Trapped
Over time, I became quite popular at the academy. People called me a priestess because I was very talented in chakra control and very smart. I aced every exam, every jutsu, and every technique the senseis taught us, therefore, graduating only five points behind you, Sasuke-kun. I was the strongest kunoichi of my age.
Puberty had hit me when I was eleven and a half. When I turned twelve, I noticed the different looks some boys gave me. I got asked out by about ten different boys that year, which I all kindly turned down. I was still waiting for you.
When Iruka-sensei announced that I would be on the same team as you, I felt my heart skip a beat. I was ecstatic.
Slowly, the three of us (you me and Naruto) became a true team. We were the first ever to pass Kakashi-sensei's bell test. We defeated an S-class criminal one of our first missions. We were there for eachother. We understood eachother.
Instead of badgering you non-stop for dates like your fan girls did, I took a different approach to try to get close to you. I tried to be your friend. Although we were teammates, we weren't exactly friends like we were a long time ago. I didn't want you to be my boyfriend. Being plain old friends would have been more than I could ever wish for.
It wasn't as if I didn't have feelings for you. Oh no, I had very strong feelings for you. In fact, I've been absolutely in love with you ever since our academy days. However, I was also a rational person. I knew that someone as ordinary as me would never have a chance as someone so…so different, so incredible, and special as you. You were one of a kind Sasuke-kun. You were the prince in Cinderella. But this isn't a fairy tale, and therefore, I could never be your Cinderella.
I knew that to at least become friends with you, I'd have to get you to notice me. Therefore, I trained hard, very hard. I woke up every morning at six o'clock and jogged for an hour. I was a frequent visitor at the library to attempt to learn new jutsus. I trained in taijutsu, genjutsu, and even a little bit of ninjutsu.
Every time Kakashi-sensei taught us a new technique, I would try my hardest to out do you. Sometimes I succeeded, (like the tree climbing exercise) but most of the time, I failed. You were just too strong, but that only motivated me more.
Not only did I train myself to impress you, but my parents as well. For some reason, ever since I was born, they had had high expectations of me as a shinobi. They never settled for anything less than perfection. I had to be stronger, prettier, and more charming than other girls.
Maybe it was because Kaa-san had asthma ever since she was little and could not enroll into the academy, and Tou-san broke his back when he first took the chunnin exams and was forced to end his career as a ninja. They wanted me to reach for the top, to be well known by every shinobi in the world…to make their dreams come true for them.
I never cared much about how I looked as long as I was clean and presentable. But Kaa-san insisted that I grew my hair long and wore girly dresses whenever I wasn't doing anything shinobi related. Half of my wardrobe consisted of casual clothing that I try to stay away from as much as possible. Even my training clothes (which although allowed me to move freely) were too girly for me. She bought me lot's of moisturizes and facial products to make sure I had the perfect complexion, along with many different scents of perfume, over 50 tubes of lip gloss, 20 different shades of eye-shadow, and eyeliner, mascara, blush, and sparkles that I never used. To say that Kaa-san was fashion crazy would be an understatement.
I knew that my parents wanted the best for me, but sometimes, I get sick of it.