How I Hate High School

Chapter 4

I absolutely had to do this, and I had to do this today. Yeah, definitely. I didn't know if I had it in me or how I was going to do it, but it had to be done. Today I had to fire Ino from being by after school practice buddy because she obviously kept forgetting to show up. In fact out of the week we'd started she only came once. The other times she either flew off with some guy or complained about being tired. And the last time, Sasuke showed up. Not that I'm ditching her for him, it's just that well, it's easier.

I already sort of had my reasons planned out: That she had to worry about directing the talent show. And…well that's all I got. Knowing Ino she'd probably take it personally and act like I just dumped her or something. But I didn't want it to be that way, she had to understand, and if she didn't then I'd have to run out of the cafeteria hoping she wouldn't chase.

I didn't see Sasuke this morning, not that I was looking. I actually never see him in the mornings. The lunch bell rang and I planned to break it to Ino at lunch. Smoothing down my hair I entered the already crowded cafeteria. I spotted Tenten, Hinata and Ino sitting at our regular table. Ino saw me and waved me over.

I sat down calmly.

"Well hey Sakura haven't seen you in a long time." Tenten grinned. I copied.

And then someone called her name from another table. It was a dominantly guy table with one or two other girls. They were somewhat punks with some prep here and there. Some had their skateboards in there arms, some with drum sticks in their hands and ipods blasting in their ears. Tenten was a passionate drummer girl, the best I've ever seen. She could bust a beat in the library and not even care if the librarian kicked her out. She needed sound in her ears constantly and admired anything involving movement. She was somewhat like me, if you count out the anti-social, shy, outcast stuff.

"Ah, gotta go." She said and grabbed her sticks, migrating to the other table.

We watched her make herself at home. I wish I could be like her. She hung out with two cliques without penalty.

"Oh. Yeah me too." Hinata spoke up grabbing her hand bag. "I have this Biology meeting. See you guys later."

She rushed out. Hinata was the type to hang out at Starbucks reading books, or spending time with the Biology club admiring the new textbooks, or send out fliers for Global Warming awareness. Another multi-clique chick.

"Hey, I have something to tell you--

We said at the same time, except hers was more enthusiastic. I waved for her to go first, like always.

"I've made plans to make it up to you!" She smiled, her white sparkly one. It took two years of braces and lost retainers to get her teeth that way, believe me, I was there.

"What?" I asked, bewildered.

"Remember when I forgot to come to practice after school?" She talked with her arms waving. I nodded, I began to feel guilty she was about to give me something, for French toasts sake's.

"Well, I've…." She braced herself thinking I would probably be thrilled. "I've made reservations for you, me, Tenten and Hinata to go to a party this Friday!" Her voice squeaked.

I sat there looking at her. "Ino….a party? I mean, come on I'm not the party type--

"No, it's more than that. It's a night for you especially." She sipped her low-fat Starbucks frappicino.


"Promise you'll go."

"I….well….okay but if it's one of those parties then I'm--

"Don't worry. It'll be fabulous." She flipped her hair attracting the attention of a table of freshmen guys.

"So what did you want to tell me?"

I sighed and looked down. There was no way I could tell her now, she just got me--well somewhat something. But this couldn't go on forever, I'd just be holding it in.

"It's about the after school practices we have…" I began. "I…don't think we should do them."

"What? What are you talking about?" Her face was sad and worried, I couldn't bear to look.

"I don't think I want to do it anymore." I mumbled but I know she heard me.

"Why? Is there something wrong?"

"No, it's just that you're busy with directing and stuff. I'm just distracting you. I can do it by myself."

Ino took a good look at me. "Are you sure?"

This was unexpected. "Yes, Ino. It's something I want to do."

She shrugged. "If you insist. I mean, this directing stuff is getting even more complicated. I've got to check the lighting and make sure everything's in order. And you have to focus so you can win and beat Tsuki." We looked over at her table, she was laughing quite loudly. And then she looked over at me and glared.

"After all that's why I requested you in the first place." She giggled and I smiled. Ino surely was amazing sometimes.

"Well, Ino I'll see you later." I got up but she looked down at my hand for a long second.

"Hey, what's that?" She grabbed my hand, flipping over to see my palm. "What?" I asked curious about what she was doing.

"219-3784...Sasuke." She said slowly. Oh my god, I didn't wash it all the way. It was still barely visible in Sasuke's surprisingly neat hand writing.

"Oh….my…god. This is who you've been hanging out with after school isn't it?" She was half-smirking, half-smiling.

"U-Uh…Ino it's not like--

"Oh, my god. He gave you a ride home yesterday didn't he?"

It's almost surprising how she figures this out but can't understand the government in class. I sat there for a second just looking at her.

"Sakura! This is….This is…he likes you!" She exclaimed, her hand still holding my wrist upright.

"Ino no it's not like th--

"Sakura any guy who asks to talk to you, practices with you after school and offers you a ride home has got to like you." She stated like simple physics.

"Friends do that too." I added.

She rolled her eyes, let go of my wrist and looked at me hard. I bet she could probably see the blush I was fighting back with great strength.

"Do you like him?" She asked, seriously.

I looked behind her to see Tsuki sneaking more glances at me, she pointed at me and laughed with her other friends.

"I don't…know." I said and honestly I didn't. No guy has ever been like this to me, it's almost hard to believe it's true.

"Well…it's obvious he likes you." Her eyes wide and alert. "He's going to try to make you fall for him you know."

I didn't say anything, I kept looking at Tsuki talking to one guy about me, he looked.

"This may be a trick or I don't know…but he's after you alright." She said with a wink.

I finally blushed but got up. "I-I see you later Ino."

"See ya…oh, and don't be easy, make him work for your affection."

I rolled my eyes and continued on. Before I could reach the exit it was past Tsuki's table. As I did so, avoiding eye contact, once I got at least two inches by I heard:

"Well if it isn't the wanna-be." And the table burst in laughter.


I felt that uneasy feeling in my stomach again, but this time I didn't feel like going to the nurse. I needed music, something more to calm me down. Before I knew it, I broke into a run. I took a sharp turn and ran into something hard, yet soft. And I was falling.

A few seconds later after the clattering echoed in the distance I opened my eyes slowly, meeting onyx eyes I've seen before. It was him, right in front of me and I was glad to see him. But something was awkward, instead of being vertical, I was horizontal…on top of him.

My hands were on his chest, and his rested on my back. He didn't smirk or smile, he just looked up at me as if seeing through me, one thing I was used to.

"Wow you're cute up close." He said.

"Uh…" I stammered. "Sorry." I jumped off of him and helped him up.

"No problem. I was comfortable." He flashed a smirk, making my heart skip two beats.

"Why are you in such a rush?" He brushed his black shirt off.

"Uh…no reason. Just running for the…uh, exercise?" I explained and immediately mentally slapped myself.

"Exercise?" He laughed. "Indoors?"

"Yep." I nodded and walked past him.

"Hey, where are you going?" He was beside me again.

"Um…to practice." I answered. "You can come if you want."

He smirked and I could already see his answer.


The lunch bell rang and Tenten bid farewell to her buds and pulled her drum sticks back out of her pocket. Break period was about to begin and she surely didn't feel like heading back to Gai-sensei's study hall session which had nothing to do with studying, if you count the push-ups and jumping jacks. Of course, Tenten being the most laid-back didn't do that. No one told her when to exercise.

The new cadence she'd just recently came up with ran through her head and she tapped her sticks on the walls as she passed. She pulled out her large headphones, not the little ear buds but the old school ones. She loved them, it was like surround sound.

Blasting Panic! At The Disco she skillfully tapped along. But she heard someone yelling, and it came again. Violently ripping off her headphones, making her ponytails fall out, her shoulder length hair hanging she turned her head. Standing there leaning against the wall on the other side of her was a boy, not to mention very hot boy, with clear eyes and long brown hair and a smirk perched on his lips.

"What do you want?" She snapped looking down at the book in his right hand. He took a step towards her, "For you to stop making such a racket."

Her eyebrow twitched violently, she stood up and crossed her arms. "This is a racket? Please this is music, if you don't like it then go somewhere else nerd."

Not paying attention to him, she resumed her rhythm. But he tore the big headphones from off her head and held them in front of her. "Nerd?" He smiled. "Well, isn't that harsh?" Tenten reached for her precious music device but he moved it out of her reach.

"Give me my fucking headphones." She cursed but the boy didn't give in.

"What's the big deal about these anyway?" He asked but she didn't answer. The boy had backed up to the wall behind him and Tenten leaning against him to get her beloveds. He tried them on for a second. "They make you're head look even bigger."

Tenten growled but to her surprise her dropped them back in her hands and grabbed her drum sticks.

"Hm, a drummer girl I see." When she turned around to face him, their noses merely inches apart, he didn't even blush he just studied the sticks. "I was a drummer once, until I got bored." He flashed her a look. Tenten stopped struggling to get her stuff back once he started playing some beats on the wall. She watched in amazement as he matched the rhythm to the song that still blasted out of her headphones. At the end he tossed one stick high in the air and caught it under his leg. He held them back out to her smirking.

"Oh, and by the way my name's Neji not nerd, remember it." Again, he showed half of his white teeth before turning back around which the way she'd come. Tenten just watched him, but she shook her head and scoffed. "Show off." She muttered.


"I'm home!" Sakura called out walking into her condo. Slipping off her checkered Vans she stepped onto the soft white carpet.

Sakura walked into her living room which was surrounded by unfinished paintings, sculptures and projects. In fact that's the only thing you could see beside the bright red mess of hair on the couch and the small TV which he was watching.

"Sayoran?" Sakura called.

He turned around and smiled at his little sister. "Yeah, how was school?" Sayoran had bright red hair that he occasionally spiked and dark green eyes. He was 21 and an artist yearning of knowledge and inspiration.

She plopped beside him on the faded beige couch looking at the program which happened to be the cooking channel. "Uh…okay."

"Okay….it's always okay, Sakura. Be more specific." He lectured. That's just the thing, Sayoran was always specific and wanted details in everything, but that's why he makes such a great artist.

"What's with all these junk yard parts?" Sakura knew that once she asked her brother about anything to do with art, he would go on one of his rants again, and she would have to sneak away when he wasn't looking.

"They had a sale today! Isn't that wicked?!" Sakura shook her head.

It had only been three years ago when Sakura and her brother started living on their own together. Their mom had been drug-addict and was sent to rehab. Their dad was in the military and overseas so he had to leave Sayoran home to take care of Sakura.

The two look very alike in the facial features while Sakura had softer colors of her hair and eyes. But Sayoran was the more social one and always wanted things to go his way. On the other hand Sakura was basically a social outcast except for Ino and occasionally Tenten and Hinata. Sayoran was a party person that spent his evenings painting, nights club- hopping and mornings lying in bed with hangovers. Sakura spent days in her room listening and writing music.

"Yeah, yeah." Sakura rolled her eyes and she walked to the kitchen. "Hey! We're out of milk!"

"Ooops, I drank the last bit!" Sayoran called back. "Oh, and we're going to need some more cookies." He rubbed his mouth and threw the wrapper in the trash. One other thing, he was a complete junk food person.

"Hey, I have a surprise for you." He leaned on the counter and smirked.

"What?" Sakura asked pouring herself a glass of water.

"Behold!" He drew out a box from nowhere and placed it in front of her. Sakura smiled. "What'd I do?" She pulled it closer beginning to tear the wrapper.

"Nothing. I just feel like I've been neglecting you lately since I'm always out. So here is something that you can use to contact me anytime with."

Sakura finally finished unwrapping and she gasped. "You got me a Blackberry?" In fact, it was a red one, her favorite color.

"Yes, with unlimited texting and minutes." He added. Sakura carefully opened the box and picked up the device.

"It's perfect. Thank you." She hugged him. "But where'd you get this money from?"

"Well duh, my bank account!"

She frowned. "But that was supposed to go to your college education."

He shrugged. "It doesn't matter, this is more important anyway. So that you can always reach me if you want to talk to your big bro."

"You're the best you know that right?"

He smirked. "Yeah." Then a little tune rung out of Sayoran's pocket. It was his cell phone.

"Speaking of technical devices." He raised his eyebrows and pressed a few buttons. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he darted to the closet.

Sakura peeked around the corner to see him struggling to pull on a red converse.

"What happened?"

He tipped backwards into the wall. "Major house party at Pein's. He has gigantinormous new pool and people are already jumping in without me."

Sakura raised an eyebrow. Sayoran looked up and paused. "Aw man, I'm doing it again aren't I?"

Sakura just shrugged and walked back into the kitchen. He sighed and followed.

"Look Sakura I--

"Don't worry about it. Go jump in the pool." She turned on the faucet to start washing the dishes.

Sayoran looked back down at the counter. "Sakura, I'll make it up to you…While I'm out I'll get you your favorite snacks and we can sit back and watch a movie like old times."

"Whatever." She mumbled. Her brother swung around the counter to her and planted a kiss on her head. "I won't forget."

And he was out the door in a flash.

After Sakura washed and put away the dishes she grabbed her new phone and went upstairs to her room. Throughout the hallways, Sayoran's art was posted on the walls. Even rooms were still in the process of painting. Sakura liked to call her home the unfinished masterpiece.

Her room, unlike everything else in the house was her own sanctuary or more like a music archive. Her room was a red and small. The walls were barely visible through the many band and musician posters. Against almost every wall were stacks of CD's, piles and endless piles of them. Scattered across the floor were her clothes and pieces of paper with lyrics scribbled on them. There was her small stereo system in the other corner, which was almost busted but with a good hit or two it became clear.

On her bed were notebooks she'd filled with lyrics, CD booklets and tangles of headphones ranging from small earphones to the huge ones. ( I like those)

Pushing aside her crap she sat stared down at the blackberry phone slash gift. It seemed unusual to have one after going so long without one. Sayoran forever stayed on his, but they didn't seem to phase her like most hormone-crazed teens did.

When she press the 'on' button the screen lit up in various colors and lead her to the home page. The first thing she clicked on was the contact box. Number one was already Sayoran of course and there was Ino and her dad. Tenten and Hinata didn't really call her often. But she did know one other one…

Slowly her thin fingers slid across the shinny keyboard. She typed: Sasuke Uchiha and saved.


I was sitting in the room that had now almost become my second home. The choir room, that is. Looking up from my notebook and setting my pen aside I locked eyes with Sasuke.

Since I ended things with Ino, just the after school stuff, it's like me and him were becoming more like friends. I can't remember having a guy friend. But it's cool having him around, he occasionally makes me laugh or glare. It's like he's always there for me or somehow finding me in the crowd.

He smiled, the smile I've come to adore too well. The one when he shows all his teeth and his eyes become squinted, almost like he's a kid again. I smile back.

"Take it from the top?" He asks, his hands already spreading across my guitar. I nodded.

No sir, well I don't wanna be the blame not anymore

It's your turn, so take a seat we're settling the final score.

And why do we like to hurt so much?

I can't decideYou have made it harder just to go on

And why, all the possibilities where I was wrong

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating.And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you're not here.'

Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here.

I still try holding onto silly things, I never learn.Oh why, all the possibilities I'm sure you've heard.

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating (beating)And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

Pain make your way to me, to me.

And I'll always be just so inviting.

If I ever start to think straight,

This heart will start a riot in me,Let's start, start, hey!

Why do we like to hurt so much?Oh why do we like to hurt so much?

That's what you get when you let your heart win!Whoa.That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

Now I can't trust myself with anything but this,

And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa

I took a breath. Truthfully, it sounded really good. Slowly, I looked back at Sasuke who was staring me down again. But for someone reason he was closer. He was leaning over, and it immediately reminded me of the time when we were so close in his car…

He titled his head so his breath blew against my cheek. And he pressed his lips on my cheek softly and pulled away.

He smirked and I blushed. It was almost beginning to be a routine. But right now I felt those butterflies rise and flutter again, because Sasuke Uchiha just kissed my cheek and I really felt like being a fan girl for at least two seconds.


Tsuki walked down the hallways in her short mini skirt and high heels. Guys clutched their pants just by watching her move. Her clique was behind her looking in their compacts adjusting their make-up and somehow pushing bystanders out of their way.

"Move, move, move." She said to the teens in her path. They willingly backed out of the way like usual.

"So, like where are we going, Tsuki?" One girl asked eyeing a nerd who looked love-struck.

"To find Sasuke." She flipped her long brown hair over her shoulder. "I'm sure he'll be glad to see me." She then glanced back at her crew. "And when I see him that's your cure for you guys to disappear."

"So like, where do we go." One girl asked dumbly.

Tsuki scowled. "Don't know. Don't care." And her perfect eyes rolled.

"So like, can I go to Starbucks?"

Tsuki stopped and glared at her, she snapped her fingers twice and her other girls pushed her out of their group.

"So like, I'll see you guys later!" She called and skipped down the hallway.

"She might be pretty but she's just as smart as a piece of paper." Tsuki muttered and her friends laughed.

Just then, she heard a voice coming from down the hall. It was coming from the choir room, so she told her friends to stay while she went ahead. Peering into the room she saw Sasuke but he was with another girl. She squinted, and she growled.

"It's her! What is she doing there?" She hissed under her breath. Then Sasuke leaned toward her and planted a kiss on her cheek. Tsuki choked on her spit.

"He kisses her but he won't even talk to me?!" Tsuki turned so her back was to the door. "She's really going to suffer for this.." And she stomped down the hallway already planning what to do.


The next day the infamous boys clique breezed through the halls again. It was like a typical day in Leaf High with the fan girls following but three of the guys already had a girl on their minds.

"So like she ran into you and you didn't say a thing?" Naruto said to Kiba.

"Yeah dude it was like I was speechless." Kiba said all distance-like. He looked at each passing girl to see if he could recognize her. But he didn't see those aqua blue eyes that looked oh-so sexy.

Shikamaru rolled his eyes. "I believe that's called some crap like love at first sight?"

"Hah! That's so not true." Naruto scoffed and put his hands behind his head. He glanced over at his best bud, Sasuke of course, who looked totally distracted.

"Right Sasuke?" Naruto asked.

Sasuke turned around. "What?"

"That love at first sight isn't true."

Sasuke furrowed his brows and he thought of him and Sakura. The way he couldn't stop staring at her…

"What about you and ramen?"

Naruto looked away. "Okay, so maybe it's true with that --

Sasuke didn't really pay attention, and didn't really care.

Today was callback day and he didn't see Sakura anywhere yet. It was already break period and callbacks were soon. Of course he'd prepped Sakura up for today and actually convinced her to perform one of her original pieces this time. He had to grin to himself at how much him and Sakura had been hanging out these days. She sure did make his day just by smiling or even locking her eyes with his just for one moment.

Just as his continued to scan the crowd he found her. She was walking while digging in her bag to find something. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a green button up shirt. A few buttons unloose and white tank underneath. He could even see the fair skin of her stomach as she reached further down in her bag. When she did look up she was face to him she smiled.


"Hey." He smirked.

Naruto and the others stopped. The blonde peered over his best friend's shoulder at the pink haired girl.

"Eh, teme who is this?" He maneuvered around along with the others.

Sasuke didn't respond but Sakura did. "I'm-

"Oh, I know who you are!" Kiba pushed Naruto aside. "You're the girl from the talent show."

Sakura nodded slowly and Sasuke was getting annoyed with the world…again.

"And look, you already have a fan club." Neji pushed Kiba aside into Naruto. He stuck out his hand. "I'm Neji and you are?"

Sakura raised her eyebrows at how polite he was, she looked at Sasuke who didn't meet her eyes and finally shook his hand. "Haruno Sakura. And you look a lot like someone I know."

"Yes, you must mean my--

Naruto pushed Neji aside. "Hm, you're a real cute one. I can see why Sasuke is always around you."

Kiba appeared beside him. "So, you need a fan club? I'll be in it." He winked.

Sakura took a step back so that she was in line with Sasuke.

"Yeah! That's a good idea. We could like be best friends and everything!" Naruto pitched in.

"Just like that anime, what's it called Ouran….? Something?" Kiba thought aloud.

"Dude, she doesn't want a fan club. Nobody. Wants. You. Around." Neji replied icily.

"Hey, you're going to be a hobo one day, and you're gonna need me." Naruto said smartly.

"Oh, well at least I don't already look like one!"

"I got this shirt from Hollister on clearance!"

"Exactly my point."

"It was Obama High…something…." Kiba said.

Sasuke just sighed loudly and draped his arm over Sakura's shoulder. He leaned down to whisper in her ear. "It's better if we just walk the other way."

She giggled and they proceeded, leaving the three oblivious retards behind.


"So they are the infamous friends of Uchiha Sasuke." I shook my head. "I would never have known that they were so funny…and outgoing."

Sasuke gave me a look. "Yeah well you can't really know a person by the first look. I learned that by talking to you."

"Same thing to you too." We walked in silence for a second.

"So you better be singing an original in callbacks today."

I sighed. "Yes, I will do one." He felt like a close friend already…only after a few days.

"Good." He said curtly. I rolled my eyes and then the intercom came on, it said: All students that received a callbacks for the talent show please report to room 630!

I turned to Sasuke. "Well, I guess I'll see you later." He didn't respond for a second and before I knew it I was pressed against the wall. His hands on both sides of the wall beside my head and face down looking at my shoes and his. I couldn't help it this time, my heart was out of control and my breath was becoming uneven.

"Sasuke." I said and he looked at me, his was so close and his mouth….

"Good luck." He said with a smirk and his hand scooted over so his hand could play with my hair. I knew I was blushing, which was probably why he kept smirking.


He winked and let me free, then walked back down the hallway. Once I was sure he was out of sight, I placed a hand on my heart. I didn't want that moment to be over just yet, and it killed me to admit it. The pace of my heart was still rapid and it was only beating for him…


It was just like the first day of this stupid talent show. All these nervous feelings inside my stomach. I was in the line for callbacks right outside one small classroom. I just leaned against the wall, wishing that somehow I could quit this whole thing. But every time Tsuki turned back to glare at me, it somehow kept me here.

I don't know what it was, maybe the fact that I wanted to punch her so hard it'll knock off the IQ points she barely had left.

Okay, so I'm not that violent, but who wouldn't want too. I mean, now she's starting to even turn people against me. Three girls cut me in line and gave me nasty looks. Am I really a bad person? And then they start talking to Tsuki and such. I heard my name quite a few times…

A few minutes later Tsuki went into the room and the line moved up a little. About ten minutes later she came back out and walked past me bumping her shoulder with mine. Of course, she probably had more power than me so I was trusted backwards.

"Hey, Hey!" I looked up and saw the same guy from the last time in the chorus room after school. He helped me up and glared back where Tsuki had just disappeared.

"You okay?" He asked.


I heard him mutter 'damn girls' before closing the door behind him to the callback room. Before long the people in front of me had already gone and I entered the room and sat down in the lonely chair in front of the judges. I saw Mr. Genma in the back and he smirked at me. The other judges I didn't really know but they all had smiles on their faces. It was their jobs to do that even if you sucked.

"Ms. Haruno what will you be singing this time?" The female one asked.

I pulled my guitar off the floor, which I placed in here earlier, and sat it on my legs.

"I'll be singing a song I wrote called Whoa."

The people looked impressed and they glanced at Genma for a second as if he already told them.

"Okay, you may proceed."

I adjusted my guitar and took a breath and closed my eyes. When I did, I pictured Sasuke's face in my mind and I realized that I wanted him here, watching me like the first time and when we rehearsed after school. I opened my eyes and my mouth to sing.

I've hoped for change,and it gets better everyday

I've hoped for change,but still I feel the same

There's something wrong,cause everybody knows

That we can do this on our own

And we've got everybody singing

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

We've got everybody singing

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

We're doing fine

And it gets better every time

We're doing fine

But I'll let you decide

There's something wrong,cause everybody knows

That we can do this on our own

And we've got everybody singing

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

We've got everybody singing

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

And I'll confessThat I can be a little selfish

And I'll admitI don't want you to help me through this

I don't want to start over again

And we've got everybody singing

And we've got everybody singing

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

And we've got everybody singing

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

And I'll confessThat I can be a little selfish, I can, I can

And I'll admit I don't want you to help me through this

I don't want to start over again

When I did look back up for a split second through the window behind Genma's shoulders I saw Sasuke. He had his arm's crossed and was looking straight at me. He smirked and for some reason I felt that, that's what I came to school for, to see him. And when I did lock with his eyes, I didn't care anymore. I didn't care about the freaking talent show. I didn't care if I should be scared for my life because of Tsuki. I didn't care about that expensive blackberry in a book bag collecting dust. There was no hiding it now, about how I felt.


"What's on your mind right now?" He asked me.

"Well probably if I won this or not." It's been a few days after her original song in the callbacks. So today she would finally find out whether she beat Tsuki or not. It all felt like a blur, from first try-outs to callbacks. And from when me and Sasuke started to become friends. In fact, he's probably the first guy friend I've ever had.

Sometimes we'd stay after school and sit in his car talking about anything. Lunches were spent with him along with break periods. Of course, Ino hung on my back about this. She only said to be careful, but honestly what could happen? He's pretty awesome, I shamelessly admit.

It was like I needed him now. I came to school to see him. And I realized this at the callbacks, he was always there. I appreciated it and I still haven't found out a way to thank him yet…

"Well here it goes…" He said.

Just like the last time, I took a deep breath and looked. The first thing I saw was a banner.

'By an outstanding performance in callbacks, Sakura Haruno and Tsuki Haruka will battle it out in a final Jam session to determine the winner of this years talent show. But tickets because it will be amazing.'

My eyes widened and I didn't move even though the bell rang for break period to end. Even though kids started to surround me and stare at the board. They just stared at me.

I would have go up against Tsuki in a live audience. I'm not one to curse but…. WHAT THE HELL?!

A/N: So here it is, the fourth chapter. InspirationMute Math. Amazing band, listen to them. Wow, it seems like I make this chaps soooo long. Hope it's good, I spent a whole month and some days on it. The Life Of A Skater is coming along, I continue to write it during school when I get bored. And if you haven't already, check out my new story The College Life, where Sakura just so happends to room with four sexy guys who happen to mistake her for Sasuke's ex at first sight.

Read it. Review it...plz :)