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Chapter 2: Me? Invited to where?!

Story: Overrated

I walked in the front door of my mom's apartment, with slumped shoulder, and an annoyed look on my face. This day nothing short of a nightmare, and I was dreading going back to school tomorrow. I stripped my tennis shoes at the door, and throw my book bag on the small couch in the living room. I was so annoyed right now that I dramatically let out a big groan, and sat on the couch next to my sprawled out book pack.

Jonas was in the kitchen that conjoined the small living room. He heard me come in, and hear me let out a horrid groan that he couldn't help, but now what was up. He always was a pest.

He slouched by the door frame to the kitchen sucking on a popsicle, "what's wrong with you?"

"I don't want to talk about it," I grunted, and dug in the sides of the couch for the remote. Dammit, Jonas always had a way to lose the remote. "and where the hell is the remote, Jonas!"

"I don't know," he rolled his brown eyes. "what crawled up your butt, and died?"

I looked up at him, glaring. He was still slouching by the door frame, loudly licking his lollipop. My brother was immensely irritating for a eight year old. He smiled brightly at me, when he know I was fuming in my mind at him. He loved striking a nerve in me, and I was going to have to chase him down. One time, I was so mad at him for breaking my mirror, with his bat (he claims it was an accident, but I beg to differ) that I stormed down the hall after him. Apparently the neighbors from below us complained, and know I had to be careful about chasing him around. I hope, I didn't cause to much noise this morning about tripping.

One thing that erked me more than Jonas was this small apartment. It was so cramped, and my room is so small it could barely fit my bed in. Our apartment consisted of a small ass living room, kitchen, three bedrooms that were ridiculously uncomfortable living quarters. The landlord doesn't like us, because he liked my mother for a while. She denied him so many dates that he grew resentful over her. The plumbing would back up frequently, and I was the one to do it, cause Jonas didn't know what the hell to do. Let me tell you what, it didn't smell pleasant.

It was all that we could afford right now. My mother was a RA at the nursing place down the street. She worked five days a week, and I always have weekends to hangout with her. I'm telling you they defiantly don't pay her that much money that she deserves. I mean my mother has a lot to deal with, my brother and I, her divorce papers with my dad, and dealing with this shitty apartment. I still wish that father and mother were together, so we had more money. He was a technician, and made somewhat of a good living. But He cheated on my mom, so it was for the best that they were getting a divorce. I don't think I would ever forgive my father for that.

I walked into my little room, I couldn't find the remote, and Jonas was annoying the crap out of me. I laid on my twin sized bed, and looked up at the cream colored ceiling. I folded my arms behind my head to rest my head. Today was horrible, just horrible. Sasuke probably thinks I am a weirdo, well I was already labeled that, but still! The guy that was so gorgeous had to see me be a klutz.

"Grrr!" I let out a angered groan. Stupid school. Stupid boys. Stupid Ino, and stupid Jonas!

I rolled of the bed, and walked over to my mirrored closet. There I was, Sakura Haruno. My pink bubblegum hair was straightened, and hit to my shoulders. My emerald eyes were glaring back at me. "Loser," my image was telling me. I looked down at my green shirt, and noticed dirt spots on it. Oh hell, how did that get there! Probably from gym, and I peeled off my shirt to revel a white bra. I looked at myself, and at my boobs. I was constantly picked on for having small boobs. They were about border line b cup, and in baggy t-shirts it looked like I was flat. I poked at my right boob. What's so great about a boob, I mean its just extra fat, right? But the first thing a guy noticed on a girl was this extra flub. Stupid boys.

My chin was bruising now, with a dark bluish tint, crap. I rubbed my chin, and grunted. I really was going to kill Jonas, when I had the chance. My eyes widened, when I was observing my chin, and noticed a nice zit forming on my jaw line. I squeaked. Please tell me, Sasuke didn't see that! Oh I bet he was staring at it, and having a mental conversation with it.

I could see it now. Sasuke thinking in his head, wow bruise on her chin, a zit forming like a crater, and her banging her head off her locker, this girl was so lame. I was lame, and it wasn't hard to miss.

-X-X-X-X

Sasuke rubbed his tired eyes, as he stood in front of his locker. He had woke up at five in the morning, and couldn't go back to sleep. Now on top of it, Ino was non- stop gossiping beside him. Surely she wanted his attention, every girl did. Its not like he was gay or anything, it was that he simply hadn't meet the right girl to date. He never had a girlfriend, too much drama he thought. The only girl in his life was his Siberian Husky he had at home.

He closed his locker, and ran his hand through his raven haired. Sasuke really was trying to block out Ino's girly voice, but she was just so annoying.

"I can't believe she made out with him!" She through her hands up in the air in frustration. "He is so nasty!"

I don't care, Sasuke thought. He was mr. cool, and Ino… well she was Ino. She was lead cheerleader, and for some reason thought it was her birth right to date the hottest guy in school. I don't think so.

"You know," she paused, and smirked running a finger up his arm. "There is this party this weekend, and I want you to go."

Sasuke frowned at the thought of going to a party with her. There were going to be alcohol there, and knowing Ino, she was going to be plastered by the end of the night. He was defiantly not going with her, and babysitting her… possibly maybe getting raped as well.

"Ya, I heard about that. Kiba's parents are going out of town," Sasuke said coolly. "But I don't' intend on going with anyone, if you know what I mean."

Ino look taken back a second, and then her eyebrows cringed up in frustration, "and you think that you can talk to me like that? No, you are going with me."

"I am not," he spat. Sasuke begin walking away when Ino grabbed his arm, "please Sasuke! I'll make it worth your while."

The ravened hair teen rolled his eyes, "if you mean by sleeping with you, I'm not interested. I might as well have slept with the whole school, if I slept with you."

He left her in the hall way, with her mouth agape, and then her face scrunched up in anger. She was beyond pissed, and her ego hurt. She stormed down the hall, shoving people out of her way, "get out of my way!" She knew that making fun of a certain pink haired girl would make things much better.

-X-X-X

She finally found me at lunch. I was sitting in the indoor cafeteria, with Hinata, and unfortunately Marlin. He was annoyingly flirting with me, and I was growing ever more tensed with every passing second.

"So sexy, I was thinking that we could go out this weekend," he was sitting on my left side, and had his arm on the table resting his head starring at me. I looked at him with narrowed. His acne screamed out to be washed, and along with his brown greasy hair. Marlin was over weight, and played Pokémon still.

"Marlin," I grunted, and looked away getting my sandwich. Hinata was across from me, and was silently laughing in her head at me.

Marlin straighten his body up, and smirked, "I bet you will be screaming it later." My mouth dropped, and the feeling of disgust washed over me. He winked at me, and I felt my eye twitch.

I looked at him, and gritted my teeth, "I will be screaming your name when I beat the shit out of you."

His blue eyes widened, and then dreamily went back to normal, "oh please, beat me."

I shook my head, and moved over, so I wouldn't have to smell his BO anymore.

"Hey freak, and locker banger," I heard a voice from behind me say. Really, I thought. I was not in the moods, thanks to Marlin, and I already heard that name about twenty times to day. I couldn't help but twitch when someone called me that.

I turned around, and Ino was behind me with her hands on her hips, and a wide grin on her face.

Apparently, she knows my new nickname, and she called Hinata a freak, cause she didn't talk that much. It really bothered me, when people made fun of Hinata.

I rolled my emerald eyes, I was used to getting picked on. I like to say I was immune until the whole locker banger thing.

"well I just came by to tell you that there is this party this weekend at Kiba's, and I want go to go," She smiled sweetly at me. I doubt that she was trying to be sweet. "It could really improve your popularly points, cause you are like at the bottom of the list."

"Oh jeez Ino that's so nice of you," I said sarcastically. "but I can't go. Got plans with my mom." I wasn't lying, I always did things with my mother over the weekend, and it gave me a excuse to use.

"wow, I figured that your mom is your best friend," she giggled. So what if my mom was, I could trust and she loved me. Why wouldn't I want to spend time with her?

Ino frowned, "oh well, I figured I would ask you. Sasuke told me to invite you. He felt really sorry about the locker scene, he wanted to make up for it."

My eyes widened. Sasuke wanted me there! He wants me to hang out with him that I couldn't help but blush. Maybe my luck was turning around, and that I could possibly be someone. My lips pulled up into a small smile, I was now looking forward to this party.

"Ok, I guess I could cancel on my mom," I said, srry mom.

"see ya there, then," she turned gracility on her heel flicking her ponytail as she walked away.

Her one friend walked up to her, smiling. "How did it go?"

Ino smiled proudly, "worked like a charm, sucker"

I was beaming on the inside, while I turned around, and finished my sandwich. Hinata looked over my shoulder at Ino talking to her friend. The friend looked at me, and laughed. For some reason, she had a bad feeling about this party.