dsm: hi. i hope you like my story. 1st one so i accept all reviews

disclaimer:I don't own Naruto

I Don't Believe...

Love is warm

Love is serene

Love is comfort

When you want to scream

Love lets them know

That you truly care

Love is one emotion

Everyone can share

Love is always with you

It helps you heal

Soon you'll all know

Love is not real...

Watch the days go by. Watch your life slip away. Sit and stare at the sky. No one cares.

This is what 14 year old Samantha thought about life. Nothing to do. No one who cares. Her parents always told her that she wasted her life in front of the TV and that she was just a pathetic excuse for a person. They said she needed to get out more. Well, she said they needed to shut up. All of them just needed to shut up.

"Sam! Your friend Kayla's on the phone!"

"So?"

"Pick up the phone Samantha!"

"Fine, jeez. Hello?"

"What was that about? In a bad mood again Sammy?"

"Yes, so what did you want to talk about?"

"You know how that new Naruto book came out? Well...I GOT IT!"

"NO FREAKIN' WAY!"

"WAY! Come down to my house right now!"

"Okay, bye. Mom! I'm going to Kayla's house!"

"I don't care! Get out of here!" Samantha grabbed her coat and overnight bag and ran out the door. She raced down the street about a mile before she finally ended up at her friend's front door. She knocked and waited. Kayla was 21 and lived by herself and, of course, was a Naruto fan. "Hel-" BOOM! "Lemme see it! Lemme read it! Hurry up!"

"That wasn't exactly the 'hello' I was looking for, but oh well. Come with me." They ran into her room where Sam immediately picked up the book. "Wow..." She read the entire thing in, like, 5 minutes. "I know. Wouldn't it be awesome if this were real? I could meet Kakashi...and all the others." Sam thought about it. "Yeah, I could meet Sasuke. I bet he knows how I feel. Too bad it's all fake..."

She sighed. "I know, but still, it's good to look on the bright side of things. It could happen any day." Sam stared at her. "You've got to be kidding me. Looking on the 'bright side' of things isn't for me. Sure, I believe in another dimension. But what are the odds of that happening to us? Huh? 0 to 100 thousand zillion, that's it. Nothing special ever happens to us anyway. Duh."

Kayla sighed. "Well, I have a good feeling about tonight. I think your standards are wrong. We are going there tonight, and that's that. Duh."

"Whatever."

"It's 9 o'clock...WE'RE MISSING NARUTO!"

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"

They ran into the living room as fast as they could where they were met by a surprise...Kakashi standing in front of the TV, looking at a picture of them...

dsm: i want at least one review. and that poem is mine, don't steal it

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