
'Yeah, I hate our parents. I can't believe they make us do this!'
Maybe I should introduce myself. My name is Sakura Haruno. I'm a young poet with evil parents. I'm not joking, they're really horrible people, and I've got the scars to prove it. One of their lesser evils is the fact that they've been making me be a part of my high schools marching band for three years now. Don't get me wrong, I love playing the clarinet and I like concert band, I'm just not made for marching band.
Not to mention my insomnia makes it so much worse, I'm always exhausted. Now my insomnia is different, I can fall asleep just fine. But I always have these dreams that leave me the opposite of well rested. Like the one I just had.
I had been on a beach, just standing there taking in the scenery, when this man walked up to me. The man's always the same with long, black, silky hair and red eyes, an unusually handsome face (insert blush here). At first he and I are just talking, I can never remember what about, and then he's behind me with his face in my hair and hands on my shoulders. Then it gets really weird. His hands move down to rest on my hips, pulling me closer while his head moves to the crook of my neck. He kisses my neck and grazes his teeth along the sensitive skin. It causes me to squirm a bit and his teeth prick my skin. Then, just as he sinks his teeth into my neck, I wake up. I don't understand these dreams and I fear I never will.
Oh, well, enough about that. I got up to get ready for the torture that is a marching bands boot camp. After throwing on a plain red T-shirt, shorts, and my tennis shoes I grab my clarinet and music. I was just about to run down the stairs when inspiration struck. I ran back into my room, grabbed my poetry book, and started writing. It was about my latest dream and I barely had time to finish before mom screamed for me. I dropped my book and ran downstairs.
"Sorry mom, I was writing." I explained. Mom slapped me, "I don't care, just be down here on time!" She screamed. I nodded and climbed into the car, use to the pain. As mom drove me to band camp I stared out the window and sighed.
'I wish I could just get away from all this. Suicide is looking better and better.'
Mystery man of my dreams,
Why o' why do you haunt me?
Please leave me alone,
Just let me sleep.
I don't want you here.
You're not helping so go away,
Unless you can take me far from here.
"Band-ten-huh!" "Huh!" We all shouted in response to our band directors commanded, getting into attention position.
Kakashi-sensei smiled down at us from his position on the podium, "Welcome back students, I hope you all have had a wonderful summer so far. I trust you looked at the music e-mailed to you. Today after exercises we will be setting the first few positions."
I rolled my eyes at the music he started playing. After two years of doing these exercises I could do them in my sleep. We all could. Well, all except the few who refuse to do them right, cough Karin and Ino cough.
Anyway, I leaned down to touch my toes (stupid Kakashi) when I let out a squeak and jumped.
"You ok?" A freshman named Hinata asked. I nodded.
"Yeah, just felt like something touched me." She smiled sympathetically and we went back to doing our exercises.
'I could have sworn something touched me. It felt like someone put their hand on my bum.'
'It better have been a boy. If one of those bitches is trying to psych us out they're going down! Cha!'
'Hush, we're not hurting anyone. And no we don't want it to have been a boy. You're so perverted!'
After running a few laps we stopped for a water break. As usual, being the shy girl I was, I was on the edge of the crowd being ignored as everyone talked. At least, I was being ignored in till Ino decided to walk over with Karin following close behind.
"What was with that scream earlier, see a bug?" Ino asked.
Now normally what she said wasn't mean, but this was Ino. I don't know why she hates me, but because she was the most popular girl in school (despite being a 'band nerd') everyone else either hates me too or ignores me.
"No something touched me." I replied, trying to sound as sweet and innocent as possible so she'd go away. No such luck.
"Why would anything touch you? Not even the ugliest, nastiest bug would want to. You imagined it ya loon." She sneered. She, Karin, and most others nearby started laughing. I opened my mouth to reply, but someone beat me to it.
"She didn't image it; it was probably the wind or something. What's it to you anyway?" A hateful voice said. I was shocked to see it was that sweet little freshman from earlier. Hinata was glaring at Ino, who seemed to shrink back for a moment before saying,
"Aw, how cute. The big bad freshman's defending the junior. Why don't you shut up sweetie, you're fighting a losing battle."
Surprisingly, all the underclassmen gasped and shed away. Sarah took a step forward,
"You know, you sound an awful lot like the girls who used to pick on me. Always so sure they would win because they were popular and pretty. Well I'm warning you now; unless you want your flute shoved down your throat I suggest you shut that big mouth of yours." Hinata's voice started out light, but ended deadly angry.
Ino gulped and paled a bit and I remembered something my little brother had said about a girl at school who'd gone insane.
***flashback***
"I'm telling you mom, the girl's nuts! She used to be so sweet, but last week she just snapped! She attacked the two girls who always used to pick on her. I heard she put one in the hospital and the other one's in therapy!" I was cleaning the dining room when Naruto came home.
"Now Naruto, I'm sure that's not true. From what you've told us she's too sweet to do anything like that."
"But mom!"
"No buts Naruto, listen to your mother. Kids always exaggerate, I'm sure that's what they're doing now."
***flashback***
Ino shook her head, "I'm a senior, I'm not afraid of a puny little freshman like you." It sounded more like she was trying to convince herself than putting Hinata down.
Hinata just smiled, "Of course, just be careful. You don't want any accidents to happen." The words were nice, like a friend warning you about doing something stupid, but everyone felt an ominous chill at her words.
"Break over, get back on the field!" Kakashi-sensei screamed, breaking us all out of our trance. Everyone raced to get back in place. I resisted the urge to jump when I felt hands on my shoulders. I looked behind me, but I was in the back of the group. No one was touching me.
Eyes on me,
Eyes I can't see.
Eyes people say,
Aren't there.
Hands on my shoulders,
Hands on my arms,
Hands on my hips,
I barely feel.
Nothings there,
What's going on?
Am I just crazy?