Badgirl In Love's
chp. 10 - Always Unlucky

Sakura runs her bike on the race track. The race between him and Sasuke started 1 minute ago. Sakura clucked resentfully behind the full face helmet she was wearing. He did not expect that Sasuke would be a difficult opponent for him.

Sasuke began to grin from behind the helmet he was wearing. It is free to fight an Uchiha because in the end the Uchiha will win. The Uchiha must indeed be superior to the others.

Brums!

Sasuke motor advanced the motor with a fast until running the Sakura motorbike which was initially side by side. Sakura growled and tried to get past Sasuke's bike but there was no gap. It was only this first time that Sakura felt frustrated at not being able to get past the other riders who were against her.

Sasuke crossed the finish line first before Sakura. He stops his bike and opens the full face helmet that he wears in an arrogant style, while Sakura opens her helmet violently and then blows it away somewhere.

"Shit!" objurgation.

Sakura ruffled her hair in frustration. Where does he want to be a servant of Uchiha Sasuke, want to be put where his pride will be.

If he is currently in Cambridge, England, Sakura will be ridiculed by Scarlette and Zain. But if in Japan, Sakura will be severely criticized by Ino and Temari.

"You must keep your word, Miss." Sakura started to look at Sasuke exasperatedly. "Tomorrow to bring me some extra fried rice, okay?"

"Very understand!" Sakura replied to him by emphasizing every word she said.

Before leaving, Sasuke grinned a little and put on his helmet and drove his bike away from the racing circuit.

"Argh! Shit!"

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Sasori scrunched his forehead to find Sakura who was preparing a stock of fried rice with extra tomatoes in it. It's not usually Sakura brings provisions to school because it's not her style. It is better for Sakura to waste her pocket than to bring supplies like Sasori sees now.

"I hope there are no cataracts in my eyes," Sasori's inner hysterical.

"Saki, did you bring supplies?" sasori asked as Sakura finished preparing her supplies.

Sakura looked at Sasori flatly. "No. It's for the Spoiled Chicken." Then he walked past his brother and out to the garage. Sasori was again confused by Sakura's words.

Sakura this time is riding her bike in a fit of annoyance at remembering the events of last night. A race queen lost? It was impossible for Sakura, but Sasuke defeated her easily. Next time Sakura won't let the rooster win again.

He arrived at school and rushed to class to hand over the chicken he had made unwittingly.

Arriving in class, many pairs of eyes are looking at him strange especially his friends and his girlfriends. Sakura already knows what they are looking at, of course the provisions that she is clinging to.

"Well, Sakura brought provisions. Unusually," Ino quipped as he put his hands together in front of his chest.

Sakura just rolled her eyes bored. He walked to Sasuke's bench and immediately put the city supplies he brought on the table.

"That's your extra tomato fried rice, Mr. Manja!"

Sakura sat down on her fateful lap next to Sasuke. He glanced at Sasuke who had been staring at him while grinning. "Is there something wrong with my face until you see me like that?" Sakura said ketus.

"Hn. Your face is too pretty."

The blush!

Sakura felt her face blushing from the sentence that Sasuke had just thrown. He threw his face to the side until Hinata and Ino looked at him with a seductive look.

"Well, wah Sakura-chan blushing!" pekik Naruto girang's.

"Wow, are you in love, eh?" the Ino Goda makes Sakura blushing even more.

"Not here, not on the race track with Sasuke makes me unlucky all the time!" inner Sakura growled.

Hinata smiled with excitement. "Already, I feel sorry for Sakura-chan."

"Why see Sasuke my stomach so heartburn like this? Do I have a disorder?"