I don't own Naruto in any way, shape, or form. Just a fan of the series.

I was getting quite tired of my other stories, naturally it would be fun to make another Naruto fanfic to help me get on track with the others. So I'm writng this one. I thought I'd put part of my friend's personalities in the Naruto characters, because they so closely match it's crazy. Also my friends are, pardon my french, ****ing crazy. This a very similar set-up to my life in fact. I hope you like my fifth fanfic. Enjoy, read, and review always. XD ~Nonumaru

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A door slammed open and a blinding light met young sleepy eyes. A yawn escaped the now not still form on the bed. The figure was made out to be a girl with bubble gum pink hair. Her emerald eyes were lazily half lidded. A voice rang out soon after the girl woke up. "Rise and shine sleepy head!"

An auburn haired, stout woman stood in the doorway. Her hair was in a messy bun. She looked at the teenager with amusement, arms folded, leaning on the doorframe.

The girl on the bed let out a groan as she turned to the side a little to much. As a result, she tumbled with an almighty crash to the floor, sheets and all.

The woman let out a hearty laugh while taking time to help the girl up. The brunette sighed, "It is your fault you know, you wanted to wake up early to go to orchestra."

The teenager stared into space, taking her time before answering. "B-but I like playing the cello," the pinkette pouted. Her bottom lip sticking out a mile.

The elder's face was a mixture of love and adoration. The brunette offered her a hand. "Well, get off your lazy butt then. You are going to that new school of yours regardless of whether you're a morning person or not. Come on Sakura."

Sakura as she was called, shook her head as her mom stalked off in a flurry of robe to the kitchen. 'How she manages to wake up this early I'll never know,' she thought. The rosette took care to put on her slippers on the way out. They were nothing special, just a pair of red and green Dreamy Foams from the local department store. She had gotten them for Christmas the year before from her Grandma back in Kumogakure. Where she used to live. But not anymore. The five kages that ruled over their great land had made them move. For her mom wasn't just any mother of 42, she was a ninja. A group of people who lived undercover, and given only the most dangerous jobs. They were a group unknown to the general public.

The last mission her mother had been on had left them both psycologically scarred. So the superiors, as everyone called them, sent them away for a change of scenery. But what happened in the past could never be erased for this newfound family of two. The loss would haunt them every waking moment.

The soft padding footfalls of socked feet and creaking floorboards echoed in the hallway. The lights in the kitchen were on, so Sakura rummaged in the cabinet to find her favorite cereal. Frosted Mini-Wheat's had always been a staple to her diet. The rosette thought them so delicious in fact, that they kept a dozen boxes at a time. Which took up a majority of the small house's cabinet space.

A loud "Clang" sounded as a bowl and a spoon collided with the granite counter. While she poured the milk into her cereal she looked through the small pass through in the wall. Her mom was busily writing the chores for Sakura as well as things to do for the day.

Feeling the daughter's eyes on her the elder asked, "You excited for your first day of eighth grade?"

The rosette almost choked on her own siliva. "It's going to be just peachy I'm sure. All those new people, starting from scratch. Just, delightful."

This earned a chuckle from her mom. "Brighten up Sakura. You'll do fine. You've never had trouble making friends before. Fitting right in should be easy for you. Who knows? You might even get a boyfriend this time."

"Mom!" the pinkette cried, nearly dropping her precious cereal. The elder was on the floor laughing her lungs out. The first time she'd laughed that hard in months.

'I wonder if everything really will go fine.'

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It was a dark and stormy, day? The rain fell in pellets as the wind swept through the crowded streets. Rays of artificial light shone brightly from the front of the cars pulling into the parking lot of the school. There were all sorts of makes and models. Toyota Priuses and Dodge Caravans alike. One car however, stood out from the rest. It was a bright orange sports car with black stripes on the sides. The passenger was none other than the famous loudmouth, Uzumaki Naruto.

The second car that pulled up behind the orange one, was another sports car. It's sleek black exterior shined even more with the falling rain. Giving it a more superior touch compared with the other cars. A tall boy stepped out. He was the most popular kid in school, Uchiha Sasuke. The teenager wore straight from the store long blue jeans and polished black shoes. His blackish blue hair was made into his usual D.A.; what his friends called duck's ass, much to his annoyance. Also he wore a navy blue jacket with the Uchiha family crest on the back. Under the jacket was a black, short sleeved t-shirt.

"Hey Sasuke!" The blond shouted from a couple feet away. "Long time no see!"

"I saw you just last weekend dobe," the Uchiha grumbled.

"Oh yeah, I guess you're... right." Naruto scratched his head sheepishly at his stupid comment. They stood in silence for a moment, both waiting for the other to make a move toward the door. The knucklehead shuffled his feet in impatience then inquired, "Are you ready for 8th grade?"

The ravenette shrugged, "It's not like we haven't seen all these people before."

Naruto nodded at the logical comment. He beamed saying, "Well, I guess so!"

As they walked up to the door under a shared umbrella together, a flash of green caught their eyes. "W-what is that?" Naruto stuttered.

Water sprayed all over the two standing teenagers. "That totally ruined the purpose of the umbrella," Sasuke whined, nursing his wet shirt. The sound of rubber on asphalt made the pair look up. A bright pink haired girl left the boys speechless. The blond's eye were saucers. He whistled, "More like, who is she?"

"Hn. Save your breath dobe. She's probably not even in our grade anyway."

Naruto raised an eyebrow, smirking. "That's not what I meant. But if you want to date her and be a pedophile that's fine with me. I want to know who she is that's all. Be friendly for once in your life, teme," he chuckled, elbowing his friend in the ribs.

Sasuke turned a deep shade of red at that. He had to admit the girl locking up her bike was cute. With her short pink hair, red v-neck and dark jeans she was totally his type. 'Ugh! Stop that head! I can't afford you to make me look like an idiot in front of anyone. Especially not any new girl.' So with an impassive appearance on his face, as was his norm, he followed the baka to the rosette.

The blonde rushed over to her with a smile on his face. "My grumpy friend over here and I haven't seen you around here. Are you a new kid?"

The Sakura parted her lips slightly, examining the two boys. Picking up details each one. She learned these usful tricks from her mom during the little freetime she had. There were a few moments silence until the pinkette rendered the pair harmless. "Yeah I'm new here," she smiled, "who are you guys?"

"My name is Uzumaki Naruto, and this is my best friend Uchiha Sasuke," the knucklehead replied gesturing to the ravenette with a hand. "What's your name?"

She beamed from ear to ear. It was almost a smirk smile because it leaned more on one side than the other. "It is nice to meet you two. My name is Haruno Sakura."

"What a pretty name, and pretty clothes too." Naruto was transfixed by the girl. Sasuke could tell he had developed an instant crush.

"Oh," she laughed. It was a hearty sound, like of bells on Christmas day. A very pleasant and sweet to hear. Once she finished locking up her bike she turned to face Naruto and Sasuke. "Well ya know, the devil wears prada," she teased, winking and clicking her toungue simultaniously.

The Uchiha couldn't help but crack a grin as Sakura strutted off. 'That girl sure is interesting.'

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Sakura forgot to go to the orientation, so she was stuck going to the office for her schedule, locker number, and combo. White tiles covered the floor into the office. At the desk sat a lady seemingly in her late 30's. She had highlighted brown hair and rich chocolate brown eyes that drew you in. The one thing out of place was the amount of purple eyeshadow on her eyelids. It was a lot more than a lady her age should be wearing. The name plate on her desk read Mary-Kate Rin. Little did the rosette know that she'd see that same name plate many times in the future. Looking up from her computer screen, M.K. saw the teenager in front of her. "Oh! You must be the new arrival to the school. Hi my name is Mary-Kate Rin. But you can just call me Ms. Rin." Sakura opened her mouth to say something, but Rin beat her to it. "No need," she chuckled, "you stopped in here for your locker number and combo right? Wait for a minute I have it in the back."

The rosette just stood there as still as a statue. 'Well that was... weird. I wonder why me being new here is such a big deal.'

Out of her perifrial vision a teen her age shuffled into the office, huffing and puffing. Almost as if she had been out jogging. The outfit was of nike dri-fit material in a light blue color. She had beautiful ivory skin without a blemish. Her hair was rolled up into twin buns high on her head. She had her hands on her knees, trying desprately to catch her breath. "Oh god I better not be late dammit. I got to get to band." Seeing Sakura the girl paled and raised an eyebrow. 'Well she's new, Ino is not going to be happy. This one seems like Sasuke material.' The brown haired teen straightened her back, earning a healthy crack. "Hey you," she pointed a finger at the rosette, "What time is it?"

Sakura checked her silver watch, "Ummm 7:25?"

The girl's eyes became extremely wide. "Sorry, Adios, Gotta go!" she started, before dashing out of the room.

'Geez, what was that about? She could have at least told me her name,' the rosette thought, scratching the back of her head in bewilderment.

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The pinkette cello player let out a sigh. 'I really hope I'm not to terribly late. I don't want to be like my mom.'

Sakura's mother had a tendacy to procrastinate and go at a less than snail's pace. When she was on swim team at her old school, she had to get her mother up 20 minutes before practice just to get there on time. It was absolutely infuriating. Sadly, now she was pulling a Haruno.

Orchestra practice, the rosette was told, took place in the cafeteria. Small red floor tiles and light brown wood walls lead into the massive room. Various doors which held pantries as well as the janitor's offices were wide open. 'Aren't they afraid a kid will come in there and steal something?'

Moments later she entered. Her heart was beating like an 8o8 drum, palms sweating like mad. 'Here it goes.'

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1) Read my author's notes please! They are short and really not that boring. You can spare five second of your life.

2) For those of you who are new to my stories, I always put what music I'm listening to while writing. I play piano and cello so music is a big part of my life. So, during this chapter I listened to I Won't Give Up by Jason Mraz The Climb by Miley Cyrus and I Write Sins not Tradegies by Panic! At the Disco.

Fun Fact about me) I am actually obsessed with Shredded Mini-Wheats. I eat them every morning. They are something I'll never get tired of.

3) Tell me what you think! I know this first chappie is kinda boring, but that's cause I have to do the summary ect.