Summary:
Aw, high school. The years that I'll look back on and consider some of the greatest times of my life.
Hah! Yeah right! Like having to deal with bitchy queen-bees, never ending assignment, sadistic teachers who may or may not be planning to either kill us all or take over the world, having to bail my my crazy-ass "friends" butts from trouble, and seriously gross lunches. Oh, and did I mention that I have some of the hottest guys in school trying to win over my affections?
Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine. if it was then it wouldn't be anywhere near as good as it is.
Konoha High
Chapter One
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
Be-
Slam!
'Stupid alarm clock,' I thought as I threw it across my bedroom. I then threw off my lime green comforter and slid out of bed.
Hi. My name is Sakura Haruno. I'm sixteen years old, am not a morning person, attend Konoha High School, have sparkling emerald green eyes, and long pastel pink hair. Yes, my hair is naturally this color so don't even bother thinking about questioning me about it. Also, if you want to start saying a bunch of bull shit about "There's no way it's natural," or "That's totally impossible," I swear I will break your jaw.
A few stretches and two yawns later I made my way to my closet. After contemplating my options, I put on some black skinny jeans, a hot pink t-shirt with black lettering that read, 'I have a license to kill. Run NOW!' and black converses. Yeah. The shirt basically summed up how I felt this morning.
"Sakura! Hurry up or you'll be late for school!"
"Okay Mom! I'm leaving now," I yelled as I finished running a brush through my hair. Grabbing my green backpack and keys, I ran down the stairs, stole my dad's muffin ("Hi Dad! Bye Dad!" "Sakura!"), opened the door to my cherry red mustang convertible, and drove off to school.
I pulled into the school's parking lot with a sigh.
"Yay. Another new school year," I muttered under my breath.
One of the first things I notices was that the Uchiha brothers just pulled up in their black Aston Martin and their numerous fan girls hadn't noticed yet.
A few words about the Uchihas before I continue.
The oldest is Itachi Uchiha, being in his senior year. He's tall with black as night eyes and hair that he keeps in a low ponytail. He also has these two lines that run down his face. I think that they may be scars, but he refuses to tell me, or anyone else for that matter, if they are or not. Stupid jerk. The guy is a man of few words, believing that actions speak louder than words. Although he's pretty serious most of the time when around most people , he can be pretty relaxed and playful around the people he truly considers his friends and trusts. Like me!
Sasuke, the younger of the two, is in his sophomore year like me and one of my closest friends. Though why he is, I have no freaking idea. Maybe it's because of, you know what never mind. I'll figure it out later. He has the same onyx eyes and raven hair as his brother, only his hair is shorter and the back of it looks like a chicken's ass. He claims it naturally sticks up like that, but I personally thinks he styles it like that and too much of a coward to let go of his damn pride long enough to admit it. He's smart, pretty athletic, takes the word "antisocial" to a whole new level (I honestly think that Naruto and me are the closest and only people that even remotely considers to be his friends), and has this insane need to be the best (or at least better than his brother and Naruto) at everything. And I mean everything.
Okay, so am I forgetting anything? Um…hmm…oh yeah! Both of them are freaking HOT! Almost every girl (and a few guys) at this school are their fan girls. Everyday both of them get attacked by them begging to date/marry/have sex with/be owned by/own them. Seriously.! I'm not kidding. It's kinda funny yet sad to watch to be honest. Which reminds me…
An evil smile spread across my face as a brilliant (evil) plan (scheme) formed in my head.
"Hey, everyone! Look! It's Itachi and Sasuke! Hi Itachi and Sasuke," I screamed.
"OMG!"
"Sasuke!"
"Itachi!"
"Marry me!"
"Let me bear your children!"
"I memorized the Uchiha rules and regulation by heart for you!"
"Let me be your girlfriend!"
"I LOVE you Sasuke-kun!"
"Itachi-sempai you're the greatest!"
"Kya!"
"Marry me! I know every little thing about you!"
Fan girls attacked both Uchihas with their declarations of love, hugs, and kisses all while trying to rip off their clothes as I walked into the school building laughing my ass off.
I am so evil.
As I made my way towards my assigned locker I heard two familiar voices scream at me.
"Forehead!"
"Sakura-chan!"
I turned towards the voices with a brilliant smile and replied happily, "Hey there Ino-pig. Naruto."
Naruto and Ino Namikage are two of my best friends and twins. They both have bright ocean blue eyes, blond hair (although Ino's is more of a platinum blonde and Naruto's is a golden blonde), one serious love for ramen (Ino will never admit to it though), and inhumanly loud voices that never stop running.
That's where the similarities end.
Ino adores the color purple (She's currently wearing a deep purple cashmere sweater with a silver skirt a few inches above the knees and purple pumps), is always up to date with the latest gossip, has a serious passion for fashion, always on at least four diet plans, overly dramatic, and one kick-ass singer.
Naruto seems to have this messed up belief that orange is the best color ever evented (A fact shown by the fact he's wearing a hunter's orange t-shirt, blue jeans, and some orange Nikes), is a well-known prankster, eats like a freaking pig like 99.9% of the time, runs track, plays basketball, soccer, and football, knows some martial arts, and is one awesome chief. Now if only we could get him to cook other things besides ramen more often…
"Have you seen Sasuke-Teme and Bigger Teme yet?"
"Actually-"
"What the hell was that stunt in the parking lot about Haruno," Sasuke interrupted as he finally escaped his fans and made it into the building.
"Whatever do you mean Sasuke-kun," I ask him as innocently as possible.
"God Teme! What happened to you?"
"Yeah, you look horrible," Ino added.
Ino was right. Sasuke was covered with scratches and various shades of lipsticks and lip glosses. His dark blue denim jeans and blue and blacked polo striped hoodie were ripped up. The only thing he was wearing that wasn't ruined was his solid black vans.
"Pinkie here decided to announce my arrival to the whole parking lot. After that All I remember is tons of shrill girly screams and fan girls. Lots and lots of fan girls."
"Nice one Sakura-chan," Naruto screamed as loudly as he could into my left ear as he enveloped me into a bone crushing hug.
"N-N-N-Naruto…C-C-can't br-breathe…"
"Opps! Sorry Sakura-chan!"
"It's fine Naruto," I sighed as he released me.
"Ah, hello? I'm still waiting on an explanation here!"
"Ah hello? I just nearly got suffocated to death here!"
"Do I look like I really care?"
"Well since you asked so nicely and are just so caring and understanding, you're not getting any explanations." Insert sickly sweet smile here.
"You stupid little bi-"
"Hello foolish little brother. Foolish little brother's even more foolish friends," interrupted Itachi looking neat, clean, and unscratched like he wasn't just attacked by rapid fan girls in his black t-shirt with red clouds on it, dark washed jeans, and black Nikes.
"Bigger Teme."
"Hey Itachi."
"Nice to see you again this morning 'Tachi."
"ITACHI! Stop calling me that damn it!"
"Now Sasu-chan, that is no way to speak to your beloved aniki?"
I snickered at that. 'SASU-CHAN.' Really? Oh, I'm going to this entirely too much. Thank you so much Itachi, really.
"Yeah, Sasu-chan. Don't speak to your aniki like that."
"Itachi! SAKURA! I'm going to-"
RING!
RING!
RING!
"Well there's the bell. See you all in class," I yell over my shoulder as I run to class.
Author's notes: First, I know the story idea has been done, but the plot bunny wouldn'y leave me alone until I did this. Second, Sakura will be paired off to someone. My friend and I already have some ideas of who, but feel free to tell us if there's anyone you would really like to see her with. All ideas are welcome. Oh, and make sure to hit that review button before you leave. Kthx! ;)