"….kura…Sakura…SAKURA!"

My eyes shot open. Who's calling me? It sounds like Ino. God she annoys the shit out of me sometimes.

I groaned as I rubbed my eyes and sat up on my elbows looking groggy.

"What do you want you incessant woman?"

"Well! I come by to see my best friend to wake her with some juicy gossip and this is the thanks I get? Hmph!"

"Ino, you forget, I couldn't give two shits about your 'juicy gossip'."

"And what's with that potty mouth of yours? Why can't you talk like a lady? Men don't like their women swearing like a freaking sailor! I mean seriously Sakura yo-"

"God shut the fuck up Ino!" I massaged my temples. "You're giving me a big fat migraine!"

That shut her up. The first peace and quiet since she opened her big mouth. Ha! Look at her face! It's pink and puffy! And her nose is pointed up at the ceiling with her arms crossed. She lives up to that nickname of hers.

"Thank you. Now why did you break into my apartment and wake me up at…," I looked at the clock on my night stand, "8:27 on a Sunday morning?"

At that moment I knew something was up. She had that look in her eyes. The one she gets when she knows something that she thinks is gold. She started grinning like a snake.

"Well," she started off with a sly smirk," word on the street is that you have a secret admirer! It's so romantic! A mystery love! It's so exciting!"

Damn, did Ino know how to talk her ass off. She could go on for hours and not even stop for a breath! Jesus woman! She would just talk and talk and talk and ta- wait did she just say I have a secret admirer?

No shit, Sherlock."

STFU you stupid….stupid….just be quiet, will ya?

That, was Inner Sakura. Or as I like to call her IS or Izzie. She's like me except, how do I say it, more opinionated. And she gets hyped up quick if you say something that rubs her the wrong way (get your head out of the gutter! PERVS!)

"Ino."

"I would love to have a secret admirer! He would send me cute love cards-"

"Ino."

"-leave me messages and Oh! Buy me candy."

"Ino."

"I hope he'd write me cute little love notes and maybe a poem or two beca-"

"INO!"

"WHAT?"

"Where did you hear that?"

She started fidgeting. She looked around the room and bit her lip. She always does that when she's trying to hide something from me or she feels guilty.

"Um…well I may have, accidently…" she twiddled her thumbs.

"Ino.." I said in that warning voice that meant doom was soon to come if my question wasn't answered in the next 5 seconds.

"..spread the rumor around but I didn't mean to! I swear!" She said that last part so fast you would think she wasn't breathing the entire time.

I buried my face into my hands with a huge sigh escaping my lips. This is what I get for having the biggest town gossip as my best friend.

"Why spread lies Ino, why?" I mumbled from my hands.

"It wasn't a lie! You got three notes in your locker, random texts from an unknown number, and you get flowers with candy delivered to your homeroom and fourth period nearly every day! If that's not a secret admirer, than I don't know what is!"

…..I guess she had a point there. For the last week and a half, I've been getting things from this anonymous person. I mean that's kind of creepy. Who knows my locker location and combo, cellphone number AND my schedule? It gave me goosebumps just thinking about it. But I didn't want to talk about this right now. I'm sort of glad Ino came to wake me up because it's about time I go out for my morning run in about an hour and a half. I yawned and stretched like a cat ignoring Ino's constant chattering.

"Ino, I gotta get ready for my morning run. Come back at like 4 or something, okay?"

"Sure! I have a breakfast date anyway." She started walked out of my room and down the hall towards the door, "When I come back you'd better give me the deets okay Forehead?"

"Yeah yeah whatever just get out stupid Pig!"

"Love you too sweetheart! Mwah!" The door then slammed.

I fell back on to the bed and stayed silent for a minute to make sure she was finally gone. When I was sure she was gone, I got off the bed and went to get my art text book at the foot of my bed. I flipped to page 347 and slipped out a red paper with tiny gold stars folded up into a little heart. I sat down on the floor leaning my back onto the bed. I took the note and opened it up. It was one of the notes from my locker. I found it on Thursday hanging behind my sweater. I

I never knew about happiness;
I didn't think dreams came true;
I couldn't believe in love,
Until I finally met you.

S.A. ღ

It was so sweet. I've read it and reread it at least 15 times. And every time I read it I

blush. I folded it back into a heart and held it against my heart. I didn't know I was smiling until my cheeks started to ache. I've never told Ino but this type of thing always gets me weak in the knees. I'm a romantic at heart. I even have a small romance novel collection hidden deep behind my shoes when Ino decides to raid my closet so she can't find them and burst my bubble. I always wished I could be swept off my feet by a prince charming or at least a normal charming man who knows how to woo a woman. I wonder who he is. I hope he's handsome. I know it's shallow and superficial but it would be a waste to have a not-so-handsome admirer. Oh well. Time for my run.

Tick. 7:27. Tick. 7:28. Tick. 7:29….

Snore….Tick. 7:30.

"I KNOW YOU LOVE ME, I KNOW YOU CARE! JUST SHOUT WHENEVER AND I"LL BE-!"

"AHH! I'm up! I'm UP!"

I threw the horrid alarm clock at the floor. Geez, I really gotta stop letting Ino pick my alarm songs. Well now it's Monday morning. Ino didn't come back so I suspect that her breakfast date turned into an all-day thing but at least I didn't have to give her the "deets." I'm also glad I got out of my romance daze. Now i'm back to regular confident Sakura Haruno. I'm really a cocky person but I love it that way.

Morning routine time! Shower...check! Eat…check! Get dressed….check! Today I decided to wear a nerdy look today. I had on a short sleeve button up, black suspenders, brown leather high heeled oxfords, gray khaki short shorts, pink and black plaid knee highs, black Ray Bans glasses non-prescription, and my Gucci bag. I pulled my waist length hair into a high ponytail and added a cute black and white polka dot bow and put on matching earrings. Man did I look sexy!

"WE look sexy outer, WE."

Ok WE look hot Izzy.

Puberty treated me well. I grew to be 5'11 with a full c cup chest, an itty bitty waist and nice and curvy hips not to mention my endless legs. Ino would regularly share with the world how jealous she was of my body. And I enjoyed her jealousy quite well. You know why? I'm sexy and I know it!

"Ahh! Boy, look at this body! I-I I work out."

Well I'm off. I grabbed my keys, helmet and leather jacket and ran out the door locking it and throwing everything on. I put the keys into the ignition of my pink and black Suzuki 2011 GSX1250FA and headed off towards Prince Hills Preparatory School. Oh did I forget to mention that my family is very wealthy and that I go to a very exclusive private high school with college level classes in Milan, Italy? No? Sorry.

Ah good old PHPS, the second biggest campus in Milan. It's beautiful. There are a lot of students but the classes aren't crowded. At PHPS, we have The Royal Preps. For those of you who haven't heard, The Royal Preps are a group of the kids who are heirs of their family business. To be an RP, your family business has to be known worldwide. By the way, I'm also a Royal Prep. My mother is a famous cosmetologist/fashion designer and my father is a high end international businessman. They each have their own companies so I get to run which ever I choose when it's my turn. I'll tell you more as we go along.

So here I am now at my locker putting away my helmet and leather jacket when I feel two hands snake around my waist and pull me into a broad chest...

oh TBC!

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