Ok. New story which, like Seinfeld, has basically no plot! Well none so far anyway.

Yea so another Naruto story. This time with real chapters!! The character part says just Gaara but almost everyone might be in it. And my summary ([AU self-insert: I got an internship to a profession that I don't quite want. And to top it off, I have to work with Gaara. I later befriend Naruto and our adventures begin.) mentions Gaara quite rudely, but we're gonna become good friends.

It was goopy and slimy and red and it smelled bad and he hadn't realized it till he picked up is fork and put it in his mouth that she had served him bloody rice.

Now let's back up a minute. That she is me if you couldn't guess. And I can sort of explain. You see, that wasn't my fault. Now I apologize that I'm skipping the details but that is not where I want to start. Because; beginnings are where people usually start, correct?

It was summer vacation. School ended three days ago. I'm supposed to go somewhere hot and fun and party-y, right? Couldn't be more wrong.

I slept in later that day. I was able to look out the window and spot the mail man. I went outside in my jammies after he left and got the mail.

"Mommy, mommy, neighbor. Neighbor? Wtf? Daddy, me. Me! Yay."

And I skipped back into the house.

Oh. It's from school. SKEWLLL. Darn. Open open open tear. La la la. It is mandatory for me to start a years payed internship. Okay, I can do...

Wait. Mandatory?! No one can make me work. Mandatory blah blah blah Cohrdehi Castle Restaurant. Oh my gawd that creepy castle. That place is huuuge.

Sigh.

"Mom!"

"What?" she called from her room on the second floor.

"Come here!"

"No you come here!"

"No you come here!"

"No you come here!!"

I sighed once again. "Fine." I ran up the stairs, to her room and shoved the paper in her face. She was already reading something though. Oops.

"This is great. Something for you to do in your spare time."

"What spare time? My time is used up sleeping. You're supposed to be on my side!"

"Says it's mandatory."

"You can say no."

"Why would I say no?"

"Because this is child laboooor!"

"Oh behave. It's five hours."

"Five hours I can be using to dream about world domination!" And then the conversation was over. I had stormed out the room and downstairs to mine. I took a shower, got dressed and glued a blank sheet of paper to my wall.

6/21 12:44 pm

I gotta work at Mc Donalds.

6/21 12:44 1/2pm

No no not McDonalds. The big scary castle is what I meant.

I would start work in one week. That gave me one week of uninterupted freedsom. And I slept it all away. I never did give Mr. and Mrs. next door Neighbor their mail.
The first sentence was written one day at my school's writers guild. We were to come up with the stupidest craziest just bad first sentence to start off a story. So that is what I wrote. That was earlier in the month I think.

Okay so my genre is humor parody but I know it's not a parody. They don't have a 'Wacked out' genre so ...I'm stickin' with parody until I decide pairings...Oooo.

Since no one is probably reading this rant,

This is a self-insert and if you ask I could put some of you in it too if you'd like to be in a story. :)