Disclaimer: I do not own anything Naruto related except for the plot. Please don't sue me. I have nothing for you to gain, anyway...

Warning: Rated T for language, suggestive comments, and future chapters.

This is just the intro, people. Sorry it's super short. It's called a 'Hook', for those of you who are not English freaks. But please try to enjoy anyway!

Behind every beautiful thing, there is some kind of pain.

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Naruto

I looked up, meeting the eyes of a girl in my class who had been staring at me. I merely smiled, yet her face turned red enough to rival a fire truck and she spiraled into a fit of giggles behind her book. She gently nudged the girl next to her in the ribs, who then began whispering back to Girl #1. They both began to giggle again.

I sighed, leaning back in my chair. I placed my hands behind my head, content, glancing around the room casually. Another girl was looking at me, so I winked at her. She lifted the corner of her mouth in a sly smile, blushing slightly, then did the ultimate girl sign by flipping her hair back with her hand in a flirtatious way. I smirked.

My head throbbed, but I tired to ignore the usual aftereffect of my long nights. The bell rang, as if to punish me for me law breaking the previous night, making the slight throbbing of my alcohol-induced headache increase to a pounding. A small groan escaped my lips as I stood up and pulled my over-weight backpack onto my shoulder.

Once I exited the room, a group of teenage girls stopped and gaped. I smirked, listening to the whispers that circulated the group like wild fire.

"Oh my gawd. It's him!"

"Is he looking at me?"

"He's such a god!"

"I can't believe he's single!"

"Have you guys seen his abs? W-O-W."

I began to pass them when one brave girl spoke to me from the group.

"Hey, Uzumaki." The other girls stared at her, shocked, then erupted in the famous middle-school-girl giggles. I winked at the brave girl and she about fainted.

I stopped by my locker to deposit a few books from previous classes, then headed for my next class, Government. As I entered the room, a small figure rammed into me. She stumbled back, and I grabbed her arm to keep her from falling. She straightened up and immediately yanked her arm out of my hand as if I'd burned her. I looked down at her and realized I had never seen her before.

"Whoa there. Sorry 'bout that. I'm a better wall then a door," I apologized. Instead of accepting my apology or apologizing herself for ramming into me, she attempted to push past me to leave. I moved into her pathway to stop her. "You're new here, aren't you?" I commented casually.

"As a matter of fact, I am. But what's it matter to you?" she spat. So this girl was feisty, huh?

"Well, we should get to know each other," I hinted, ignoring her question.

A look of disgust covered her face. "Ugh. Are you serious? I'll pass." She pushed me aside, rolling her eyes, leaving me to ponder who this new girl would end up to be. Pink hair, short skirt, knee high boots. I watched as she walked down the hall alone, making a mental note to turn her attitude about me around.

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After I left Government and walked into my math class, I found out Pinky and I had at least one class together. I smirked at her and took my seat behind her. She glanced at me then quickly averted her gaze, rolling her emerald eyes in the process.

A black haired man in a green suit entered the room as the bell rang, shutting the door behind him. He went to the front of the room and smiled at our class, checking for absences. Like always during attendance, I dozed off, absentmindedly doodling little ninja stick figures on my notebook. Gai-sensei spoke at one point, but I didn't care enough for what the stupid looking man was saying to pay any attention, like usual. A paper was handed back to me and I began doodling on it instead of my notebook. I didn't snap to attention until the goofy looking sensei stood before me with a green box. He sat there, looking expectantly at me. When I didn't move, he spoke.

"Just draw a name, my youthful student. Don't worry! I didn't put any snapping turtles inside it!" He stuck his thumb out and winked at me.

Creepy.

Reluctantly, I reached into the box and pulled out the first slip of paper to touch my fingers. Gai-sensei moved on to the next person before I even knew what was suppose to be on the piece of paper.

Inuzuka, Kiba

Still confused, I nodded at Kiba and he stood up with his backpack, then took the seat next to me.

"What are we doing?" I asked, clueless.

"The worksheet, baka," Kiba responded, opening his book. I could hear him mutter a string of insults under his breath about my ability to pay attention. I smirked, not giving a damn what he thought about my intelligence. In fact, I was a lot more academically capable than he thought.

"New girl's a hottie, huh?" I asked in any attempt to start conversation with my friend. And avoid work.

"I guess. Nice ass," he replied, staring at the back of the girl's skirt as she got up to find her own partner. "I've seen better, though." We both knew who he was talking about. And I secretly agreed, but I'd never tell Kiba that, unless I wanted to die.

"Just ask her out again, holy crap, Kiba. If you think she's that hot, then don't ya think you should do something about it, like ask her out?" I asked, trying to play the role of his innocent friend.

"Who do you think I am? You? I don't date girls 'cuz I think they're hot, dude. She knows that, anyway." I watched as his defenses rose, protecting the girl he wanted so much to love him. I kept up with my role as the third wheel, not wanting to interfere.

"Okay, fine. Whatever. Let's just get this damn assignment done and over with. . . ." I said, dropping the subject of girls. I pulled my math book out, forgetting about girls in our blockade of math questions.

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Okay, so how was it? Were there any mistakes I should look out for in the next chapter? Should I write a next chapter? Tell me, pretty please! Yes, click the button. Click it. Click it. Anyway, sorry this was short, again. But the next one I promise to be much longer. Much.

~AnaMarie

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