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Sakura's POV

A ringing sound filled my ear drums. I opened my eyes slowly, blinking a few times to get my vision back to normal. I was so tired, confusion took over me at what the ringing sound was. I sat up in my bed, and turned to the side to look for the sound. Oh, it was just my alarm. . . Did I fall asleep that early?

A slight pang in my chest made me snap back to reality. I started dreading school by the second. Everything was going to be different today.

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I started eating the bacon my mom gave me, but was frowning the whole time. Bacon usually makes me smile like an idiot, but not today.

A knock at the door didn't even make me flinch, but Mom had a confused expression. She walked to the door, but I faced away from her.

"Oh, hello dear." Mom said.

I still wasn't looking.

"Hi Ms. Haruno." He said.

I smiled slightly at his voice, and finally turned around.

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

"I thought I would drive you to school." Kiba smiled.

I nodded, and picked up a strip of bacon. I held it up, and KIba started running for it.

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The car slowed to a stop and my heart started pounding. My mind was spinning. What am I supposed to do? I can't face him, I just can't.

"Alright let's g-" Kiba said, before I cut him off.

"I-I can't. . ." I shook my head.

"Don't let him get to you. He's an asshole."

Kiba got out of his car, and I followed suit. The bell rang and I looked at him pleadingly.

"You'll be okay. See you at lunch." He smiled and walked away.

Alright, here we go.

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"Please read pages 167-172 and we'll review afterwards." Kakashi-Sensei said, while reading his little, orange book.

I opened my history text book and began staring at it, not even reading a word. My palms began getting sweaty, and I looked up, staring at Sasuke's spiky, raven hair. He must have sensed me looking at him, because his head turned to the side, with his eye looking directly at me. I jerked my head down at my textbook. Flashbacks of him began invading my mind. I grit my teeth and I could feel my eyes water up. Putting my hand on the side of my head to cover my face, I let out a soft sob. Droplets of tears began splashing down on the white pages of the textbook. I can't do this. I love him so much, yet he hates me. Another quiet sob escaped my lips.

"Alright! I assume you all are done reading, so now I will randomely call on some of you to answer questions." Kakashi-Sensei started, but I was still looking down at my textbook.

"Who shall I start with? Hmmm, ah Sakura!"

I bit my bottom lip and looked up, trying to avoid eye contact. I could already feel numerous pairs of eyes staring at me, but my gaze shifted towards Sasuke. He was intensly staring at me, and an overwelmingly, dreadful feeling took over my whole body.

"This relates to the project you and Mr. Uchiha did earlier," He began, "What was the resulting energy produced, when Physical and Spiritual energies become mixed together called?"

I knew the answer, but I felt too vulnerable to say the word. A few people began giggling, and I shook my head.

"Not even a guess?" He asked.

I didn't say anything, and I could hear Sensei sigh.

"Help her out, Sasuke." He gestured.

"It's Chakra."

"Perfect as always, Mr. Uchiha."

Kakashi-Sensei began calling on people, but I tuned all of them out. I heard whispering behind me, and tried to concentrate on the conversation some girls were having behind me.

"He's so smart." One girl said.

"And hot. No wonder he dumped that girl. She doesn't live up to his standards obviously." Another stated.

"That's so true. Who doesn't know what Chakra is? We went over it at least a million times!"

"Yeah, who cares anyway. She's pathetic. I'm not even the least bit surprised he broke up with her. That girl is a nobody in this school. Her existence doesn't matter to anyone. . ."

My heart burned with sadness. Those girls are right. No one cares about me. I just want to be with my Dad and leave this terrible world I'm forced to live in.

I let out another sob, and laid my head on my desk, hating myself for what a disgrace I am to everyone around me.

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The end of the day was nearing. I just had to go to one more class, then I'll be done.

I trudged slowly down the hallway, with dozens of other students pushing me around. The bell rang, and they all cleared the halls. I wasn't even close to my next class. . .

I kept walking in a slow pace. My shoulder bag was full of books, and my arms were full with binders as well. I was too upset to even stop by my locker, because I knew Sasuke's was across from mine.

My eyes began drooping in misery, and the tears were about to spill. Out of nowhere, I fell on the hard, white floor, with all my books and binders sliding across the floor. My head slamed against the ground and I was laid down on my stomach, with my arms bent above my head. I picked my head up slowly, and looked down at the floor. It was so clean, I could see my reflection. It wasn't pretty.

Images of Sasuke came back, and I bit my bottom lip, making it bleed a little. I began crying softly. Long sighs mixed with cracks from my voice echoed throughout the hallway. Through my cries, I could hear the sound of heels walking down the hall. I didn't even care that I was going to be found like this.

The clang of heels grew closer and faster, "Sakura?" I women's concerned voice said.

"Sakura Haruno? Why aren't you in class?!" I immedietly knew that was Kurenai-Sensei's voice.

I began crying even harder, because I remembered she's the one who made Sasuke talk to me more. I looked up at her, while I was on the ground. I was still crying softly, tears running down my face. She crouched down next to be, and placed her hand on my back.

"What's wrong?" She asked in almost a motherly tone.

"P-please just. . . Let me go home." I demanded through sobs.

"Come on. I'll call your Mom."

She helped me up from the floor, and she took me to the office.

"Hi, Ms. Haruno. This is Kurenai Yuhi from Konoha High school. Your daughter is requesting to go home. She seems to be going through an emotional state, and I'm requesting you come pick her up." She said formally.

"Alright, ma'am. We'll be waiting outside for you." Then she hung up the phone.

"Why are you helping me?" I asked.

"Well, this is my planning period, and I'm not going to leave you on the floor crying. Besides, you're my favorite student." She smiled.

I didn't smile, I just walked out the door, ready to be picked up.

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This made me really sad to write :(

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed!

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~Kit_Katzzz