A/N- SO! MY FIRST STORY! Can you say 'yay?' no? That's ok. I'm doing this for enjoyment. Sort of. But just so you know- this is sasusaku, but OOC, and so autobiographical it's hardly funny.
So. Without further ado, ENJOY. (Ooh, and sorry about the pov thing- I couldn't really figure out how to make it flow, so there.)
Cliques. The word that can strike fear into high schoolers hearts. The brand names, the artists, the music kids. The punks, the emo- Goths, the skaters, artists, and the outcast. The most feared clique is the populars- not only are they quite cruel, but gaining territory. They recently took over the flight of stairs to the second floor, which was the punk's turf before. Their new favorite sport is pushing people off or down them.
I don't fit into any one group—you see- I'm invisible. No matter what I do, nobody pays me any attention. I have pink hair, play the guitar and piano- I even compose music and am on a level 6 gymnastics team!
-End Sakura POV-
So, she went to the gym where the cheerleaders are taking up the floor- again- she hasn't practiced her routine in nearly a week. The cheerleaders don't do anything but scream anyway. So instead, she begins to work on my bars routine. Coach Kakashi comes out reading his orange book again. He probably only coaches us because he gets to see all of the girls wearing the leotards. They show off all of their curves, no matter how modest they are. Oh well. It's not like Sakura had many anyway.
She didn't notice him come out, so when he tells Sakura to point her toes, she lets out a yelp.
"EEP! "
A loud THUD could be heard. She was in the middle of switching from the low to high bar and her hand barely grazed the bar before she fell on my stomach.
"Shit coach; don't scare me like that,"
Sakura said, brushing the chalk off my leotard. I think that's why no boys were on out teams. The uniforms. They weren't that bad- green and gold looked lovely together.
As he walks to go talk to the basketball team about something, he tells her to go work on her beam routine. "Fine," Sakura obliges.
After a moment of stretching, she steps in front of the springboard as the boy's basketball team and kakashi went in. The boys immediately went to the cheerleaders to talk, flirt, watch the routine, or kiss. Of course.
Kakashi nods at the graceful girl, and she runs towards the springboard, doing a front handspring, then a front tuck onto the beam. She continued, all the while ignoring Ami who was glaring at her for interrupting her mid- sentence when she jumped on the springboard. Those tings can be really loud.
'Back handspring- oop! Balance! Tuck, full turn, front tuck, back pike-' She was cut off mid thought as a pom pom smacked her in the head, making her over rotate.
THUNK! She twisted in midair like a cat- and smacked her stomach on the beam. Ouch. (A/N- That hurts so Freaking BAD! I did that once. I thought I would die. TT)
FOOOOOOOOOOH. Sakura let out a big gush of air escape her lungs she didn't even know she was holding. Ino rushed over- she was her only friend, and she was on the cheerleading team.
"OH MY GOD! SAKURA, ARE YOU OK?!"
She sat up on the beam and smiled weakly.
"Yup!"
"Sakura, take a break." Kakashi stated. He gave her a look that said, 'that's an order, missy.'
As she was leaving, Ami bumped her shoulder. "Don't interrupt."
Ino quickly followed to the bathroom.
"Ami is just being so—GHHHH." Ino pouted.
Besides Ino, Ami was the only one who paid attention to her. Not that that was a good thing. She pulled the top portion of her leotard down, to look at her stomach.
"Ooh. Already bruising. Tsk. Amy will be so happy."
"It's nothing compared to when she dropped you during the basketball game." Sakura replied.
Ino cringed at the memory. OUCH. She suffered a broken leg. SIGH. Ino put on a bright face, and asked "Are you still going bowling? Coaches treat."
Oh. That's right. The coaches are treating all the sports teams to a night of bowling.
Yippee.
Everyone will be there. Even Sasuke. Oh well. Not going to notice her. As usual. As much as she would like him to. Bowling it is, I suppose.
"Yeah, sure. I'll be there. Tomorrow, yeah? 3 to 8? Awesome. Bye. I gotta work on bars. I should hide- I'm sure everyone saw me fall."
Sakura said sadly.
The rest of her team had bailed for the day. It was Friday, 5:00 already.
"K. bai."
Sakura walked over to Kakashi, who smiled.
"Nice going, kid. Go home and rest your stomach." She smiled. What did he mean by that?
"He ruffled her hair, and said, "Be glad you don't have balls."
Sakura's face paled. With that, she went to the music room, grabbed her guitar, and hurried home, not bothering to change.
Good? Bad? Not worth it? Be sure to review. Or else I won't continue it. Really. I am sorry it's so short, but I have legitimate reasons. One, I have a competition tomorrow. 2, my brother is pestering me to get off the computer so he can make a phone call. Silly older brother. Sigh. Well, next chapter will be much better and much longer. Baibai now! AND REVIEW.