New story!...I just had to start it...but I probably won't update a lot until I finish Dangerous Eternity.
The full summary is posted on my page! Check it out!
I may, or may not, rewrite or dink with this prologue a little bit.
It will be high school set...
Romance/friendship/comfort/blah blah...but it will be deep, and hopefully very cute.
Sasuke- OOC...I'll try to keep that in check.
Otherwise, I know this little chappy might be slow or boring but...I couldn't start out too strong.
(P.s. the italics in quotations are like Sakura narrating to herself, or you...or whatever...you get it haha)
And I'll be completely honest, you can't build too much of an idea of that the plot will be off this prologue...
Unless you look deep, but that's hard. So just read the next chapter at least.

Please just give this a chance, and review to tell me your thoughts.
It's so appreciated...like, you don't even know!
And I have to be honest...
I think this plot is amazing...if you liked my other two stories, I can guarantee...
You will LOVE this.


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Chapter One:

When Words Meet Memories

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"Hey love, is that the name you meant to have for me to call?"

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The light casted off her silver cross pendant like the sun's concentrated rays reflect off a lake's lucid waters. She ran her fingers over the emblem slowly as strands of her long, delicate, pink hair flowed over her shoulders and around her arms. It splayed a bit across the desk in front of her as she rested her right elbow on the surface of the wooden desk.

She glanced to her left longingly, staring out the window at the animated city just beyond the clear glass and cold walls. Her emerald eyes darkened with thought as the bell rang and people stood up, one after another, to exit the prison called high school. Gathering her things in her bag, she decided she was now old enough to ultimately make her own resolutions.

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"I guess in every way I'm your average high school student...the type that dreads waking up so early in the morning and would rather be bored than actually do any type of work. Meet me, Sakura Haruno...which, really, if you've met anybody else...you've met me. Or at least, have an idea of what I'm like. I attend Konoha Academy, a very prestigious school, if I do say so myself...and I'm in the 10th grade, a.k.a. my first year of high school. Maybe I give it too much thought, but I can't help but wonder if this year will be the same as the others. It's a bit embarrassing, but I have this feeling that high school could, and undoubtedly will, shape the person I desire to become."

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She passed through the door quickly, avoiding any eye contact. Though strong in her determination and unwaveringin her belief's that this year would be the best, she couldn't help but feel as if she were the only one with such hopes and wishes for the year as she passed numerous students in the endless halls.

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"I'm pretty normal, I guess. I can be bitchy and moody, but I'm a nice person. I get my homework done on time when I do it, but I don't always do the assignments. So then my grades aren't straight A's, either. I play volleyball, but I'm not a star athlete, and part of that is due to my nice little case of asthma--which actually doesn't even act up much, thank god. I suppose I have one talent, but I choose to keep that to myself. So about the only thing I have going for me is my looks...which is sad to say, because I'm not super pretty...but I've seen uglier...and I have a slightly larger forehead. Whatever. But...my personality isn't horrible either...so that's another plus. I live off music and read shoujo manga as if it were my life...and even when you put all these together...I have to say, I'm pretty normal."

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Her feet moved steadily as she maneuvered her way around the people crowding the hallway. Her pink hair swayed behind her as she kept her eyes peeled. Students clung to their lockers while teachers harshly fought their way through the chaos.

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"I know that high school is nothing more than a hell where males and females alike sit in desks all day long and acquire knowledge about pointless pieces of information. I know this because even though I'm the best at seeming optimistic in rather distasteful moments, I'm no different than the regular school girl. I obsess about looks and make-up, plan the weekend ahead, day dream about clothes and fairy tales, and want to fall in love. But honestly, the most common thing shared between me and every other person in this school, is the thought that high school absolutely sucks, and I'd rather be doing anything else but this."

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"Please tell me your first day was better than mine. I have, like, three classes with you, and only in one of those do I get to see the hottest boy in school, if he even shows." A blondwith deep accented, turquoise eyes and a slender figure approached Sakura from the right. Her long pale blonde hair was tied in a pony, creating a dazzling effect for her appearance.

"I have just one class withhim, too. He's only in creative writing with us. But count your blessings, because it's not like seniors and sophomores end up in the same classes all the time." Sakura replied in a matter-of-fact tone, keeping her eyesight directly in front of her.

"Yeah, but he wasn't even there today. I guess the rumors were true about him only rarely attending class." The blond sighed sullenly, falling into step beside Sakura.

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"This perky albeit dramatic belle beside me is Ino Yamanaka. She's my age, my height, super gorgeous, and plays volleyball withme. We've been friends since forever, but I can't remember a time when we didn't share a beloved childish rivalry. She's stubborn but sweet and has a bad temper...but it's not quite comparable to mine. Along withthat, she has a tendency to call me 'forehead', so I call her pig, which suits her very well. We, also, along with every other girl in this school, share the same pathetic crush on the same perfect boy."

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"Oh! Oh god, look! It's Shikamaru and Kiba! Hehas to be around here somewhere with that other annoying blond!" Inosquealed as quietly as possible, linking her arm with Sakura's. Though she had just noticed to other handsome boys, her thoughts never left that one. Both their eyes scanned the area by the two boys ahead of them making their way out of the building as well.

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"ShikamaruNara...the laziest boy I have ever met...is also rather close with Ino. They've been friends since they about twelve, and despite her constant denial, she's fond of his looks. And I personally don't blame her. He has cool grey eyes and dark hair that's almost always tied up into a pony tail...and he looks rather attractive in our black and white uniforms. I'm also very impressed that he wears the tie securely with all the buttons done. Not many guys around here do that."

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As Ino and Sakura passed Shikamaru and Kiba, Ino looked back and waved, catching the Nara boys' attention.

"Maybe you should walk faster. My grandma runs that speed." She playfully stuck her tongue out at him, causing Shikamaru to sigh and roll his eyes.

"Maybe you should watch where you're going, sophomore." Kiba called back, shooting Ino a cocky, I'm-better-than-you, grin.

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"Kiba Inuzuka...looks cute in our uniform too, I suppose. His short, yet scraggly, brown hair and crazy, lively eyes, make him one of the few very cute boys in this school. Yet, in all honesty, I can't say I know him...or Shikamaru...or the other ones I'm really dying to see more of. Especially this one boy."

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Ino snorted and broke the link between their arms. Sakuraglanced at her with an eyebrow perked as the blond smiled at her.

"Well, let's hope he's here tomorrow, then. I'll text you tonight. See ya, forehead!" And withthose dear parting words, they were both out the main doors and Ino was headed in the opposite direction of Sakura.

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"I'm also friends with this other girl named Tenten, who always wears her hair in two buns on either side of her head. She's more so close with the guys than the girls...but that's okay, because guess what? She's got a thing for Neji Hyuuga, another cute boy...who just happens to hang out with the guy I'm totally into. Oh, and my other good friend is Hinata Hyuuga, Neji's cousin...which is a super plus...because it's a nice excuse to talk to him. And lastly, Naruto Uzumaki...is probably my best friend. Like, ever...though I hate to admit it sometimes. He can be an airhead, obliviously rude, ill-mannered, immature, and a complete moron at times...but when it really matters...he's there for me, which rocks. And best of all about being close to Naruto Uzumaki...is that he's best friends--and when I say best friends, I mean that he is the one boy in this whole school, maybe the world, that spends over 90 of his time, and is closest with...Sasuke Uchiha."

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Sakura shifted her bag on her shoulder and started to walk home, running over the events and non-important occurrences of the first day of high school. In all reality, she was slightly bummed that she didn't get to see Sasuke in her creative writing class...but that was okay, because there was always tomorrow.

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"Dark, long, spiky...perfect raven hair...mysterious and ominous eyes that could cut away at my sanity if they ever caught my own. Tall with not tan, but not pale skin. Built, but not too bulky. Not horribly skinny. Perfection. That is the beauty of Sasuke Uchiha..."

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Sakura inwardly laughed at herself as after a half hour walk, she reached her humble abode.

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"At least...that's what I thought a while back. Now, he's still cool...and sexy, and everything a girl wants. And I'm no exception from his unparalleled ability to create attraction...but I'm a lotmore tame about it. I won't stare at him anymore, and he doesn't constantly plague my thoughts. He interests me, but he isn't quite the world. Yet...I really wish I could meet him, face to face...word for word. Because I've talked to him maybe five times in my life. But the conversation has never gone longer than ten minutes...and it's never been about anything important or deep or even intriguing. I've never been alone withhim...always with Naruto. He's never smiled at me, and he's never gone out of his way to talk to me. He probably doesn't even know my last name. But that's okay..."

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She walked clumsily up to her room, accidentally slammed the door, tossed herself onto her bed, and sighed dreamily into her pillow.

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"You could describe Sasuke Uchiha as the boy...who never attends class. And nobody knows why. Maybe he's just not dedicated to school? He doesn't play sports...but manages to have a social life and go out with his friends on weekends. He's the boy who never sits up straight in class...doesn't pay attention but still gets good grades...has a completely emotionless face...only talks to his few close friends...wears his tie looser than even the average high school boy with his top two buttons undone...and can get any girl he wants, just by a few simple words. Sasuke Uchiha smirks when he's right, or when he's being a smart-ass, or having a conversation with a pal. His actual smile would be adorable...one he'd use when he really felt emotion...like when he'd smile at a girl. Sasuke Uchiha never grins, or talks unnecessarily. He's calm, collected, mature, quiet, mysterious, and keeps to himself."

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She felt her sense's drifting into a drunken state, realizing she pulled an all nighter the night before.

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"But I guess...I don't know him. This is pure observation. But I can honestly say...I've had a huge crush on Sasuke Uchiha...since I was twelve. I'm sixteen now...matured... secretly very smart...totally into music like it was my life...obsessed with shoujo manga...and most of all...a fan of fairy tales. I'm an innocent believer, who's never really met a tainted realist...so I've never met opposition in my fantasies...like I've never fallen in love..."

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And just like that, he was about to hold her happily-ever-after in his fairytale.


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