GENERIC
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto… Sasuke does
Chapter One: The newbie
Sasuke tapped a rhythm on his desk with his drumstick as he waited for his homeroom teacher. The man was always late, but never this late! Class was almost over. And would those fucking bitches just stop looking at him. He was so not interested. It was just his luck that he had been assigned to a homeroom with his two most infamous fan girls, Ino and Sakura. Those two lecherous succubae really got on his nerves. They just wouldn't get it into their heads that he, Sasuke, DID NOT LIKE THEM! In fact he H-A-T-E-D them!
Sasuke experienced this terror as he called FAN GIRLS most of his life. For heaven sakes it was better in the animosity of the city, but moving into a small town with his family… TO GET AWAY… had only made it worse. A) They now knew where he lived, B) They knew everywhere he could possibly hide, C) These small town girls were rabid. And it had only gotten worse when they discovered his 'Band'. Sasuke was a hot talent; managers and other bands wanted the talented Uchiha!
Intelligent, talented, wealthy and hot what more could a bitch want? Sasuke was really something to look at. Creamy white skin, silky shoulder-length wavy black hair high, cheekbones, broad, slightly muscled and very tall. Not to mention his entrancing bottomless black eyes and alluring full lips. Sasuke always wore black pants, a white wife beater, an open white short-sleeved dress shirt and loose black tie.
His looks were a cruse and a blessing. Curse because of the fan girls, blessing because he could get anything he wanted.
The door to the classroom were abruptly thrown open and his teacher, Kakashi, entered. The man did not seem his usual dazzling self, rather on his pale face was four suspicious red marks… definitely four fingers… someone had slapped him? Kakashi was also limping… slapped and kneed in the crotch? Who'd have the guts? Kakashi looked over his shoulder and gestured someone to come in.
Sasuke curious stopped tapping and tried to peer around Kakashi.
Hesitantly a breath-taking blond teen entered the classroom. The blond teenager was so thin he almost seemed breakable. Silky sunny blond hair fell to chin and odd wisps stuck out all over his head. He was about 5 feet and 7 inches tall, with thin and delicate features. His face… high cheekbones, small nose, full soft pink lips and startled heavenly large azure eyes made him seem angelic and child-like. His skin was a slightly tanned and unmarked, except for three thin curious scars on both cheeks. Dressed in a loose bright blue t-shirt and knee length black jeans with black vans, he gapped at the classroom as if he hadn't ever seen so many people in one room.
And the entire classroom gaped at him. He was stunning… too girlish for the girl's tastes, but cuddly nonetheless. The boys felt uncomfortable with their bodies' reactions to this boy… underline BOY. Some would say that this boy was hotter than any girl in the school… that might be true, but it is all in perspectives. One thing was for certain this boy was going to bring a shit load of excitement with him.
And that was an understatement. They had no idea, what this seemingly-innocent blond had brought to town.