"I am bailing out..!", I yelled, throwing my hair straightener on my bed.
"Saks..its okay. Happens..", Ino said, trying to sound comforting, though I knew that she was scared that I might not accompany her to her dream-date. She was standing outside my room, where I had locked myself in.
"No..It doesn't. You don't have a bad hair day on your date..that too with "Prince Charming"", I did air quotes, which Ino obviously didn't see.
I wrapped my hair in a tight bun and wore a white woolen cap to hide them. A frustrated sigh could be heard from outside my room.
"Haruno..", it was Tenten,"..open this goddamn door before I rip it off its hinges..". Her voice was calm and intimidating. My best friends had been standing outside my door, for the past hour, while I combed my hair, curled them, straightened them..and subjected them to all sorts of torture. I sighed and unlocked the door. The last time, Tenten was angry..repairs ate up my entire month's pocket money.
Ino yanked away my white cap, revealing my unkempt hair. They looked like pink threads hanging from either side of my head, while some looked lifeless, laying on my forehead.
Ino gasped and touched my hair, which felt rough,"Forehead..what the hell-"
"Holy shit..!" Tenten interrupted her. Even Hinata's mouth formed an "o".
"..Not helping." I snapped snatching my cap from Ino's hand.
"What did you do to them..?" Please put your hands together for the Drama Queen Ino Yamanaka. Ino asked as if I had murdered someone.
"I told you..", I sighed. "I am not going."
"S-Sakura-c-chan..i-its nothing to worry a-about..I'm s-sure, I-Ino-chan will f-find a s-solution." Hinata's pale hand gently squeezed my shoulder. I looked expectantly at Ino, who had already plugged in my hair straightener. Being a fashion designer's daughter, Ino excelled in such things.
After spending another 90 minutes, my hair looked better then before. They were not good, but were not bad either.
"Sakura..this is all..", Ino turned my head sideways, examining her work,"..I could do." I glanced at my pink watch, and sighed.
"Time to go.." I stood up, straightening my black shirt.
"Where was the date again?" Tenten stretched her muscles, receiving a glare from Ino."..Geez. Carnival, I know." Tenten picked up her car keys and walked out. I looked down at my grey boots, still not happy with my hair.
"S-Sakura-chan..don't be s-sad. I'm s-sure U-Uchiha-s-san won't m-mind your h-hair." She smiled, holding my hand. Maybe she is right. Thats what happens in love stories right? The Prince falls for the inner beauty..not the outer appearance.
At The Carnival
"..Woah! What crawled up your hair and died?" Or not. Sasuke was smirking while Naruto was literally on the floor laughing. I placed my hands on either side of my waist. So much for inner beauty.
"Shika-kun..get me a teddy bear.." Ino said clinging to his arm,"..pretty please?"
"Sure thing..beautiful."
"Aww..you are so sweet..Shika-kun." Ino dragged him away and I resisted the urge to puke. I hated it when Ino went all bubblegums and candy-flosses. Naruto dragged Hinata to a nearby ramen stand, while Tenten and Neji were at a weapon stall. So it was just me and Prince Charming.
"Hi.." I started.
"Hn." Insert anime sweat-drop. Ok, this Twilight hater is pissing me off.
"Can't we just ogle him?" My inner screamed.
Sasuke, as usual, looked hot. He still had that black bag slung across his chest. Is he keeping diamonds in that? I eyed it suspiciously.
"Let's..uh..go to that stall." I pointed at a random stall, hating the idea of standing with him in one place.
"No. I'm not going to win a teddy bear for you." He replied his voice monotonous.
Isn't there a World Record for the world's most boring person ever?
"I..will havve those ice-cream cones.." I attempted again. His 6'2" frame loomed over my 5'4" frame and I expected him to be a gentleman and go buy-
"Then..go get them" I never learn, do I?
Uchiha and me sat on a bench far away from our friends..who were enjoying the date. I was eating my chocolate ice-cream, while the uchiha was buzy doing nothing. Actually not nothing, he was converting oxygen into carbon-dioxide for plants, to help them carry out photosynthesis. He is such a charitable, kind hearted person that he should get a Nobel Prize for his works.
I, once again, tried to start a conversation.
"So..uh..you have any siblings?"
"Hn." Insert double anime sweat-drop.
"Yes or no?" I enquired, not quite used to his "Hn's"
"Yes."I kept looking at him expectantly and he sighed. "Elder brother"
"..You like him?"
"..Hn." I resisted the urge to rub my chocolate ice-cream on his face.
"..What do you do for a living?" I,mentally, face-palmed myself. His father had enough money, to last for 7 generations.
"..Hn."
"I'm sorry..I don't knw Sasuke-nese..sign language will do just fine." I clarified faking a big smile.
His left eye twitched.
"Since..you forgot to ask..or you simply don't care..I am an aspiring neurosurgeon" I said. It was something I was proud of.
"...Annoying."
Can someone please pass me a crow-bar, fuel and lighter?
We sat in silence, not looking at eachother, while my inner sang a high pitched "awkward.."
Let's try again."So..what is it like..to be the world's richest, emo-est, jerk?" FML. What the hell did I just say?
Sasuke turned to look at me. His left eye was again twitching. Oooh..someone is pissed.
Ten bucks say his reply is gonna be:" You are annoing." My inner made a bet with me.
"Pinky..you are annoying." He said, as if telling the Cricket score.
"Haruno Sakura. Don't call me Pinky." I spat as my inner danced in victory.
"Still..you are annoying."
"Are you always this cocky..or am I special?" I enquired.
"...What is this? Twenty Questions?" He asked.
"Actually no..I'm trying to start a conversation. Unlike a human ice-cube, who has been staring into space since the past half an hour..sitting next to his "date"",insert air quotes," in awkward silence."
"Better stay quite, then talk to you and get pissed off. I call it comfortable silence." His onyx eyes, clashed with my emerald ones."Besides..you asked me out." He smirked.
"What-" The ringing of his cellphone interrupted me. He checked the caller ID and excused himself. "Jerk" I glared at his back
..To be continued
