I stared at him in silence. He stood there with his hands in his pockets, letting the door close behind him with a slam, never taking his eyes off me in the mess of hair on the floor.

"New?"

I looked at him, nodding hesitantly. Flinching back as he took a step forward towards me.

He stopped. "Hn, I'm not going to hurt you."

"How should I know?" I spat, feeling tears coming to my eyes. "You might do just as bad or worse than her, even if I do ask a simple question!"

He smirked "Hn, so annoying."

Shakily, I rose to my feet. My gaze locked on the raven haired boy, narrowing my eyes on him.

How was I annoying?

I gathered my bag, which was tossed across the greenhouse under a table full of roses.

"Here," a rose appeared in my view , placing it between my fingers, being careful of it's thorns. "My name's Sasuke Uchiha, I'll see you around, Pinky"

He turned to leave and began walking "It's Sakura."

"Hn" was all he said and he was gone.

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Time seemed like an eternity, but I found myself home hours later from being stuck in the greenhouse. I would find my way to class tomorrow, help or not.

I opened the front door and stepped inside, trying to be quiet as possible to not allow my presence to be known to my mother, who was in the kitchen.

"Welcome home, Sakura dear. How was your first day?" Her voice came, as I was half way to my room.

I tensed, "I-it was fine..I've had better.."

"Sakura! What happened to your hair?" She screamed, she was in the door way of the kitchen.

"Oh this? I uh.. I accidently got caught up in something and they told me the only way to get free from it was to cut it..." I lied.

"Did they have to cut it all? Your hair was so beautiful long.. Now it's all shaggy and uneven"

I sighed, "I know, Mom."

She smiled, "I know, come with me to the bathroom. I'll fix it up."

In less than an hour, she put down her scissors.

My mom placed a hand on my shoulder and turned me to the mirror."See? Perfect!"

I eyed my self in the mirror with awe. The shaggy mess was gone and transformed into a cuter spiky kind of cut, but it wasn't too short and not too long. I had to give it to my mom, even though she's not exactly the 'motherly' type because of her job of a all night stripper and exotic dancer, she did alright.

Yes, my mom worked her nights on the hard laps of men. She put her beautiful features to work, to her, it was the only way she could get in the money in after she dropped out of school at fifteen, pregnant with me.

I always wondered who my father was, maybe I got my large forehead from him and the pinky hair. The only similarities between me and my mother were the lightly greened eyes. She had a rich brown from the roots to the tip of her hair and a small forehead unlike myself, but she was beautiful, with or without the heavy makeup.

I hugged her, "Thanks, mom"

"Ah, it was nothing" She smiled, hugging me back.

I always knew, no matter what happened in our lives, we'd always get through it together. We were all we had...

For now.

Gah! Again, i apologize for this short chapter. I had a long drive home and ideas were just spilling outta my head but clearly not enough seeming I didn't write them down as they came! Next Chapter I swear I will sit and make myself work to the bone and write up a decent Chapter in lenght.

But for now, RnR please!

Help me out fanfiction friends! :D

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