Disclaimer- I do not own Naruto in any way shape or form. Therefore, I manipulete whats not mine to do my bidding. mwahahahaha!

Anywho! New Story! I think you'll all like this one, because for once, I do! Yay!

Dreamer

My name is Haruno Sakura, and I am madly in love with a guy that doesn't even know I exist. This sucks, considering I've already picked out my wedding gown, cake, and our honeymoon trip. Yeah, you must think I have a lot of time on my hands, and I do. Just look at my grade point average, school is a breeze for me. I've already completed my first two years of collage I'm that far ahead in school! Doesn't that just scream 'geek'? Maybe that's why he won't notice me…

Anyways, since you've jumped into the middle of my story, I outline what's happened so far this year.

NOTHING.

A big fat zero, zilch, nothin', the big Z. Nothing ever happens to me. Ever. Never ever. So, anyways, why don't we just start smack dab right in the middle of the year, where I happen to be, right this very moment.

Middle of the year: beginning of the day.

"Sakura, can you pleasecorrect Naruto's mistake."

I stood, hefting a rather hefty sigh, "Yes, Kakashi-sensei." He smiled at me (I think. With that stupid mask, it was hard to tell). I smiled meekly and trotted towards the board. I knew his mistake the second Naruto made it (god he's so stupid. There's a section in the blonde jokes book dedicated to this guy he's so stupid). It was a simple equation error. He substituted x for y and then did something funky with the square root. So, when I got to the board, I whipped the dry-erase marker from the tray and wrote the problem down super fast and super neat. With only final squeak forty-five seconds later, I had finished what had taken Naruto five minutes. And I had done it correctly. (I had checked my equations twenty times over before I got up).

"Mhmn, mhmn, very, very good," There was slight disappointment in his voice, as if he had wanted me to make a little mistake. Hatake Kakashi, our calculus teacher, had always tried to find a small error in my work. It was rare he would do so.

"Thank you Kakashi sensei." I bowed and trotted back towards my seat, long pink hair flowing out behind me.

I heard someone giggle about the color of my hair, someone always did. And, I always wanted to spin around and scream, 'So what my hair is pink! At least I don't look like an ugly porker!' This wasn't entirely true though. I considered my self to be rather ugly. Picture this: Long pink hair, big green eyes, really ghost pale skin, a high pitched whiney voice, and stick skinny. That doesn't scream beautiful to me, not in the slightest.

A real example of beauty is Yamanaka Ino. Oh, my, god is she beautiful. She has the prettiest blonde hair I have everseen, tanned skin, large, baby blues that sparkle when she laughs, and the best curves you could possibly find on a high schooler. I envy her somuch. So much that I hate her.

Ino and I, we used to be best friends. But then one day, we had a fight over who would marry Sasuke…oh my god, I've not told you about him yet! (I'll finish the Ino story later!)

So anyways, Sasuke is simply the god of sexy. I can't even describe how good looking he is without drooling. You're going to have to see him for yourself. No wait…I should tell you about him, because he is so damn sexy.

Anyways, he's got really dark, kind of black hair that has this natural spike. It's really hot. And his eyes, they're like dark tunnels that suck in your soul. He's pale, but sexily so. And his physique, oh my lord, let those angels sing, hallelujah! Thank god for this sexy beast of a man! When ever I see him, I just want to jump him so bad…oh shit, I think I'm drooling!

Back to reality.

I pushed up my big round glasses and wiped the drool from the corner of my mouth.

"The partners will be as so," I zoned out again while Kakashi scrolled down the list of pairs for the calculus project that was actually some thing for the school. Kakashi had the weirdest ideas for projects. There was this one time that he took us to a rave, so he could prove to this one chick that he was a teacher…

"…and because he needs all the help he can get, team seven will be Naruto, Sasuke," I held my breath; I knew my name was coming, it had too! "Sakura."

I released the large breath collected in my lungs and looked up just in time to see Kakashi wink at me. I wanted to grin so badly.

"Anyways, we'll be planning to school's talent show this time, because Tsu- I mean your principal won't let me take you guys off campus for a little while." He grinned. But none of us could really tell. He always wears this mouth mask and an eye-patch over on of his eyes. I was always wondering what was under them.

The class groaned in discontent, but I didn't take any notice. All I could think about was that I was in a group with Sasuke, and why Kakashi wouldn't take his damn mask off!

So what did you think? And because you obviously can't tell me to my face, review! Yay! It's really fun yeah?

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Chapter one will be up soon

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