And it was all good until Temari and Gaara sat down no either side of her. She gulped. Her stomach was doing backflips, and her heart was in her throat. No one seemed to notice the duo's move, for they weer all too busy listening to the teacher.

Sakura thought about raising her hand, so she did. But it was slapped down by Temari. She bit her lip hoping the time would pass. Why you they sitting here? So she asked them. "Temari, G-gaara, why are you sitting h-ere?" she asked with a slight stutter.

"Why can't we sit with our best friend?" Gaara asked, wrapping an arm around her. His nails dug into her shoulders, leaving small marks. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying not to think of the horrible pain.

"Anyways." Temari began, she glared at Sakura. "Just who do you think you are? Waltzing in here, like you own the place. Just because you lived, and just because you're dating Sasuke, doesn't mean you have to act like you're the queen bee."

"I'm not.." Sakura snapped. She was getting quite angry. This was enough!

"Anyways, if you don't cut it out, then there will be prices to pay. You'd better think about dumping Sasuke too while your at it. If not, we'll see to it that this is the most painful year you'll experience."

Luckily, the bell rang, and Sakura took no time to stop and chat, she bolted out of the classroom, and down the hall, ignoring people who looks, or talked to her. The pain in her shoulder from Gaara was almost un-bearable. God, why did a freak like him have such girly nails?

She turned the corner, and the hallways were empty, no one was there except for her. Keeping her head bent low, Sakura walked with caution, she really didn't need another meeting with Temari, and Gaara today. One was bad enough.

While walking, Sakura heard footsteps, and before she knew it, she was on the floor whoever it was, she bumped into, and her books lay scattered. Looking up, she smiled, relieved. It was Sasuke.

"Whoa, Sakura. Be careful." he said with a smile. Not finding it funny, she shrugged.

"I've been having a bad day." she muttered.

"Wanna tell me what happened?" he asked, handing her the remaining books.

With a nod, Sakura began. "Well, I walked into my first English. No one knew I was there, and then. Temari and Gaara came in, and sat beside me. I asked why and they sad that it was because I was their 'best friend' Temari threatened me, and told me I should dump you, or I'll pay, Gaara gave my painful scratch marks, and it's all just so horrible!"

Sasuke listened as she spoke. The news he was about to tell her wasn't going to be good. Not too good at all. Especially if Gaara and Temari were hanging around her more often.

"Erm.. hey uh, Sakura?" he began.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Um well you see.. the thing is that uh.. afterschool today I'm uh.. going away on this training with the team.."

Sakura stared at him. "great." she murmered. "But isn't Gaara some how on the team?" she asked.

"Yeah.. but then there's Temari..."

Sakura grinned. "So what. It's Temari. I can handle her, just not Gaara." she explained.

Sasuke nodded, "uh, okay then. Listen, I gotta' go. There's a meeting about the tournament like," he paused to check his watch, "now. Bye. See you later." with that, sasuke had made it down the hall, and around the corner.

Sakura arrived at home. There was a note on the counter saying that Ino had gone over to Shikamaru's, and that she would be home later on that night.

All honest, she was bored. There was nothing to do. She had completed for homework at lunch, in the library, and was now stuck with either watching the TV, playing PS2, or chatting on MSN.

She didn't feel like doing any of those. She thought about going to Sasuke's house for a few hours, but remembered he was packing for that week training in Mist.

'Good.' he thought. 'all packed.' yep, Sasuke had just sorted thorugh all of his clothes, and made sure everything was packed. He was sort of worried though. Sakura would have to deal with Temari for an entire week. Things could get ugly. He knew Temari was a bitch, and would do anything to get rid of Sakura, but he knew that Sakura was a fighter, and wouldn't go down empty handed.

Speaking of Sakura... he had been pretty cold with her today. The two barely talked. Well, only this morning. Was she mad at him? There was only one way to know for sure. Picking up the phone, he dialed a familiar number. One ring, two rings, three rings, four rings..

"Hello?" the voice asked.

"Hey-ya, Sakura!" he greeted with enthusiasm.

"Oh, hey, Sasuke-kun." she replied.

"Um, I was wondering, if you were mad at me or something?" he asked.

There was a pause, and then a giggle. "Why would I be mad at you?" she questioned, totally confused.

"I don't know, just wondering."

"Uh-huh, I see. Anyways, good luck at your training. You're gonna win!"

"Thanks, Sakura. I hope so."

The two teens then spent hours talking on the phone. Sometimes there was silence, because there was nothing to talk about, and other times, they couldn't stop.

The entire time I was here, I was worried. Not because of the drills, or because of the failed attempts and techniques, but because of Sakura. The whole while I was here, Gaara kept snickering, and looking at me.

What did he have planned? I sure hoped Sakura was alright. But, when there was Temari.. she was ruthless. Mean, and only cared about her hair.

I couldn't wait until this week was over with. I just needed to see Sakura. God knows what's going on back in Konoha... God knows..

Sasuke wouldn't be here today. He would be at the training in Mist.

Sakura arrived into school rather early the morning. There were a few other cars there, nothing big. Walking through the halls, Sakura was greeted by Temari. Temari and her bitch squad. Lovely.

"What?" Sakura asked, tapping her foot.

Temari rolled her eyes. "Move, bitch." she demanded.

"Uh, maybe not." Sakura snapped.

"My girls and I need to get by. You and your large forehead are blocking the way!"

Glaring at Temari, Sakura hauled off, and punched her square in the jaw. "Now who's blocking the way?" Sakura asked, she walked off down the hall, the peers that were there, cheered Sakura on.