Provoked

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Uzii: UPDATE! hmm Maybe I should do this for all my stories.

Chapter 1: Fired?

Emerald green eyes sprang open; they contained an urgent fear in them. The owner of these eyes gasped as she sat up, auburn hair flying every which way. Her breathing was uneasy, coming out in short raspy breaths as if she had just run a mile, pink bed sheets were entangled around her body; she had been sweating from a nightmare.

The girl sighed as her breathing reached a normal rate and got out of bed. Yawning she headed towards the bathroom.

'Just like always, when will it stop? I'm sick of them. I don't understand.'

-20 minutes later-

"O God! I'm going to be late, again!" The girl yelled as she locked her house. She was wearing a knee length black skirt with a black and pink top. Sakura Kinomoto her pin read.

Sakura Kinomoto hurried into a tall building, her head down, embarrassed.

"SAKURA!" a voice called from one of the cubicles on the left.

"Yes, Meilin?" She replied in a whisper

"Late again?" Meilin snickered; her red eyes sparkled with mischief.

"Hai hai, did I miss anything?" Sakura blushed a light crimson

"Nope, just that Ryoko wants to meet you."

"W-What? W-why?" She was scared, her boss wanted to meet her, he never wanted to meet anyone unless either they could give him a promotion or he was about to fire someone.

"I don't know. You better get in there quick. He seems a little angry. He asked for you 10 minutes ago, I told him you were in the washroom." She smirked again.

"Thanks a lot Meilin." She smiled gratefully and hurried off.

I can't possibly get fired, I have no where else to go! What if I do get fired? It's all that alarm clocks fault, I tell you! O my god, O my god, O my god! What am I going to do? ..Hmm, I still have to go grocery shopping. Ack! This is not the time to think of groceries, what am I GOING TO DO!!! OK, CALM down Sakura. 1, 2, 3, breathe. Yes, now go into the room.

"Y-you wanted to see me, sir?"

The man sitting at the very large and fancy table looked up as he heard her voice. He had dark brown hair, and very blue eyes. He had a stocky build; he almost looked the type to rob you in the dark. Sakura assumed it was the suit that helped him look a bit more decent.

"Yes, yes I did" He replied gravely. A little too grave for Sakura's taste. She looked down and gulped.

Uzii: Not that great, not that bad either. It will get much better. So stick around. O and of course, if you want me to update faster r&r ) It keeps me motivated D