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On Friday, as I walked to my chemistry class right after calculus. I met up with Karin, who had already arrived from the next room. Right behind me was another student, known as Sasuke Uchiha, the hearth throb, oh-so-I'm-the-King kid. He came straight from the same class as I that was only three doors down the hall.
I ignored those two while I took my seat, and calmly pulled out my book to put on the desk. The room was quiet with the three of us waiting for the rest of our classmates and the crazy Cal teacher. Suddenly, Karin broke the silence by starting a conversation with Sasuke.
A strange boy, he was, who always seemed to mock my clumsiness and purposely tripped me while I walked either behind, beside, or in front of him. Damn that kid. My eyes irks at the sight in front of me. It had been circulating around the school more recently, but everyone possibly already noticed it since the end of last year. There were rumors about the two, certain rumors. But who to care, not me. The girl was overly arrogant, compulsively conceited. The boy—sigh—let's just say, he was the average playboy, nothing too new. The usual type, found in dramas. Also a major egotistical jerk, he believed the world revolve around his pebble existence. Nevertheless, they were a match made in heaven. Yup. The cupids must have forgotten to remove their blindfolds when they made a shot at this couple.
However, regardless of how much I don't care, that certain moment of the day, eerie still ran my spine ever since. Out of the blue, he just straightened up and hugged Karin. "Oh, what? We're hugging now?" Her annoying pitching voice squeaked. My ears perked, and I looked up from my desk. I saw the two in an arm lock. The helz. I wouldn't be surprise if they hugged or do anything other than that. But what was with the staring? Me? I looked down when my eyes met his. Okie. I thought to myself. 'Go look for a closet somewhere or under the staircase if you didn't want to be looked at.'
But I had to raise my head again. Everyone else started to pile in from the language class, which was all the way in the other section of the school. Awkwardly, I caught a glimpse of his eyes again. Dark obsidian still locked in my direction even when they parted. As if he didn't stop staring at me while hugging Karin. His eyes pierced through my body from behind her shoulder. Noises from the others drowned out the silent.
"Hey, Sakura. Can I copy your homework?" I looked over to my friend. "No." Bluntly, I told him. Something didn't sit right within me. Grumpy, I denied that I was grumpy.
Then lecture started when our beloved teacher walked in, ten minutes late. Each class was only forty minutes long. I love my school.
Keeping that sarcastic thought in mind, my eyes gazed forward. And the three awkward minutes at the beginning of class dispersed. I brushed it off easily but the gaze still haunted me.
What was that about?
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Only this weird story of teenagers and their raging hormones.