Don't you think, that's it's boring how people talk?
Making smart with their words again...well I'm bored.
When people stopped and asked her how her day went, Sakura's response was always "fine,"but if she was completely honest, her answer should have been boring. At just the age of seventeen, her life had become a routine and a horrible one at that. With her parents out of the pictures and no real friends in her life, Sakura could easily take it a step further and say that her days often went the same way, with no changes what-so-ever.
At exactly 6:07 the petite teenager would roll out of bed, turn off her alarm clock and then march into her bedroom. Without much of a thought, she would strip down and take a shower. The young woman was always finished after just a few minutes, but she would often linger underneath the hot water not wanting to face anther day. Ever since she had entered High School, all Sakura had ever done was focus on her studies. If she didn't keep her grades up, then she wouldn't be able to go to a good college. She studied hard, which had caused the more popular students to label her a nerd. It had hurt and first, but Sakura had stopped caring a long time ago. However, their antics were still so...troublesome though.
After a few minutes of just standing there, Sakura would finally turn off the water, pat herself dry and slip on school uniform. Once she looked presentable enough, she would throw her hair up into a messy bun, brush her teeth and then gather her backpack and head out. She never bothered taking her car because the school was literally just five minutes away. Like every day, the pink-haired girl got there early and headed to the cafeteria to eat a light breakfast. Once she was done, she would then make her way to the library before the school bell went off, signaling the start of class. Despite the fact that she knew her sensei wouldn't be there, Sakura would get up regardless and made her way to her home room. After sitting there for 15 minutes, spending her time gazing out the window, she would be interrupted by an anxious blonde by of the name of Ino. Ino would mock her for her large forehead and Sakura would bite back a rude remark that was lodged somewhere in the back of her throat.
At one point that comment would have slipped out and it would cause an argument to break out in between the two of them. If anyone was there, they would side with Ino, despite the fact that the pig had started it. After years of pointless fights and bickering, Sakura had simply learned to bite down her tongue and clench her fists by her side. Finally, after five painful minutes of self-control, Kakashi would enter the classroom and Ino would walk away with her nose turned up into the air. Kakashi, as lazy as ever, would take role and then allow them to do whatever they want, while lazily reading an orange book. During this time, a lot of the students would group up and talk to each other while Sakura opened up one of her textbooks and continue to study. Her day would continue with her other classes and then she would go home, do her homework and fall asleep at nine.
That was how Sakura Haruno had expected her day to go when she had woken up this morning.
And yet for once, nothing went right.
Instead of waking up at her usual time, Sakura's alarm hadn't gone off. Unaware she had slept in, until her eyes finally opened at 9:45. With a loud screech, she found herself rushing inside her little apartment trying to get ready for the day. Her shower had been cold, her uniform was nowhere to be found and her backpack had somehow found itself in the balcony instead of by the door. It had taken her ages to get ready and when she had been ready to leave, it was already 10:15, marking her absent for the day. If it had been anyone else that alone would have been a reason to stay inside, but Sakura knew that she had to go to class. She had a literature quiz she needed to take and if she missed it, her sensei wouldn't allow her to retake it. With the quiz as her sole motivation, Sakura made her way out the door and jogged to school.
Only to be stopped half-way through, by a construction site.
With no other option, the pink-haired student slipped into her car and took the much longer route. Her stomach was growling loudly, her hair was in her face and for the first time in her life, Sakura was actually speeding to get somewhere. Her emerald eyes kept on glancing back to her watch and she wasn't entirely focused on the road. Perhaps that's why Sakura hadn't noticed the handsome young male who had been crossing the street. Hell, maybe that was the reason she had accidentally hit him.
kasjdalkjd I don't know it I should continue. ;^; You tell me.