I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
"HE SPOKE TO US! HE FREAKING SPOKE TO US! And you kind of blew it but he still spoke to us!" Inner Sakura screamed, dancing like a monkey.
I smiled to myself; I did kind of blow it. But, c'mon give the pink haired-jap a break (A/n sorry if I offended anyone but if it makes you feel any better I'm Japanese).
"umm…you still there?" he asked. "I didn't catch your name what was it?"
"Sakura. Haruno." I felt myself blush.
"You're Japanese?" he squinted at me.
"GODDAMN! THE PINK HAIR!" inner Sakura cursed.
"AHHHH! IT MAY NOT SEEM LIKE IT BUT THEY'RE NATURAL!" I screeched immediately.
He eyed my chest suggestively, raising a perfect eyebrow, so perfect I wondered if he waxed.
"Not that you numbnut! My hair color. It's somehow freakishly natural." I panicked, covering my chest.
"I was about to say if you had any surgery done in that area you really didn't get your money's worth." He smirked.
"Shut up."
"He's probably the hottest pervert I've ever seen" Inner Sakura mused.
"Yeah. I'm gonna go. This party sucks." I rolled my eyes and then covered my mouth when I realized Ino was still in ear shot.
"Oh shit."
"EXCUSE ME! DID YOU SAY SOMETHING SAKURA!" Ino screeched.
"I love the way the party doesn't suck."
"damn straight!" she screamed, obviously drunk.
"Later…I didn't get your name either.."I frowned
"Sasuke. Uchiha."
"cool."
"HES' SOOOOOOOOOO COOOOOOOOOL! I JUST WANT TO JUMP UP AND RAPE HIM!" Inner Sakura screamed all crazy fan girl-like.
"yeah. I know." I told her
This fic SUCKS...I might like just stop...ugh...why is my first fic wayyy more better? talk about a fucking sophomore slump...I think I'll right another chappie and if it's hopeless I'll stop...