The it kids

by sailorstars321

sakura haruno, a senior at konoha high school, had a little accident when she was in the 5th grade. now she has vowed she will not mess with having friends. but when the "it" kids of her school start targeting her for their new play thing, will she break under the pressure, or will she need the help of the people she has pushed away all this time? sasu/saku slight naru/hina cussing

1. Chapter 1

The "it" kids

The thing about having no friends is you don't have to worry about the drama. The constant need to be reassured of no backstabbing, that's why I decided it was best to be this way. It started when I was in the 5th grade; Ino Yamanaka was the highlight of the schools gossip. I was the one to spread it with the help of my friends, Temari, who was a year older, and Karin, a know-it-all read head with a fiery attitude. When my first issue started it was when a certain rumor about Ino's small but not too small body, but somehow no one knew who started it. One day as I was walking to school, the popular person that was everyone's idol walked right up to me. "Hey loser, I heard you started that rumor that I have a tail!" she had said.

"What? Who told you that? I'm sure you don't have one!" I had tried to get on her good side because I knew she wouldn't believe me if I tried to explain

"you see," she said with a amused look on her face "your little friend Karin told me you like to tell lies about me, sa-ku-ra" she emphasized every syllable for effect "do you know what we're gonna do to you? I mean, I can't let this go unnoticed after all, what would that do to my reputation if someone knew I went soft on a loser like you?" she asked in a not-so-nice manner. I have decided to spare you the messy details but the gist of it is, I was immediately slapped and then had the snot knocked out of me by a couple of twig cheerleaders, so you can see my dismay.

So here I am today, getting ready for school in my black baggy sweatshirt and red skinny jeans with black converses, waiting for my new school year to begin as I eat my cheerios listening to my mom hum a show tune under her breath. "Sweetheart?" my mother stops and looks at me questioningly, "can you please make a few friends this year? I am really worried you're going to go to college next year and be a little ghost in the corner of parties! Not that you would go to any on a school night." "I'll try" I told her the same thing I said last year when she said it. BRING BRING BRING "shit" I mumbled under my breath as I looked down at my phone to see my alarm going off late. "Gotta run mom!" I yelled as I ran to the sing and threw my cereal bowl in, kissing my mom's cheek I sped away in a sprint to get to class