Surpassing Standards

AN: These guys don't know each other. A new high school opened up near Konoha High, called Willow High, and these guys were transferred here. But Karin and her guys still go to Konoha High.

-Naruto-

I'm a happy guy. Maybe a bit rowdy sometimes, but still. People say I'm moody: I'm hyper one second, and dead serious the next.

I'm a film director's assistant. But Ron Alen, the director I assist, is a middle-aged man, who happens to be my uncle and is always with his laptop on Myspace, an old site for an old man. (Because it's all about Facebook.) So I take charge. It's fun to yell at people and tell them what to do. Some actors are geniuses. Take Rock Lee, for example. One audition, and Hollywood loves him. He's the weird guy that makes things awkward, since elementary school. He barely attends Willow. But whether he's a hobo from New York City or a business man in Dubai, Lee's characters are overwhelming and real. The other hamlets are the one reason why directing can be killer. But directing is also something not every high school student could do.

Today, I met a girl. She's in my English. She charmed me instantly, with her faint pink cheeks that gave me squirmy feelings in my stomach. And blue hair. Who has blue hair? She wants to write scripts and produce films. I sneaked a peek at her paper they gave us on the first day. You can't blame me. She's like a superwoman. Maybe I'll fall in love with her.

-Karin-

Most of the world seems to be against me. But that's okay. I don't like them anyway.

I've only two friends: Suigetsu, the man who stuck with me since we were sophomores, and Jugo, the man who joined us halfway though the year. I lose my temper mostly around these two guys, but they know me, and they sew everything back up after each of my rages.

I'm not insecure, but I gotta say, I'd like to get a job and get married. Maybe to Sasuke Uchiha? He's sooo hot, and just so laid-back. I want him. Maybe I should get a job at the grocery store, where he works. He works there, and now attends that wretched Willow High.

So appealing.

-Ino-

So I met a guy today, in Barnes and Noble.

ME, IN B&N. I know, the girls I used to hang out with would be shocked. But it's my new heaven, after Sephora and Mac of course. My new friend Haruno Sakura got me into books and reading and information.

But that doesn't change my passion for men. This particular guy is... spicy. "Nara," he tells me when I ask for his name.

"First or last?" The fact that I'm wearing a purple sundress boosts my self-esteem.

"What'd you say?..." The guy doesn't even glance up at me! His manners must have escaped. Nara is reading a book. I lean a bit forward to see what it is.

"The Joy Of Mother Nature" the cover says. How dull. I don't feel like giving up though.

"What's Nara? Your first name?"

"Surname," With a dead finger, he turns the page. It turns me on.

"Well, what's your first name?"

"If ever you become important in my life, I'll let you know."

I was speechless. So I fumbled for a pen and piece of paper in my purse and scribbled my email.

"Deal." I grabbed Nara's hand, which was about to turn the page again. I gave him my email and a smile (Which I hope made him horny) and left the store.

-Kiba-

If you asked anyone in Willow who was the most social person there, they'd say, "Yamanaka Ino!" with a sure grin. Or if they were a guy, "That blond girl that always gives me a boner, dude." I really don't have an idea of who that is.

But if you ask them who was Party Man...

"KIBA, MY MAN."

"That guy who looks like a beast."

"The one with the cutest dog ever!"

Or some other variation of that.

It's only been a few months and that's my impression on Willow High.

This is my life: I party and make things fun.

But I'm lonely, no joke. I want someone to tell stuff to, to pour my soul out. Someone not boring, someone with the patience to listen to my life. Someone with the potential to be my best friend.

(My dog does not count.)

Someone like Haruno Sakura.

-Lee-

Kami is on my side today!

I got cast as Mr. Darcy in the five millionth version of Pride and Prejudice!

I am epic, just like my fifth grade teacher Maito Gai.

And my good friend Naruto is directing! Well, assistant director, but Mr. Alen is lazy.

They told me that Elizabeth, my love interest, is very pretty and will give me a "footlong". Maybe she works at Subway?

-Sakura-

"You're gonna make life big, kid," Ino told me.

Her words echo as I take my huge Physics test. My answers are complete and thorough, and I've got a sure A.

Oh, Ino. Thank Kami I met you.

The boy next to me on my right, Kiba, is writing a message on a piece of paper so close to the edge, it's like I'm supposed to read it.

"Hi, Sakura."

Oh, I am. I get out the paper declaring, "Band is the best for you!" and flip it over to the blank side.

"Hey, Kiba. You're not worried about getting caught?"

"No, I've got a backup plan." Kiba flips his paper over and it's a page of typed notes from Kurenai, the pushover Math Analysis teacher.

":D Wow, so clever. So, how was your test?"

"Fine, fine, you?"

"I've got an A!"

"You sound so proud. Bwahaa."

Kiba flips his paper over so quickly, it almost stuns me so long I barely crack open Forever in Blue in time for Asuma-sensei to pass by.

"Whoah, that was close."

"Don't I know it."

":D" I knew some awkward silence was coming up, and I hate those. I was about to crumple up my paper when Kiba wrote.

"Yogurt after school? At Nu-Yo?"

"Okay :)" I knew I had no homework anyway.

"Class, your time is up. Pack up and grab your homework on my desk."

...Maybe Kiba and I could do our homework together.

-Sasuke-

Leafy Green is the worst name for a grocery store that sells all kinds of food. Itachi's favorite is fucking Chips Ahoy!. Because it's cheap. Like I care.

After school, I walked the three blocks to work with my backpack. Asuma really knows how to annoy a sixth period class. He lectured us on how important it was to do our homework. Like he hasn't already done that.

Orochimaru, the creepy man who I'm not pleased to call "Boss", was waiting for me in the staff room.

"Hello, Sasuke-kun. You were so closed to being fired."

I gave him a blank look. "You'd fire me for being late?"

"Why not?" He shrugged. "I like things where they should be."

Personally, I thought was the weirdest thing he said to me so far during my job here at Leafy Green.

"Okay," I shrugged my backpack off to store it in my ridiculously small locker. I snagged my apron and got back to Orochimaru.

"What am I doing today?"

"Today, you will be putting all this," he gestured to a huge cartload of new products with a disturbingly white finger, "into their respectable places. You understand me, Sasuke-kun?"

"Yes, Orochimaru-san."

I knew he was smiling at me as I rolled the cart out of the staff room. I don't know why, but I think he wants for something.

It's an Uchiha's instinct.

Be nice and tell me how cool I am.