Bad Girl Bad Girl, What'cha Gonna Do?

By: Unknownred

Summary: "you knocked the breath outta me!" "I did?" he asked. "No, lemme rephrase that. You took my breath away."

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Naruto or its characters. Except my own. ^^

Me: Mwhahaha

Kuch: no its Bwahahaha

Me: no its Mwhahaha

Kuch: Bwahahaha

Me: Mwhahaha is better

Kuch: no Bwhahaha is better

Me: no mine is

Kuch: no mine

Me: mine!

Kuch: Mine!

Me: wanna bet?

Kuch: nah cuz I know my Bwhaha will win

Me: cough cough

Ita: hn

Kuch: whoa dude how long were you standing there?

Ita: more than you would know.

Me: I need to go to the bathroom. Brb –leaves-

Kuch: we didn't really need to know that.

Ita: hn

-Bathroom-

Me: MWHAHAHAHAHAHA!?! *mine is better!*

It's been a long day for a pink hair, emerald eye middle school girl whose name is… Sakura Haruno.

She might look pretty and innocent but she guess what? She really isn't. She's been kicked out from nine schools and has a record of too many crimes. Sakura was transferred to a school in Konoha, where all the bad children like her go to. (Though there are nice students there, too innocent to reject.)

Sakura yawned and cuddled in her black silk covered bed. Her room was also black, her bathroom, closet, wall… okay, basically every inch of her room was black except for her hair.

Then there was a bang noise outside her door and finally in barged a woman whom has black hair, emerald eyes and a loud temper. Maybe, you can guess who?

"Sakura Lady Haruno!" yelled her mother who yanked the covers off Sakura, pulled aside the curtains and opened the windows to hear the birds sing and chirp.

"Argh, the light, it burns!" Sakura screamed as she fell off her bed, "Argh, the air is sucking me in…"

"Sakura, get off the floor and get dressed." Her mother rolled her eyes and placed her hands on her hips.

"What for?" Sakura groaned.

"For school!"

"Joy." Sakura muttered.

Sakura's mother (A/N: I'ma call her Lady – maiden name) groaned and walked out her door, slamming it shut and stomping her way downstairs.

Sakura yawned and rubbed her eyes; blinking walked over to her window, closed it and pulled her blinds back to its former position.

"Troublesome." As she walked over to her bathroom, took a shower got dressed into a black tank top, black ripped up jeans, black converse, black mascara, eyeliner, and lipsticks. She had black nails too and pinned a strand of fake black hair into her own.

She walked outta her room and locked it from inside, went downstairs, passed her mother and out the door. The last thing she heard her mother say was, 'Don't do anything rash!'

Whatever, thought Sakura, she didn't care. Sakura walked out and onto the streets. As she was walking, there was either some people staring, gossiping, or ran off from the tension in the air.

"Another one, eh?" said one old lady, smokin' a pipe.

"Won't be the same; just wait." Said another old person, old man.

"Fifteen."

"Twenty in five's."

"Deal." As Sakura walked past them.

Sakura rounded a corner and stopped. Her eyes traveled to the front entrance to her new school. Her eyes trailed up one floor at a time until she stopped on the fifth floor. It might look big, but its height is quite small. She watched as students went in the school. All bright color clothes passing everywhere were making Sakura sick.

Sakura sighed and dragged her way to the open doors. She peaked in; students and teachers were either zooming through the halls trying to get to their classes or hanging out in the hallway talking to their friends.

Sakura walked in, pushing past a couple, almost knocking down a teacher, narrowing her eyes until she bumped into the president of 6th grade.

"Watch where you're going!" Sakura spat.

"I would if I was transparent." The president grumbled.

"Maybe you should be." Sakura growled knowing the other meaning as well, "Step aside." And pushed past the president.

Suddenly, the bell rung, and Sakura finally found the office.

"Excuse me, how may I help you?" said the office assistant. (A/N: I'll only describe the people of the story.)

"You can order me some breakfast?" I said, and looked around the room.

The room was small and tidy as should be expected.

"Uh sorry, but this is a office not a restaurant. If you like, you can go to the café---"

"I'll pass."

Then there was cough, as Sakura and the lady turned their heads; there stood a woman with long blond hair, golden eyes, huge bosoms, and a loud temper. Guess who?

"Principle Tsunade." Gasped the lady.

"Ah, who do we have here?" Tsunade asked, taking in the sight of Sakura, "New student?"

Duh, thought Sakura, Have you ever seen a girl with pink hair before, huh?

"Okay, come into my office then." As they walked in; Sakura observed that Tsunade's room is really disorganized and out of place. It was also dark due to the closed blinds and barely any lights.

"Name?" Tsunade interrupted Sakura's thoughts.

"Mystic one-oh-one." Sakura replied.

"Excuse me?" Tsunade cocked a brow upwards.

"Aruka Onurah." Replied Sakura.

"Is that supposed to make me laugh?"

"Nah, it's supposed to make rofl and say you're funny." Sakura said with a stuck up tone.

"Okay fine. Haha," She laughed, "You're not funny…at all, Sakura."

Sakura shifted and crossed her arms, "So?"

Tsunade opened a drawer and pulled out a folder, "Here's your schedule, your agenda, bathroom pass (keep it with you at all times), your locker lock (btw, your number is on your schedule), and your pass to your class. Now that you got everything, get outta my office."

Sakura gladly walked out her office and the next until she was in the hall. She walked around and stopped to an open door that led to a garden outside. Sakura eyes narrowed as she turned around to go; but bumped into a teacher.

"May I help you with something?" he asked.

Sakura showed him the pass and he nodded and led her to her class. Then he left. Sakura looked at the door that leads to her class. She really didn't want to go inside but knowing she would get bored eventually. Then she heard a yell from inside. Suddenly, the door opened.

"Naru--- oh! New student, eh?" Who seemed to be the teacher/sensai. He had gray spiky hair, a mask covering half his face, and one eye observing Sakura then he stepped aside for Sakura to go in.

As Sakura stepped in the class, it was silent. Sakura kept a stoic cold facial expression.

"I'm Kakashi, the teacher, of course." Kakashi introduced.

Sakura handed him her pass; leant on the chalkboard, crossing her arms, and stared at the class. Creepy.

"SENSAI!!!" yelled a blond boy, whom Sakura assumed the one who yell from earlier, "Why?"

"No Naruto. How many times do I have to say it? No food in class." Kakashi said, "Okay class, this is…" reading the pass, "Sakura Haruno. Transfer student from the Inspection School."

Sakura rolled her eyes as the class started to whisper.

"You may sit next to…Karin." He assigned.

"Eew; I'm not sitting next to her. She'll give me a virus!" Karin---Sakura assumed was preppy--- had red hair, black eyes and is a preppy, bright, slutty girl.

"Fine. Then Sakura, the only left seat is next to Sasuke Uchiha." Kakashi assigned. Sakura found him; he had black chicken butt hair, black eyes, a stoic cold glare and a icy expression. He wore dark blue.

"Sensai, this is perfectly good toast. And you can't take it away from me." Naruto, with his blue pleading eyes, held a toast in his hand.

Sakura walked forward, grabbed the toast outta Naruto's hand and walked to her seat. Once she sat down, she rested her feet on top of the table, leant back and took a bite outta the toast.

"Kya!!! She took my toast! My only toast!" cried/yelled Naruto, "Sensai!"

Sakura smirked. Sasuke hid a smirk also. She felt glares behind her; she assumed Sasuke had a group of fan girls. She thought, this could be fun.

Me: Ita!

…

Me: Ita!

…

Me: ITA!?

Ita: hn?

Me: uh…*ah shoot, I forgot* hi. ^^

Ita: -roll eyes-

Hahaha, this is the end of Chap 1. Please review. The next one is on its way.