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Author's Note

Must Read before reading the story: Before reading, I will remind you, this is a girlxgirl book. Meaning, it ships two girls together and they will get together. If you don't support or like this, then don't read. There's no need to comment any hate in here.

Besides, you wouldn't have even bothered to read this if you read the tags. I know, who even reads the tags?

Anyways, this is a Naruto fanfiction, modern time. It's taken not particularly in highschool, more like college. Naruto is definitely not mine, but the plot and my OC is.

Anyways, hope you enjoy this book! Please vote and comment, add any suggestions or corrections! Have a great day.

And here's the description again, just for fun!

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"Sakura..." she turned towards me, sending a smile. I felt my heart flutter at the sudden sight.

"Yes?"

"If two people love each other, they get together, right?" She seemed confused at my question, but nodded.

"Yeah. Why?" I gave her a smile and shook my head.

"Nothing."

"Well, I'm sure that you'll meet a pretty boy that would love you too." I felt my smile drop, but as always, I kept it up. In my head I scowled, because it wasn't a pretty boy I wanted, like any other cliche romance story.

I wanted her.

...---...

If two people love each other, they should get together. But...this is different.

Because she's pretty.

I'm ugly.

She's rich.

I'm poor.

She has her family.

I have an unloving brother.

She has friends.

I'm a loner.

She's popular.

I'm just her friend that clung onto her for fifteen years.

...---...

I look at her across my room, wondering how it was possible we managed to stick together for so long.

All I was to her was someone, who listened to her problems, defended her from people, and gave her a Laffy Taffy every Tuesday after her volleyball practice.

"Just a friend," I imagine she would say when her other friends would ask her who I was.

And now we sit, at four in the morning, completing homework. I watch her as she averts her eyes to the window, the one she usually snuck out of, and bobs her head to the tune blasting out of those pink headphones of hers.

Her half lidded emerald eyes, dubbed with exhaustion, glisten in the moonlight, as her ruby lips mouth along with the music.

Maybe, if I got closer...

And then I remember where we are. Who we are.

I'm just her friend.

She's just my only friend.

Maybe...this distance is enough.

Because every time I try to get closer, he would come and ruin it all.

"Its best if you just stay away," he'd say.

As I soon get my head out of the clouds, I see her, with her pink hair and emerald eyes.

I unnoticeably sigh before returning to my work.

This distance is enough.