Hope you liked chapter 1! Yeah to all those sasuke fans, sasuke DOES come in this chapter. I know this chapter is short, I'm sorry about this. I'll try to make Chapter 3 longer

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, as sad as it is [

CHAPTER TWO

Sakura woke up slowly. She had enough time. After all, it was Saturday…right? She plopped back down on her soft mattress and blocked all the sunlight from her eyes. She had enough time…just enough-

"SAKURA?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, SLEEPING THIS LATE?!" her mother called angrily. Yes, it was true her mother was sweet and innocent. But when it came to morning rush hours…

Sakura groggily replied, "Its frickin' Saturday, Mom, chill out…". She turned her head and glanced at the radio clock. It showed 7:45. "It's like, only 7:45. Are you torturing me here?" she demanded.

Mrs. Haruno glared at her. "It's Friday, See, get your ass to the bathroom NOW!"

Sakura's eyes inflated to a perfect round shape. What?! She scrambled out of bed and dragged herself to the bathroom at top speed. As she washed her face, she muttered "Fuck". This was NOT her day, as she had promised. She grabbed whatever she could find and pulled it on. She grabbed her backpack and raced to the front door. Hopefully, school would change the horrible morning she had.

Yeah right.

"Eww…Sakura, what the hell are you wearing?" Ino had managed to say. When she saw her best friend emerge from the family Mercedes, she could only stare. Obviously, she spent no time picking out her outfit.

Sakura looked down and gasped. She wore the same clothes she wore yesterday, with the yogurt stain. She was on the verge of tears.

"Ino…this is not my day"

"I can tell…" she muttered.

"Whatevs" she muttered in reply as she walked up the steps to hell. This was not a good day, and it was about to get worse.

"Sakura Haruno, your essay, please?" Mr. Orochimaru asked her. Sakura had not done her homework last night. As she had thought, this was not a good day.

"Erm…I er…don't…have it?" Serena managed to squeak out. The class gasped. Mr. Orochimaru was someone you shouldn't mess with. It wasn't worth the risk.

"I see…" the teacher smirked. He collected the rest of the essays quickly, then boomeranged back to Sakura. "Tell me, what happened this time? Late night shopping? Four hour phone calls? Maybe some…partying?"

"Not to mention 3 o'clock sex!" someone shouted out. The class laughed. Mr. Orochimaru's eyebrows crinkled.

"Shut the fuck up" he snapped. The class gasped. When he started to swear, you had definitely gone over the limit. The student sunk in his chair. The bell rang.

"Class dismissed. Now Sakura…" he smirked. Ino was waiting for Sakura out in the hallway, but Mr. Orochimaru dismissed her. "Miss Ino, your friend will catch up to you soon." Footsteps click-clacked away. "Now, Miss Haruno. Tell me, why this assignment? Is it too boring? Or, not gossip material?" Sakura fought back a laugh. Unfortunately, Mr. Orochimaru had no idea what he was saying. Mr. Orochimaru just smirked. "We will continue tomorrow." He walked away.

Sakura grabbed her books and walked out of the classroom. The hallways were empty once again. She went to her locker, grabbed her purse, and walked out the front doors. She was definitely not going to eat in the cafeteria. She was done with embarrassment for now. She walked over to the nearby Starbucks and sat down at a small table. The waitress, who happened to be her cousin, walked up to her.

"Sakura? Why are you here?" her cousin, Kurenai, asked. Sakura just shook her head.

"Just a bad day, Ku" she murmured. She ordered a large coffee and a blueberry muffin. But when she got her order, she left the blueberry behind. Clutching her coffee, she flagged a taxi, climbed in, and gave her home address. The driver smirked.

"Love, why home now? Don't you have…school?" he asked, strangely interested. Sakura raised an eyebrow.

"Just drive" she snapped. She had no intention of talking to anyone. But, this guy WAS pretty hot. He had raven-black hair with bangs that fell over his black, sparkling eyes, a tall frame with abs peeking out of his shirt, clearly stating he worked out. He wasn't that old either, around 17 or 18. He smirked again, revealing cute dimples. She blushed.

"An impatient one, aren't you?" He smiled again. Taking his right hand off the wheel, he placed it on her knee. She felt strange. Should she have sat in the back?

"Don't worry" he murmured as he looked at her. She blushed. Oh god, this is NOT good. When they reached her house, she quickly jumped out of the car. "Thanks" she said, paying him $40, even though it was only worth $20. She walked up the steps of the mansion, and let herself in. She definitely needed to take a bath. As she closed the door behind her, the driver wrote down the number of her house and the street. He grinned. This was going to be fun…

"Aaahh" Sakura sighed as she sunk deeper in the Jacuzzi, her right leg pointing to the ceiling. She loved taking warm, relaxing baths when she was having a bad day. In fact, "Bad Day" was playing through the loudspeakers to match her mood.

Before she could absorb the refreshing feeling, goosebumps popped up on her skin. She had a bad feeling…She climbed out of the Jacuzzi, wrapped a towel around her torso, and walked to her bedroom window. A black Mercedes was parked on her street, right in front of her house. Odd…

"Very odd indeed, don't you think?" a familiar voice spoke out. Sakura gasped. She turned around to face the one person she did not want to see again. He grinned. "Long time no see, hmm?"

Totally.