A/N: So, I kind of had some of this story up before, but I decided to change some things and see if I can actually continue with it. It's been in my head for a while.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Prologue
The school was beautiful. Not a word she threw around often, but well, it was. Anyone could tell it was designed by top architects and landscapers. The gardens in the front were breathtaking, and she was sure that the scent of fresh flowers would cling to her throughout the day. The school was huge, unlike any school she'd ever seen, and though she'd seen pictures on the website and even went through the virtual tour, it really couldn't compare to the real thing. She knew that it had several extra facilities that most schools didn't have, boasting some of the best teachers in Japan.
Elite in every way, Sakura almost felt small looking at it, wondering if she'd made the right choice. Because even though it was gorgeous and undoubtedly the best place you could find to receive the best education, it was so different from what Sakura was used to that she almost felt as if it would reject her, despite the fact that she'd already received her acceptance letter. She knew the students would be rich, and they'd have everything they could ever want, unlike her with her entry through scholarship. She wondered if she could be happy being friends with people who could never understand her.
And as she watched a handsome black-haired boy exit his Bugatti dressed in Haruka High's finest school uniform, she couldn't help but see the miles of difference between them. Her only comfort was Ino, a childhood friend she reconnected with once she arrived in Konoha.
In the end, just one stray thought kept her from calling a cab to the airport right then. Mom would have liked this school. . . .