Hey guys! I got bored and decided to write another story since this story was in my head for a while.

Hinata is totally out of character in this story.

Well, here we go!

Sorry if there's any mistakes I didnt catch.

Disclaimeeerr: As much as I'd love to own Naruto.. I sadly do not

R&R

Sitting in a classroom surrounded by sexy boys would be every girls fantasy right? Then how come I'm not enjoying it; How come I cant take time to admire the beauty of this situation? Oh yeah, it's because no in this school knows my true identity, that I'm really a girl. I'm Hinata Hyuga, I'm a 17 year old girl in an all boys high school trying to make it through senior year without being discovered.

It's my first day of school and I'm just sitting here, peering through the window as my English teacher rambled on about William Shakespeare and his tragedies and whatnot.

I sighed, thinking, 'How the hell did I get myself into this situation?'

Oh yeah, it was because of that day…

Flashback

"Hinata, we're moving away. Start packing." My father said in his usual demanding tone.

"Eh?" Was all that I could come out of my mouth at that point; It was so sudden and out of nowhere.

"I said start packing. We're leaving in 48 hours." Couldn't he just say 2 days?

"Um sure dad, I'll get started on that…"

"It's sir to you young lady."

"Ok dad- I mean sir." I said rolling my eyes as I walked away, asking no questions.

Since I was 6, I lived with my dad since my mom and my little sister, Hanabi left us behind. Something about irreconcilable differences I believe. Ever since, I haven't seen my mother again. Sure, we talk every now and again, but not very often.

My dad was businessman, a very rich businessman who now own our family business, Hyuga Enterprises. I don't really know what's done there, I never took that time to ask my dad what was the point of the business; I wasn't particularly interested.

Ever since she left, I became more in touch with my… ahem… Masculine side and became a tomboy. I wore boy clothes, played sports, ya know, boy stuff. My father didn't have much to say about it actually. It didn't really bother him, as far as I know.

Packing all of my stuff was hard work considering all the stuff I had. I was rich after all. Wait, scratch that, my dad was rich, I just benefited from the fact that he was rich getting everything I wanted. Surprisingly, I didn't turn out to be a prissy spoiled rich girl like some of the girls I went to school with. As a matter of fact, my school was filled with them. That's why, I mostly stood alone instead of in a crowd because most of the people in that private school looked down on me because I don't act as if I belong in high society. Nice folks, huh?

As the day of the move grew closer, the more excited I became. It meant a new start for me, away from the people I despised, and everything that irritated me.

On the last day in that house, I made it my top priority to celebrate… secretly of course. My dad had a huge bar in the basement that was off limits to a minor like me, but that day, I was feeling sneaky. My dad wasn't going to be home until late at night so I took it upon myself to grab one of the many bottles of vodka and took it up my room for my solitary celebration.

When I got up to my now bare room, I sat on my floor since everything was taken to the new house except for a lone sleeping bag and held the bottle up as if ready to do a toast and I shouted, "To new beginnings!" and started chugging down.

After drinking about half the bottle, my party began. I cranked up some music that echoed through the whole house. Out of drunken stupor, I started dancing and streak through the house naked yelling, "Freedom~! Freedom~!" I went back to my room and grabbed the vodka bottle and continued drinking it until it was empty. Even though drunk, I knew I had to get rid of the bottle. So, like a genius, I threw out of a window. After maybe an hour, the gallon of vodka finally was ready to come out. I rushed into my bathroom and blew chunks like never before. Even single thing I had that day came out of me at once. After flushing the towel, I weakly stood up and walked into my room. My eyes were attached to my sleeping bag as I slowly walked closer to it and then… BANG! I hit face first centimeters away from my sleeping bag and I blacked out.

…..

"Hinata, Hinata, wake up. You're going to be late for school."

W-What? School? So soon?

I opened my eyes and all I could feel massive pain in my head as one hand went directly to my head. Every sound I heard made the pain even more unbearable.

As I finally looked around, I noticed we weren't at our old house anymore but I was in my bed and I had clothes on. I made the assumption that this was the new home. The room was huge of course with white walls and maple wood floors and all of my stuff was in place. Saved me a lot of work whoever did this.

I then noticed an outfit on my bed that looked to be a boys' uniform. There was also something that looked like boob straps that hold them down.

"Dad, why is there a boys' uniform on my bed?" I asked in confusion.

"I'll explain on the way, now get dressed." He said and walked out of my room.

I picked up the straps wondering if they'll hold down my girls considering they're D-cups. I sighed and started putting them on.

After getting dress, I heard a honking horn and figured it was my cue to leave. I put on my clip-on tie and buttoned up my black school blazer and looked at myself in the mirror. I really looked like a dude. I was glad at that moment that I cut my hair into like a pixie cut haircut when I did. With that thought, I left to find my way to the car

…

"What! And all boys' school? Dad, are you insane, I'm not a boy if you hadn't noticed!" I shouted as he drove the car.

"Well you sure can pass for one. Look, you don't have a choice. It's the closest school around and your grades are well above their standards. Oh, and you'll be staying on campus."

My mouth dropped. "On… Campus…?"

"Yes, on campus," My dad said as he stopped the car and got out and went to the trunk to get my suitcase.

I got out and shut the car door and went to the back to the trunk. "I don't think I can do this dad. This is all so sudden." Considering the terrible hangover I was having it was very sudden.

"You don't have a choice," he said as he gave me my suitcase as he close the trunk and then took the suitcase back. "Your new name is Hinori Hyuga. I got your schedule and everything so you can go straight to class. I'll take your suitcase to your dorm room. Now go make me proud." He kissed my forehead and went off.

I sighed. "I'll do my best dad."

I looked at my schedule. "English with Jiraiya sensei. Interesting" I mumbled. I looked at the school. It looked pretty prestigious. There were five huge brick buildings. Two on each side of the bigger 4-story building and I was guessing that was the main building so I walked toward it and went inside and was awe stricken. There was a huge foyer with two staircases on opposite sides and a huge chandelier in the middle.

My schedule said I was to look for room 407 so I went up four flights of stairs to the top floor. When I finally reached room 407, I knocked on the door waiting to be allowed in and walked in. All eyes were on me then.

"Oh look here, we have new meat," The teacher said in a joking matter. "So what's your name son?"

"I'm Hinori Hyuga. How's it hangin'" I said in a sluggish yet casual manly manner.

The boys snickered and the teacher laughed and said, "Nice to meet you Hinori-kun. I'm Jiraiya sensei, your English teacher. Take any empty seat you want."

I obliged and took a window seat next to a sleeping blond in the back. I then started peering out of the window blankly as the teacher started teaching again.

End flashback

And that's how I ended here… Hung-over, confused, and manly.