A/N: WOOT! WOOT! I officially reached 50 comments thanks to you guys! I'm so sorry for not updating in a while but I been really busy with work. I actually do commisions (I'm an artist) and three of my friends had birthdays so I made them pictures along with there presents. Also I'm creating a tumblr blog for this story which will have pictures of Sakura and everyone, it will also have a questions section where you can ask Sakura and the Akatsuki questions. The blog is sakuraspenpals on tumblr, nothing is posted yet but I hope to get some stuff up soon. Also as it was pointed out in a review my sentences could be sepperated better so it isn't so hard to read. However, I start a new paragraph for each new speaker, sepperating it and everything but fanfiction edits it so it isn't there anymore. If anyone knows how to fix/stop fanfiction from doing this could you please tell me? Thanks, anyway here's the chapter.
Beep, beep!
Urg! Why does that damn thing hate me so much!
'It's an alarm clock, I don't think it's physically capable of hate.'
Yeah, well I hate it! For once I want to wake up on my own with out that stupid thing screaming!
'You seem crankier then usual?'
NO SHIT SHERLOCKE!
'You want to take that anger out on someone who deserves it? Like Karin and her gang of sluts?'
...Yes, very much.
'Okay, then.' I got out of bed and forced myself to walk over to my closet. Opening the doors I looked at my new wardrobe, and grabbing the pink camisole, a pair of black jeans, and a white windbreaker. (A/N: Pictures on tumblr.) I took a shower and got ready to go. Finally ready, I grabbed my book bag, slipped on my baby pink converse, and headed to my car. (A/N: Hell yeah! I love my converse :D) I hopped into the car a bit over joyously and turned on the radio. After scrolling through stations I found my song, Boston by Augustana. (A/N: Go and listen if you haven't heard it, because it's a beautiful, but sad. Beautiful+Sad+Music=Pure perfection.)
YOU DON'T KNOW ME, YOU DON'T EVEN CARE! Inner was practically screaming the lyrics, and I had an urge to actually do the same. Then I realized inner is in my mind and if I do it people could actually hear it. As the song came to an end I pulled into the school parking lot, grabbed my book bag, and stepped out.
Great, they're already staring.
'Yeah. You know I really want to just flip them off and walk away.'
OMG YES! DO IT!
'No, I'm not that dumb. Plus if you actually look, they are staring at the clothes and hair, not trying to stare us to death.'
So...We're hot?
'WE WERE ALWAYS HOT!'
Then why did you cut our hair?
'Because I felt like it!'
Well I fell like killing some bitches, ditching, and finding Taylor Lautner but you don't see me actually doing that, do ya?
'Um... by Taylor Lautner, do you mean Taylor Lautner or Hidan?'
Taylor Lautner. He seems nicer.
'I have no problem with that then.'
Damn right you don't.
'So...Kill some bitches?'
Hell yeah!
'No, maybe just punch a few.'
What if they die from the punch?
'That's unlikely.'
Contract a disease?
'What the hell is wrong with you?'
Ask yourself that.
'...I just did.'
Exactly.
'You aren't even making sense, now.'
Says the person talking to herself.
'Says the person replying.'
Inner was quiet for a while as I walked towards the school's entrance, then she broke the silence.
...Hey quick question?
'Shoot.'
Well, if we do get in a fight...What if we lose?
'We won't. We're strong and can hold our own well. Anyway, it isn't like there's a gang here like the Akatsuki.'
Yeah, but what does how hot the Akatsuki is have to do with fighting?
'You missed the point entirely.'
Oh.
Sighing I opened the door to the main hallway and stepped inside. The loud obnoxious yells died down and were replaced by looks of confusion and inaudible whispers. Knowing that they couldn't possibly be praises I raised my head and walked on, smiling. I couldn't help it, yeah I was the "school slut" according to them, but the looks I was getting due to my new look made me smile. Not only that though, the looks I got when they saw me smiling, they felt great even though they shouldn't have. I am an outcast. I hate them all. I hate my friends that betrayed me. I hate the bitches that think they're better than me. So why the hell does this feel so fucking good? Why am I so happy? Why am I...
"Hey bitch wipe that retarded grin off your face or I'll do it for you." Yeah, Karin's a bitch. (A/N: I dreaded typing this because I absolutely hate it when people use the words retarded, gay, or faggot to mean something they find "stupid" or don't like.)
Oh no she fucking didn't. Without thinking words started coming out of my mouth,
"Was that a threat 'cause I've seen freakin' care bears say worse."
Care Bears?
'Not Now Inner!'
"What did you just say to me, slut!" The argument started to skyrocket from here on.
"You heard me. Oh and if I was you I'd avoid wearing that much white, 'cause sweeting you look like a bloody tampon." A crowd started to form but by now I didn't give a shit. As for the bloody tampon thing, well it was true. Karin had on white skinny jeans, a LOW cut white tee, and a white blazer. See I actually like red hair but man, that bitch wouldn't know pretty if it bit her in the ass.
"A bloody tampon? Oh, I'm glad to see you finally hit puberty, but you might want to lay off the kid jokes."
"I'm glad to see you finally distiguished the difference from kid jokes and being a whorey bitch."
"A whore? Sorry I don't do that stuff, but I see you cut your hair. Are they making you do that at your strip club now, Sakura?"
"Yeah, haven't you heard? Some people actually want to look good."
"Oh, wel.." I cut the bitch off,
"In MORE places then one." Yeah, I went there.
Bitch deserved it.
'Hell yeah she did.'
"Are you saying I sleep around?!"
"Oh, honey, you do more than just sleep."
BURN! Bitch just got burned so bad Chuck Norris was like, "damn, that was hot!"
'Bitch just got burned so bad Hell sent us a letter asking why it's so hot.'
Bitch got burned so bad the burns made her so irrecognisable that she doesn't look half bad anymore.
'You're saying she looked only half bad in the first place.'
Oooh she just got mind burned!
'Fuck yeah! We need to created a secret handshake no one knows about.'
No.
One: I don't have hands for you to shake.
Two: No one could know about it because who the Fuck Are You Going To Tell, That You Have A Fucking Secret Handshake With Someone In Your Mind, To!
Three: Where The Hell Are The Teachers?! You'd Think They'd Investigate Why Everyone Is Gathered In This Hall, RIGHT!?
'You're always talking about doing someone against the rules or illegal, but when we're in trouble you suddenly become against everything and find the negitive side to it don't you?'
Yeah, what's your point?
'Nevermind.'
Hey look at the bright side, we still haven't gotten in a physical fight.
'Great.'
A/N: OMG! I planned on posting this forever ago but I switched internet providers and so I didn't pay for a months internet when I only had 5 days until my new one was going to be installed/setup. Therefore I've been without internet for a couple days. Now I got my new internet and I post for you guys chapter six...finally. -Don't forget the poll, if you haven't already, vote for the pairing you want. -Sakura still has half a year of highschool before summer vacation and finally college. I plan on taking having her communicate with Akatsuki over the blog alot and have her meet them in person during weekends (sometimes not always.) Also I want to take this story slowly and let relationships progress because Sakura is not a "school slut" and there will be some fluff over the course of these chapters but not until Summer vacation will anything real happen. Even then you don't know what I mean by real (Not to real though, remember this fic is rated teen... Although I might create a sequel when this ones done that's less teen and more mature if anyone wants to see it go further.) -I plan on this fic being long, and I mean looooonnnng so you better be in for the ride. -Finally Read and Review!