AN- Most high school stories on fanfiction, in general, annoy the hell out of me. Rarely do I enjoy them, it’s as if they aren’t capturing the right essence in most of them. That is why I am always like ARGH and skip over them…but recently I have had reoccurring dreams about high school in general, and just ideas of funny things I could stick in a story TOGETHER. And wham bam, I got a high school story. Although most of my other stories haven’t been finished, I figured what the hell. Dune is almost done and I might as well.

In this story, many of the things written probably resemble what goes on in my high school or just what I have seen in teenage life. This will be my last year of high school so I figured why not write a high school love story with Gaara and Sakura neh?

Every Step I Take in the Original will definitely be one of my most personal fiction pieces ever written, it’s meant to carry the essence of me and every other kid who knows what high school hell can be like.

Have fun reading! (Edited: 02-16-08)

D a r k a n g e l B

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Disclaimer Notes – God I hope my school doesn’t find out I am writing this because they so would sue for the money… stingy bastards.

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Prologue

The huge bundle of sheets moved, heavy breathing could be heard from the center of them.

Inside the center of fluff, dampness was felt underneath armpits, legs, and hair.

Another breathy sigh and more rustling continued.

Sakura Haruno was having a nightmare; not a Gremlin nightmare, nor a killing spree of some sort, or even a various height issue of jumping from a 50 foot cliff. She was simply dreaming of being alone.

Suddenly she flinched herself awake. Staring up at the ceiling she groaned in exasperation, the dreams had been getting worse lately, the twitching into wakening was bliss. She would rather wake up then continue the nightmares…

She stared dully at the clock beside her bed, it set upon a frilly pink dresser that almost made Sakura want to scream with distaste. In fact, the whole room was pink. Her computer which sat near the doorway of her room must have surely felt as if it didn’t belong with the black color in which it was born.

4:54AM…

The numbers stared at her, and then blinked every few seconds as if chuckling. Instead of the normal red coloring, they were green colored just like every other normal light from a machine in the house.

Staring at the green light which glared down upon her made her feel relaxed and sleepy…slowly her eyes began to drift shut…no wake up…wake up Sakura, the alarm will go off in four minutes anyways you might as well get up now.

Cuddling further into the sheets which held her snuggly she sighed and shut her eyes tightly. Four minutes of sleep, shut up good side, GO AWAY!

Fine have it your way…

Smiling Sakura felt her body drift off, rising further and further off the ground until- BEEP BEEP BEEP- what the fuck?... –BEEP FUCKEN BEEP- The alarm is going off…

Twisting her face into a scowl Sakura jammed her hand on top of the alarm leaving the room in blissful silence.

Closing her eyes again she argued with herself, ah but today was the first day of school. First day…what do you mean first day after going to this niche of hell for 4 years?

Three actually, this will be the forth. Rolling her eyes at the inner turmoil going on inside of her she rose, ungracefully, and lumbered over to the bathroom.

Curling her hair only took twenty minutes, putting on her clothes took less, and even quicker was the light mascara she put over her eyelashes followed by some eye-shadow. She almost cussed when she realized she had put her make-up on backwards, now the damn shadow would get on her mascara, quickly she reapplied the mascara and then snatched a bagel which had been left for her on the table in the kitchen.

Driving to school in her 2004 Toyota Camry wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be, when not compared to the other fancier cars at least.

Pulling into the school parking lot had been easy this morning, arriving at 6:24 AM meant no cars would be in the lot except maybe two.

Parking in the far end, she paused to stare at a Lamborghini in the dead center of the lot. What a rich little asshole…She assumed it was a guy due to the light brown color it was painted with a glimmer over it, making it shine. That and…only guys would park the way this car had been. Taking up two spaces, only someone with arrogance would dare to do that here.

Did Sasuke get a new car? Shrugging she continued into the school grounds, Welcome to the Home of the Ninja could be read, scrawled upon the entry way. She supposed it was better than Buccaneers or something like the Dolphins…but really, the ninja?

Everyone at school knew who Sakura was, and those who didn’t probably weren’t the type of people that anyone really noticed. She was brassy, loud, and gorgeous and yet almost everyone also knew Sakura had never had a boyfriend despite her constant perverted commentary.

Her dressing skills were top notch, her make-up impeccable, and if it weren’t for her almost too nice personality you would think she was going to be a bitch…for about five seconds.

Sakura walked through the hallways and closed her eyes smelling the lush grass that surrounded the school and the expensive Sakura trees that had been added just the year before. It was fall now, so the trees were almost bare…but they were still beautiful.

She needed to grab her schedule before the crowd of students began to arrive and then head to Starbucks before first period but…who was arguing?

She slowed down as she walked by the offices, the loud voices seemed to be coming from them.

Slowing almost to a stop as she came to the main office door she began eavesdropping.

“You understand that this is your last chance…won’t you just listen to me please?”

It was a woman’s voice, and she was pleading? Sakura walked by the doorway and stared in as she passed.

A bolt of shock, anxiety, and thrill shot through her as she briefly met a pair of emerald eyes staring hard at her from the doorway. Had he heard me coming?

The last thing she heard as she picked up her pace was a calm cool collected voice that could have rivaled that of a snake if it could speak in human tongue.

“Mother…stop embarrassing yourself.”

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Story Notes

Yes that was Gaara and yes he will be a senior attending Sakura’s high school…duh. Of course he is a bad ass and no I am not answering whose car that is in the school parking lot. Sakura does goes to a rich, snobby bitch school. But despite the fact that she is poorer than the rest of them, she still has many friends there. I don’t have much to answer in this little short prologue but I will tell you the next chapter will be posted this coming week and you will love it…or hate it…but probably love it.

Hate it or love it, review anyways.