Sakura had lived in Australia for most of her life she wasn't like most teenagers her age party guys and latest gossip she didn't care she lived in a town that could be confused with a desert or that she was socially retarded she hasn't seen her Dad she was five he lived all the way in America which is where her problems starts.

Her mother had finally moved on from her drunken idiot of a father to a decent boyfriend who she became engaged with Sakura was happy for her mother and her fiancé Travis but the problem was they wanted to go on a honeymoon and in this way Sakura felt that she was repaying her mother for looking after her.

Which meant she had to move to America Los Angeles to be exact population 3,849,378 which was a lot more people than Sakura is use to not to mention she is going to a school that is low on budget.

___________________________Sakura P.O.V____________________________________________

I looked at the dull green grass and the scorching hot weather and the never leaving sun for the last time and walked slowly to a place that I would always go to it was the only place with trees one thats didn't look dead it was also more unique with a small creek and a nice rock .

I kneeled down as I slowly put a hole in the ground the only place where plants would grow it was an cactus I had a odd obsession with them hard and spiky on the inside but soft enough to have spiders living in them I admired my plant that hopefully would last when I got back .

I got my sketch pad out and drew I wasn't the best but I did have some talent I enjoyed drawing some would say I'm a perfectionist but when you are trying to draw something that means something to you I guess you want it to look like a picture when you have a camera.

"Hurry up Sakura we have to get there early"

The loudness of the voice made me fall of the rock and then I realized I needed to quickly get ready I ran fast to my small place that was old and grey that looked like a house an old lady might own who was a loner.

I would have ran faster if the hot sun didn't slow me down I stunk of bio from the sweat and ended up walking I swerved past my Mum and went to my room it was a bit bigger than a toilet only thing giving it off that it was a room was a bed .

I grabbed my brush and tried to get rid of the knots in my pastel pink hair once I was finally done I changed my clothes I wore a pair of stone coloured shorts and black singlet top and boots it was obvious I was a country girl I tried to cover my overly large forehead as best as I could but ended up not caring I grabbed my sunnies and ran in to my car.

The car was dented and off red it was hot and stuffy inside it was a boring trip the radio didn't work I looked at the window sketching the hills it was a nice green colour unlike my back yard it was never ending loads of trees we would stop off at cafes once or twice they were so overpriced five dollars for a coke!

I have decided not to be sad on my decision to leave my home that I loved the hot weather the major droughts freezing cold nights and sometimes drenching rain falls and my overbearing mother with dimples from laughing and ditsy step dad.

Although I was going to a place where I hardly knew anything and probably would not fit in and living with someone I can't help but to hate for abandoning my mother and I for a cheap slut appearantly he stopped drinking this year was definitely going to be the worst and hardest year of my life.

Short I know and I should probably continue with my other story but I just got this idea in my head anyhow if I get reviews then I know some1s reading it.