Dance Like No One's Watching
Even if you can't dance at all
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Disclaimer:
Hahah. I wished I owned Naruto.
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Chapter One—The Great Escape
"Are you sure this is okay…?" She asked timidly, peering over her mother's side.
"Sh…" Her mother said, patting her daughter on the back. "Be quiet for a second, alright?" She smiled at her daughter, as if she was assuring her that everything would be fine.
Though, at the age of seven, the girl knew already what was going on. She knew that something bad was going to happen, even though her mother didn't want her to know. "Mommy… where's daddy?" She asked quietly, peering up at her mother.
The mother stiffened a bit, but that went unnoticed by her daughter. "Daddy's in a better place now," she said with a little smile. It looked forced to her daughter, who knew her mother's real smile.
The two of them hurried across the darkened terrain before stopping and crouching behind a small bush. The daughter didn't make any noise, hoping that this was what her mother wanted. She was always the one trying to make her mother proud by her actions. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her mother kneel down to the floor, coughing out blood. Startled, the young girl started looking around, looking for some water that her mother could drink.
"D-Don't worry," the mother choked out, looking at her frantic daughter. "I'll be joining your dad soon… don't worry so much—"
Staring at her mother in horror, the young girl cried. Her mother collapsed, saying one last thing before her daughter burst into sobs.
"Don't cry… Tenten…"
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"Ugh…"
The rocking of her room was what had awaken her. The empty feeling in her stomach also woke her up, and she felt like she had thrown up earlier. It took her a few moments to realize that she had threw up earlier.
Nevertheless, it is to say that she wasn't exactly in her best mood. Throwing her covers off of her, the young teen sat upright on her small bed, putting her head in her heads, groaning.
The same dream had been replaying night after night, and she couldn't get it out of her head. She thought that maybe, just maybe, taking this trip would get her mind off of it. But of course, like all her other attempts to forget about that awful night, it failed.
But sailing in a ship a thousand miles (probably) from any land, she couldn't just get off. She stood up, rubbing her eye. She looked at herself in the small mirror hanging on the wall that they had provided her with.
Staring into her own chocolate eyes, she couldn't help but think that she looked average, and maybe even lower. Her messy, long and somewhat oily brown hair was in twists and knots, probably from her constant movements in bed. She sighed, scratching a mosquito bite she had gotten overnight on her arm. And she had thought that this trip was worth it.
Shaking her head, she walked over to her small suitcase, filled with her clothes and her other duffel bag filled with her possessions. She zipped open her suitcase, and took out some clean clothes for her to change into before she went to the bathroom.
As soon as she was changed, she took one last look in the mirror, fumbling with some body pins for her hair. Putting one strand of hair behind her hair, she smiled at her reflection. Even though she thought she never looked spectacular, she liked how she looked now.
'Better get going. Don't want to be late for my first day on the brand new ship, now do I?'
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'I really shouldn't be here…'
Doubting herself once again, Tenten looked out into the clear blue sea, leaning against the ship's railings. She had gotten seasick yesterday, which actually was her first day here. She had yet gotten used to the rocking of the boat and the shining sun always in the sky. It was as if someone had pasted it there, Tenten had once thought grimly when the sun wouldn't stop shining at her.
She had just boarded the ship yesterday, which seemed less than an hour ago to Tenten. She had somehow gotten her hands on this flyer, which stated that there was a summer program for ages fourteen through sixteen on the brand new ship, which had been tested for any glitches.
It was an all paid trip, meaning that you didn't need to pay anything to get in. Well, there was the dollar bill needed, (and Tenten had yet figure out why they wanted a dollar bill from each of them) but still, it was a lot cheaper than all those five star cruises.
Only teens were on the ship, with the exception of the crews on the ship. And the lifeguard, too. If that even counted. Normally, Tenten would have thought that it was some kind of hoax. Really, what kind of company gives away free trips to teens? That was what she had thought, and she had wanted to crumple the paper up, and throw it in the trashcan. But as soon as her eye caught 'free food', she had signed up immediately.
Hey, if there's free food, might as well go, right?
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After retreating from the blinding sun, Tenten had walked down to the dining room, scouting around to see if breakfast was being served. It was usually served around nine, from what she had read in the pamphlet.
She had a grin on her face as soon as she saw the food out on the blue clothed tables. Looking around, Tenten saw different varieties set out. There were bread, muffins, cupcakes, biscuits, croissants and the rest of the first level in the food pyramid. Walking towards the croissants and the biscuits, Tenten scanned the groups of teens around circular tables (where apparently was where they put their food and eat).
She narrowed her eyes at a group of very skinny girls, all wearing short skirts and skimpy tank tops. 'I came here to go away from all the cliques and groups in high school. And now they're here too? You have got to be kidding me…'
Tenten shook her head as she got herself a Styrofoam plate, and putting some bread on it. After she was satisfied with the food she had on her plate, she walked happily back to her room, hoping to get some things done in there.
She chewed on a piece of biscuit as she walked slowly to her room, absorbing in the smell of the salty ocean and the sound of the seagulls above her. She closed her eyes for a brief moment, hoping to get a better view of it, but instead she bumped into someone, making her land on the floor with a thud, and her plate flying.
"I'm so sorry!" A feminine voice piped up while Tenten sat on the floor, rubbing her arm which had hit the wall when she fell down.
"It's alright…" Tenten said, opening her eyes.
As soon as she did though, she only saw scrambles of pink. After realization dawned to her, though, she realized that the teen had pink hair, and that she was scrambling around to pick up the food that was dropped on the floor. The girl's items were on the floor too, which seemed to consist of some kind of painting set.
The girl got up, picking up the plate and her painting set. "I'm sorry," she apologized once again. "You can't really eat these after it fell to the floor…" She said in an apologetic tone.
The girl, Tenten noticed, also had emerald eyes. It was an odd combination, though. Tenten snapped out of her thought as she stared at the girl in front of her, who was holding out the plate expectantly for Tenten to take it back. She did so, and the girl smiled nervously at her before apologizing once more, and walking back to where she was heading.
And to think, all of that happened, with Tenten still in daze, she didn't even catch her name.
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Sighing out of frustration, Tenten slumped in her bed. Most of her frustration was well, because her breakfast had been dumped on the floor. And the other small part was that nearly half the day was over, and she hadn't even gotten to do something fun yet.
…And maybe part of that reason was because she had spent all her time in her room, not even doing anything.
Tenten sighed once again, before standing up. She looked around the room, wrinkling her forehead. The room was plain, with one bed off to the side, a small table and a small drawer for her clothes. Not that she even bothered to unpack, seeing as though it was only gonna be some few days on her trip.
…At least she thought it was a few days. She had spaced out a little imagining eating free food…
There was a knock on the door, which interrupted Tenten's thoughts. She walked to the door quickly (but it wasn't that quickly—there were at least four steps to the door) and opened it. There was this blonde at the door, with streaks of blue in her hair. She dressed like she was going to a party, which seemed like there was one happening right now.
"Hey," she started, looking at Tenten with her blue eyes. "There's a party down in the ball room. Why aren't you there?"
Tenten stared at her with a raised brow. Now, why was there a stranger—stranger, meaning that someone that she didn't know—was standing in front of her room, telling her that there's a party and asking her why wasn't she there?
"Uh… I didn't know there was one," Tenten lied.
Of course she knew there was one. There was one every night. It was even listed in the pamphlet for god's sake!
The blonde raised a brow, but backed off slowly. "Okay then… it seemed weird for you being the only person who isn't at the party… See you around, I guess," she said, walking away.
Tenten poked her head out, and looked after her. Was she really that weird, not wanting to go to a party? It was really bothersome, to her at least. There was a party every night they were there, so why bother go every single night? Tenten scrunched her brow as she closed the door.
She took a quick look at the digital clock she brought along. 5:00. Didn't seem that late for a party. Last night's party had started at 9, and part of the reason why she didn't attend to it. …The other part was that she was too busy throwing up, but what does a few details matter?
She sat in the chair, tapping her fingers on the small desk. She sighed again, totally bored out of her mind. Now… going to the party…
She shook her head, immediately regretting thinking of that. She was against parties. Especially if there was any beer or smoking. But… this was a party on a ship, meaning there must be some adult supervision… Tenten grinned to herself.
She hurried to her suitcase, to see if there was any kind of party outfit that she had brought onboard. Knowing already that there probably wasn't any, she sat on the floor, scrunching her brow.
And then she thought of something…
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"What are we going to do now!?"
The blonde paced back and forth, rubbing his chin. His cerulean eyes seemed deep in thought, as he paced in front of an older teen. "How can we be late?!" He threw his arms in the arm, finally sitting on the ground in defeat.
"Naruto," another teen said. "You read the pamphlet wrong, that's how," he rolled his eyes at the blonde.
"No I did not!" Naruto, the blonde, defended himself, standing up once again. "It specifically said 6 PM on the 5th!"
"And what day is this?" The teen drawled on.
"The 5th!"
"It's the sixth you idiot!" The silent one barked, now growing tired on their rambles.
Naruto seemed a bit quiet, after the silent one's outburst. "…Really?"
The older teen rubbed his temples, while the other teen sighed. There were three of them on the dock, supposedly waiting for the ship that had left twenty-four hours ago. Beside them were their suitcases, which one of them was sitting on.
"How are we going to get on it now?!" Naruto shouted, pacing once again.
"We don't," the one sitting on the suitcase said, looking up into the star filled sky.
The older one stood up, glaring at the two. "Yes, we are still getting to that ship."
Naruto looked up at him with a confused face. "What?! How are we going to do that?!"
"Troublesome…"
"How else?" He smirked.
"We swim."
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"I'm going to kill him…"
He closed his eyes in annoyance, trying not to get frustrated so fast. He would always close his eyes whenever he was frustrated. It turned into a habit, ever since he had… accidentally nearly killed that kid who pissed him off. He went to therapy after that, but that didn't matter.
He heard a footstep behind him. He twisted his head around to see who had intruded on his peace and quiet. He narrowed his eyes as he saw who it was.
It was a girl. Around his age, he could see. Under her arm, she had a canvas. 'A painter?'
But what he narrowed his eyes at was the hair. It was pink… and only one person he knew had pink hair.
"I-I'm sorry," she apologized. "I—"
He turned away, tuned her out and closed his eyes before she even had a chance to finish. He heard her shift away a bit, before walking away with another apologetic, "Sorry."
He opened his eyes, looking up into the full moon. His phone rang at the exact same time, making him grunt. He flipped open the phone putting it to his ear.
"What?" He grunted out.
"Look out for us. We're swimming."
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"Why aren't they here yet…?"
Over on the other ship of the boat, a young teen kept peering out of the side of the boat, constantly checking for something.
It wasn't less than an hour ago when she received a call from her cousin saying that they had missed the boat by a day. She herself kind of figured that out when they weren't here yesterday, but had nodded and assured her cousin that she would be fine without him. It was only for a day, she had said to him.
But then it would be two counting today if he didn't show up, she had thought minutes before. And it wasn't even half an hour ago before she had received another call from her cousin saying that he and his friends had gotten a plan to get on the boat.
She, of course, had protested against it, since she didn't want anything to happen to her cousin and his friends. But he didn't listen, like always, and said it was his duty (at that word, she had heard snickering over the phone, with words of, "You said duty!", and a hard smack) to accompany her on the ship by his uncle (which was her father).
"I hope they're okay…"
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"Perfect."
Tenten grinned at herself in the small mirror. 'Just the way I want it…' She pushed back a scarlet piece on hair from her face. She adjusted her black beret she had found deep in her duffel bag on her head. Her bangles shook as she moved her hands, and Tenten grinned once again. She didn't dress anyway special, that was for sure.
Simple jeans, and a black T-shirt.
Well, the jeans she had slashed the thigh part with her scissor, and her black T-shirt, she had splattered with paint she had found also in her duffel bag.
But Tenten rather liked the outfit. It was… unique. Something that she was sure no one would have worn ever before. Her hair was in nothing special too. It was in one bun, and inside the beret.
But one thing was different about it though. Tenten grinned as she stepped out the door.
She had dyed it scarlet.
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Oh my wows. Another story, ick. But I promise, this story is going to be short(: …Well, as short as I'm gonna make it. And I intend to make it less than 10 chapters. This was just something to get my mind off school and my other stories… like a little break(x
The title of this chapter, is actually a song. The Great Escape By: Boys Like Girls. It's a good song(: I don't know what is up with me making the song titles as chapter titles… Well, I was listening to the song when I thought of it(:
And I have no idea what is up with me and dancing these past few days. But I rather like the title:) Don't you? Lols. I guess it means… don't be afraid to do something even if you're not good at it… like… try something new :D Lols. I don't know.
Whipped :D
Coffee(:
Life's tough. Get a helmet(;
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