Sorry for the wait, but here it is. I am taking a slightly different approach to this story and hope to make more, each with a different genre. I'd appreciate feedback and any criticism. Enjoy.
"Ok everyone we have a new student today. Why don't you introduce yourself?" Softly asked the teacher.
"Hello...my name is Hinata Hyuga. I-It's a pleasure to meet you." She stuttered.
Hintata was a shy girl who had trouble expressing herself. As it was only one year until graduation, everyone had already formed their own friend groups, meaning making friends would be a lot harder.
She wore a baggy, long sleeved, knitted jumper accompanied by a long denim skirt and brown boots. She didn't know many people to give her beauty tips. Living with her farther, cousin and little sister didn't exactly help. To make life even more stressful, they lived in an entirely different country, meaning she had to live in a flat half an hour from her new school.
"Why don't you go sit over there, in between Sakura and Ino? Girls remember how nervous you were on your first day. Make sure Hinata feels welcome." The teacher furthered, pointing toward the back of the classroom.
It was a small room full of twelve graffitied desks in slightly lopsided rows. The green walls were hidden behind thousands of posters and work sheets, while the windows remained untouched. All five glass squares lit the over crowded classroom.
The long haired girl, dumped her beaten rucksack under the oak desk and took a seat. She did her best to avoid eye contact with the two teenagers currently judging her. They took one look at the timid girl, and they already hated her guts.
"Hey I'm Ino and this girl is Sakura." Smugly stated the blond.
She had her hair tied in a tight pony tail while half covered one eye. Her face was smeared in an inch of make up: the darkest eye shadow, the pinkest lip gloss, and the most rosy blush. She wore a purple tank top and an over-revealing matching mini skirt. Covering her perfect legs, were fish-net tights.
The other girl was almost identical. The only difference was she wore a pink button up mini dress, with the first three undone and she had short cherry blossom hair.
"It's nice to meet you too... I'm Hinata."
"Yea we know...your so funny! Hey you wanna come eat lunch with us?" Sakura asked, with a forced smile.
"Um...sure." Hinata answered.
After the first few lessons were over, Hinata and her new friends entered the canteen. It was swarming with students of all ages. The largest table was in the centre of the room, holding over twenty seats while the rest only had ten. The odd thing was, there was no one on it.
"You see that table in the middle?" Pointed Ino.
"Um, yes." Replied Hinata.
"It's all ours."
The three made their way through the chaos and sat down. A blond boy, around their age, came by the table and hugged Sakura. He wore an orange T-shirt with a red swirl in the middle. His knee high shorts had camouflage prints and were just as baggy. On his feet were white and red sneakers accompanied by short white socks.
"Who's this?" He asked.
"Oh you mean Hinata? Yea, she's our new BFF. Would you mind getting us lunch?" Sakura insisted, "and make sure I get extra salad, I don't wanna get fat."
"Actually I packed some lunch." Replied the dark haired girl.
"Ew. You made these? I mean, it's better to just buy the food here. And don't worry about paying. We'll cover you." Ino grinned, throwing the sandwiches away.
The boy walked towards the many rows of steaming food, leaving the girls to chat.
"So Hinata, who do you like?" Insisted Ino folding her arms.
"Like?" The girls responded frowning at the puzzling question.
Smirking at her ignorance, Sakura added, "you know. Like a crush."
"Well, I haven't really got to know anyone yet...so no one really..."
"Oh come on there has to be someone." Pried Sakura, "I mean we both have boyfriends. Naruto's mine. Of corse I'm only using him to make Sasuke jealous but, don't tell him that. Ino's with Kiba...I'm sure you'll find someone. I mean your so...uh...Oh Naruto's back!"
The scruffy blond returned with three trays full of steaming hot pasta, balanced on his outstretched arms. As he made his way past Ino, Sakura elbowed him, causing all three meals to fall on Hinata. She screamed as, a layer of scolding food smothered her.
"Here let me cool you down!" Sakura laughed emptying her bottle of ice tea over the bright red girl.
The entire room went silent and all eyes fixed on Hinata. She knew it was too good to be true. There was no way she'd get friends just like that. Tears began to well in her lilac eyes.
"Yea...we were joking; you look like shit. I mean at least your outfit's more colourful now. who helped you choose it? Your mommy?" Sakura cackled.
What they didn't know was Hinata never got the chance to even meet her mother. She passed away while she was too young to remember.
"And that bag. I don't think I could touch that if my life depended on it. Right Ino?"
"Totally. I mean just look at mine. It's the latest in the summer range. Only $400. My dad buys me four every year. You know to match every season."
"Your dad must really love you." Sakura added, in that annoying girly tone.
Humiliated, Hinata grabbed her bag and ran to the bathroom. It was dumped next to the sink as tears flooded her flushed cheeks. After looking in the mirror, the orange girl began to peel off her jumper and plain shirt. Both taps were on full blast filling the sink. A bar of soap was also tossed in.
She began to splash her face, while pulling strands of spaghetti from her long hair. Her clothes were ruined. There was no way the stains would come out with that much sauce. Even her vest was a mess, but it could still be saved. Without a moment of hesitation, this too was discarded and thrown into the warm soapy water. It would be better to walk around in a slightly damp top then one with red splotches.
It was working. Her hands continued to furiously scrub, while still sobbing. How was she supposed to make friends now? The entire school saw her smothered in her own food. Speaking of which, she realised just how hungry she was when, her stomach growled. Not only was her meal thrown on her but, both ham sandwiches were tossed away. As hungry as she was, there was no way she'd embarrass herself even more by rummaging through a bin to reclaim them.
Hinata was snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the squeak of the bathroom's door, followed by a set of footsteps. The soaked girl was faced by a guy about two years older than herself. He must have been about 18. His grey hair was neatly slicked back. Both ears were pierced and had three studs running down each one. His eyes were tainted magenta. Around his neck was a long silver chain with a triangle in a circle pendant. He wore a t-shirt with the slogan, " " in spray paint text. This was covered by a black leather jacket. His, slightly torn, skinny jeans stopped just before his grey trainers.
Both just stared at each other, shocked. Hinata's face turned bright red when she realised that the only thing covering the upper half of her body was her purple lacy bra. She was frozen with not only embarrassment but fear too. The only noise present was the intense thumping in her chest, that only seemed to grow in both volume and intensity.
The student crossed both arms as he scanned her exposed body, then gave a short whistle of approval. Both eyes seemed to relax as a grin grew from his thin lips.
"You know...this is the men's room." He smirked.
"W-what! I didn't know that. I just rushed in here but, I-I could have sworn the sign said ladies."
"They haven't changed them yet, you know after the refurbishment. Didn't you hear at assembly?"
"I-I'm new here... Oh right! Uh. My name is H-Hinata."
"Hidan. You might want to get outta here before someone thinks we were up to something."
This only made her blush even more. In an attempt to cover herself, Hinata crossed her arms and turned around. Hidan could see how uncomfortable she was, so removed his jacket and handed it to her.
"Here take it." He smiled.
"I couldn't possibly-"
"Do you really want to go around school like that?"
Agreeing, Hinata slowly reached out and took the jacket, "thank you...I'll give it back to you t-tomorro-"
Suddenly, Hidan grabbed her arm, kicked open one of the cubicles, locked it, then shoved Hinata against the wall. He used both arms to keep her still and forced a hand over her mouth.
Before she was able to scream, the main door squeaked and a few people stormed the room. He placed a finger to his lip to signal her to be quiet.
"What a drag." Spoke a dull voice.
"That was pretty intense..." Wined another
"Yea I feel kinda sorry for that chick."
"Sakura can be a real bitch sometimes. I feel like she's just using me. I mean if I knew she was going to do that, I would have slammed the food in her face, instead." Hinata recognised this voice. It was Naruto, Sakura's supposed boyfriend.
"Why don't you just break up with her? I mean it's not like she actually likes you."
"Yea...I guess your right. Thanks guys."
The group left shortly after that. Once he was certain no one else was in the room, Hidan released his grip and allowed Hinata to leave the tight space. She slipped her arms through the jacket and zipped it up. The silence was broken when her stomach growled, resulting in her cheeks blushing once more.
Hidan fished out a shop bought BLT and handed the starving girl a slice, "Thank you..."
"We better go."
"Y-yea..."
After school
The streets were overwhelmed with rain. Sure it was monsoon season but couldn't it wait for Hinata to get home? She'd already had a bad day at school, but now it was about to get worse. The storm picked up, introducing thunder and lightning. The wind became stronger making it near to impossible for her to hold onto her already inside-out umbrella.
Her polka dot parasol was ripped from her grip and hurled into the grey sky. Unsheltered, the girl soon became soaked. Her clothes stuck to her like a second skin. Realising the storm was starting to get dangerous, she ran down the high street in search of somewhere to take shelter. Almost every shop was closed.
All accept one...
An old Blockbusters. "Didn't they all gone out of business?" She thought. Back at home, there used to be at least two in every town but then one day they all just disappeared. The blue paint was peeling and the L had fallen off. You could see the dark mark where it must have hung for years. As no other shops were open; she walked through the murky glass doors and tried to wring her skirt, in order to free some water.
The store had a distinct musty Oder. The many shelves were loaded with old movies no one had seen since the *naughties. A large DVD-filled-unit devised the room in half. All walls were baby blue and covered in film posters. The stained carpets were a deep blue. To the far left stood an abandoned desk with the word "BLOCKBUSTERS" embossed on it. There were two tills and a cup of half drunk coffee on a worn out coaster. Surrounding the area, was an array of various snacks and a large refrigerator containing cans of expired fizzy drinks.
*a period of time between 2000-2010
The out dated shop was empty. Not a customer or even employee in sight. The soaked girl began to trail up and down the many rows, admiring the old movies she and her family used to watch back when everything was normal. One was picked up and turned over for inspection.
Before she could begin to read the description, the whole place began to furiously shake. Films were flying off the shelves. There was a loud crash from one of the back rooms. It was too hard to stay standing, so Hinata crouched and held onto the metal of the display case for support. The store was a mess. When the earthquake was over, she began to pick up the hundreds of fallen cases in a matter of seconds and put them back in their rightful places.
A door reading, "Staff only" swung open revealing a tall man with long black hair. He looked rather muscular and must have been in his early thirties. He wore a blue T-shirt with a badge that read, "manager: Madera Uchiha". He wore matching slacks and a pare of black shiny shoes.
He was shocked to see his stock in-tack. His gaze drifted to Hinata, who had just put the last case back.
After observing this; he marched up to her and asked, "Did...you do this?" His voice was stern and rather deep.
"Y-yea...I'm sorry that I-I couldn't get t-to the food in time." Hinata mumbled.
It was true, there was a handful of chocolate bars scattered around the desk. He continued to stair at the quivering girl, "You can do the night shift, so your hours will vary. You'll be working with another employee. I want to see you here at 6pm sharp wearing the uniform correctly and ready to deliver to the customers."
"D-did you just give me a job?"
"What, you don't want it?"
"No! I'd love to. I've always wanted to work at a Blockbusters."
"Good. I'll see you tomorrow."