A/N: Hey y'all :D Aimie hereeee, I want to try something new. This was very much inspired by Lily Allen's "The Fear". If you haven't heard it or seen the video you really should because it's amazing.
So if you like it, hate it, etc----review. Cuz it's greatly appreciated.
The Fear
By Aimie
I want to be rich and I want lots of money…
….I don't care about clever, I don't care about funny
Chapter One: "Everything's Just Wonderful"
Haruno Sakura stood in her school uniform looking at her room for the last time. She walked over and sat on her pink bed. Sakura sighed; this was the last time she'd be looking at her room for the next 3 months.
Stupid foreign exchange…
She didn't want to leave, but her mother said she needed to take advantage of her opportunities. Her bed was in the middle of the room with a canopy draped over it. She chuckled to herself; this was the canopy she had begged for when she was nine. Memories.
Now she really didn't want to leave.
She got up and picked up her black, old suitcase. Sakura sighed again and walked out of her room closing the door.
Sakura Haruno was 16 years old and on her way to the place where her grandparents were born. She groaned and she laid her head back on the seat.
'I hate airplanes' she thought. Sure she hated airplanes, but she had never been on one until now.
Aside from going back to Japan where her grandparents were born she was also on foreign exchange on her way to what she thought was hell. She had 20 dollars in her pocket and her student ID which said her name, birth date and the fact she was in the most prestigious school in New York.
The New York School for Gifted Children
She wasn't like those snobby rich kids at her school. She was actually smart and could do a math problem without wanting to bash her head into a wall.
So in a way, as a good scholarship student at the school you could say she deserved to take a small break and visit the sister/brother school in Japan.
'What if the kids there are snobby too?' she thought. Sakura was in a big dilemma if they were because she was already the nerd of her school she didn't need to be the nerd of a school overseas.
Sakura sighed again and got a notebook out from her knapsack. She opened it and took out a pen.
Things to Know About Me (Sakura Haruno):
One: I'm short. I'm like five feet tall.
Two: I wear glasses. They tend to break.
Three: I like math and science.
Four: My hair is much too straight it loves to frizz up.
Five: I've never been on a date.
Six: I-
Sakura stopped. 'I'm fucking pathetic' she thought. Sakura looked over her list.
'Yep, most definitely a nerd'. She leaned her head back on the chair and let the notebook rest on her lap. 'I guess fitting in is not my thing.'
A Few Horrible Hours Later….
"BOARDING TOKYO JAPAN. FASTEN YOUR SEATBELTS!"
That announcement alone shook Sakura of her wonderful dream of being back home. She rolled her emerald eyes and put her CD player into her bag.
The Beatles words were stuck in her head.
Let it be. Let it be.
She scoffed. Sure, she was so going to let the most horrible thing that ever happened to her… be. Sure. Sakura thought back to what she had last been thinking and came to the conclusion that she was most definitely way too sarcastic.
The plane boarded peacefully so her fear (or wish) of being in a plane crash wasn't fulfilled. She groaned and got up pulling her knapsack over her shoulder.
A few minutes later Sakura Haruno walked into the lobby looking for the person who was going to keep her in the house.
She raised her head up to check for whoever had her name splattered on a piece of paper or yelling her name out…but there wasn't much she could do. She was in fact very short.
Sakura walked past the mass of people and finally raised an eye brow. She had expected a random lady with a skirt , out-dated top and frizzy hair to come looking for her so she wasn't prepared for who she saw next.
She saw a tall Asian man with a suit on holding a huge piece of cardboard with her name written elegantly in cursive letters.
'Could this be…?' she thought to herself walking up to him. "Um…sir?"
"Ah. Konnichiwa, you must be Haruno-san." The man said bowing.
"Uh..yeah." she said looking around clutching the knapsack closer.
"I am Fujikawara Haro. But you may call me Haro or Haro-san." He said with a smile spread across his features.
"Aah. Well..um-" she fumbled through her knapsack and pulled out a English-Japanese dictionary. "Hajimemashite?"
He laughed lightly so that the wrinkles around his eyes were more prominent. "You shall learn in time, now this way to the limousine"
"Limo---wait..what about my suitcase?..i—"
"It's been taken to the mansion to be set up in your new room." He responded as they walked out of the airport.
"Man..sion?"
"Hai." He nodded.
"Hai?"
"That means yes Haruno-san." He laughed. Haro opened the door of the limo and let her slide in. He closed the door and walked over to his spot. "Comfortable back there Haruno-san?"
"Um…hai." She laughed at her poor attempts to speak Japanese.
He smiled. "Good."
Sakura went through her knapsack again looking for a paper. She found it and unfolded it. "Um..Haro..-san…do you know who Mikoto is? Is she like a girl that goes to the school I'm—"
He laughed. "No. Mikoto-sama is the mother of the guy that goes to the school."
"Aah. So his name is Uch..i..wa…ha..ma…--"
"Uchiha."
"That. Yes. His name is that?"
He laughed again. "No. His name is Sasuke."
"Now that's even harder to pronounce." Sakura said frowning.
"You'll get used to it Haruno-san" he said driving.
"Mhm. I hope so." She crossed her arms over her chest and opened a window in the limo. She let the cool air hit her face.
"Haruno-san."
"Hm?"
"We're here." He stopped the car and went around to open the door for her. She walked out and her eyes widen.
"Holy fucking shit." She gaped at the sight of the fountain in the middle of the driveway.
"Excuse me?"
She blushed. "I'm just…wow."
Sakura turned a whole 360 degrees as she scanned the area.
A huge mansion, smack down in the middle. On the sides four smaller versions of the mansions and that meant five driveways with a fountain in the middle.
"Jesus Christ." She mumbled walking up the driveway and around the fountain to walk into the mansion.
"Here we'll go inside from the back" Haro said leading her to the backyard where she came face to face with a huge swimming pool.
She gaped as she walked past it and into the mansion.
"Chandeliers?" She said walking through what appeared to be the kitchen. Sakura turned slightly and saw a rotund woman cooking something. "Um Excuse—I mean..Sumimasen? Are you Mikoto..-sama?"
The lady turned around slowly. "Honey, I wish I was. I'm just her chef." She laughed drying her hands off with a dishtowel. "I'm Hamasaki Keiko." The rotund lady extended her hand.
"I'm Sakura." She smiled and shook hands with the lady.
"Aah, so you're the pretty little thing I'm cooking for." She smiled.
Sakura smiled. "Guess so." She shrugged.
"Haruno-san!" called Haro.
"Sorry Keiko, gotta go Haro-san calls." Sakura smiled and ran after Haro.
They walked up a winding staircase. "The left wing is where your room is" Haro said.
"Aah…and that would be?"
He smiled and lead her to two large wooden double doors. She raised an eyebrow as he opened the door.
"OH. MY. GOD." She said walking inside. Sakura could feel it, she would faint at any moment. Her legs would just give out, she knew it.
Her room, as you walked in had a small 'living room' and as you walked in further you could see two closets on both sides and a huge bathroom. The marble floored bathroom with a bath, Jacuzzi and shower.
Suddenly, she didn't miss home so much.
Sakura walked in a little more and found a king sized bed in the middle of the room, a large desk and a chandelier above her bed. Haro smiled and walked out of the room.
She ran up to the bed and jumped on it. Her foot stepped on something that was on the bed and she fell on the bed laughing, moments later a flat screen TV popped out of the ceiling.
Turns out, what she had stepped on was a remote.
She laughed happily. Sakura turned her head to the desk and saw a brand new MacBook Pro sitting there with a dark red ribbon wrapped around it. She gaped at it.
"I love these people." She said breathlessly running to it. "I love these people. Oh my god I love these people."
A/N: So that's chapter one dearies. :D I have a good feeling about this story.
Lova ya Mads:3 – the beta.
Xoxo,
Aimie