Prologue: Humiliation

It had been the start of eighth grade for Sakura.

"Look, it's Forehead Girl."

"I heard she and Ino ended their friendship."

"Really? Talk about social suicide."

It was supposed to be a fresh start, she had spent all summer reinventing herself so people would forget about all those nasty rumors.

"Can you believe that she told him?"

"Who told who?"

"Forehead Girl! She told Sasuke, the Sasuke, that she loved him!"

"Oh my God, you can't be serious!"

She had changed everything from her haircut to her wardrobe, which she worked her ass off for. But it wasn't enough.

"Sakura asked Sasuke to the Valentine's Day dance."

"Seriously? What did he say?"

"He said yes!"

"What? No way!"

After enduring the first semester with barely any friends, she had finally gathered the courage to ask Sasuke to the upcoming school dance. She had been so happy that he accepted.

"Did ya hear?"

"Hear what?"

"Apparently Sasuke only agreed to go to the dance with Sakura as a joke!"

"What? Ooh, that's harsh!"

"I know, I can't wait to see her face when she finds out!"

The day of the dance finally arrived. Sakura had gotten the perfect dress; she knew that tonight was going to be memorable. She just didn't know how memorable.

"Hahaha! Did you see that? She looked ready to cry!"

"That was way too mean of him, he could've at least been more private about it."

"Holy shit, she's never gonna forget this."

"I hope this teaches her to never go for someone way outta her league."

Sasuke had made an announcement; he had only said yes to her as a joke. A joke. She was humiliated. She didn't know whether or not to cry, and everyone was looking at her. Some in amusement, others in surprise, and a very few in pity. God, this night had turned from a dream come true to a nightmare. She swallowed her shame and anger and simply shrugged. She turned around and left, refusing to cry until she was safely behind closed doors.

She went home that night with tears streaming down her face. Her parents had opened the door and were shocked. They bothered her with questions, wanting to know what had happened. She told them then said she was going to bed.

She didn't go to school the next day. Or the day after that. A week went by and she still didn't show up. Her teachers, the ones who had been at the dance, were worried. They made numerous calls to her parents, asking about her. Her parents told them that she hadn't been feeling well. Another week went by and she still wasn't showing up. By then her classmates were getting concerned. They started to feel bad.

A month went by before she finally showed back up. Everyone had breathed a sigh of relieve.

Only, she was different. She wasn't cheerful, wasn't sweet to everyone. She certainly wasn't nice to those that had bullied her.

At the end of the school year, Sakura had cut herself off from everyone, making it a point to ignore those who tried to talk to her. She didn't tell anyone that she was leaving, that she was moving away to another city. She stopped caring about them.


AN: Okay, so I know I should be updating my other stories, or at least editing them, but honestly I wanted to write this one more. Yes, the beginning is a little down, but that's the only way I could of think of getting it started. Don't worry, it'll get better and longer. I do not have a pairing in mind yet, but just know, if Sakura does get paired with anyone, it'll be someone you wouldn't expect.

Actually, if you want her to be paired with someone, let me know in a review. I'll give everyone's opinion a thought.