Dear Journal,

It's been exactly 24 days since I have spoken to Kiba now. After our yelling match in the park he hasn't said a word to me. I want to hate him, and I think I just might. He said such hurtful things, and then he kissed me! I still can't believe he did that and what's worse is I kissed him back. Naruto won't even talk to me. I thought that if I wasn't hanging around Kiba, Naruto may warm back up to me. I was wrong. The last words he spoke to me where, "You already have." Today is our dance recital and I'm nervous. I had invited Kiba a long time ago, but I don't know if he will show. Maybe for Hinata, but for me, probably not. Anyway I have to get to the school, so bye for now.

Sakura

The last few weeks have been a new type of hell. I haven't slept much and when I do it's restless. I'd like to think that my fight with Kiba hasn't affected me but it has, and I hate it. I hate that we fought. I hate that he's leaving. I hate that he yelled at me. What I hate most is that a rug has been pulled out from under me yet again, and so unexpected.

I guess I never realized how much I was leaning on Kiba since I walked away from Sasuke. And now? Well now I feel like the pillar that has been holding up my glass house has collapsed and my house has shattered to tiny little bits. He had kissed me and not just a light kiss ether, I could feel how he felt. How could he do that? I knew it would all end if I started to think about us together and now I'm pretty sure I hate him, and I hate that I feel that way. How could things go so horribly wrong in one day?

After I stormed off on him he broke his hand on a tree. At first I felt bad because I knew it was my fault and I was worried that he may not be able to go to his soccer program. Then he ignored me the next day and all that fills me now is betrayal. He's acting like our friendship was nothing now, that whatever we have is gone, and that the kiss we shared was meaningless. So do I really hate him? I can't really answer that because when yes rattles around in my head I feel that heart wrenching pain that I felt when I walked away from Sasuke. I think that's the part that I hate the most.

I shower and stare at myself in the fogged mirror. I don't have the energy or the will to do this dance recital, but I know that if I don't go I will be letting down the groups I'm dancing with and ultimately fail dance. I slowly take a blow dryer to my hair, carefully creating soft curls to hang around my shoulders.

Once I have gotten my hair done I carefully start to apply thick dark eye liner and mascara. To make sure my eyes stand out I add some black and brown eye shadow. I stare at myself in the mirror. I look haunted, and that is exactly what I want everyone to see.

I go back to my room and slowly slip on the black full body leotard that is for our first routine and grab my dance bag with the rest of my routine costumes and head down stairs for the front door.

"What time should we get there honey?" I hear my father ask from the kitchen.

I slip on my shoes. "3 is when it starts. You might want to get there thirty minutes early though for good seats." I call to him. Before I can get an answer back I exit the house. I honestly don't feel like talking at all. I just want to get to the school, rehearse, and then get the show over with.

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Hinata is already there when I get to the school. One look at her and I know that this dance recital is going to go well. She looks stunning in the black leotard and her hair is curled just like mine cascading around her shoulders.

I hear a wolf whistle from behind me and I can't help but roll my eyes. "Damn Sakura, you look intense." Kankuro says as he walks over to where Hinata and I stand.

Kankuro is dressed in in the same black leotard, but his has a blue tint to it. Miss. Yuuhi said that it would give our full class routine an edge since he is our only male member. We all look pretty professional if you ask me but I know some girls are a little uncomfortable wearing the skin tight clothing.

I give Kankuro a smile, because honestly he's got that personality that is hard to not like. "Don't look too bad yourself." I reply.

Hinata laughs lightly. "We should probably get on stage so we can warm up and start." She says before turning and walking away.

"Always on task Hinata." Kankuro teases as we follow her onto the auditorium stage.

Our class consists of about thirty students. Since it's difficult to dance with so many of us on stage we only have one song all together. Then we have four group dances for each year. The first years and the fourth years are the smallest groups with six and four, while the second and third years each have about ten.

There were only a few of us that wanted to do anything extra beside our requited three dances. Hinata, Kankuro, and I are doing a routine to Joker by Caleb Mac, by his request. It's actually the song I'm most excited for because it's short and fun. That and we get to dress almost gangster like.

As we start running thought the program I soon forget that Kiba isn't talking to me. I forget that we fought and his solution was kissing me, and I forget that his words have hurt me. I forget that right now life isn't too great and I remember this is why Hinata and I joined dance in the first place. To be carried away by music in the best way we knew possible, dance.

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