Okay I'm adding this so I can try to force myself from writers block around chapter 12 so far it's like 60 pages a

new record for me, yay. And at this point it's roughly half done, I'll update every week if I can. This is kind of a new style of writting for me I've never really written any thing in first person so don't get to much on my case.

Standard disclaimers apply for the whole of this story.

Sakura: A Life Story: Part One: The Beginning

Chapter One

Okay, okay before I start this I have two warnings for you all : one yes I have pink hair, stop staring damn it. Two: This story may be a bit scary, I can tell you it scared me.

Now that's done I'll introduce everybody.

Me: Haruno, Sakura, of the pink hair, once again stop staring. I am basically a nobody at my school. I've dated Uchiha, Sasuke, most popular guy well ever, it didn't last long, and I'm friends with Yamanaka, Ino, ironically the most popular girl ever. So just why am I a nobody, kami-sama only knows. I have two personalities and love it. Oh I'm also sixteen.

Uchiha, Sasuke a.k.a.: Most popular guy ever, currently dating Yamanaka, Ino. He doesn't talk much, I have no idea how I ever understood his 'hn-ing', you'll understand later. He's also sixteen, almost seventeen... and a jerk.

Yamanaka, Ino a.k.a.: The Most Popular Girl Ever, well she is my best friend, but bluntly, she's an air head, not the candy. She's the stereotypical cheerleader, two words, very scary. But she has her moments and is mostly a good person, until about a month after dating Sasuke, you'll find out. Also sixteen, like many others, but we're highschool juniors so yeah.

Uzumaki, Naruto: Sasuke's best friend, don't know how that works, but he's ADD and I love it, he is so funny.

That's all for now I'll introduce others as they come in, okay people let's start this thing.

ACTION

Fire and Ice by Robert Frost

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I've tasted of desire

I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice.

"What the hell was this guy thinking, how depressing, is he suicidal," I was yelling and it was English class, thankfully, Kakashi-sensei doesn't care, and before he even started lecturing I tuned him out. The classroom was arranged in a rather interesting order. In highschool most desks are arranged to face the board, here it was backwards.

The teachers desk faced the board, while the students had their backs to it. Sensei also has this strange teamwork craze, so we are arranged like kindergartners, groups of four. The walls, like a mental institute's, were a dull, mind numbing white, fascinating.

I was brought out of my post-lecture daze, by hearing, "Do you think she's alright?"

"I'm fine Ino-pig, I just spaced out." She was cut off when someone grabbed my hand and hauled me out of the room, it was Sasuke, and I had no idea where he was taking me, but I didn't ask, he was never one to talk much.

"We have to end this," I had fallen into a daze again, but his words snapped me right out.

"Say again."

"We have to end this," his words seemed final, like an execution almost, I knew he was serious, the guy didn't have a sense of humor.

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I'd like to take this moment to say Yes that did just happen.That was quick wasn't it, I really cut to the chase. Anyway, thinking back I have often wondered, how in hell did I ever like him? But I have to say the next scene is weird and truthfully I don't know how I pulled it off. But it leads to... well you'll find out.

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"A-alright," despite the tremor in my voice I was strangely calm, I wasn't really sad, just a bit shocked. We had only been dating for about a month. Suddenly I had no idea what had taken over me, probably my inner persona,

"That's alright, now I have more time to pursue my dream, of interpretive dance. Call me the Lordess of Dance." I could tell he was confused, but I was to busy jumping and spinning in circles until...

BAM

I ran into someone and landed flat on my ass. Looking up I saw the scariest person ever, he was glaring at me, and I was pretty sure he could see my underwear, seeing as my skirt had risen with my fall. So much for first impressions.

I was nervous, seeing his glare, and I stood up, "Heh, Heh, BYE!!" and I was off like a race horse. Thankfully it was the end of the day, but I couldn't go straight to my car, I had to go to the office to find out about getting an Calculus tutor. How I ever got so far without one is beyond me.

"Shizune-san I'm here to find my tutor."

"Ah Sakura, alright ummm let's see...ah yes here his address," she responded handing me a sheet of paper, "he's expecting you tonight around four."

It was two forty according to my car's clock. I had time to kill, so I did what every other teenage girl does with free time...

KICK BOXING

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What were you expecting, shopping? No I hate shopping, kick boxing however is a wonderful stress reliever. There's also something about beating the hell out of a dummy that gives me a wonderful sense of accomplishment. Though I still need work on the discipline portion, seeing as it's been said that I'm the cause of Naruto's problems.

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An hour later, after a quick shower in the gym I headed out to my car, it was quite cold by now, the season being mid-fall. My hair was still slightly wet so matters didn't improve any when my car wouldn't start, the thing is ancient but I love the geezer, it's all but antique.

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I'm interrupting again to say my next choice was irrational, as many of mine are in tight situations. Now I can run a mile in about twelve minutes, I'm not long distance material, I am a sprinter if anything. Just then I had almost two and a half miles to run in fifteen minutes, and being already tired from kick boxing, and having to carry my bag, my odds of arriving on time were even worse, and I had no means of contacting my tutor.

So I ran

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Forty-five minutes later I arrived in front of a large house gasping, and sweating like crazy. I was barely standing when I rang the bell and by the time the door opened I was on my knees. Looking up I almost grimaced, "You've got... to be fucking...kidding me."