Sakura swung up into a sitting position in her bed. She realized that her room was still dark and looked at the alarm clock. It was five o clock. Sakura sighed as she tried to slow down her racing heart beat. She used her left arm to wipe away the sweat on her forehead and gasped when she felt the risen flesh. She brought her arm down and examined it. A line of risen white flesh stretched across her arm. Sakura rolled her stem green eyes at her own stupidity. Every time she awoke and realized that scar was there she would be surprised as if she didn't know it was there the day before. Sakura jumped out of her bed and walked over to her closet. She opened one of the sliding doors and pulled her plain white T-shirt off.

Sakura quickly put on a black T-shirt and baggy black training shorts. She pulled her shoulder length pink hair into a ponytail and grabbed a head band from a shelf in her closet. She pulled her bangs back and grabbed her I pod before opening her window and jumping out.

Sakura was fifteen and lived in a small apartment on the second floor. She didn't have parents because they died when she was five. She had grown up in an orphanage until she turned fourteen and was finally allowed to move out on her own. Sakura had always hated the orphanage. It was like a constant reminder that she had absolutely no one. Sakura smiled to herself as she began to jog at a seven m.p.m (minute per mile) pace. She never needed anyone anyway.

Sakura always thought that independence was important. She had a shitty job at some coffee shop and she was underpaid but Sakura Haruno lived on her own at fifteen and paid her bills. The only thing she didn't pay for was tuition and that's only because the government is forcing her to go to some rich school that they pay for. The rule was that if Sakura attended this school she would be allowed to live on her own and so Sakura obliged non to happy however.

Sakura had been running for thirty minutes when she decided to turn around. She would take her usual route back home which would take up another forty minutes. Sakura smiled. She loved to run. In fact she loved to do anything that was challenging but running was one of her favorite hobbies. Once she got into the zone and drowned in her music she would just feel so relaxed. It was amazing and exhilarating. She was actually enjoying herself while listening to "Calm before the storm" by the Fall Out Boys when her dream came back to her.

Sakura gritted her teeth and turned her music up as high as she could play it. She took a sharp turn through a dark alley and realized she couldn't drown out the nightmare this time. That same dream it just wouldn't stop coming back. Sakura shook her head fiercely. It was a lie.

"Lie!" She whispered harshly to herself and broke into a fast sprint. As she began to run out of breathe the thoughts of the nightmare disappeared. She was panting heavily and her body was covered in sweat. Her legs began to feel numb after sprinting for fifteen minutes, but she wouldn't stop. She couldn't. If she did it would all catch up and her life already sucked enough. Sakura squeezed her eyes shut and tried to relax she took a deep breathe and opened her eyes. She realized she was home and stopped. She walked slowly to a tree a few feet away from her window. She easily maneuvered her way up the tree and jumped from one of the branches to her window. She climbed in and shut the window behind her.

Now it was 6:15 and the sun was up. Sakura could easily make out the surroundings in her room. She could see her unmade bed. The light pink sheets were messy and drenched in sweat from her earlier nightmare. She would have to clean them today. Her floor was made of wood and the only thing taking up space besides her bed was a small three drawer wooden dresser. She knew that she had a gun and a pocket knife hidden under her panties in the top drawer and gritted her teeth as the dream attempted to come back. She threw her I pod on the bed and walked through a doorway that leads to her bathroom. Unfortunately the dresser was on the same wall as the doorway and Sakura visibly flinched as she passed it.

She was in her bathroom now, though. The only thing better then running was taking a nice hot shower. Sakura turned the facet knob as far to the right as possible making sure the water would be scolding hot; just the way she liked it. Sakura pulled her running shirt off and let it fall to the floor. She moved her hands to the back to unclip her bra and let that fall to the floor. She pulled off her training shorts and light pink panties exposing herself to the full body mirror in front of her. She observed herself.

Sakura was never one for looks. She was very pretty but she didn't really notice or care for the matter. She focused on running and training so much because it relieved her from reality if only for a short time just like hot showers did. She never took note that all the training and sweating actually gave her a very gorgeous body.

Sakura frowned at the thought as she inspected her perfect legs in the mirror. She knew that if anyone at her high school saw her body she would be the most popular girl in school. She would hate it. She wouldn't hate being the most popular girl in school she didn't care for her status either way but she would hate the fake admiration and friendship and heaven forbid love. She would go even more insane then she already was.

Sakura snorted in disgust and left the mirror and walked into her shower. She pulled the almost see-through shower curtain to cover herself. She let the water hit her body and it stung horribly at first. It was like little pellets hitting her skin and leaving behind red marks. She turned around to get her hair wet and arched her back in pain. Within a few seconds maybe even a minute she had adapted to the stinging hot water and was rubbing shampoo and conditioner through her shoulder length pink locks. She washed herself and for ten minutes just stood letting the hot water take her away into a blissful state. She soon remembered the time however and knew it wouldn't be punctual to be late for her first day of sophomore year at Konoha Firestone Academy. It was the same school she attended last year and she laughed knowing no one would realize she was gone accept for the teachers role call book.

Sakura moved the curtain once more and stepped out of her shower. She grabbed a towel and dried herself off. She walked over to the mirror to inspect her body once more and smirked when she saw that her usual creamy skin was a rosy red color now. She walked over to her sink and brushed her teeth quickly. She washed her face even faster after having seen the time. She decided to let her hair air dry since it did so quickly and walked back into her room.

Sakura walked hastily over to the closet and put on her bra and panties. She picked out a blood red shirt that had Korn written on it in black letters and a black jacket. She was aware that it was the middle of August but she couldn't let people see her scar. They might ask questions and the truth was she didn't have answers. She tried not to dwell on that thought afraid her nightmare would return so instead she pulled on her baggy black jeans and slipped her feet into her black boots. She grabbed her I pod off her bed and her back pack from out of her closet. She checked the clock again and realized it was already seven. She had fifteen minutes to get to school. She used her door this time and walked down the stairs in a slight rush. She grabbed her bike off of the bike rack, jumped on, and with that was off to school while listening to Somebody, Someone by Korn.