A/N - A new sneak peak on my new story Senior Year, which is story two, a continuous of Killer.

[Theater voice] In a world where one girl stands against the world. Jk. Let's be serious now.

X

"This is what senior year is about! Parties, drinking, graduating! Nothing can go wrong Ino, nothing! This year it's about me and you baby."

Ino's giggle slipped a grin on my face.

"You're right," Ino admitted, smiling at me excitedly, "this year is going to be absolutly amazing. Just promise we make it out just how we made it in, together."

"Babes, nothing could keep me from your side," I promise, giving her a kiss and squeezing her hand, "now come on, let's do this. It's our time to rule the school."

XxX

"You better watch yourself," Sasuke mumbled to me with a shadow over his features, looking unfamiliar and dark, "you think just because you have Ino, everything is set? You're wrong."

I cocked my head back with a frown, "If that's what you are worried about, it's nothing. Ino turns down every guy."

"Exactly," he answered simply before looking up and seeing something that caused him to straighten up and walk the other direction without a simple bye.

I turned to see Ino walking towards me, she was looking past me to Sasuke. Her face held a deep frown as she continued to focus her gaze one him.

X

"Things aren't the same you know," Naruto mumbled, looking at his phone and scrolling through it, searching for something, "we are all focused on something, that something being college and graduating. It's no more friends and groups, Sakura. Right now, it's about getting out of here."

Frowning, I watched him press a button and put the phone on his face, giving me a stiff nod before walking away.

"Hello?" I heard him ask as I continued to stay there, "Hi, I was wondering if I got the job."

X

"You're friend is wrong," Pein informed me with a shrug, taking a long drag from his cigarette, "everyone isn't about getting out of here. Sure they are preparing, but some are just like you, still looking for a good time."

"I don't know," I admit, shaking my head with a frown, "seems like everyone is getting different, especially-" I stopped myself suddenly, unsure if I should finish the sentence or not.

"Especially you and you're other half?" Pein guessed with a small smile, "I'm sure, it's now about whether you guys are going to separate and do the distant thing, or about staying together no matter what."

Sighing, I stayed silent, wondering how exactly he knew that was the problem with me and my 'other half' right now, "Just know, Pinkerbell, that I'm up for going wherever you are."

I jerked my head up in surprised and stared at him. He only shrugged, a grin on his face, "didn't think I gave up on ya' that easy, did ya?"

X

"It's time you found someone who will treat you right, Ino." Temari mumbled as I stared at her hand, which was holding mine.

I shook my head, my gaze returning to hers, "Sakura does treat me right, Temari."

"She runs away, fights you, tears you apart, breaks you to tears. There's someone out there, Ino, who wouldn't do anything like that," her soft murmur was getting to me. The back of my neck tingled, telling me everything about this was wrong, but I couldn't bring myself to turn away from it all.

"I'm guessing you have a person in mind." I whisper, not believing my ears. I had just said that. Me. The same me who was suppose to be faithful to Sakura.

"Yeah, I do," her soft brown eyes were staring at me intensely now, "but I'm not sure you're ready for that name yet."

What was I doing here, flirting with danger? I needed to get out. Fast.

X

My drink spilled as I stumbled right into someone. Looking up, I try focus on their face as I slur out an apology, "Sawree." Then handing them my drink, I stumble off towards the front door.

I almost tripped off the steps that were right outside the door. Maybe it was because I was doing too many things at once; digging for my car keys and walking. It couldn't be because I was too drunk, I felt like I could take on the world right now.

Dry heaving, I blink hard as I make my way to my car. When I finally found it, even though it was parked right outside the house, I jogged towards it and slammed right against it; I could have sworn it was looked further than it really was. While leaning against the car, I press the button on my keys that causes the doors to unlock and just as I was about to open the door someone snatched the keys from my hand.

"Are you a complete idiot?" a familar voice demanded harshly as they grabbed me by my arm and pulled me back to the party harshly.

I recognized the dark raven colored hair and grimanced, "why ish it that yur alwash hurtin' meh'"

The question seemed to piss him off anymore, "I just saved your fucking life, you call that hurting you?"

X

"Nothing is simple anymore, nothing is easy." Kiba mumbled, sounding wiser than he was, "Senior year might be meant for good times and laughs and tears and memories, but it's also meant to find yourself and your true friends. You start to realize some things about some people that you'd rather not. You start to find out some truths that you wished you hadn't stumbled upon.

Just remember that Senior Year is thee one and only year that shit falls short and every single fantasy you danced and entertained yourself with will slowly start to burn. You lose friends. You gain enemies. You learn some fucked up shit. Then you move on."

But then, he laughed, his old Kiba laugh that was filled with warmth and trust, "But think about it this way. Who ever you make it out with when you finally break free from that hell hole, will most likely be you're friend for life."

XxX

"Senior Year, it's where the magic happens," I mumble our motto with a small snort, "this is where hell rises over."

"It's your own fault," she told me coldly, looking down at my sitting figure with a very deep frown, "you let this happen."

Laughing again, I shake my head, "guess I did... Is this goodbye?"

"Yeah, Sakura. It is."

My heart slowly shredded itself as I allowed myself to fall into darkness.

Looks good right? I tried to make it like a real movie preview. Look forward to it. Named Senior Year.