Hey there readers! Welcome back for chapter three!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto!
"How cute is this?" Cornelia asked in a sickly sweet voice
I didn't like the tone she was using; how it made the tiny hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I let my eyes narrow beneath my overly long bangs.
"What're you doing here?" I asked the slightest hint of nervousness coated my words
"Oh, are you getting nervous?" Rachelle asked with a smile that radiated haggishness
I said nothing. After all, what could be said to that?
"I'm just here to take what's rightfully mine" Cornelia said answering my question
Then she did one of the cruelest things that had ever been done to me in my life, she turned Adrian around and kissed him. Nice and long, letting their tongues get involved. The realization of what was happening made me sick.
The two of them separated. Their breathing was ragged.
"W-What's going on?" I asked trying my hardest not to believe the truth
"Isn't it obvious?" Rachelle asked grinning widely "I thought you were smart"
"I don't want you"
I felt my stomach turn at the realization of whose voice produced those words. I turned to Adrian his blue eyes stared into mine coldly
"What?" was the only word I could manage
"Jeez, you're making this hard" Cornelia said with a sigh "Adrian is mine. He doesn't want you nor will he ever"
I took in a sharp breath as if she has just hit me. I fought the tears the had started to blur my vision. I won't let them fall. never show weakness in front of the enemy.
"You're far too ugly for me anyway." Adrian said bluntly "Cornelia is a prime example of a perfect woman; Power and beauty."
"Whatever" I choked out "I hate all of you"
Then I turned and walked up the hall. Pain slowly drifting into me. I couldn't believe that the boy I had felt so much for just did that to me. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I walked up the sidewalk toward the bus stop.
I sat on the bench next to a woman wearing a long black trench coat. Her shoulder length hair was dyed dark green and she wore black lipstick. I cried a little harder, this caught the woman's attention
"Are you okay?" she asked looking over at me
I almost had a heart attack seeing how stunning the woman looked with her yellow contacts and fair skin.
"Yea I'm okay." I replied
"People that are okay usually don't cry" the woman said
I smirked slightly, then told her about what had just happened. Her pretty face twisted up into a look of disgust
"They're all bastards." she said angrily
"I know." I whispered
"It'll be fine" the woman replied "I'm Valerie by the way"
"My name is Crimson." I replied
"That's a cool name" Valerie gushed "It fits you perfectly"
"Umm, thanks" I replied
Valerie looked up the busy street to see the bus coming down it.
"Before our paths separate, I must give you something." she said
She handed me a tiny dark red, velvet sack. It was tied at the top with a black ribbon and fit perfectly in the palm of my hand.
"What's this?" I asked eyeing the tiny sack
"Magic dust" Valerie replied nonchalantly "If you toss this into the air and make a wish it'll come true."
"Really?" I asked with a questionable look on my face
"Would I lie to you" she asked back with a breath taking smile
"I don't know" I replied
"Think of it as a gift of a lifetime" Valerie said "Everyone needs a break, and this is yours"
I nodded thinking this was a big lie. Valerie smiled then said
"Don't use it for anything stupid. I don't want to have to come back and fix it"
"Okay" I replied a little sarcastically
"Good luck" she said standing up "Call me if you need anything"
Valerie started to walk away
"I don't have your number!" I called after her
"Trust me. You'll know it when you need it!" she yelled back as she disappeared into a crowd of people
"What's that supposed to mean?" I yelled even though she was already out of sight
I stuck the velvet sack into my pocket and go on the bus. Upon arriving home I went up into my room. Stacks of books and papers sat neatly in every corner of the room. I sat in the middle of my dark red fuzzy skull shaped rug next to my cat sprinkles(my little cousin named the poor thing that)
I pulled out a Naruto book out of my backpack.
"God, I love manga" I said to myself
My favorite character by far, was Sasuke Uchiha. I considered myself as his undercover fan girl. I quickly finished the book, then laid back on the rug and watched the ceiling fan. My house was so boring. I really wanted to move back to my old town with my friends but I knew it would kill mom if she knew how much I hated it here. It wasn't our choice to move dad found awesome work here and mom was already stressed I figured the least I could do was act mature about the moving situation.
I rolled over on the rug and felt the sack digging into my thigh. I pulled it out of my pocket and just stared at it for a second. I smirked. I knew magic didn't exist.
This "magic powder" was a joke.
"Well if it's a joke how about I joke with it." I said to myself standing up
I thought it would be the most amazing thing if Sasuke Uchiha was real. What did I have to lose? It wouldn't happen anyway.
I opened the tiny sack and tossed the golden dust into the air. My room instantly filled with golden light.
"What do you know it even has special effects." I muttered
"I wish Sasuke Uchiha was a real person" I said as the golden dust fell to the ground
Just as I thought, nothing happened. I sighed then sat down and looked at the Naruto book across the room. The pages turned quickly by themselves.
"W-what the heck" I asked keeping my distance from the book.
Then the craziest thing happened; Sasuke rose up from the turning pages. Blinding light engulfed the bedroom as he stepped out of the book. Once the light subsided I got a good look at him.
Sasuke's spiky black hair had a blue tint and hung over his forehead, and his onyx eyes were simply gorgeous. He wore a grey high-collared short-sleeved shirt with a zipper which he wore down to mid chest, blue wrist warmers, dark blue pants with a blue cloth hanging from halfway up his stomach to his knees. He also wore a purple rope belt around his waist, tied in a bow, in which he carried his sword.
He was truly beautiful. His ivory skin glowed under the sunlight pouring in from the window. I let my eyes wander down his body and lock on to his abs which were cutting through the thin cotton of the shirt he was wearing.
"Where hell am I?" he asked
I knew why had had such crazed fan girls. His voice alone could make you melt like ice on hot pavement.
That's the end for now! By the way this is Sasuke in Shippuden after he killed Itachi. Which accounts for the outfit and slightly differed hairstyle.
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