A/N: Save me rewrite chapter 1 is here! Yeay!
Okay, so. The plot stays the same. But this will take place in the modern life style. No ninjas or chakra or any of that shit. Just normal human beings. Anyways, on with the story. Hope you guys like!
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Haruno Sakura groaned as she pushed the snooze button of her alarm clock. Rubbing her eyes, she glanced at the bright red digits glaring the time at her.
07:02
She sighed heavily. Mondays were never fun. Waking up early enough for a shower and breakfast to start the day. And it just so happens to be the first day of a new school year.
Great, I'm pshyced.
Sakura kicked her comforter lazily off the bed. If she wanted to be on time for school she had to start with dragging herself out of bed. And the pinkette was never a morning person to begin with. She rather liked her sleep. So muh infact, that she would happily skip the first day of school just to sleep in. It was bad enough working on weekends as a waitress. But alas, if she wanted cash she had to work for it.
With her mom being a single parent and working 3 jobs just so they could live comfortably enough and all. She sighed for the second time that morning.
07:15. I ought to get my ass up and out of bed before I miss out on breakfast.
The pinkette got up and lightly padded down the hall on the cold wooden floor to the bathroom. Glancing at her reflexion in the mirror, she scowled at the girl glaring back at her.
She had a bad case of bed head and that meant bad hair day. Great. The perfect way to start her day and she was so not in the mood.
Sakura quickly shed her clothes and got into the shower. Turning on the warm water, she sighed with relief as she felt the water wash away her sleepiness. Goosebumps trickled all over her creamy skin as the warm droplets covered her naked body and she relished the feeling.
If she could, Sakura would gladly stay in the shower the whole day. But she hated pruny fingers and toes. So the pinkette made quick work in washing her hair with her favourite vanilla scented shampoo and conditioner before scrubbing her body with cherry scented shower gel until she was satisfied.
Turning off the water, she grabbed her favourite fluffy pink towel from the towel ring to dry herself. Thank god she had chosen an outfit the previous day.
Quickly pulling on her beloved blue donald duck panties and a mismatching white bra, the pinkette slipped on black skinny jeans and a form fitting black Levi t-shirt. The hem of her top riding up slightly to expose a thin strip skin.
Hopping on one foot out of the bathroom as she slipped on her pencil black pumps, Sakura jogged into her room to grab her book bag before making her way down stairs.
"Morning mom. What's for breakfast?"
"Morning sweetie. Unfortunatly a cereal bar. You're late for school, missy."
"Wait, what?!" Sakura glanced up at the clock on the wall. Had she showered that long? Her hair was still dripping wet!
07:56
Okay. So she had 4 minutes before the warning bell signaled the start of school. No time for strolling down the street in a somewhat relaxing pace if she wanted to enter the school premesis without signing a detention form at the gate for being late. So, sprinting it is.
Sakura hastily tied her mid length pink locks into a messy bun before grabbing her book bag and sprinting out the door and down the street, shouting an apology at her mom for not saying goodbye first.
After tripping over her own two feet, kicking a pump off her foot in her haste and a scrape to the elbow from colliding into a brick wall on a corner, Sakura stumbled into the school yard seconds before the warning bell went off.
Taking no notice to the looks she got from students most probably thinking her to be ridiculous, Sakura made a poor attempt in acting as if nothing was wrong and stumbled her way into the school building out of breath to her locker. Hastily unlocking it, she fished out the needed books for the day seeing as they got their class sceduals at the end of last year before vacation.
Checking her appearance in the small mirror that was hanging on the inside of her locker door, she sighed in relief. At least she didn't look like a hobo. But the thin coat of sweat on her skin from her sprint was obvious. So she sprayed hastily her vanilla scented deoderant under her arm pits and on her chest.
Slamming her locker door shut, she speed walked to her register class. Stepping into the class room just in time before her register teacher shut the door.
"Ah, miss Haruno. So nice of you to join us. I believe you have a plausible excuse as to why you're late?"
Sakura swallowed before she shook her head.
"Well, seeing as you're not the only one to be late on the first day of school, I won't give you detention. But don't take it as an invitation to be late again."
The pinkette smiled brightly at that before nodding. "Of course, mr. Hatake. I promise it won't happen again."
Kakashi Hatake. Her register teacher. Of course he was her Litriture teacher as well, but she couldn't care less about that seeing as she had the option of that or history. And let's be honest; Sakura sucked at history. Nothing could be more boring than learning about the why's and when's of world wars that no one really cared about.
And of course, the fact that Haruno Sakura's high school crush was no ther than mister Hatake himself. But no one knew that. And she wouldn't just openly admit it either. She had no idea as to why she liked the gravity defying, gray haired, mark wearing, 20-something, Lit. teacher.
Maybe 'cause he was lean and sexy, or maybe it was his smoking hot tight ass. Not that she was oggling his ass. No, no. Not at all.
It defenitly wasn't his tardiness, or I'm-reading-porn-in-public-and-don't-give-a-shit attitude.
She always had a thing for broody, mysterious, older men. And that, she wouldn't openly admit even if her life depended on it. People might think her weird now. Ha! Just wait till they knew that.
Sakura quickly slipped into the seat next to her long time best friend. The blonde beauty of Konoha High, Yamanaka Ino. The queen of all gossip and of course, centre of attention of every human being in the student body with a penis. Even some girls, if you will. Behind them sat Hyuga Hinata and Ten-Ten. Ten-Ten being the loud, tomboy of the group and of course, Hinata the shy, quiet and stuttering one.
"Hey guys." Sakura greeted the trio as she slumped in her seat, exhausted after her sprint to school.
"Woah. Look who finally joined. Good morning to you too forehead. Mind sharing as to why you're late?"
Sakura waved the blonde off. Rolling her eyes, she heared Hinata's quiet greeting and chose to ignore Ten-Ten's grin. The brunette's perverted mind was most probably starting to form inappropriate questions, but Sakura shut her up with a look that promised death if she voiced her thoughts.
The class turned forward to look at mr. Hatake as the second bell rang, signalling for school to start. After quieting down, Kakashi moved to sit behind his desk to sit.
"Okay. So, welcome back everyone. You're juniors now, so I suggest you start acting your age and stop acting like 6 year olds," at that Kakashi gave a few students pointing looks, one of them the world wide known number one knuckle head of Konoha High, Uzumaki Naruto. The aforementioned blonde only grinned innocently at Kakashi. "I'm glad to know each and every one of you are still here in one piece. First period will shortly begin, so you're allowed to talk quietly among yourselfs until the bell rings. So, enjoy the first day of school and stay out of trouble."
Sakura groaned as Kakashi gave them his signiture eye crinkle and not long after, the word 'quiet' wass soon forgotten by the students. Sakura already felt a headache in the back of her head and vursed the person that created Monday.
And to think her day had only started.
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The bell signaled the end of school with its ear piercing chime.
Sakura couldn't pack up her books faster. She wanted to go home, slip her aching feet into her fluffy blue bunny slippers and laze in front of the television eating junk food to her hearts content.
"I want an essay of roughly 2000 words on my desk tomorrow morning at 8am sharp. The topic will be of your own choice. Enjoy the rest of your day. Dismissed."
The pinkette groaned. Scratch that. No more lazing for the rest of the day.
Mr. Hatake sure knew how to keep his Lit. students jolly. But fine, if he wanted a 2000 word essay about a topic of one's own choice, Sakura would love to write about what exactly she thought of homework. The topic would be proudly named Fuck you Homework.
Sakura met up with the girls outside the school gate. Each saying their goodbyes via hugs and a promise to see each other the following day, Sakura kept her pace slow as she walked back home. It was only 16:34 and her mom wouldn't ne home at about 8pm. She always worked later than usual on Mondays.
Sakura blinked as she heard a car honk at her from behind. Thinking she was in its way, the pinkette quickly stepped on the side walk, not even bothering to glance behind her to see who it was but the car never drove past. Its honker sounded again and Sakura spinned around on her heal to tell off the annoying driver only to find mr. Hatake giving her a lazy two finger salute with his signiture eye crinckle.
Staring at her Lit. teacher with a surprised expression, Kakashi took it upon himself to inform his silly student that she had just walked passed her house.
Her mouth formed in an "oh" before she shook her head glaring at her gray haired teacher. "Wait! How the hell do you know where I live? Are you following me, you perverted old man?!"
Kakashi blinked before giving the pinkette a deadpan look. "Are you fucking kidding me?"
Ohkaaay. Sakura had never in her life imagined Kakashi using such language, in front of one of his students no less.
"If you haven't noticed in the past 3 years, miss Haruno, that I am indeed your next door neighbour, then I'm afraid you have officially made me view you as one of the most idiotic people alive. And that's still putting it lightly."
Sakura blinked stupidly at her gray haired teacher.
"Which brings me to inform your dense little mind that I am not following you, I am simply helping you remeber where you live since you had forgotten your own address. Also, I'm not old. I'm only 30."
Well, so much for that 20-something. He certainly didn't look 30.
"O-oh. My appologies, sir. I guess I got... distracted." Sakura muttered, pink dusting her cheeks from embarrassment.
Kakashi sighed before nodding his head. "Pay more attention next time. Don't forget about that essay you owe me tomorrow." And with that, he made a 'U' turn in the narrow street before driving back to his house.
Sakura growled. The least he could've done was offer her a ride back since he lived next door. And he called her stupid! How dare he! Oh, forget about Fuck you Homework. She was going to make her essay's title Fuck you Hatake.
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A/N: Okay! Hope you guys enjoyed. Sorry for any spelling errors and stuff. But that aside, what do you think? Good, bad, could've done better? Please note that this was typed on my phone. But anyways. Thanks for reading. Please R&R!
Much love
Robyn