10 years ago

"Sakura! Sakura! Oh my goodness I'm so glad your here! This morning I went to the Coffee Shot and there were these nice guys and they all seemed really cool but then one drooled on himself it was super funny he blushed and apologized but we were all laughing really hard but I accepted his apology then I got over hear and then and then. . ."

Sakura watched as Gabriela ran up to her with a piece of toast still in her mouth. How many times had she seen this picture? Almost every day since they started high school together. She was just so bright and cheerful that it didn't matter if she would fall asleep in class, or if she came to school in shorts and not the mandatory uniform. Nobody could really get mad at Gabriela, but if it was anyone else eating outside food on campus, they would be sent to the principal's office quicker than you could say 'funny flying fish'.

"Gabriela, the bell is going to ring soon."

"Oh ya! I almost forgot about school! Let's go!" Gabriela grabbed Sakura like she was walking her down the isle and skipped into the courtyard. The only good thing, in Sakura's eyes, about going to an all girls private school was that it didn't really matter how you looked, if you were friendly, you made friends. So every morning always started the same.

"Good morning Gabby!"

"Hi Gabby!"

"How are you today Mrs. Sakura?"

"Hey Sakura!"

"Gabby did you forget to eat again?"

All the girls knew them. And they knew all the girls. Like one big family. Every morning was a big party. That is, until the bell rang.

"Ack! I gotta get to Geometry!"

"See ya in P.E."

"I hate going to Spanish."

And before Sakura and Gabriela knew it, the courtyard was empty.

"Oppsie! I guess it's time for Social Studies!"

And with a quick laugh from both friends, they ran as fast as they could to Mr. Simon's class.

Noon

"Hey Sakura, what would you do if I, ran away?"

Sakura looked up from her lunch to pier into her best friend's eyes. At the moment they were gazing outside from the third floor into utter nothingness.

"I would be . . . mixed" Gabriela's gaze moved from the falling leaves to her best friend.

"Mixed," She laughed, "That's so like you, be a little more specific silly! What do you mean 'mixed'?"

"Well. . . I'd be sad, you're my best, no, only friend."

"That's not true you have a bunch of friend-"

"Then I would be angry,"

"Why?" Sakura shrugged.

"It's just so much like you, you say how much you love me, but I would place money you would leave at three in the morning when your mother is completely drunk and wouldn't remember you leavening, and not tell me until you were in a different country. Then after that I would be . . . scared for you."

"For me? Aw Sakura! I love you-"

"No, I would be scared for you when your mother sobers up and finds you gone. She's crazy and you and I know it, so who's to say she won't do something drastic to get you to come back."

Gabriela twirled her fork in her cold pasta, thinking. Sakura had a point, craziness ran in the family and knowing what she was going to do from one moment to the next is almost impossible.

"But, after all of that, I would be happy for you."

Gabriela stopped her fork from twirling as her eyes went wide as Sakura looked her dead in the face.

"Your dad is out there, I can feel it. Just like my dad is, but the difference between our situations is that you have the drive. If you really wanted to find him, you will. It doesn't matter what your bitch of a mother says."

All Gabriela could do for the longest time was sit there in awe of her friend. Unknowingly or not, Sakura just gave her her best wishes. But before she knew it her feet were jumping, her eyes were crying, and her arms were swinging around Sakura's neck.

"Thank you! I love you so much! You're the best friend anyone in the entire world could have!" Even though Sakura hated being touched, she hugged her friend back. She knew it would happen sooner or later. She would be left behind as her best friend went off to be bright and joyful, without a single care in the world.

"But, can you do me a favor?"

"Anything!"

"Can you not do it until graduation? I want at least a few years before I have to bid you goodbye."

Gabriela sighed. She understood where Sakura was coming from; people leaving never got easier, and they both knew it far too well.

"Alright, but as soon as I get that diploma I'm out the door!"

"Fair enough."

And for the rest of lunch they laughed and talked about the upcoming math test that Gabriela was sure to flunk.

After school

"Bye Sakura!"

"Bye bye, hey, mom said she wants you to come by tomorrow to help her in the kitchen."

"Of course, as long as she makes me pasta!"

The two girls laughed as they said their goodbyes as they turned different ways. Gabriela loved Sakura and her mother, Yang; she had always been so sweet to her. She treated her like her own daughter and not some clean up service.

Unlike her mother.

"Well welcome home! You're late! Where were you?"

Gabriela opened the door to find her mother only a few feet form the door. She had been waiting for her with a brown paper bag in one hand and a knife in the other. She sighed as she dropped her book bag in the corner.

"Don't you DARE ignore me you good for nothing szuka!" Elizabeth screamed in a slurred Hungarian.

"I was talking with Sakura, we decided to walk by the park today"

"LIAR! You went to go flirt with some sleazy men huh! You are a disgusting, dirty, icky, icky girl!" Elizabeth charged at Gabriela with he knife staring her strait in the face. Gabriela was used to this (she had the scars to prove it) so she knew that her mother would land on her weak foot, making her easier to trip. She also knew that he moment she knew she was falling she would throw the knife, luckily, she had become a very good catch.

"Utállak! You made my life a living hell!" Gabriela's mother slurred before she started to cry like a toddler throwing a tantrum. Gabriela crouched over her mother as she took the bottle and put on the other side of the dirty brown carpet.

"What happened mama?" Gabriela asked as she picked up her tiny mother and placed her on the couch like a delicate, glass, doll. But she knew that she had the face of a doll, but the power of a bull.

"It's Benjamin! He stood me up today then texted me to tell me he wanted to break up with me! He said I was 'dirty' and that I "wasn't worth his valuable time," Dam I HATE Australians!"

"Mama, he's AUSTRIAN not Australian." She sighed.

"Whatever! Doesn't matter! I hate him!" Elizabeth fell onto her daughters lap and buried her face into her legs as she started to cry again. Gabriela sighed as she patted her mothers back as a comfort. 'This isn't right,' Gabriela thought, 'I thought mothers were the one that comforted their daughters when they had a bad break up, not the other way around.'

"Oh Gabby, see, you know how to make me feel good. I love you. I love you soooo much!"

But Gabriela knew this was a lie. By tomorrow this cycle of love and hate would start again. And it will continue to go until she got out of this town. She knew her only choice was to go to Rome and find her father.

'Just three more years." That was her only comfort, in three years time, she would be able to get the hell out of this disgusting box that barely counted as a house. To get away from her repulsive mother, and to her loving father.

"Okay mom. . ."

O.O done! I hope you enjoy meeting MY version of Hungary. Anyway if you find any mistakes please tell me! I hope you enjoy! Now if you excuse me, I'm gunna go sleep on the floor (it's closer than the bed).

. . . hee hee. . . I made Japan say bitch X)