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SSHS: The Magic Of Music

By secretPersonalities

Romance

Someone's Watching Over Me

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Be- A hand slammed down on the alarm clock.

"Ugh, quit already! I'm up!" A young girl slowly sat up in bed and stretched her arms before going about her morning routine. She looks in the mirror to see messy, short pink hair and tired jade eyes. "Alright. Get it together! Time for another day!"

When she was sure her exhaustion was no longer visible, she hurried downstairs. "Morning, Mom!" she greeted with the brightest smile she could muster.

A woman with dull grayish blue eyes and pale pink hair tied up in a messy bun responded with a small smile. "Oh. Morning, Sakura." Sakura did what she could not to sigh. Her mother looked so lifeless…

Normally, her mother was quite pleasant and cheerful, but today was different. It was an anniversary, a reminder that Dad had died one year ago. Sadly, the damage was still fresh.

Quickly, Sakura got settled to have some breakfast with her mom. However, the meal remained quiet. 'Guess she's not in the mood to talk.' Sakura truly missed when the kitchen was full of chatter, even if the conversations were totally embarrassing. Her eyes moved to the family portrait. 'I miss you, Daddy…'

Slowly, she started to gather her things. As much as she hated to leave her mother like this, she still had to go to school. She had tried before to skip a day, but Mom would hear none of that. So, she gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and headed out.


By the time she reached the gates of her school, her pace had slowed tremendously. Cautiously, she looked around the crowded courtyard, trying to locate at least one of her best friends: Hinata, Ino, or Tenten. No such luck. Sighing, she moved through the crowd on her own, silently praying to reach her locker undetected. Again, no such luck. A group of girls she was certainly familiar with was closing in, led by Karin, the one person at Konoha high school who took pleasure in openly making her life miserable.

"Well, well, look who crawled out of her hole. Alone again, Haruno?"

Sakura knew the best tactic was to rise above; there was no need to stoop to her level. Instead, she ignored Karin's taunting and kept walking. Until she was tripped by that red-haired devil. She didn't have enough time to react; she fell to the ground, unable to catch her fall.

"Sorry, Haruno, just thought I'd help you remember where you belong," Karin mocked as her followers laughed.

Sakura stayed where she was on the ground as the girls walked away. She could hear their giggles:

"How does she even leave her room? If I had hair that was pink, I'd never be seen in public!"

"She should just disappear. It's not like she'd be missed. Such an eyesore."

Fighting back the sting in her eyes, she slowly pushed herself to her hands and knees. Along with those "pleasant" comments, she faced a dull pain shooting from her legs, most likely caused by new scrapes or bruises. But Sakura had to fight it; there was no way she'd cry in front of Karin of all people. Besides, she was used to it. There was a reason she rarely wore anything short.

'Thank you, denim jeans.'

She started to gather her things, since she dropped her bag when she fell. Everything, from books to pens, had spilled out. Sakura mentally noted that everyone around her just walked by like nothing happened. Was she literally invisible?

'Whatever,' she thought.

Suddenly, a book was floating in front of her face. She looked up, and a god was holding one of her books to her.

Okay, so he's no god, but he might as well have been. It was Sasuke Uchiha, the must-have bachelor of the entire school. He casually held out the book in his hand, not bothering to look at her. Sakura focused her gaze on the book, having a fair idea why he was avoiding eye contact.

'He must know what being nice to me will do to his reputation…'

She quickly took the book, muttered a small, "Thanks," and took off before she could do any more damage.


The school day went by the same as usual. Sakura did eventually locate her friends, and when they saw the dust and scratches from the fall, they didn't have to ask who the cause was.

"Ugh! If only I had been there! I could've easily wiped the smirk off that bitch's face!" Tenten growled.

"What about me?" Ino added, "I've been waiting for a chance to put the she-devil in her place for like… ever!"

While she did appreciate their support, there was no way Sakura would let them start a scene with Karin. Nothing good would come from it; they would be punished, and Karin would be seen as the victim. Sakura started waving her hands in the air as she laughed awkwardly.

"No, no, don't go causing trouble for my sake. It's fine."

"B-but are you a-alright, Sakura?" Hinata whispered.

"I'm fine. Just some scratches." She assured with a smile. Her friends' looks spelled out their doubt, but they dropped the topic.


At the end of the day, Sakura sat in her corner of the classroom, waiting for everyone to disperse. In her case, being in the back of the room kept her from gaining unwanted attention, so she was thankful when her homeroom teacher had explained that the seats they took on the first day would be their seat for the remainder of the year.

She sighed as she stared out the window, going through her mental repertoire. As soon as it was clear, her plan was to head right to the music room, where her guitar was awaiting her. After the day she had been through, she just needed to sing, and soon.

Thankfully, it didn't take long for the teens to leave. Some girls had stayed to gossip a little, but that could be done elsewhere. No one had acknowledged her, as usual. Even Karin was too busy swooning over the Uchiha.

'Not that I was expecting anything to happen,' she thought bitterly.

She hurried to the music room, her one and only sanctuary in this hell. Once she had entered, she immediately grabbed her guitar with a song already in mind. She needed motivation, and she also missed her dad. Before beginning her session, she checked the windows and doors, as always, to be sure no one could see her. As far as she knew, no one was around, but she had to play it safe. It was kind of embarrassing to let anyone hear her sing.

Self-assured that she was completely alone, she started to strum her chords.


'All clear,' a stoic, dark-haired teen thought to himself. He was really getting irritated. Every day, those dumb fangirls would crowd him, squeal in his ear, or even… cling on him. He involuntarily shuddered at the thought, but could anyone blame him? A fan club had developed without his consent during his freshman year; it was filled with hormonal girls who were all obsessed with his looks. He really couldn't stand it. The only thing he wanted was some peace.

But today… today was a whole different level. That redhead with glasses… Karin, maybe… would NOT leave him ALONE. He sunk to a new low by ditching her and hiding in a storage area in the back of school. He waited there until he was positive she had given up.

Sighing, he got up and started to head up to the school's entrance. Then he heard something: someone somewhere was making music, and it wasn't half-bad.

All I know is your not here to say what you always used to say,

But it's written in the sky tonight.

So I won't give up; no, I won't break down.

Sooner than it seems life turns around

And I will be strong, even if it all goes wrong

When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe

Someone's watching over me…

Sasuke stopped dead in his tracks as he listened. He didn't really know the tune, but the lyrics were so… deep? Maybe. And that voice… who was it? Judging by the tone, whoever was singing was in pain. Without thinking, he made his way toward the music. However, when he got to the music room, he was already too late: the room was quiet and empty. He looked around, but saw no one. Slowly, he turned around and walked out.


'Phew! That was close!'

Sakura had heard someone walking down the hall. She had panicked and ran out the back door, ending her music session for the day.

'Better head to work anyway.'


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