Maybe

I let the water drip down my face and body, washing away all my troubles. Of course, they would come back. Maybe if I stayed in here long enough, I would forget... everything. Many options like that cursed through my head. Though in reality, the water would get to cold to stay in or I would starve. If i got out now I would cry. And i only like crying in the shower. Of course I already cried as much as my eyes would let me. It was a shame, the way this crying came about. My life was hell. I had no meaning. I had no friends. I had no parents. I had no life.

I had a step-mother. I had lots of money. I had a mansion. I had everything any kid would want. But it was all fake. And I knew it. I was a rich bitch and I could do nothing about it. I skipped school. I ran away from home for days on end until I didn't want to starve anymore or the cops found me. It did nothing for me. Maybe if next time i really ran away. Packed up as much food and money i could without being noticed and steal one of my step-mothers cars and leave. But then again, I'm thinking the impossible. I disliked my step-mother. She killed my father to get his money but she kept me. God knows why. All my money was with my father. And she got it. Maybe she kept me to look innocent. Sure kill the father keep the kid and she's home free.

I regretted my decision, but I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. Wrapping a towel around myself, I walked into my room, in search for my pyjamas. Hard as it was, I tried to ignore the swivelling camera that followed my every move. Whoever came up with the idea of surveillance cameras should die. Yes I was under surveillance. I had tried too many times to run away through my bedroom window. That's alright. I had other ways. Although they would work better if I wasn't driven everywhere I went. The best way was usually in between school. Maybe I'll do that tomorrow. See where that gets me.

Getting into bed, I let my still damp hair wet the pillow. I played with my golden brown hair. How I wished to be normal. Parents and all. No ugly step-mother to get in the way… My thoughts trailed off, my body welcoming sleep.

School. How I hated school. I was always alone. No one to talk to. Everyone just stared. ' Wow. Look at the rich brat now. Not so high and mighty now is she.' Like I ever wanted to be. To everyone in the school, I was some sort of competition. Pfft. Like I was competing for anything. If there did just happen to be 'anything', it would be high school drop out. Who would be first. All of the school, or lonely rich girl. No bets. Just guesses.

I walked through the hallways. My destination: locker. Why? To get my reading book and skip the rest of the day. Obviously trying to find somewhere I could run to for a while. Of course that wouldn't happen without running into the ever so respectable Asuka Miharu. In other words the one person who dared push me around and is able to get away with it. Except she doesn't push. She talks. Maybe I would get lucky today. Highly unlikely. It's like she has nothing better to do than keep tabs on me all day.

Speak of the devil.

As usual, she smelled of over sprayed perfume, her clothes barely fit her body and her black hair was too shiny for its own good. She's lucky I don't have anything breakable today. I think she still has that scar on the back of her head from when I chucked a beer bottle at her head.

" Well, well. Little rich girl skipping again? Oh too bad. Someone's going to have to call your mommy." Her annoying voice said.

How lame

" Oh too bad you don't have anyone to tease. Except maybe Bambi over there." I mocked. Poor guy. I think I beat him up at one point.

"Listen Kinomoto. If your not careful, your going to get your self killed."

" Really? You going to send Bambi and his little rabbit friends after me?"

She can't do it. And she knows it. I've kicked her ass too many times, including her little posse. All she has is verbal abuse. Not that it works.

"Watch it. One day I will kill you Kinomoto."

" You going to verbalize me to death?"

That got her angry. Don't know why. But it did. Maybe she'll finally leave….

" Everyone!" she turned from me " I swear one day I will be the one to end Kinomoto Sakura's life!" She turned back to me. " Without fail."

…… Or she could announce to the school that she will be the one to kill me…. that's interesting.

" I'll see you later Kinomoto." Asuka said smugly.

I doubt it. I'll be out of here before next class. I bet she felt really proud of herself. And she should. She just showed me up… I'll get her back later.

After successfully retrieving my book, I headed for the school exit. Interestingly enough, something caught my eye. A boy. Standing outside a window. His back facing me. Why was this interesting? Because, sticking out from the back of his pants, was a gun. Handy as they were for certain situations, I was sure to find out tomorrow that there was a gun happy boy at school. Lucky for me, I was leaving. Probably wouldn't go back either. School was of no use to me and never will be.

I kept walking, seeing as it was no use to just stand and stare. Getting out of school was one thing. Getting around my so called 'protectors' that stood outside waiting for me, was another challenge. I've done it before, just remembering how I did it was not so easy.

Ok so… out of the doors, guys see me, say I was kicked out of school for the day so take me home, once they turn around I snatch the keys out of one guys back pocket ( disgusting but I had to do it if I wanted to get away) , get into the car and drive away.

Great.. I got my plan. Walking through the doors, I saw the two men that 'accompanied' me everywhere ( John and Meika). Meika was talking with someone on his little handy cell phone, while John stood idly by. Perfect. I walked towards them. I was just close enough to hear someone on the other end of the phone talking very loudly. Kassandra. My step- mother.

" Ok. We'll be there in a while." I heard Meika say. Clicking the phone off, he looked at me. He almost looked surprised… of course who wouldn't when your supposed to be in school.

" Miss Sakura. Kassandra had asked that you come home. We must go now." Meika said.

"Why?" I asked dumbly.

"She has something very important to tell you." He grinned

Damn it.. He grinned.

Grinning was bad. Grinning was very bad. It's insanity driving anything to run in front of a car to get away from it. Grinning put together with evil step-mothers henchmen, was insanity running you over.

John and Meika advanced towards me. Could I get away? Of course not. Two ugly, strong men against a single girl. What are the odds? If I had to take a very educated guess, I would say me. Now back to reality I would say ugly strong men. Maybe if I booked it back into the school? Nuh uh. I was cornered. Mot even bothering to gently usher me into the car, they shoved me in and locked the door.

If this had something to do with the car I crashed last week, then they were over reacting. Besides the car sucked anyways. But I highly doubted that, that is what Cassandra had in mind.

Alright. So this is my first fan fiction ever. I'm not the best writer in the world but I'm trying this out. My name is Janey and I just have a few simple things to ask of you

1. Please no flames, they suck

2. If you don't like it don't read it because its useless to review anything that says " I don't like it. This story sucks blah blah blah."

3. R&r if you do like it and give me ideas if you have some

Thank you!

Luv Janey