Chapter 1 of In the Land of the Blindfolded
By Jacqulin
Authors Note: This idea began to bug me for a while and I was wondering on whether I should write it or not. So this is my new story. I think my 11th and hopefully the longest one so far. I am going to try really hard with this story.
Disclaimer: The basic idea of the story comes from the manga The Land of the Blindfolded. I have only browsed through the manga but the idea stuck. Also, the main characters are not mine. There might be some OCs along the way.
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Sakura's POV
Life had always been the same for me ever since I can remember. I am sure that maybe I did posses my little "gift" since birth. However, my memory does not take me that far.
"Sakura! Come downstairs!" a voice yelled from downstairs.
This voice was probably my mother. Her name is Rika Haruno. She has light red hair and bright brown eyes. She works at the Yamanaka flower shop. I personally think that my mom is the best florist in the world and she always has a smile. You may be asking where my father is. It's ok. I tend to get that question a lot after people meet my two member family. Well, he walked out on us a couple of years ago. I personally think that it was my fault. He said that he didn't want to live with a freak like me. But even after all these years, mom never blamed me for anything.
"Sakura! Are you even up?" Mom yelled at me.
"Yeah mom. I am just making the bed." I yelled back. Well, it wasn't necessarily a lie. I was going to make my bed… just as soon as I got ready. I looked at the girl in the mirror and wondered if she was the same person other people saw. Pink hair, which I get a lot of attention for, bright green eyes, and a huge forehead. At least my school uniform was cute. It was a brown-red checkered pattern skirt with knee high socks and black ballet flats. The blouse was white and we had a maroon cardigan whenever it got cold.
I was done putting on makeup and parted my hair down the middle. My shoulder length pink hair was going to be down today and I put on a little maroon clip up so it could push my bangs back. I swear my bangs grew so quickly. I looked at the clock and gave a frustrated yell. It was already seven and they were handing out schedules at the attendance office at seven thirty.
I grabbed the blue blanket that I had since a baby and was about to throw it onto my bed when a sensation that I knew all too familiar came on. My eyes went blank. I saw myself. It was in the morning. And I was running desperately late. I tripped over the pile of the books that was on my bedroom floor. I let out a gasp of air and threw my blanket on to the bed in an attempt to make a somewhat neat bed. I grabbed my backpack and ran down the stairs.
I guess I should tell you that just what that was. Well, you see… It's kind of hard to explain… I can kind of see into the future. Oh, it's not on my command or anything though it would be really cool if I could use it whenever I wanted. I get little glimpses of the future if I touch something or someone but it doesn't happen all the time. Like today, I make my bed every morning, but I don't get a vision everyday from my favorite baby blankie.
I believe that all people live in a world where we are somewhat blindfolded. We can neither look into the past nor the future. We can only see the present. But for me, sometimes, when I bump into someone or something my blindfold slips a little bit and I can see just a small part of the future.
My eyebrows were burrowed together when I walked into the kitchen. "Oh sweetie, don't push your eyebrows together. You will get frown lines." My mother said as she walked over and tried to smooth my forehead.
"Mom… stop it." I whined. "I am not a little girl anymore." I grabbed a piece of toast and started chewing it.
"Of course you aren't. You are a young lady. Nearly seventeen now. Grown up. Almost an adult. Going away to college soon. Then you will get married and move far away." Uh-oh I could see the water works coming on. My mother always gets teary eyed whenever she thinks of her little cherry blossom living anywhere but at home.
"Um… its ok mom." I looked at the clock that was on the kitchen wall. "Oh shoot. I have to get going. I am already late as it is."
"Wait," mom said. "Aren't you going to eat some breakfast?"
"I already had some." I said while pointing to the piece of toast I was holding.
"Sakura," mom said with a frustrated sigh, "a piece of toast does not count as breakfast."
I leaned over the table and grabbed another piece of toast. "Happy now?" I asked.
"You are really going to be the death of me. Are you driving to school?"
"No," I answered as I grabbed my backpack. "It is going to be much easier making a run for school. There is no way I am going to be stuck in traffic again like last year. I swear all the little freshmen must invite their whole family to come and watch them be dropped off to their first day of high school. Trying to find a parking spot in that mess is suicidal."
"Ok. Well bye sweetie." Mom said.
"Bye mom." I said as I gave her a quick hug.
"I love you sweetie!" mom yelled out as I walked/ran out the door.
I yelled back a quick "I love you too." This was my third year in high school. I was finally a junior. And I was not happy. And why you may ask. These are the reasons why I won't like this year very much: college applications, AP classes galore, and my horoscopes said that this year will be and I quote "filled with many difficult choices and hard situations".
"Oy, Sakura! Over here. Hinata already picked up your schedule." a very loud blonde boy named Naruto yelled. He has been one of my closest friends since ever.
I smiled as I walked over to my group of friends who were standing in a clump in front of the science buildings. I waved to them and they waved back.
Maybe this year wouldn't be so bad after all. Life had always been the same for me.
But I had never expected this year to be the one that would change my whole entire life.
And the change came in the form of one person.
And his name was Sasuke Uchiha of grade 11 class A.
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Authors Note: So, what did you guys think? This is just a trial run for the story so the more reviews I get, the longer the chapters are going to be.