I apologize for last chapter. Just wanted to try a different perspective. Didn't word out well. Back to Sakura's thoughts now. :D
I feel like an idiot. Seriously.
Here I am walking along side with the dean and my uncle Kakashi. They were just chatting away, with me walking behind. But the thing is, boxers don't really suit me.
Really.
I just stared up at the ceiling, pretending to take interest in the crystal chandelier.
Damn, what's the yearly tuition for this school anyway?
Anyway, I was really thinking of what happened the night before this day began.
"WHAT?" I gawked at Kakashi. He just stared at me then turned his attention back to his plate of food like it was the most interesting object in the universe. But I wasn't gonna take the silent treatment. Especially for something as crucial as this.
"Kakashi! What do you mean that Konoha Elite High School is an all boys school?!" I shouted at him.
"What is there to explain Sakura? Konoha Elite High School is in fact an all boys school, and you," He raised his fork at me and said in a serious tone, "applied for this school. So you have no other choice. Besides you have full scholarship, isn't' that great?"
"Yeah great for your wallet!" I grimaced at him. "So what do I have to do? Pretend I'm a boy and go to this school?" I laughed.
"Well…" Kakashi trailed off. He looked up at me.
"NO! No way, no freakin' way Kakashi!" I raised my arms into a 'X' shape indicating that this idea wasn't gonna go out. "I'll just apply for another school then."
"No can do, kiddo. You were just accepted to one of the top schools in the nation. Do you think you can just no accept this offer? You have full scholarship, and ranked in the top twenty students. I don't think they'll let you off that easily," Kakashi pointed out.
"B-but Kakashi! What am I gonna do then? I think anyone can tell that I'm a girl by just looking at me," I stood up out of my chair angrily. This was soo not gonna happen here. Me, Sakura Haruno, going to an all boys high school? That's just insane. Especially since I have pink hair and green eyes. I don't think it will take long for anyone, even a complete idiot to guess that I'm a girl. I truly think that Kakashi is going crazy now.
"We can just chop off all that hair and give you some contacts," Kakashi stated.
"No hell way!" I grabbed my long silky pink hair. Didn't Kakashi know that a girl's hair means everything to her? "No way Kakashi. You are NOT cutting my hair off. I spent years to grow this all out!" I whined.
"Then you can spend a few more years after high school to grow it all back," He smiled at me.
"DEVIL." I yelled.
I am officially no longer Sakura Haruno. No longer bill-board brow girl with freaky pink hair and green eyes. No longer 'miss independent' No longer this girl who loved making friends. I'm now Sakuraba Haruno. And I must say the name is really original.
Really original.
I stood patiently behind Kakashi as he was finishing his chat with the dean of the school. I ran my hand through my hair a couple of times, trying to remember the feeling of my once long hair. I whimpered quietly. The feeling of my hair chopped off was awful. One of the worst things a girl could imagine. The locks barely touch my shoulders and my bangs fall right in front of my eyes. We tried dying it brown, but for some reason the dye just washed right out. So everyone will just have to deal with a boy with pink hair.
Even I know that, that just looks retarded. But at least I didn't decide to pierce my ears before I came here.
I rubbed eyes, trying not to smug the glasses Kakashi gave me. He said it made me look more "manly" I laughed sarcastically when he told me that. Boy, these four years was going to be long.
Really…
Really…
Really…long. Kami isn't giving me his blessings these days.
"Just kill me now," I muttered to myself.
"Excuse me?" The dean turned around and looked at me with rasing his gray eyebrows. I raised my hands up waving nervously.
"Uh- nothing. I was just talking to myself," I laughed nervously. I looked over at Kakashi. He just raised a brow at me. I stuck my tongue at him when the dean turned back around.
"So, Mr. Haruno, how do you like the school so far?" The dean asked.
"It's uh…very nice sir. I really do love the design and patterns on the walls and ceilings. And it's very, very clean here," I replied politely.
"Yes, we have many people work on this school to keep it tip-top shape. It's one of the finest schools of the nation. So we have to keep up the image, Mr. Haruno."
"Yep," I stared down at my shiny black shoes and examined my uniform. It was and ordinary black high school uniform with golden trims. Fancy.
I turned the faucet on in the bathroom. The floors were completely marble and so were the walls too. And all the toilets were squeaky clean with blue toilet water.
Rich bastards.
As I washed my hands I looked at myself in the mirror. I guess I didn't look so bad. But the pink hair made me look too feminine to be a boy. Made me look like one of those bishie, pretty boys in mangas I read before. It would be scary if girls outside of school hit on me.
I would freak out. But chances of that were low, so I'm good. But I wonder what kind of boys attend to this school?
Any hotties?
Or nerds?
Or both?
My mind wandered off into la-la land when the door opened and came in footsteps. I blinked and looked in the mirror to see who they were.
"YOU!" A loud voice said to me. My eyes widen when I saw who it belonged to. I turned around and stared with my mouth open. There stood, the spiky blonde boy, sketch boy, and chicken butt man right behind me.
"It's you! From that time at the airport," the blonde said. The other two just stared at me. "What are you doing in the boys bathroom." He walked over to me and jabbed my forehead with his index finger and looked at me. "Hey, why are you wearing our school uniform?" He question.
"Are you a cross-dresser?" The sketch boy asked with a grin. I glared.
"No!" I said at him. The chicken butt boy just rolled his eyes at me. He stuck is hands in his pocket and lean back against the stall. I just cross my arms and began thinking. What was I gonna do? If everyone finds out I'm a girl, I'll be expelled. I can't be expelled, I have a reputation to keep up. The chicken butt boy just raised his brows and me. I looked away.
"No, I think you guys have it wrong," I tried to say . "I think you've mistaken me for my…uhh twin sister, Sakura," I nodded my head. Yeah, twin sister. "I'm her brother. You guys must of met her at the airport," The spiky blond came closer, just inches from my face and examined me.
"Well, you guys do look alike," He backed up and put his hands on the back of his head.
"Yeah, we're twins," I snapped. Please believe me. Please. Please. I thought.
"Then why don't you prove it?" The sketch boy piped up. He still had on his fake smile. It's beginning to creep me out now.
"Prove it?" I said. "Prove what? That I'm my sister's brother?"
"No," The chicken butt boy said in a monotone voice. He stood up straight and pointed his finger at me. "Prove to us that you're a guy," He lowered his hand from my chest to…down there.
My eyes widen. Were they serious? "Are you serious?!" I yelped.
"Whoa, hold on there Sasuke, Sai. Aren't we going a little too far?" The blonde said to his friends. I stared at chicken butt. Then at sketch boy. This is going too far. What to do?! What to do? Is it gonna end like this? If I strip I'll get caught and I'll probably get raped. If I don't then, then…?!
"Please tell me you aren't serious," I said again in a pleading voice. "T-this is going too far isn't it?"
"Nope. Now prove to us you're a guy," Chicken butt said again. "Or we'll report to the dean himself."
Kami, I pray for your blessings now.