Here it is! My first fic! It's a bit rushed so I'm not sure if I have mistakes here and there. I hope you like it though! Enjoy!

chapter 1 SLEEPLESS

TICK TOCK TICK TOCKTICK TOCK…

"AAARRGGHHH! I hate that friggin' clock!" , pillow placed on both ears.

TICK TOCK TICK TOCK TICK TOCK…

SIGH.. Turning sideways, I poked the slumbering girl beside me.

"Ino"…*poke poke* "Ino…"*poke poke*…Still no answer.

"INO!" I accompanied it with a strong shove this time.

"WHA?" startled, my best friend shot up. I gave her the most innocent look I could muster. She gave me a blank stare before she glanced at her alarm clock propped at her bedside table. The clock read 2:30 AM. That's when she exploded.

"WHAT THE HELL YOU PIXIE SIZED BITCH! IT'S 2 FREAKIN' 30 AM!" she hollered.

I should probably describe her first. She has this long blonde hair worthy of a shampoo commercial, beautiful, scar less skin, a body I'd die for and expressive baby blue eyes-eyes which are currently trying to kill me with their glare.

I adopted my kicked puppy look and directed it at her. It didn't work of course.

"Don't you use that on me you puny little scumbag! I could kick you in the face right now and never feel guilty!" she stretched her endless left leg and fake-kicked me.

I inched away from her lower limbs and in the process I almost fell from her single-sized bed. Her bed is so small we usually end up sleeping beside each others' legs, my face beside her feet and my feet beside her—shoulder. She's so much taller than me and I hate it!

I sighed and looked up the ceiling; trying to count the number of specs I can see despite the dim light my ever dependable nightlight emits. She herself sighed and placed her hand on my shoulder. A sign for me to start talking. Her "pissed off state" replaced by her "understanding mode".

"I can't sleep. The stupid clock keeps on ticking."

She snorted and gave me a look of pure astonishment.

"I can't believe it! You're our top student and everything, yet you don't know that that's what clocks do!They tick!" she exclaimed while waving her hands in the air.

I sighed again and tried to swallow the lump in my throat.

"I know… I just wish it would shut up and stop ticking."

She gave me a sidewards glance.

"What do you want me to do, find a clock that sings?" I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her response.

I went back to my favorite hobby for the moment, specs-on-ceiling-counting. I could see her in the corner of me eye. She was trying hard not to pull her hair in annoyance.

"Look we've been through this a billion times already! Gods I could kill that son of a toooot!" I smiled at her inability to call his mom the "B" word. She's such a nice mom that we can't stomach the thought of calling her such even though her son is quite the bastard that he is.

"It's not his fault Ino," I smiled weakly at her. "I've always been disturbed with the clock thing."

"Wanna bet?" she placed both her hands at her hips and raised one of her eyebrows, reminding me of my favorite WWE superstar, The Rock. "When did the-stupid-fear-of-the-clock start? The stupid-drive-in-the-rain-in-your-bike start? The stupid keep-quiet-when-you-think-no one-notices, which I notice by the way, start? The stupid blank-stare-at-the-door-start? The stupid jog-til-you-drop start? The stupid lying-on-the-soccer-field-even though-its-filled-with-disease-carrying-mosquitoes-at-night-time-to-catch-a-glimpse-of-falling-stars start? The "

"Okay okay fine!" Better stop her before she wakes the entire apartment up. "Quit it with the stupid things I do crap! Sheeeesshh!" She rolled her eyes at me. "I'm the one hurting here! Why is everyone out to get me these days? Even my own bestfriend seems to find the "dark side" entertaining!" I crossed my arms and glared at her.

"Why don't you just call him?" she asked. She started twirling her hair in her fingers, a sure sign that she was beyond bored.

"It's 2:30AM! What do you want me to say to him -Hey Sasucakes, I saw you with a really hot chick this afternoon. I would've been proud of you for nabbing that gorgeous girl but I thought you were supposed to be with that smokin' redhead? The one with you was definitely a brunette! Not that I care or anything but you promised me, promised me three effin' times, that you'll try to be good now. Having two girls in 1 day is considered good now?" I was left breathless after my rant. I didn't notice that my hands went to my hair and started to pull. "OUCH!" I let go of my hair and sighed again.

My phone vibrated on the bedside table. My mouth went slack when my ever loyal bestfriend got my phone and read the text.

"No comment," she said with her perfectly-plucked left eyebrow raised.

"What?" she's gone crazy again. Why do I always get myself stuck with crazy people?

"It's a blank screen so it means no comment," she bit back tilting her head. I tried to grab my phone but she raised her arm. Naturally I couldn't reach it. I huffed and pouted.

"How can you possibly be sure that it's what the blank text means? It could mean "Hey I'm dying so I can't type so I'll send you a blank text" for all you know?"

She sent me a devious glance and said "It's from your imaginary boyfriend." At that I jumped and got a second attempt at grabbing my phone, which was not successful for she stood and raised her arm higher.

"I hate you, you bitch! I'm telling Shika that you agreed to go out with Kanky!" I all but shouted at her.

She grinned and stuck her tongue out at me. "It's okay. He's too lazy to get mad anyway and it's not a date. And besides, I'm not going to that alone you know. You're supposed to be there with me and Gaara is supposed to be with Kankuro," she had the audacity to wiggle her eyebrows at me. Gods I hate her so much!

"Fine! Just give me my phone back!"

This time she smiled and gave it to me.

"Know what? If I had known that getting you to agree to go out and have fun would be this easy I would have done this sooner," she sat down the bed and tried to get comfortable again.

"What did he say?" I asked to no one in particular. Then I felt pain on my head. I realized only too late that she had bonked me on the head.

"It's a blank text! I thought you were supposed to be smart!"