Sorry if this is a little confusing people.

Disclaimer: VicEveSamAlex does not own Naruto. Masashi Kishimoto-sama does.

Since this story is based on all my friends. This is who they are based on.

Rose: Sasuke Uchiha 7

Rachel: Lunar Runaway Hiri

Neon: Corey.

Shmerin: TheEchantingNinjaPenguin.

Howe: VicEveSamAlex.

Stephine. This really mean girl at school.

Rose's POV

Lockers. The dictionary: Noun. A chest, drawer, compartment, closet, or the like, that may be locked. Example. One at a gymnasium, school, etc. for storage and safekeeping of clothing and valuables. A chest or compartment in which to stow things.

In other words, lockers were a medieval torture device to test students patience, memory, and luck. It was also used to give innocent students detention and could also be used as a weapon. Example, opening a locker on someone's head. The devil's tool. The devil's tool.

I quickly spun the lock and smirked. This time I would get it for sure. No more begging inanimate objects to open or writing the combo on the palm of my hand. I expertly pulled open the locker. Yes! Victo-ow! I glared at the locker. Just as the locker door opened it "accidentally hit me on the shoulder".

Locker 324 was a bottom locker that was next to two empty ones. Thankfully, no one was shoving or dropping books on my head. Then again, there were new transfer students coming from Japan that the school only knew last minute.

As I was sorting through my notes and textbooks, I hear a small sound behind me. Turning around, my heart sank to the bottom. Standing before me was the queen of school. Stephanie had locks of black curly hair that matched her skin. Wearing perfume and clothing of 100 bucks apiece drew eyes in everywhere. She didn't just walk down the hallways. No, she was too high-class for that. She glided across the halls with her chin in the air and one manicured foot before another. The boys described her like an angel from heaven. Rachel and Howe described her as a…well…never mind. Like her clothes, her head was full of pink fluff and nothing else. Of course, the teachers gave her straight A's because she was a "charming young lady with delicate manner". That prep couldn't live without her precious daddy's credit card. One day that girl was going to buy the world and burn it and everyone would be too brainwashed to care.

"Um, excuse me, but I think we don't have an understanding between us." She said in that glossy tone of hers.

I managed a half smile. "Understanding?"

All of a sudden, the charming mask shattered and a harpy of hell appeared. I've only seen that face before on that horror movie called The Ring. I do not want to see it again.

"Yes. A misunderstanding. Yesterday at science, you interrupted my important talk with Ryan! Do you understand who exactly Ryan is? He's like the hottest guy in school! He was almost going to ask me out but you interpreted and asked for a…a…"

My eyebrows twisted themselves in confusion. "…test tube of Lugol solution to compete the science experiment for finding the sugars and star-"

She nodded. "Yeah. Whatever. The point is you just ruined my life! My career is down the drain. Ryan's heart was so close and now I'm a broken girl."

I glanced at the school clock. "I'm very sorry, but I have to go to homeroom soon."

Daggers shot out of her eyes as the fires of hell stung my arms. "Look, you made my life like this. And I'm going to make you wish like you were never born."

She tossed her hand, sent waves of 100 dollered perfume towards me, and glided away. I had no doubt that she was going to make my life miserable…she already has.

HOWE'S POV

I smirked. I hate Sakura. She was a useless shinobi that only thought of her dear Sasuke and disrespected Naruto. Being my one of my favorite characters, Naruto was a hardworking ninja of trust…believe it. Sure, he wasn't a prodigy or a smart person like Shika, but he had his heart in the right place. There is nothing that I admire more than a hard worker that continues on his path even when he is shunned by all and his fate…or destiny. Not to mention her attitude, she was a snob…like Stephanie. I can't stand people who look down on others…that is why I have daydreams of SasGAY and Neji… being blown up by bits. Another reason why I hate Sakura so much: Sasori-sama's death. I highly respected Sasori-sama. Being an artist who had the same views I had, how could I not? SAKURA DESERVES TO DIE IN A FIERY HOLE OF SPARTA!!!!!! SHE'S A #*_$%^(&_^*$%()*#_&*_#()%*)#%.

VicEveSamAlex does or does not support any of Howe's views on Sakura and wishes the audience to not be offended by the strong language or views. Remember, she does not support the death of Sakura….

Okay. Maybe a little.

Okay. Fine…a lot.

So all the above reasons was why Sakura was standing in front of her locker and doing hand seals. Sakura was one of the new transfer students that came. Unfortunately (or luckily), I was there.

"Excuse me? How do you use a …er…locker?"

I had a mean glint in my eyes as dark shadows fell behind me. "Oh? That's easy." My hands weaved the tiger, snake, dog, rat, boar, bird, ram, and about 50 more signs. "Then you open it!"

She looked at me in amazement. "Wait! Do I know you?"

If you did, you would be dead. "Nope! Not at all!"

Funnily enough, it took Sakura 10 minutes to figure out that I was joking. The bad thing: I made an enemy. The good thing: It was hilarious! Totally worth the attempted 16-punch combo…and the her damaged locker…