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Neji's POV
I walked through the big, fancy doors of my brand new, personal hell-to-be – Konoha High.
To cut the long story short, I didn't want to be there. My own cousin, Hinata Hyuga was enrolled there, and from what she said, it wasn't a very pleasant place.
I, however, didn't quite know if I wanted to even find out. The place looked big, and to most people, intimidating. Not me.
Oh no. Nothing ever intimidated me. In fact, it was the other way around. I was the one doing the intimidating.
I sighed, and looked for the front office, where they would hand me my schedule, and a map of the school.
The hallways were quiet – homeroom had already started, and I was quite late. It didn't matter. First days were always like this. Everyone is late, because the idiots always get lost. I just didn't feel like coming early today, that's all.
Most people say I have a temper, and an attitude. I'm a pretty quiet person, though. Not very social. I hate those bakas that are always yelling for attention, and are idiots on purpose. I don't really pay attention to girls either, which had led a lot of people to believe that I am interested in the same sex. Which is not the case whatsoever. I'm 100% straight. I just find most girls to be, simply put, ANNOYING.
And just as I pondered over my thoughts, I ran into someone, sending them back a few paces.
"Damnit... watch where you're going, dumbass." it was a girl. She was pretty small, and had brown buns atop of her head. Her eyes, of which I got a pretty good view of, as she looked up to me, were large, brown doe-like eyes. They were beautiful... Not that'd ever admit it though...
"Hn." Who the hell did she think she was?
She rolled her eyes, 'humphed' and walked away mumbling something about jackasses, or something of the sort. I narrowed my eyes at her, and sighed as I lost sight of her over the long hallway.
Then, it occurred to me, that I still didn't know where the front office was.
'Well.. Isn't that just great. I could've aske- No, no... what am I thinking? I don't ask for help... I'm Hyuga Neji, damnit!'
Sighting once more, I turned sharply on my heel, and walked away, trying to find the damned office.
Now, I figured I had two options. Keep stumbling around the school for the third time and keep looking like an idiot which I continued to do for the next five minutes. Or simply find someone who looked like they knew what they were doing and follow them.
"Alright you two, move it!" a man said sternly shoving two smirking teenagers forward. It's amazing how many things come to you if you just wait. Casually, I followed them. Down the hallways and the stairs that I had just walked through before ending up at thee… front office (surprise, surprise). I walked in after the trio and headed for the reception desk. Behind the closed door I could hear some teacher or maybe the principle chewing the two out. Something about it 'being to early in the semester for this crap' and 'detention'. I turned towards the old lady behind the desk.
"Can I help you?" she asked from behind her glasses that seemed to sit at the end of her nose.
"I'm Neji Hyuga, it's my first day here." I answered quickly.
"Yes, mister Hyuga, welcome to Konoha High," she drawled. She'd said welcome, but I seriously doubt she meant it. "You'll have to fill out some of these forms here."
"My uncle should already have taken care of the paper work," I replied, my narrowing eyes letting her know that I most certainly did not appreciate this delay. It was my first day and already I was about fifteen minutes late. The woman simply shrugged and handed me a form to fill out. I gave something that sounded like a mix between a grunt and a huff. Pulling out one of the pencils from the container on the desk I quickly scrawled down my name, place of birth, the usual things. I heard the door open but of course I didn't spare a glance. One, I didn't have time and two, I'm sure the form was way more interesting that whatever was at the door.
"Mrs. Huxtable?" an unfortunately familiar voice that just might belong to a girl with a set of unfortunately familiar yet luminous (Damnit! Focus!) eyes, suddenly filled the room. Sometimes, I swear destiny hates me.
"Good morning," glasses lady said, suddenly all smiles. "What brings you down here?"
"I was told to drop these forms off at the office," the girl said handing a stack of papers to the woman.
"Thank you dear," the woman continued hurriedly sorting through them. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes before lifting my head up to finally take a look at the girl, who was deliberately ignoringme. After a few minutes, she finally looked my way. Hn. About time. She raised an eyebrow at me skeptically, and then proceeded to head for the door rather quickly. Glad to be rid of her, I turned back to the receptionist.
"Excuse me," the old lady who was still not looking at me, said in her sickly sweet voice to the girl while looking at a pair of papers. "Whose homeroom are you in, and what's your first period?"
"Asuma, and then I have chemistry," the girl answered warily. Her brown eyes darting over towards me then suspiciously, towards the old woman.
"Oh, then that works out perfectly," this woman, correction, this evil woman cackled pleasantly handing me my schedule and map. "Could you please show Neji here to homeroom?" Yep, destiny… freakin' hates me.
"...Why do I gotta do it?" she replied, sounding very annoyed. I turned to look at her. She was raising a brown brow at Mrs. Huxtable, her hand in her hip, and her head tilted to the side. If it weren't for my damn vanity, I would've admitted to myself that she was gorgeous. Beautiful. Cute. Amazingly good-looking. But I didn't. I knew it, I just... didn't feel like acknowledging it.
"Well, because you're on your way to homeroom, of course! And you two have 1st period together, so, please, be a dear, and show him around, alright?"
The girl sighed, and rolled her eyes. "Whatever," she mumbled. Turning to me, she studied me, and sighed once more. "Hurry up. I don't wanna get detention again for taking too long." she mumbled, almost incoherently, and walked gracefully out of the office.
"Good luck, dear." the receptionist called to me. I turned swiftly, handed her the now finished form, turned back to the door, and walked out.
I looked for the girl, and noticed her waiting for me, leaning by the wall. Her arms were crossed over her chest, and her foot was up against the wall she was currently leaning against.
"You ready anytime soon? I don't have all fucking day, you know." she grumbled, finally looking at me.
I frowned at her choice of words. Her voice, however, was musical. I wondered off-offhandedly if she liked to sing.
"Hn." I grunted.
"Whatever," she said, pushing her body from the wall. She walked ahead. "Hurry up, slowpoke." she said over her shoulder, not even sparing a glance back in my direction, as she walked away.
'There's something about her... the way she carries herself, and talks, and acts... the air around her... she certainly has a temper, alright.' I thought.
"C'mon. Asuma-sensei will be fucking pissed if you don't move your damn ass faster, damnit."
I smirked slightly, raising an eyebrow. 'Strong, colorful language... she's the feisty type. Won't take crap from anyone, and sticks to her beliefs...' I observed, and analyzed as she walked fast ahead of me.
"Take in your surroundings. I'm not helping you tomorrow, got it?" she warned, still not looking at me.
It irked me, really, the way she talked to me. Like was a pest. Like she didn't want me around. Like I had ran into her.
I glared at her back for a moment, and then decided to take her advice. I didn't want to ask for more help then I needed to. Hell, I hadn't even asked for help to start with, damnit! Stupid receptionist...
"So, why are you in the school?" she suddenly asked.
"...Hn."
"Wow... That's quite a wide variety of speech ya got there, don'tcha?" she said sarcastically.
She still hadn't even glanced at me since we'd left the office, so I decided to interpret that as a rhetorical question. Of course, there was still that little part of my brain that made me, for a split second, think about actually telling her why I was at this school in the first place. Maybe I should give her an answer. Something other than the ever so popular 'Hn'. It was a simple question that had an almost but not quite as simple answer and, after all, it was my first day, I only knew one person in the whole school, it couldn't hurt to at least make an acquaintance right? So why shouldn't I answer her?
Because, you're Neji Hyuga, duh!
It's amazing what the human brain can come up with when it tries.
We finally stopped in front of a classroom. The girl silently opened the door, and tried to slip inside as quietly as she could. I glanced up at the clock, I wasn't that late was I?
"W-" quick as a flash, she had a figure up to my lips indicating for me to shut my mouth. It would have been a laughable position if her eyes hadn't been serious. Dead serious. Silently, she dragged me inside, hoping that the silent buzz of the other students would cover up the noise of our entry. In front of them, a man was standing in front of a black board writing something down. She let go of my arm, and as silently as she'd entered, she headed for an empty seat in the back.
"Tenten," the teacher named Asuma, said, turning around and pointing to the bored expression on his face. "This is me not laughing." The girl stopped dead in her tracks. "Mind explaining to me…?" He looked at the other figure who had stepped into the room, namely me, and smiled. He had brown eyes, short black hair and a beard. "Neji Hyuga, right?" he asked. I nodded.
"Alright, I'll let you off the hook this time," he grinned, glancing over at Tenten he looked back over at me. "Would you mind filling this out?" he asked handing me a sheet of paper. I just stared at him, "Just kidding," he grinned pulling the paper back "Sit anywhere you want... and no, that does give you the right to sit on another student." Repeat performance in the 'no response' department.
"Tough crowd," he mumbled to himself. "Why don't you take a seat right next to... Lee over there? Nobody's sitting next to him."
'Gee, I wonder why?' I thought to myself, as I made my way towards the kid Sarutobi-Sensei pointed to.
"Hello there! I, am the Leaf Village's handsome devil! My name is Rock Lee! You, must be youthful Hyuga-san!" a boy dressed in green spandex, and orange legwarmers, said. Or - rather, exclaimed. He was quite - interesting-looking. Aside form the – abnormal clothes, the guy had a bowl hair cut, and disturbingly enormous eyebrows. His eyes weren't any more normal. They were round... Like a bug's. He was quite a sight, alright.
"...Hn." was all I said, as I took my seat next to the boy silently, and then proceeded to ignore him.
"Alright kids. Pay attention, because, believe it or not, you'll care about this. Well... some of you will anyway," he said, looking at a piece of paper in his hand. "Now, raise your hand if you are taking the Teen Living class." he said, looking around his classroom.
I looked at my schedule, and took notice that it happened to be my 3rd period.
"As in, this semester?" I heard a familiar female voice call out.
"Yes." Asuma-sensei answered.
I looked at my schedule once again. Yep. I had it. I didn't know what that had to do with anything, but I sighed, and raised my hand.
"Kurenai-sensei wants to let you guys know that the restaurant activity for the etiquette unit will be the tenth of this month," he said.
"...Ehh - What's today's date again?" someone asked.
"It's the fourth. Just remember to have your permission slip signed, and turn them in to her. She wants them by Thursday, the day before the activity."
I was lost in their words. I had absolutely no idea what the hell they were talking about, and it irritated me. I had the class after all, didn't I? Hn.
"Oh, that's right, Neji. What period do you have Teen Living?" Asuma asked, taking out a cigarette.
...Isn't it – illegal to smoke in class?
"...Asuma-sensei." the girl from before raised her hand.
"Yes?" he said, turning to look at her.
"There's only one Teen Living period per semester..." she said, looking dead-serious.
"...Oh."
I raised an eyebrow, and tried to figure it out in my head.
"So, yes, genius. You have Teen Living for 3rd period." she said, in an annoyed voice.
I narrowed my eyes at her tone, and glared at my desk.
"Well. Since it's clear that you two are clashing so much, Tenten," Asuma-sensei turned to to the brunette. "You will be showing Neji around the school."
She started to protest. Her eyes wide with anger, and annoyance. "What? But why-!"
"Because I said so. And-"
"It's not necessary." I said, through my gritted teeth. She was really starting to get on my nerves...
"Neji, Tenten, you two will do as I say." Asuma-sensei said. His tone was menacing. Even I knew not to mess with him. I didn't know him, but I knew he know meant business.
"But Asuma-sens-!"
"No, Tenten. You will do as I say. Got it? From now on, you two will be the best of friends." he declared, and walked back to his desk. The rest of the class knew not to even comment on the subject, so they all just went back to their own business.
"...Damnit." I said.
"Great. Just FUCKING great!" I could hear her fussing behind me.
"It's alright, Tennie! Don't worry, I'm sure he won't be that bad." a blonde girl with her hair up in 4 ponytails tried to comfort her. Her voice, however, gave her true intentions away – she was the teasing type.
"DON'T CALL ME 'TENNIE', DAMNIT!" 'Tennie' screeched.
I turned to look at her in annoyance. Must she be so loud? She noticed me glaring, and she narrowed her eyes.
"...Go bald, Hyuga. Go bald." she said, glaring at me.
I narrowed my own pair of eyes, and sent a cold glare towards her, and turned around.
'Go bald? What the hell...? But then again... if there's something I absolutely do not want to become, is bald... damnit. How did she know my hair was my weak spot.' My hand reached towards my long mane unconsciously.
I sighed. 'Hell will be worse than I initially imagined... Damn this.'
A/N~ "Go bald, Hyuga. Go bald." gotta say, I love that line (: I mean, CAN YOU IMAGINE A BALD NEJI? I THINK NOT! IT ALMOST SOUNDS -BLASPHEMOUS! O:
Neji is kind of OOC... yeah. I know (WE BOTH DO)
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