A/N- I know, I should be working on Invisibles A Power, but this popped into my head when I finished my Myself book, which is actually a composition book filled with thoughts, the truth, events, lyrics, and 'dirty little secrets'

A/N- I know, I should be working on Invisibles A Power, but this popped into my head when I finished my Myself book, which is actually a composition book filled with thoughts, the truth, events, lyrics, and 'dirty little secrets'. You fill it up with……. Things. That someday, people will know, something that you are afraid to tell. Then you give it to someone. For me, that's Kevin, a good guy friend of mine, (most of my friends are guys!! Is that weird??) Who is moving tomorrow. Not far. Just like, the next city over. Well, enjoy! Don't worry- I just posted chapter 5 of Invisibles A Power, so I will continue both! AT THE SAME TIME! MULTI- TASKING, BABY!

It began with a book. MY book, being snatched out of my 16 year old hands.

"OI! That's mine!"

I shouted at the dumb blonde, currently sticking her tongue out at me. We had been friend's seince pre-k, and let me tell you- she ain't any smarter than she was then. Don't get me wrong- most of my Chess-club buddies are blond. And they are SMART. They even beat Shikamaru at chess! He was just too lazy, I presume. Shikamaru was a lazy-ass genius, well- as far as I am sure. He went to boot camp over the summer- he might've gotten motivated to do SOMETHING. I suppose the most drastic change in him is, he has gotten taller and his head is like, no longer pineapple shaped. I'm taking crew-cut!

Anyways, back to the events. Ino, my friend, was flipping through my LIFE book. Her long blonde hair was in front of her face, and her cheeks were turning red. Uh- oh. Must be 'dirty little secret 6'. My deepest darkest one. Not that I'm gonna share that with you! YET.

Well, while she was busy being stunned, I grabbed the book. Just then, the bell rang, and Kakashi walked in.

"Alrighty class! So here are the rules!"

For my personality, Most find it weird that I dress punk, and I skateboard and BMX bike… I suppose it's because I'm a kind of 'let the chips fall where they may' person. Like, anything that is supposed to happen will. So they automatically assume I'm peppy and LAZY. I'm hyper, sure, and ANYTHING BUT lazy. I finish homework in NO TIME FLAT!

I was far too into my sketch to notice a particularly pretty boy sit next to me. Fine. Pretty, beautiful, handsome, what have you. I looked around the room, scratching out my sketch of a unicorn. It looked like a disfigured sponge. Ino always said that they were beautiful, and that I was a wonderful artist, but I thought they always turned out like crap.

I looked at him, noticing finally his be-a-utful lips moving angrily at me.

"Excuse me? Could you repeat that?" Said, trying to be polite, but he just glared.

"What, are you deaf? I said, what's your name, dumbass?"

I glared.

"Jeez, no need to be so rude. I'm sorry I couldn't hear, but don't insult." I said, trying my best to sound intimidating, though failing miserably. I had no idea what it sounded like, like ANYTHING sounded like. When I read those harsh words on has lips, I normally wouldn't mind, but saying I'm deaf as if it were an insult was going too far.

"Gosh, you sound funny. Why is that?"

I glared again.

"Fuck off." I was often told that my F's sounded funny, but I never learned to say them quite right- I was born deaf, so it was harder to learn to speak, with out being able to hear what it was supposed to sound like. I'm glad I could at least lip-read.

"Sasuke began to look at me as if I had grown 3 heads, for whatever reason. It must have been the F. Damn it, whenever I see someone I might want to be friends with, they all get turned off by my voce! I dunno what it even sounds like!! RGH!

Ino turned around, and mouthed to me quietly, "Who's the HUNK!?" I smirked, and signed back,

"NO IDEA."

I had met Ino at a sign language class, when I was 4. Along with learning to lip-read, my father wanted me to learn to sign as well. We had met and become friends right away. Never did she tease me harshly; it had become a joke between us. And then I met Naruto, and we 3 became the best of friends.

When I looked at the teacher, I noticed him looking at me intently, along with the rest of the class. I looked to Ino for help, and she whispered to me,

"He wants you to answer the question on the board."

I couldn't read his lips- he wore a mask over his mouth, and an eye patch. Certainly a character.

I finished the problem and the rest of my cases until lunch relatively fine- Sasuke was in every one of my classes. Ino invited him to sit with us at lunch. Damn her. By the time I had bought lunch, sat down at the table, and talked to Naruto for 5 minutes, Sasuke sat next to me, though I didn't notice until Naruto's attention turned to my left.

I caught the last of his sentence.

"Rude, isn't she?..."

"Who?"

"You," Sasuke said. "I've been asking your name for like, a minute."

I smiled.

"You honestly don't get it?"

"Get what?"

"I'm deaf. My name is Sakura, by the way." Said, smiling.

"… oh."

"I accept your apology! So are you new here or something?"

"Hn." He said, looking away.

Like I cared, I mean, HN?? What kind of an answer is that?? So instead of trying to make conversation, I began to eat my –awesome- meal from the new vegetarian store I got down the block. Their hummus is like, THE most delicious thing on the face of the earth. I don't eat meat because, I would always imagine being the sister of said animal being eaten- it's like, how would THEY feel? I just can't imagine it with plants.

So, Anyway, Mr. Emo turned out to be my neighbor. How did I find out? Well, it turned out something like this.

I was simply minding my own business, splatter-painting my garage, (With Da's permission, of course!) When Capitan Emo taps me on the shoulder. He was right behind me, so I couldn't see or hear him coming. I whipped around, and smeared a bright green line of paint right across his nose. Uh- oh.

He was ANGRY. But somehow, even though he was yelling, I managed to figure out what he was saying.

"Come!... DINNER!! MOM!!"

I couldn't read all of the words, so of course I used one of my famous lines-

"Stop talking so fast! I can't read you!" I shouted, (Or at least thought I did.) So, the next night, I was obligated to attend a highly fancy dinner with my dad. Joy. So much for a good first day. Not that it had started off nice.

I was also nervous because my father and I lived in a tiny one- story house, with only a living room, bathroom, kitchen, and two bedrooms. He lived in a 4- story house- it was ginormous! Which isn't actually a word! Can you believe it!? It should be gigantic or enormous. Wow. That's a grammar lesson for ya!

A/N- so yeah, hope ya like it. Dumb? Good? Bad? PLEASE, review… I- need reviews to continue. Helpful comments? What did I do wrong? What did I do right?