My original plan wasnt to make this into a fanfic but a actual story but I decided what the hay!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto!
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Sweet Sacrifice
I have become the whisper in the wind... I am gone but I will never be forgotten. Why? Simple, I made sure I wouldn't be forgotten...
Chapter 1: The Circus comes to town...
Orphaned and alone, I have cut myself off from the outside world. Some call me a freak others a reject. They don't matter though. Their words merely roll off me. Nothing they could say or do can break me, or at least that was what I thought.
As I walked through the halls on my first day at the new school, I could already feel their eyes trying to burn through me. I knew what they where thinking, whats she doing here. The administrators don't honestly believe someone like her could make it here. Yeah someone like me. Me and my skater attire...well yeah. The only thing I don't like about me is well my hair, it is well... very....er pink. I know what your thinking pink hair. Yeah well I have this hideous pink hair, its so light I could swear its almost white. Thankfully I have these lovely dark green eyes of mine which seen even darker with my black eyeliner.
Today I felt the need to wear something fitting, you know try and make a good impression.....you know I am lying to you when I say that right? I mean me care about making a good impression, yeah right I could care less what a bunch of stuck up snobs think of me...or did I? Na at the moment I couldn't care less.
When I enter the classroom nothing changed. I found all eyes on me, most turned away almost instant, others lingered, scanning me with disgust. Well, all but one. In the back row I found myself staring into beautiful onyx eyes. Thats when it started when we fist laid eyes on each other. His name was Sasuke Uchiha, aka the most desirable person in the school. Known for his perfect grades, looks and athletic talents he was easily the king of the school. That much I had learned so far, his little fan girls did come in handle I do suppose.
Our little staring contest was interrupted though as a girl pushed right past me, so hard I actually fell down. My eyes flew up to get a look at the person responsible and I found them...easily. In front of me, hands on hips, stood her. Meet the "queen" she is easily the rudest, stuck up, snob of them all. She has this beach blond hair which you just know is fake due to the fact her roots are so brown. Her olive eyes where outlined with this pink eyeliner, and her eye shadow also pink, oh did I forget to mention she had on pink lipstick as well. It was like staring down my worst nightmare. Seriously who in their right mind could think that looks good. Sick!
"OMG look what the janitor forgot to sweep up, a lousy pile of trash," she smirked and I heard giggling behind me, no doubt from her pose. "You know talking about yourself like that, is no way helping people actual think your right in the head Ayame," I turned my head to the right and saw a girl making her way toward us. So this things name is Ayame, I mused I had though it was something more along the lines of pathetic wrench.
I blinked and found a hand outreached toward me. "Sorry, you just have to ignore that thing," I took the girls hand and stood. I quickly noticed that the other girl had dissapered. I turned my attention to my savior, thats when I got a good look at her. She had long straight blond hair that reached her mid stomach, her eyes where crystal blue.
"Hi, my name is Ino Yamanka, you must be Sakura Haruno," she smiled and I just nodded. "Come on I will introduce you to the rest of the gang," and with that she pulled me off toward the back of the class, straight toward a group of six kids. Funny thing is I actually let her.
As I reached them, I saw them more clearly. There was a girl with dark brown eyes, her equally brown hair was set up in two buns. Next to her sat a girl with shoulder length purple hair, she has the nicest shade of lavender as her eye color. Behind them sat two boys; one had spiky black hair that was pulled into a pony tail with dark eyes, the other had the same color eyes as the girl and had long brown hair that was pulled into a loose ponytail. Across the aisle sat a yet another boy, whom had this dark spiky hair and these sharp black eyes. I also noticed he had these red marks on his cheek, but my attention strayed from him and onto the person next to him. "Mari-chan?"
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