Author's Notes: My poems will appear frequently throughout the fic. I based Sakura's character, just a bit, on me. Anyway, I'm working hard on this fic. I won't end it like my first one. HEHE!!!!

Disclaimer: The voices in my head don't like you, so they told me to do it! (I own nothing!)

Ch. 2: I Don't Like You

"So, what's your name?"

Sakura looked up to see a boy who had blood red hair, blue-jade colored eyes with dark circles around them, and a kanji 'love' tattoo on his head, wearing black baggy pants with chains hanging off them and a tight black long-sleeved shirt that showed off his nice body.

"Sakura Haruno."

"That's a pretty girly name, are you sure you really belong here?"

"FUCK YOU! I can't help the name my Goddamned parents picked out for me!"

Everybody gasped and looked at her. Hinata decided to speak.

"Well, I think she belongs here. She just stood up to two of the schools most powerful leaders."

"Yeah, who else did she stand up to? Ino?"

"No, Sasuke."

"What? She actually had the guts to stand up to him?"

"HEY! You guys know I'm right here!"

"Yeah, don't care, now shut up."

Sakura was trying to desperately keep her anger in check, but him telling her to shut up was the last straw. She started walking towards the boy and flashed him a smile, which showed off her eye teeth that she had sharpened to look like vampire teeth. As soon as she was close enough to him, she leaned down to whisper into his ear.

"Sakura, I would invade his personal space if I were…" she leaned down anyway.

"If I were you, I'd run boy."

"What, why?"

"Because."

"W…"

Sakura stood up and punched him hard enough to send him flying.

"YOU'RE DAMN LUCKY YOU GOT AWAY WITHOUT A SCRATCH WHEN YOU CALLED ME GIRLY, BUT NEVER TELL ME TO SHUT UP!!!!!"

The boy looked up at her and smiled, while everybody else just sat there with their mouths open.

"Name's Gaara. You're the first person to ever hit me. So, I guess that makes you one of us."

"Smart move, Gaara. I wouldn't want to have to beat you to a bloody pulp to prove myself."

"Okay, let's start the introductions. You know me already. Hinata Hyuuga, martial arts, favorite color is dark purple and black, I like rock, hard rock, metal, black metal, etc., Naruto's my boyfriend, Neji's my cousin, I love Converse and Vans, and I'm 16."

The next person to talk was a girl with two buns on her head. Her hair was dark brown and blue, eyes were brown, she wore black eye shadow and eyeliner, red lipstick, a black tank top that said "I Hate Everything About You" on it, blood red skater shorts, and black Converse.

"Tenten, if you find out my last name, I'll have to kill you, weapon specialist/martial arts, favorite color is dark blue and black, I like any kind of rock and metal, Neji's my boyfriend, I like Converse, and I'm 16."

The next person to speak was a boy with long dark brown hair. He had pearl colored eyes, was wearing black arm covers, a black shirt, dark blue baggy pants, a spiky belt, and dark blue Vans.

"Neji Hyuuga, martial arts, favorite color is dark blue and black, I like rock and metal, I like Vans, and I'm 17."

The next person to speak was a boy with black hair. He had blue eyes, was wearing a dark blue long-sleeved shirt, dark blue baggy skater shorts, black Converse, and a black wrist band.

"Naruto Uzumaki, marital arts, favorite color is dark blue and black, I like rock and metal, I like Vans and Converse, and I'm 17."

"Gaara, my last name's not important, martial arts and sword/knife expert, favorite color is blood red and black, I like any kind of rock and metal, I like Converse and Vans, and I'm 17."

Sakura took a moment to process everything before she spoke.

"Sakura Haruno, martial arts, sword/knife expert, weapon specialist, favorite color is blood red and black, I like any kind of rock and metal, I play guitar and drums and write my own songs, I also write poems, I like Converse and Vans, and I'm 16. Nice to meet ya."

Sakura gave another smile before people started to question her.

"So why did you get your teeth sharpened?" asked Naruto. (In my fic, he's not really loud and less hyper.)

"I like vampires and I like how it feels when they run across another person's skin." she looked at Gaara, who wasn't looking at her thankfully.

"Do you sing too?"

"Yes, I used to be in a band called "The Fear". I quit the band after my parents died. That's when I took up cutting."

"Oh, I'm sorry. My parents died too. Are you living alone as well?"

"Yes, Naruto, I live alone. Don't be sorry, my Mom died a couple years ago, my Dad just died two days after I turned 16."

On a lonely ridge, an old man stands,

An oaken vessel in his hands.

He moves forward and stands sound,

On the rough stones of the high ground.

Far below in the valley deep,

Is a wide and endless evergreen sea.

The old man's thin, gray hair whips in the cold breeze,

While his long, dark coat twists and flaps at his knees.

The old man removes the cover of the vessel with arthritic hands,

And sets free the contents, offering them to the quiet land.

The fine dust is carried far and wide by the wind,

There will be no more; it's final…the end.

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"So, I guess we better be getting to class. What teachers do you guys have first period?"

"Kakashi." said everybody.

"Oh, so we all have the same class?"

"They never separate us." said Gaara

"We had them change the rule last year because the other groups were getting on to us more." said Hinata.

"Oh, okay. Let's go then."

As they were walking down the hall, they were once again stopped by Sasuke.

"Hey Bitch, I didn't appreciate that comment earlier."

"What did you call me?" Sakura's voice dripped with venom and everybody else took a step back, except for Sasuke.

"I'll called you a…"

Sasuke didn't even get a chance to finish before a fist connected with his nose and made him fly across the hallway and into the lockers. Sakura ran up to him and grabbed him by the collar.

"If I were you, I would refrain from calling me anything other than Sakura or freak. Besides, I'm sure your boyfriend would be upset if I messed up your pretty little face."

Sakura dropped him and he just sat there looking at her. Everybody else came up to her, and started pulling her to her next class. As soon as Sakura enter the room, it went quiet. The next thing she knew, she was getting cat calls.

"Hey baby, come over here and sit with me."

"Hey sexy, want to have a good time?"

"Hey sweetheart, you're parents gave you damn good body."

When Sakura heard that last comment, she was pissed. She looked around the room to see who had said it. Her eyes landed on a boy with light brown hair that was up in a ponytail. He was wearing a gray shirt that said "Shikamaru", a pair of baggy blue jeans, and a pair of white Nikes. Sakura flashed him a smile and threw her bag to Hinata. Hinata caught it, but looked at Sakura questioningly. Sakura slowly made her way to the smirking boy. She took a seat on her lap, and he wrapped hi arms around her waist. Gaara imaginary eyebrows shot up.

"Well, you must be Shikamaru. I've heard about your charm." she whispered in his eye.

"So you have heard of me."

"Yes, I have." she pulled away from his ear so everyone could hear her.

"Too bad you don't know anything about me, Shikamaru."

"That could change. I know where an empty classroom is."

"Let's go."

As she stood up, he let go of her waist and stood up as well. As soon as he was up, she turned back around.

"You know what, I've changed my mind."

"Wha…"

Sakura once again had her fist connecting with someone's face. He flew back and landed on another boy.

"If anybody, even thinks about saying another word about my parents, I'll kill you."

Shikamaru got up and went back to her seat as she walked to Hinata and grabbed her bag.

"Thanks. Oh and Shikamaru," he looked up. "I would rather go find an empty classroom with Gaara than with you."

Many eyebrows shot up, as well as an imaginary pair. Sakura took her seat in between Gaara and an empty seat. As soon as she was seated, the door opened and a slightly bruised Sasuke walked in. He scanned the room for an empty seat and smirked when he saw the seat beside Sakura. He hastily took his seat and leaned over towards her.

"Looks like I'll be sitting beside you this year, Freak."

"Yeah looks like it, Fag."

Many snickers were heard around the room, until an icy glare was shot their way. Sakura ignored him and he thoughts turned back to her parents.

The curtain of ashen show is lost forever to the tall timber,

The old man returns the cover to the oaken container.

He clutches the vessel tight to his breast,

And looks up to the fiery clouds in the west.

Ever weakening is the crimson light,

For it is now nearly night.

A single tear tumble's from the old man's eye,

As he slowly retreats from the rim and simply whispers, "Good-bye".

Somehow the wind seems to wail back a reply,

"Don't worry, I'll see you again sometime."

"Sakura?"

"Hm? Yeah, what is it Gaara." He looked at her with a smirk.

"What? Why are you smirking at me Gaara?"

"Do you want to go find an empty classroom?"

"Don't push your luck buddy." Sakura gave him a smile anyway.

Just then, the door opened. A man wearing a black suit, reading an orange book, with gravity defying silver hair, walked in. He looked around the room and scratched the back of his head.

"Class, you see there was this little old lady…"

"LIAR!!"

"Is he always this late Hinata?"

Before she could answer, their teacher turned his attention to her.

"You must be our new student. Come up here an introduce yourself. I'm Kakashi."

Sakura walked to the front of the class and began to speak.

"My name is Haruno Sakura. My Mom died a couple of years ago and my Dad just died a couple of days ago. I moved here with some of the money my parents left me. My favorite color is black and red. I have a black belt in martial arts, I am a sword and knife expert, and I am a weapons specialist. I like any kind of rock music. I hate jocks like Sasuke, lazy ass bums like Shikamaru, and pretty girls like Ino. Oh and for those of you that missed Shikamaru and my conversation, I more likely to go find and empty classroom with Gaara, than any of you. Oh and if you look at Sasuke, you'll see he looks a little beaten as well. He called me a name I didn't like. There are two ways you may address me: Sakura or Freak."

Sakura hurriedly took her seat. Kakashi looked a little dumfounded.

"Again with the room Sakura."

"You're pushing it Gaara."

"Oh, before I forget to tell you. I have two siblings. Temari is a prep and Kankuro is a lazy ass bum. They are the only people from other groups that we will talk to."

"Okay."

"Okay class, open your books to page 15. Start reading for the rest of the period."

Author's Note: Well, here it is. I hope you like this chappie. My next one will be posted soon. Enjoy!