Caribbean Blues
People talking "Bla bla bla"
Sakura's inner-self talking "Bla bla bla"
People's thoughts "Bla bla bla"
I do not own Naruto, at all, and if you have any idea's about how this should go, please, do tell :) hope you like it so far
Caribbean Blues
Chapter one
"Sakura! Wake up, its time to go! I'm not driving you to school late again!" Sakura's mother yelled in Sakura's ear while she was shaking her, desperately trying to
wake her up before she would be late for school again. After ten minutes of this her mother gave up muttering under her breath and left the room.
"You do need to get up Sakura"
"But I can't face them, what I have to say will kill them." Sakura said aloud to her inner self with her head still stuffed in her pillow.
"So what? They don't really like you anyways."
"Don't say that!" Sakura said a little louder in her pillow.
"Well, thats kind of hard to do, I'm you, so your the one that's thinking. No wonder everyone thinks your weird."
"Shut-up!"
"Not until you get up out of bed and to school."
"Bitch" Sakura murmured under her breath.
" I can hear you, and you know what, you just called yourself a bitch. Now get you butt out of bed!"
"FINE!" Sakura got up out of her bed in a hurry, her eyes slightly stung as she looked around her room, she still had all of her nick-knacks that her friends gave her
when they were still really small. All of the photo's that they had taken brought back many memory's from the past of her friend-ship with them. Sakura picked one up
off her dresser table. It was so dusty that you couldn't even she her bright pink hair ( from this view, it looked like everyone, and the landscape, had just taken a five
hour mud bath) Sakura dusted it off with she sleeve.
"Eww . . . I really ought to use something other than my favorite pajama sleeve" Sakura thought while trying to dub off all the grime.
The picture was from when they were around five and six. All of her friends chowing down on ice cream on the beach (well at least trying to eat,
because most of the ice cream and cones were on their faces or on the sand, but they were still laughing and smiling). It was the last thing that any of them had
given her.
"I'm not going to cry, not now." Sakura thought to herself. It took her fifteen minutes to find something decent to wear to school, her room was a complete disaster.
She had to crawl under and over mountains of junk, dirty cloths and missing assignments, just to get to one end of her room to another.
"You know, you should really clean up this place, it looks like a typhoon came through here."
"Since when did you start caring? Usually you encourage to keep my room this messy and don't I recall that you hate school and never want me to go?" Sakura
asked she inner self in confusion.
"Maybe I just want to change my ways"
"Or maybe you've started reading Oprah . . . again" Sakura accused her inner self (which she did quite often nowadays)
"--What! H-h-how on earth did you come to that conclusion?" Sakura noted that she was stuttering.
"Oh, no reason" But Sakura knew that her inner-self was reading Oprah.
"Sakura! Are you coming? Your classes start in fifteen minutes." Sakura's mother yelled, (she knew that Sakura was up because she heard Sakura talking to herself again.)
But she knew that Sakura wouldn't come down for another hour or so.
"She takes after her father." She often said, but she realized that her husband was usually up and out of the house by five in the morning to go to work that started
at six (but the commute was only ten minutes away) and she got up thirty minutes before she had to be at work.
"Well, I guess she does take after me." Sakura's mom thought.
She was drinking her morning coffee, and reading the newspaper, when something very shocking happened. Sakura actually came down stairs looking half-decent, and
they had enough time to make it before the bell rang.
"Sakura! I'm so proud of you! We should go get a cake after school today or something! This has not happened in what . . . five years?" Sakura's mom teased her.
"Can we just go now and get this over with?" Sakura asked, she had no intention that today would be a good day for her.
"Alright . . . do you have your lunch Sakura" Sakura's mom asked, although Sakura was not listening
"Yeah, if we do this quick, then it will hurt more later! I love to see you depressed, you do the funniest things!" Sakura's inner self said.
"Oh do shut up you hag fish!" Sakura yelled at her inner self (I case you don't know, a hag fish is a slime eel, they live at the bottom of the ocean, eating all the dead
things that eventually sink down there. And their only real defense is making mucus, and lots of it . . . thats why they are called slime eels).
"What did you just call me Sakura? You know, just get in the car!" Sakura's mom yelled to Sakura, she thought that Sakura called her a hag fish. She grabed her keys
and stopped off towards the car.
"Can you ever learn to keep your mouth shut, now your getting both of us in trouble" Sakura's inner self said. Sakura imagined her shaking her head in
disappointment.
"Yeah, sure, I will keep my mouth shut you little--"
"SAKURA! Are you coming?" Sakura's mom yelled as she honked the horn of her purple Volks Wagon beetle (with everyone teased Sakura so much about).
"Yes! I'm coming" Sakura called back as she raced towards the door and into the car.