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"I gotta go! See ya, mom!"

My name is Sakura Haruno, fifteen years old. My special feature is my pink hair. My common nickname is 'Forehead', due to the fact that it is huge. What kind of person am I?

Having the luck that my train gonna take off in less than 1 minute, I glanced between the left and right compartments before deciding on the left. It looks empty and being one who travels by public traffic all the time, you know it's better to have a nice, empty space to stand or sit than being squeezed by more than ten human bodies. However, just as I set foot on the door, flow of people quickly rushed in the very same section and when the train had started to move, the poor me have been squished painfully between the wall and a fat, old guy.

"I made a mistake again." I mumbled, unable to move with the tight pack of people around me.

The example above had helped you a great deal in understanding me, right? I always make the wrong choice. No matter what kind of situations arises, from answering multiple choices question, picking the club activities to even the ice cream in the convenient store (I chose the one which has already out of date), the results are all the same. When I choose something after worrying and hesitating over it, I mess up most of the times.

After had apologize and excuse myself liked crazy, finally, I had been able to reach the door to exist the train. Another wrong decision I made in choosing to stay close to the other side of the compartment while my station has the train opens door in this side. Wearing out, I wondered if my poor ability in making right decision was because of my bad luck or actually my dumbness. I stopped myself from comng up with the answer because either way, I'm still pathetic. No need to feel even worse by knowing I'm a retard or being hated by God, anyway.

Sighing, I started striding toward my new school. Today was the first day I started high school. I just needed to be more careful in everything. May be by taking care not to cause trouble, trouble would also steer clear of my way?

Sighing again, I found myself in another situation where my skill in choosing being brought out in practicing. There was two streets appeared in front of me. Both of them led to my school but from the look, though the right one seems pretty dark and deserted, it must be shorter than the other, I thought. I needed to get to school early to fix my hair and in this early morning, there must be none of villain around.

I dashed toward the right corner. Truth to be told, I quickly regreted my decision. The street was seriously even more creepier once I entered it. There was no one around! Though there were houses and trees on both sides, but walking on an empty street early in the morning was very scary. And I'm not reliable, strong and be able to take care of my self if some random perverts appear! I should have chose the left one!

So, I squeezed my hands, took a deep breath and started running blindly ahead. It's quite a logical solution to me at that time but quite a dump one I considered the situation later. I could just have to return to the corner and went in the other way! But as I said, my fearful mind could only came up with that sore solution. I didn't keep up my fast space for long because my feet suddenly hit something solid, which resulting my loss of balance and a painful butt-head with the ground.

Oh God! I bet even my mother at home could feel the pain! It's serious hurt! In addition to my distress, not only my forehead would look extra huge from swelling, my used to be extra clean and neat, now, must tained with dust and mud!

How could I be this unlucky?

Rising up irritatingly, I realized mid- way during my dramatic fall earlier that the damned thing which got in my way was actually a human organic part, a foot. Damned it! Luck was not on my side today and now even human try to go against me? My ire didn't smooth down when my eyes interpreted that the jerk seems to belong to the category of male. Though, I'm quite a coward most of the time, when people mess with me, they pay. I would make sure of it and this guy's ears were so going to fell off after my yelling! Swirling around, I scowled deeply, sucking in deep breath and ... dropped my jaw.

W-What the?

'Now, you make him cry. What a cruel, no manner bitch you are.' Inner, a voice in my head, snickers.

'But I didn't even say a thing!' I cred frantically inwardly, getting panic when I realized that the guy had tears rolling down his cheeks. I know I'm quite a scary person when I'm getting mad but honestly, I haven't done or even utter a word from the moment we met! Was my face that powerful to make a physically healthy(I'm not too sure about his mental) teen this fearful? Getting all nervous, I quickly scurried away from the uy and anxiously wondered what I should do.

'Get the hell out of here, duh! You don't even know him!' Inner urged and I know that voice was right. What did I earn out of this if I stay here and possibly comforting that guy? Though he's wearing my school's uniform, the guy looked every bit of a loser. I meant, if you thought about it, what kind of sane person sitting in the corner of the street, this early in the morning and cry? Plus, with those teary cheeks, snotty noise, I hardly consider him worthy to talk with, let alone soothing him.

However, against my better judgment, I asked. "Hey, what's wrong? Are you sick, mate?"

This was another problem I had. Aside from my bad luck in decision, I also am an easy to sway person. Ino usually said I'm the type that people can easily manipulate with puppy eyes and heart- broken stories. She says I get a thing for helpless person, which is considered as stupid by her. She reasons that in these days and times, that trait will only get me hurt my kindness wil come back to bite my ass one day.

That girl's pretty face doesn't match her nature one bit, I tell ya.

Back to reality, the boy still sat motionless, as if he didn't hear what I just said very clearly and loudly. Plus, I was standing apart from him about two or three feet and he didn't seem to realize my presence. So, patiently, I got closer and squat down to his eyes' level. This time, I retried with a gentler tone. "What's the matter? You Ok?"

The boy remained silent, staring into space with an unfocused eyes.

'Serve you right for being a nosy bitch.' Inner snorted at my failed attempt.

Ignoring her, I tried again, now starting to lose hope. "When something happened, confessing it will make you feel better. Tell me about it and may be I can help. I'm pretty smart, you know?"

There was still no response.

My effort was in vain.

'This is pointless! Let's go already, stupid girl!'

'Will you shut up! I'm trying to help a person here!'

'Helping?' Inner snorted loudly, sounding nasty. 'You are pathetic. What good can you do for yourself? And to think about helping others? Don't make me laughed!'

"It's nothing. I just have a fight with my friend." The guy said quietly at last, relief me and silent my mean Inner.

"You hurt?" Preferring to the wound on his face, I remarked. "Your friend must be a pretty bad guy, huh?"

"No. He's not." The guy said, looking away. "I was at fault. It's right for him to do so."

I felt my heart softening at his pained face. His lip was bleeding yet, he still denied against my accusing. His friend must have been an important one for him. I can understand his feelings. I once had a fight with Ino, a best friend of mine, and the guilt, regretful feeling of saying some words that hurt her was really unpleasant. Calling her a pig was a mistake. Saying her fat and controlling was another mistake. Though we are still being friends and the fight was long time ago, I still feel like I own a debt to her.

"Then, apologize. Fix what you have messed up." I advised. "What's good when you are sulking here? What've been done, have been done. You can't change it but you can make it up for your friend!"

The boy really looked at me for the first time, as it's until now that he really saw me. I stared back at him firmly, and for the first time, noticed that his eyes were really blue, the same shade as a clear, summer day's sky.

"You… think so?" He asked, sounding shy.

I nodded seriously. "Actually, I believe in it. You certainly can fix the matter."

He grinned sheepishly. Two deep dimples appeared on his cheeks, which adorned with 3 whiskers liked scar on each side. "You are really kind." He said, "Will you go out with me?"

Huh?

'Huh?'

What did he just say?

'You are being asking out by the first boy, who is a pathetic, weak dude.' Inner giggled. 'Nice.'

I couldn't really comprehend what Inner said nor can I suppress the heat that was creeping to my cheeks either. As the reason was my brain refusing to work that moment or may be it worked too fast. A guy just asked me out. A guy with beautiful blue eyes just asked me out! Holy God! But they just met for shorter than 10 minutes! What should I say? What should I do? I've never been in this kind of situation!

What should I say? What should I do? In a matter of lightening speed, I instinctively smack him up- side- down on the head, the only thing dumb me can do and yelled. "BAKA!"

'Good job.' Inner laughed hysterically inside my head while I was anything but humored by my idiocy. This is another flaw I have. Uncontrollable actions when nervous. I didn't even know how my nervous system could come up with such action!

"Wait! Wait! I haven't finished!" The guy held his head, looked scare out of his mind at my grimace, self-pity face, or probably an angry expression in his eyes. "I won't touch you! Liked sex or kissing! I will do absolutely nothing! Believe it!"

'A pathetic, weak and gay guy.' Inner laughed harder but I stayed confused. What did he mean by not having "that" or kiss me if he went out with me? Weren't those what couples do? If he well, like me, he must want to do them right? Not that I'd want him too but still…

My face must have screamed 'WTH are you talking about?' because the guy grinned at me. "Really. You just have to pretend to be my girlfriend. Will you go out with me as a fake girlfriend?"

I heard something just snapped in my head. Inner was on the verge of death by laughing (not that I would mind if she's really disappeared) while I frowned in concentration. I totally didn't have a guy with brilliant blue eyes asked me out as a 'fake' girlfriend. There must be some misheard in my part. Yup, may be the accident with my head smash- kissing the ground had caused some of my brain cells died, makin me hear wrong things. That must be it... yeah?

"It would be better if you have bigger boobs." The guy didn't seem to be fascinated with my confuse face because he was busily check out my body. Ooh, the jerk didn't imply I have tiny, invisible and flat chests! Still unaware of my rising blood pressure, he finally looked at my face and grinned brightly. "Suppose you just need to drink more milk, yeah? I can even contribute to it!" He winked playfully, unaware that a pulse just snapped on my head.

I gave him my most beautiful smile that I can mutter up with all the veins popped up on my face. "I refuse. Now, die, you pervert!"

BANG!

Hitting him square on the face with my school bag, I quickly dashed to my school's direction, wanting nothing more than stay away from that deceiving pervert. He wasn't anything like his earlier impression! Where were the fragile heart, sensitve soul and perfect body image I saw just seconds ago! I heard him saying something liked "That's hurt!", "Hold on" or "Wait for me" but I ignored them. He should be grateful that I didn't beat him into a blood pulp (not that I could with my skinny arms but a girl get to dream, right?).

If he was joking, that was the worst joke ever! I nearly took it seriously! Not that I would ever admit it... Beside, I had really meant to help him earlier! What's with the fake girlfriend stuff? Was he trying to thank me? Was that how he show his gratitude? He thought I am that desperate to have a boyfriend to show off? Or was I looking that pitiable?

I should have gone in the left direction!

Screw him and his charming eyes!

A/N: Thanks for reading. I hope you found it enjoyable.