Gossip Girl: like most juicy stories, it started at a party
title: Gossip Girl
author: Christine :)
pairing: a bunch, they all get mixed up muahahha
Rating: T - it might change but who knows right now
warning: none
Disclaimer:I don't own a lot, so I definately don't own Gossip Girl, or Naruto.
like most juicy stories, it started at a party
Sakura couldn't believe her eyes. How could this be possible? When she got a text message from the mysterious 'Gossip Girl' she didn't want to believe it. She couldn't. It wasn't real. Right?
She ran straight home to her iMac computer and checked the website where she found her proof (with pictures) : Ino Yamanaka was back in Konaha.
'This fucking sucks!' she thought as she closed her laptop. Her stomach growled.
"And I can't even go downstairs to eat," she told herself out loud. At that moment her door flung open and Temari walked in and shut the door.
"And why can't you do that?" Temari asked as she set her bags down and jumped on Sakura's bed. Sakura rolled her eyes.
"I watched Nickelodeon all morning in my room so I wouldn't have to eat breakfast with them." She was refering to her parents who were fighting on and off, which resulted in make up sex again, and again - gag. "My mom cooked him an omelet. I didn't even know she knew how to use the stove."
Sakura tucked her long pink hair behind her ears and swigged her mother's fine vintage scotch from the crystal tumbler in her hand. She was already on her second glass.
"What shows did you watch?" Temari asked, removing a strand of hair from Sakura's black cashmere cardigan. Sakura didn't know if the expression on Temari's face meant she was joking or if she felt bad, either way the scotch was getting to her and she really didn't want to sit there and interpret her best friends' facial expressions.
"Who cares?" Sakura said, stamping her foot. She got up to look in her full-length mirror. She was wearing her new black ballet flats. Very bow-tie proper preppy, which she could get away with because she could change her mind in an instant and put on her trashy, pointed, knee-high boots and that sexy metallic skirt her mother hated. Poof - rockstar sex kitten. Meow. Sakura turned to face Temari.
"The point is I was trapped in my room all morning because they were busy having a gross romantic breakfast in their matching red silk bathrobes. They didn't even take showers!" Sakura took another gulp of her drink. The only way to tolerate her parents sleeping together was to get drunk - very drunk.
Luckily Sakura and her friends came from the kind of families for whom drinking was as commonplace as blowing your nose. Their parents believed in the quasi-European idea that the more access kids have to alcohol, the less likely they are to abuse it. So Sakura and her friends could drink whatever they want, whenever they want as long as they maintained their grades and their looks and didn't embarrass themselves or their family by puking in public, pissing their pants or ranting in the streets. The same thing went for everything else, like sex or drugs - as long as you kept up with appearances, you were alright.
But keep your panties on, that's coming later.
"..So did you hear from GG yet?" Sakura asked Temari.
"GG" was Gossip Girl. Nobody knew who she was or how she knew everything form where you were last night to your new phone number; who you're sleeping with, and where you got your new jacket. They just knew that everything she knows is 100 true which came in handy, or can totally suck, depending on who you are, and what you've done.
"What? No, why what happened THIS ti-" but Temari was cut off by her cellphone's ringtone, meaning she had a new text message.
"I'm guessing you're about to find out." Sakura gulped down the last of her drink and waited for Temari's reaction to the Earth shattering news.
Sakura watched as Temari slid open her expensive gold Motorolla phone she got last christmas, watched her perfectly manicured thumb press the button to reveal the exact same message she had received half an hour ago. And then she watched her jaw drop.
"What. The. Fuck!?" Temari's face lost all color and she looked like she might puke. The only difference between both their reactions was that Sakura actually did puke. Twice. And that's why she didn't even make it to school.
"Ugh. I know, right. This is seriously bad," Sakura flopped face down onto her bed.
"So why is she back anyways!?" Temari was clutching her phone like maybe if she crushed it, it'd make everything okay again. Before Ino left, Sakura and Temari hardly spoke a word to each other. Ino's departure kind of brought them together you could say. Ino was trying to get Sasuke to herself. And Ino was in Shikamaru Nara's squad along with Choji Akimichi. It was clear to everyone that Shikamaru and Temari were made for each other. Well except Ino. And to make this little triangle worse Choji had discovered feelings for Ino which nobody would've seen coming. They hated each other. But I guess opposites attract. Or so they say. Then Ino left, and that started the T&S friendship.
Guess they have one thing they can thank Ino for.
Temari waited for Sakura to answer, but there wasn't anything she could say. The truth was that Ino hadn't even told Sakura she was coming back. She hadn't even tried talked to her the whole time she'd been gone. A couple postcards every three months was hardly anything to brag about.
But Sakura wasn't about to admit that.
"Ask her when you see her, I'm not about to talk shit." There. That should buy her some time until she actually did know what the hell she was doing back in Konoha. Sakura's mind was racing with all kinds of questions to ask her former friend who had run off to boarding school without as much as a a goodbye or a note or even a hug.
"There probably weren't enough boys to screw at boarding school so she came back for seconds," Temari made a puking noise like she was gaging. Sakura laughed, but then her face became serious.
For as long as Sakura's known Ino she was always trying to one up her, trying to get herself into Sasuke Uchiha's good books - and pants.
Sakura sighed. Tonight was Guy-sensei's welcome back dinner that Sakura's mom was hosting. The Haruno penthouse had been expensively redecorated that summer in deep reds and chocolate browns, and it was full of antiques and artwork that would have impressed anyone who knew anything about art.
Temari saw the longing look in her friends' eyes and engulfed her in a big hug. They were both in for the ride of their lives.
"Come on," Temari said, smiling at Sakura, "I think a new mini-dress and maybe a pair of sexy kitten heels will cheer us up."
Sakura smiled. Temari was right, new shoes would definately make them both feel a lot better, even if only for a couple hours..
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Okay, I know that wasn't a very long chapter but the next one will be longer just to make it up to youu. The friendships and pairings might be a little bit weird at first but bear with me. Tell me what you think and I'll see you in a couple days (maybe even tomorrow =D)
you know you love me
xoxo
( XD i couldn't help myself )