I was chosen to burn inside

Crowded by multiple young girls a blonde female was looking towards a pinkette crying, torn between going to help her and staying in her crowd. 'Sakura... I'm so sorry. I can't help you. I don't want to be in your position. I don't want to lose my friends, I'm sorry' Light blue eyes clouded up with tears. The girls surrounding her began to worry and she replied with remembering about a sad movie she watched some time ago.

Sakura sat on the hard cold ground silently pouring out her emotions. Why… why do they hate her? She didn't do anything.

Mother told her they'd love her, adore her, want to be her, but instead all she got was hatred.

It wasn't fair.

They called her ugly and pulled her hair. She thought they were lying at first but now every time she looked in the mirror, she saw a disgusting, pink-haired monster that should die. She looked sorrowfully up at the sky and the clouds. They looked so peaceful up there without a care in the world. Their only purpose was to protect the earth from harmful rays and provide precipitation for the biotic factors on earth. She stood up and started to walk towards the school building to clean up.

Sakura Haruno had no friends. She was ignored by everyone. The only person who even said hi from time to time was Hinata Hyuuga and that was because she pitied her.

She didn't want to be pitied she wanted to be loved.

The girls in her class ultimately prevented that though. They would make rude comments during class. They'd write rude things on her cubby space, throw paper balls at her during class, bump her in the hallway to make her fall, and would threaten anyone who tried to be friends with her. She didn't like it but couldn't do anything about it. If she fought back… they promised her pain. She was in a ruthless spiral into darkness that she couldn't escape.

"Okay class, Remember to practice the hand signs tonight and have a nice evening, class dismissed."

Sakura started to pack up her things as a familiar group of girls waltzed over. 'Oh god not again' "Oh, look who it is. The ugly pink monster that was cursed on our school." Ami sneered. The girls giggled behind her.

"Why are you even here? No one wants you here. You're just a civilian girl that has no talent." Another girl commented. More giggles erupted from the crowd.

"She is such a loser!"

"Billboard brow!"

"What a useless girl, she is a disgrace to everyone at this school."

Ami stepped closer and slapped her books out of Sakura's hands. She bent to pick them up but was met with a sharp tug to her hair. Sakura jolted upwards to meet the disgusted faced of Ami. "EWWW! I touched it!" Ami shrieked. She wiped her hand on the table knocking the pencils off Sakura's desk. "Guys let's not waste time on this thing." Ami said as her and her lackeys stalked off while making remarks about her forehead.

Sakura bent down to pick up her stuff. Why did they pick on her? She did do anything to them. She stuffed her books and pencils into her bag and started down the hallway. They have been making fun of her since she started the academy. When they saw her and found out she came from a civilian family they started to bully her. They wanted to make her quit the school. Sakura didn't and would never leave the school. She studied very hard in order to keep a high grade in this school and nothing would jeopardize her ranking.

She finally made it home and opened the door to her house. She trudged upstairs and flopped down on her bed. She didn't leave her room often. The only time she leaves is to eat and other than that she's inside her house at all times.

She laid on her bed thinking about herself why she was so ugly. Why wasn't she born with normal hair? Why is her forehead so big? Why was she such a loser? Why did everyone hate her?

She walked downstairs, made a quick dinner and went to bed.

The next morning she awoke and wanted nothing more than to look out the window and see the world falling apart. She glanced out the window and of course there is no post- apocalyptic world but a beautiful, sunny, blue sky. She slumped out of bed and made her way to the bathroom to get ready for the day ahead.

She strapped on her bag and walked out the door. While walking past multiple shops, she spotted a group of girls ahead of her from the ninja academy. They were chatting animatedly amongst one another. She wanted that. People to fall back on, to defend you when you're picked on. She craved that friendship to the point it hurt. The group of girls disappeared into the academy.

Sakura hadn't realize she was at the academy until then. It was still early so Ami and her crowd of misfits wouldn't be there.

She crossed multiple empty corridors until she reached her classroom. Cautiously sliding open the door she saw none of her tormentors were around. She sat next to a window and stared out onto the blue abyss they called a sky. Sakura often wondered how they named things. She knew that they got the bases of the words from Greek and Roman words, but where do they get the idea to put the two words together? It was interesting to think about.

Sakura then noticed other children entered the classroom. In the classroom now was Uzumaki Naruto, He was despised by the villagers and a few times the teachers would give Naruto a hard time so he'll fail. The villagers called him a beast and was told to stay away from him. Yet even through that he still had friends, Kiba, Shikamaru, Choji, and Shino were their names. They'd stay by his side when someone spoke rudely towards him. The group of boys flooded into the room and sat down at a couple of desks and chattered amongst themselves.

Next person to walk in the room was Uchiha Sasuke. He was a part of the renowned Uchiha clan, one of the most powerful clans in Konoha. He was the youngest brother of the main head family. He is at the rank in the class and is admired by almost every girl in the class. That included her personal bullies.

She turned away from the door and checked for things in her bag. She had her notebooks, textbooks, lunch, pencil bag, and books for reading pleasure. She had everything. She looked back out the window and attempted to continue her thoughts on word structure when a shrill squeal caused her train of thought to crash and burn.

"SASUKE-KUN!"

A cloud of fangirls surged into the room like wildfire and surrounded Sasuke. They were asking him questions like what his favorite color was and such.

"Oh look who decided to show their ugly face."

Oh no.

Sakura slowly turned their head towards the occupant of the voice and was met with none other than Ami and her group of scoundrels. "I didn't think you would show that ugly face of yours again. I have respect for your mother for having to deal with you ever day," Ami sneered. Sakura looked down and began to fiddle with her fingers.

"I bet she makes her go to school early so then she won't have to deal with her for any longer than she needs to."

"Forehead girl."

"Ugly."

"Disgusting brat."

"Weirdo."

"She is so pathetic."

Ami stepped up and put her hand on the desk. "You don't belong here. Why don't you go back to your simple little civilian school?" The group of girl started to laugh and walked off to go admire the Uchiha.

Great, she come to school early to avoid them and she is still made fun off anyway. Nobody even stood up for her. Was she really so insignificant that it doesn't matter what happens to her? Sakura sat at her desk once again praying that something drastic will happen.

…

Nothing.

The teacher walked into the room and began class.

A/N: This is heavily inspired by the story Blossoming Flower by MiyukiYukimura.

This alike to that story but with my own spin on it. SO Constructive criticism is wanted. One review telling me you want more is all I need.