Badgirl In Love's
chp. 1 - Sakura Habit

In the middle of the night, Sakura drives her favorite black ninja motorcycle. That bike always brings good luck to him when he races. His pink hair was covered in a black full face helmet that he was wearing and left a child with visible hair from the helmet glass.

Emerlad Sakura glanced at the rear view of her motorcycle and she flashed a smile behind her helmet. Some of the bikes behind him are trying to push the bike with full speed to surpass Sakura, but the effort was in vain because Sakura is the one who will certainly win this race.

All the spectators of this illegal race cheered loudly because they had already guessed if Sakura would be the winner. It was definitely because of Sakura's skill when riding her ninja bike more than Valentino Rossi.

Sakura turns off the engine and removes the full face helmet from her head. His long pink mane began to stretch to the back, adding a sense of eccentric and cool for the fans here.

A girl and young man over 2 years old from Sakura walked up to her and congratulated her. Scarlette and Zain are called. They are Sakura's upperclassmen and close friends in Cambridge. If there weren't two of them maybe Sakura was already in the coffin right now due to dead boredom.

"Congrat! You are great!" praise Scarlette as she shakes Sakura's hand and pulls her into her arms.

"Yes, that's it. No one can beat me here" said Sakura arrogantly.

Now Zain started to hit Sakura's shoulder until the master grimaced a little. "Don't be too arrogant. You could have karma after this."

Sakura raised her eyebrows then turned the bored matanua ball around. "As far as you go." The girl started putting her helmet back on her head and turned on the motor. "For the money, I've divided it evenly. You guys just check in the account." And after that Sakura drove her motorbike at high speed towards the highway.

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Sakura parked her motorbike in the garage of the mansion which was super big in size. After that he went to his room casually because in his mind, his parents were working and would go home late at night. That's what Sakura deduced from what she saw.

However, the moment Sakura opened the mansion door, she was shocked by the presence of her parents sitting on the long sofa in the middle room staring intently intimidatingly at her. Sakura began to shudder in horror herself due to the unfriendly atmosphere.

"Where have you been, Saki?" kizashi asked in an intimidating tone.

Sakura tongue. This should not have happened, he thought. Reality had slapped Sakura unconscious by the beach. Sakura's brain starts thinking about finding excuses. At least his hobbies will not be known by his father and mother.

"I went to a friend's birthday party, Pa," said Sakura trying to be as relaxed as possible.

"True to a friend's party?" One of Mebuki's eyebrows is raised. "Or race?"

Kizashi pinched the base of his nose. "You're the same as your mother was."

"I'm not as bad as Saki, Anata!" refute Mebuki.

Sakura could see her father breathing out. Suddenly a bad feeling struck his mind and mind. And one of his father's orders pissed him off.

"Don't let the karma that Zain says exist!" inner Sakura shouted.

"Papa has prepared a plane ticket for you to Tokyo. Tomorrow morning you leave. Papa has prepared a letter for your transfer to Konoha International High School" Kizashi said in a calm tone.

"What?! I'm being transferred to Tokyo?" Both of his parents nodded. "Then, where am I going to live, Pa?"

"Of course with your sister, baby." Mebuki smiled sweetly at her daughter. "While we're gonna stay here."

Waw!

That's grand. Sakura is transferred to her hometown and lives with her brother. It's a nightmare. He imagined how tight the guard was in Japan, so racers rarely raced along the streets.

Honestly, Sakura wanted to refuse. But he also could not refuse his father. He could be exiled to four other more extreme, for example, Singapore. Sakura didn't want that to happen.

"Remember, Saki! Don't mess around there because your aunt Tsunade will be watching you." Sakura frowned, not understanding the words thrown by her father. "Tsunade is the principal at your later school." For neptune! This is worse than the punishment of Mr. David at school. I don't know what will happen when he gets there.

"Ease me. It sucks! Shanaroo!"

In her room Sakura unreservedly started packing all the clothes that were arguably very stubborn inside her pink suitcase. Although Mebuki had already prepared the clothes in the old mansion of the Haruno family, it was still that Sakura would bring all her clothes as she was never comfortable with the clothes named dresses or the like.

After finishing packing, Sakura laid her body on the bed for the last time. The pinky girl took her smartphone and sent a message to Scarlette and Zain. Let's just say it's a good-bye message from him.