I should really be working on my history essay...Whatever!

This chapter is only the prologue, so there's no pickup line in here!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Prologue

Haruno Sakura. 16 years old. If it weren't for the slight difference in her uniform, people would've mistaken her for a first year high school student, but oh no. Nuh uh. Haruno Sakura was a second year.

After the principal of her middle school had acknowledged her high level of intelligence, she was immediately pushed into the first year of high school. Apparently, she had already covered all the topics to be studied in what was supposed to be her last year of middle school. It was lonely at first, but she managed to make a couple close friends. And now, a new school year was beginning. She was no longer the youngest at school, nor was she part of the graduating class. She was right in between, where no one cared to look. Sophomores weren't at the centre of attention, so she could tell straight from the beginning that this year would be calm.

Boy, was she so wrong. To her luck, if you were speaking sarcastically, the new batch of freshmen were more than excited to fill the school with their carefree attitudes and flirt with their senpai. And sadly, that meant her.

Sakura was never part of the "cool" crowd, or the "nerdy" crowd. She was just Sakura. She had nothing special to see (except for her natural pink hair and emerald eyes which people just assumed weren't natural). She was definitely smart, and if you put her age into consideration, it was an even more spectacular feat. Since she had skipped a grade, she was the youngest in the class. And being born in March, she was without a doubt younger than a small portion of the freshmen too.

She's been confessed to a few times. Each time, it would be some lame excuse like "you're pretty smart, so why not?" or something along those lines. As a result, she's concluded that anyone who comes up to her is only in it for the marks, her few close friends being an exception. She was pretty proud of her brain, but that didn't give people the right to leech off of her.

It was just so…ugly of them to do so.

On the first day of the new school year, she expected kids to just breeze by her. The new kids probably didn't know much about her being the top of the class and all that, so no one would care to stop and say hi. And it was better this way. They didn't need to know anything. In fact, it would be even worse if they knew and started sucking up to her.

She hated those kinds of people the most. It made her want to puke.

She was being harsh and she knew that. But that was just her personality. It wasn't something one could fix in a blink of an eye.

But then, they came. Those obnoxious, barbaric, crazy, wild, fools who do nothing but party all day. Well, some of them actually studied once in a while, and maybe there were one or two that almost matched up to her level, but other than that, every single one of them were idiots.

They all clung to her as though she was the most interesting specimen they had ever seen. She was sick of it, but sometimes, she doubted that.

And it didn't stop there. Suddenly, some of the seniors decided that she was pretty darn interesting too and next thing she knew, her high school life wasn't so quiet anymore.

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