You're In My World Now (SHIPPUDEN Gaara Love Story)

My Everyday Life

I woke up slamming my fist on the snooze button. I didn't like waling up early. Never had never will. It wasn't my type of thing.

I walked into the bathroom to get ready for the day, taking my clothes from the dresser as I walked by.

I changed into a simple blue T-shirt with black skinny jeans. I brushed my teeth, cleansed my face, then brushed my long waist length pink hair.

I dyed it a couple years back. My parents had no problem with it so they allowed me to. I never had to re-dye it. I don't know why but it just seemed to stay on my hair.

I walked down the long stairs and went into the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast. I grabbed a piece of toast and a cup of yogurt. I wasn't that hungry so I settled for something small.

I took my car keys off the counter before walking to the garage opening it. I started the engine and backed out, closing the garage door I opened earlier.

I drove up to the school and parked in my spot. The school was at least three stories high, the only institute around this area.

The school I go to. Aozora Institute. Is just a fancy name for a high school in Nagoya. Its a fairly good place to learn. The teachers are very nice and they care to our every needs.

The school itself was in great condition. The walls, classroom's, lockers, lunchroom, and even the bathroom. THE BATHROOM FOR PETE'S SAKE!!!! Its so sparkly clean everyone wants to go there the second they get it.

I walked through the front door and was quickly tackled to the floor by non other than my best friend Sora.

I held her as I noticed her crying. It was like this every other day. Ever since her parents died, her brother never forgave her.

Even though she apologized everyday she gets beat up for it. I've talked to him about it once, but he just pushed me out the door and slammed the door in my face.

Before I was about to knock to speak to him again, I heard crashing noises inside and heard Sora screaming while her brother yelled at her. After that I was too scared, but I was angry at him.

She doesn't deserve it. The second she gets a chance to escape, she'll run to the farthest town to get away.

I patted her back after she calmed down. I still noticed the bruises even though she covered them with make up.

He always tries to beat her to death. That was his goal. To make her feel pain like the one she caused him.

After she pulled herself together, she smiled at me getting her stuff together before she gave me a proper hug.

"Good morning Misuzu." she looked at me with sparkling blue eyes. Just like mine.

"Good morning Sora." I replied back curtly. She looked like me. Her hair was light pink just like mine. We dyed it at the same time when she came over for a sleepover one time.

She is just a ball of energy when she's around me. A Pocky loving girl. Caring, kind, a bit weird after she eats her Pocky. Very protective of it and sometimes calls it her baby.

Which reminds me. I grabbed a box from my bag and showed it to her. It was chocolate flavor. Her eyes widened and she drooled a little but wiped it away with a tissue and threw it into the closest trash can. It went in perfectly.

"SCORE!!!!" We heard some guy yell from a couple feet away. We laughed before she took the box, opened it, and finished them in a couple of seconds.....like 0.5 or something. I bet you she could win first place in a Pocky eating contest.

"Thanks Misuzu. I got you one as well." She handed me a box. Green tea flavored. My favorite. I handed her one and she gladly took it.

She was about to bite into it, but someone suddenly bumped into her causing the Pocky to fly through the air in slow motion.

"Noooooooooo!!!!!" Sora yelled going for it in slow motion as well. As the Pocky landed on the ground someone else stepped on it and kept on walking.

Sora dropped to her knees, her hands shaking as she held the broken pieces in them.

"My poor baby why did this have to happen!!!!!" She yelled at the ceiling while shaking both of her fists.

I got her off the ground and started dragging her to class. The reached her hands out to the spot where the Pocky were still laying. She gave up when the janitor swept up the crumbs.

This is my everyday life....

But I never thought that things would become different.