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Chapter 2: Prank #2
I've known Sasuke since we were wee tikes. His family lived in the wealthier side of the neighborhood. The side with fences, padlocks, gates, and perfectly manicured lawns.
My family lived on the other side of the neighborhood. The side with fake brick, half-fences, and rusty mailboxes. The distinguished and the unkown. Ha.
The only common ground our two neighborhoods had was a shared communal pool. True, the rich folk had their own pools right outside in their own backyards, but us little people took pleasure in soaking in the rays at the communal pool. The rich people were taxed quite a bit for the building of the pool and blah blah blah.
Sasuke and I carpool to our schools. I go to the regular public high school, whilst Sasuke goes to the world renowned Leaf Academy School for the Gifted and the rich snobby bastards.
All the kids who go to LA drive THE BEST cars, and have the BEST clothes. In fact, if your car is not shiny and branded, you are considered an outcast. Popularity at that school is based on looks, apparently you CAN buy beauty, and money. Sadly, Sasuke has both and fangirls are all over him like a bunch of lunatic squirrels.
I can proudly say that I pay no tuition in order to go the public school. Go me! My parents are not poor, we are actually quite rich if I may say so, but they just believe in a proper upbringing and not spoiling their child. Which I totally agree with. I wouldn't want to turn out like one of those Leaf Academy snobs.
Sasuke and I have a complicated relationship, to say the least. Sometimes he acts as if I'm the spawn of Satan and other times he pushes me into pools as if we are the best of friends.
I suppose it is just do to the fact that he has a version of male PMS due to the extra amount of estrogen in his pituitary gland. I mean, how else could he have ended up so pretty. I pointed this out to him when I was over at his house (mansion) and he just ignored me.
But now the question is, 'Why do Sasuke and I carpool and hang out together when we live in such different worlds?' It's quite simple. My father and his father were, and still are, BFF's.
They went to the same schools together when they were children, and they were each others best man(s). I think when I was born, they were expecting me and Sasuke to marry each other. According to my mom, I blatantly rejected him when we first met. How ironic considering the way things are now…
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Riiiiiinnnngggg
The phone was ringing. My foggy mind just managed to register that much before I fell back into a deep slumber.
RIIIIINNNGGGGGG!!
Ugh! The phone was yelling at me. I glanced over at the clock, 6AM. I quickly answered the phone,
"Hellloo," I said groggily.
"This is the Konoha ANBU."
I immediately shot straight up. ANBU? The FBI were calling me?'
"Yes."
"Is this the residence of one Haruno Sakura?"
"This is she."
"We need to question you."
"I'm sorry sir, you must have the wrong person."
"We are ANBU ma'am, we are never wrong."
"Who's we?"
"Too many questions will get you in trouble."
I immediately shut up. Why in the world would the ANBU want to question me?
"I need you to follow my instructions. Go outside and across the street to the pool and sit there until one of our agents approaches you. That is all."
CLICK.
What the…
oh crap...
I'M NOT ALLOWED IN THE STUPID POOL ANYMORE!!
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I sat there for two and a half hours, completely alert despite my sleepiness. At nine o'clock I started to drift back into sleep. Suddenly, I felt myself being hoisted up and thrown into the pool, in my pajamas. Realization dawned on me. I carefully hoisted myself up and out of the pool.
"Sasuke," I said in a low drawl, "-kun."
"Hn."
I had no energy to even scream at the jackass. I knew why he was doing this and it made me furious and angry to the bone.
"Get the hell away from me before I rip out your eyeballs," I growled in what I hoped was a menacing tone.
He smirked. He was obviously very pleased with his little prank that he pulled.
Then, as if dropping from the sky, Naruto came prancing up to us. This was going to be good. Naruto is my next door neighbor, and my best friend next to Sasuke. The problem is, Naruto and Sasuke absolutely despise each other.
As if on cue Naruto scowled as he saw my sopping wet form.
"What did the teme do to you Sakura-chan?"
Before I had a chance to say anything, the lousy jackass who pushed me into the pool interjected.
"It was a prank, dobe. You really are dumb."
A vein popped in Naruto's forehead.
"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME TEME?!"
Gah! I was furious, tired, and cold.
"SHUT UP YOU TWO!!"
And I stalked home in my wet pajamas. Naruto's confused eyes and Sasuke's amused gaze burned into my back as I crossed the street.
"Hey teme."
"What dobe?"
"Do you even know HOW to tell a girl you like her?"
"I do not like her."
"You don't sound very convinced Uchiha."
"She's annoying."
"How?"
Five reasons why Sakura is annoying even though I'll never admit any of this to anyone (according to Sasuke)
1. Her hair is my least favorite color in the world (although on her it looks good)
2. She is friends with the dobe
3. She is way too moody and incomprehensible (one minute she loves me like no other and the other she shuns me)
4. She doesn't notice it when guys ogle her (perverts)
5. She let me go
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A/N: This chapter is very rushed and the tenses are incorrect and there are bunches of mistakes. and it's short. SORRY!! Mmmm bit of a little thing going on with Sasuke and Sakura. What does it mean by 'she let me go'? Why did Sakura say she deserved the push-aroo? Ladeedada, unanswered questions XD. I'm leaving for vacation for 2 weeks and my laptop (my baby) isn't coming with me. Maybe I'll try to smuggle it. Anywho, sorry for the long author's note. See ya in 2 weeks!