Title: 140 Days with Mr. Popular
By: orenjiismile
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. I just own this piece of lint. D;
Pairing: Naruto x Ino and many complications to follow.
Warning: PG-13, Language, My retarded jokes
Summary: "And now, you belong to me." Mr. Popular said to the Bitch.
Glossary;
(In order of appearance)
Saranghae – I love you
Babo – Idiot
Aish – Sound of frustration
Ganji – It's a bit hard to explain. It's a type of fashion…like "well coordinated hip hop" street wear.
Kingka – Self-explanatory. The male "Ruler" or "King" of a school.
Otteoke – What do I do?
Aigoo - It's also a tad hard to explain...but it's something you say when something bad happens.
Tteokbokki – Spicy Korean Rice cake
Gangpae - Gangster
Ssagaji – Bastard
Songsaenim - Teacher
iN0; Sakura Baby! I'm so scared for tomorrow…
ANYSTAR; Don't worry babe…I'm sure you'll make lots of friends in no time.
iN0; I'm so nervous…I wish you were here with me….What if I get bullied for being totally Korean even though I'm like 100 percent Japanese? What if they're all Korean people haters?
ANYSTAR; Hey, you were the one that ditched us back here in Seoul! Don't worry; I'll kick their asses all the way back up their mom's uterus if they hurt you. D;
iN0; I wish I didn't move to Japan. I mean, sure I can speak Japanese fluently, but I love living in Korea! My parents want me to "indulge in my Japanese heritage and culture." Fuck…I was perfectly fine in Korea. They're the ones that decided to move from Japan to Korea after their marriage. I was born and raised in Korea! I'm practically Korean!
ANYSTAR; I know man! Most of our friends are Japanese anyway. );
ANYSTAR; Argh, I've got to go now. Sasuke, Chouji, Hinata, Shika and I have this socials project due tomorrow. I'm meeting them in the library in…fuck I'm already late. Take care in Tokyo! If you meet any hot guys get their email addresses for me. ;D! Ino saranghae! DON'T FORGET ME OK? I'll be with you mentally, sexy. ;D WE ALL MISS YOU. CALL ME SOMETIME.
iN0; Aish…fine! Leave me all alone here you big fat ugly babo forehead lady! Bye. TELL THE OTHERS I MISS THEM VERY MUCH!
ANYSTAR; Of course Ino, but we all know you miss me the most. JUST ADMIT IT.
iN0; Get to the damned library before Shikamaru falls asleep waiting for you again.
ANYSTAR; Shut up you.
ANYSTAR is now offline.
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INO'S POV;
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"I would just like to thank you both very much for ruining my life. Don't be surprised if I come home with a black eye, bruises, scratches and my hair completely wrecked." I grumbled to my parents as I pushed the car door open. "Hey, hey, don't be giving me that exasperated look." I added as I stepped out of the car, sending them both death glares.
"Look Ino, we just want-"
I slammed the car door shut.
It's not like I haven't heard that speech before. Yeah okay they want me to learn more about my own culture, yes they want me to experience different things, yes they want the best for me, blah blah what the fuck ever. They might as well just send me to the fucking military.
"Temper temper." A blonde boy commented, smirking. He was pretty cute. I swiftly gave him a once over. Hey, if you were me, you would too. He had this totally hot spiky hair thing going on. I'm not sure if he's naturally blonde, but damn, his hairstylist must be really good. This guy was totally into the Ganji style, something I'm not quite fond of. However, he managed to pull it off really well. He was wearing a baggy orange Abercrombie hoodie; I could see the hem of his white shirt sticking out from the underneath his hoodie, and jean khakis. His large white shoes were kind of bugging me though.
"Yah!" I growled. "Wanna die?" No matter how hot you are, it's never a good idea to mock Yamanaka Ino when she's angry.
"Uh, no, not really." The boy replied, rolling his eyes. "Goddamn, you are pretty rude."
"Aish…" I grumbled to myself. "And you are pretty damn annoying."
I swear I'm usually a pleasant girl. You know the one you'd see shopping with her large group friends? The one with all the hot guys surrounding her? Carrying her large LV bag, with the newest Puma's on the line? The one giving the snotty attitude to the cashier? Okay…maybe I'm not the nicest girl in the world…but hey, at least you're not the one being forced to live in a completely different country.
"You're new." He stated, cocking a brow.
"Wow." I started to clap, "We've got a genius right here!" I shouted, and began pointing at the guy.
"Fuck," He said, smiling, the curves of his dimples appearing. "I don't like you, or your snotty attitude."
It was my turn to raise my brow. I shifted my large Puma bag onto my other shoulder before crossing my arms. "Do I really look like I care?"
He crossed his arms as well. "I talked to you because I thought you were cute. But now that I see you up close, you're pretty damn ugly. I'm going to make your life here a living hell."
"And just how do you think you're going to accomplish that?" I rolled my eyes before sending him a pointed look.
He didn't answer.
But it was soon obvious to me.
Two other (did I mention totally hot?) guys appeared behind him and they dragged him off, sending curious glances at me.
Then the girls behind me started to giggle and point at the group of guys.
Fuck.
Realization just hit me.
I just messed with Mr. Popular.
Or as we would have called him back in Korea, the Kingka.
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"Otteoke?" I cried to myself as I stomped into the school, ignoring the stares being sent my way.
I am so screwed now.
How was I supposed to know I was messing with the popular kid?
Man that used to be my job.
I used to be the one making the lives of new kids' hell.
I approached the office, clutching tightly on to my bag with my right hand. I let out a small breath of anxiousness before ringing the bell on the counter.
"Um…excuse me?" I asked, using my sweetest voice.
"Oh! Good morning!" A pleasant looking lady approached the counter, smiling blithely at me. She looked about 25. "Is there something you need?"
"Yes. I am the new student. The one from Korea? Yamanaka Ino?" I stroked the bottom of my hair. "I need my schedule and such."
"Right this way my dear!" When she smiled her eyes turned into crescents. It was so cute. She was actually very pretty. She had curly raven hair and large dark eyes to contrast her pale skin.
The lady led me across the hall and through a glass door. Her black heels clicked with each step she took. As we neared a wooden door, she smoothed her pink suit down, coughed and knocked twice.
"Come in!"
We stepped into a room.
It was a finely furnished room. Maroon velvet curtains hung from the windows, the carpeting was velvet, hell, even the fabric of the furniture was velvet. Velvet freak much?
"This is Yamanaka Ino." The lady said, gesturing to me.
The man sitting behind the large oak desk grinned at me. "Hello Ino. I've been expecting you."
With that, the lady bowed before exiting the room.
"Good Morning Mr. Mitsuhara." I had briefly looked over the school pamphlet on the car-ride here.
"Good morning Ino! Take a seat." He motioned towards the large chairs in front of his desk.
I nodded, bowed, before sliding into a seat.
"All the way from Korea eh?" He asked, laughing. "I've been there quite a few times. I adore the food there."
I grinned. "I love tteokbokki."
Damn. I bit my lip. That kind of sounded stupid.
The principal laughed again, before his expression turned all business like. "Welcome to Japan Ino! Don't you worry about adjusting here; we have many students from many diverse ethnicities. Everyone here is very friendly."
I nodded, folding my hands neatly across my lap. I had to admit, the blonde kid did have good intentions.
Aigoo…me and my stupid temper problems.
"At JN Sanzo High School we offer tons of courses. We assure our students here receive the best education. We put the money your parents pay to good use." He continued, shuffling the papers on his desk.
"We have an indoor and outdoor swimming pool for the use of our entire student body. Hot tub included. You will need your Student ID to get in though, just slide it in the door. We also have two tennis courts and a track-and-field area. Beyond that is our 3 acre field."
I resisted the urge to yawn. We had all that and even more at my school in Korea.
"As you can probably tell, we are great enthusiasts of sports; however, we pay great attention to academics as well. The library is across from the school. You will find all the needed encyclopaedias, dictionaries, resources, historical works, classical fictions and much more there. Adjacent from that is the computer lab building. We have the newest computers on the line there. Beside that building is the science lab with the most updated technology. Next to that would be our greenhouse. You are encouraged to take these resources to your advantage, but once again to get in, you require your student ID. There is also a separate building for our weight room, Foods Class, Textiles Class and Physical Education class."
I grinned and resisted the urge to rub my hands together. Finally, some juicy stuff.
"Of course to study well, it is necessary for our students to eat healthy. Our school cafeteria is run by the best caterers in the province. Your food is always prepared fresh. However, if you arrive early in the morning or if you are staying late after school, you may feel free to lounge in the hollow room across from the cafeteria. There is a "snack shack" available there. If you have a spare block you may either choose to spend your time there or in the game room. I don't think I need to go in full detail with the game room. It's pretty self-explanatory."
"Thanks." I responded, smiling politely. I guess this school is pretty impressive.
"Well, here's your schedule." Mr. Mitsuhara ran a hand through his dark locks before handing me a piece of paper and two locks.
"We run our school mostly the typical Japanese standard way. You take all your classes in the same room, except for the ones specified. The only differences are that you do get lockers. One is for general use and the other for Physical Education use. You take lunch in the Cafeteria. Our school schedules work like this. On Mondays it starts off with Day One and then on Tuesdays its Day Two, then on Wednesday it goes back to Day One and then so on. "
I took out my Pucca folder and set my schedule on top of it. Tucking strand of blonde hair behind my ear, I quickly examined it.
Ino Yamanaka;
Student ID# 4207
Locker Combination A: 7-16-27
Locker Combination B: 16-27-16
Day One:
First Bell: 8:10am
Late Bell: 8:15am
Block A (8:15 to 9:35)
- Language Arts: Japanese
- Room A11A
Block B (9:40 to 11:00)
- Social Studies
- Room A11A
Break (11:00 to 11:10)
Block C (11:10 to 12:35)
- Chemistry
- Science Building
Lunch (12:35 to 1:35)
- Cafeteria
Block D (1:35 to 2:55)
- Physical Education
- Physical Education Building
Day Two:
First Bell: 8:10am
Late Bell: 8:15am
Block A (8:15 to 9:35)
- Foods Grade 11 and 12
- Foods Building
Block B (9:40 to 11:00)
- Physics
- Room A11A
Break (11:00 to 11:10)
Block C (11:10 to 12:35)
- Biology
- Room A11A
- Sometimes Greenhouse or Science Building; depends on unit of study
Lunch (12:35 to 1:35)
- Cafeteria
Block D (1:35 to 2:55)
- Math 11 Advanced Placement
- Room A11A
"Before I send you off, I would just like to say that I'm sure you'll make lots of new friends here. We have an endless amount of clubs that you can decide on joining. There's a list outside of the office. If you are having any troubles you may see one of our many helpful school counsellors. Ms. Takada, the one that brought you to my room is a good choice." Mr. Mitsuhara's voice softened.
"I know it's hard being a new student in a new school, especially in the middle of the first semester. Not only that, you're from a different country! So please, if there's anything we can help you with, feel free to tell us immediately." He sounded concerned, but a bit cautious as well.
I brushed the odd feeling off and just bowed, smiling gratefully. "Thank you very much Mr. Mitsuhara. I will be sure to do so if anything bothers me."
Sighing (in what seemed to be a breath of relief), he offered his hand out and we shook hands. "I'll send you one of our top students to usher you around the school for the week."
"Oh no!" I protested, holding up both hands, my bracelets clinking happily together, "It's quite all right, I'll be fine myself."
"Our school is fairly large, I insist." He insisted.
"No, really, I'll be fine." I smiled. "I want to get to know this school by myself."
Mr. Mitsuhara hesitated before replying. "Just the first day then, deal?"
Giggling, I nodded. "Deal." I then slid my schedule in my folder and my locks into my bag.
He dialled something on the black phone placed on his desk before picking it up. "Ms. K?"
I assumed he was talking to the secretary.
"Please send Ms. Tenten into my office please."
Five minutes later, a small petite girl entered the room. She was wearing the school uniform; a red collared sailor blouse and a red pleated skirt. Her raven hair was tied up (with pink lace) into two buns at the sides of her head.
"Good morning Mr. Mitsuhara!" She greeted, dipping into a low bow. "What can I do for you today?"
"Please show our new student Ino Yamanaka around the school for today. I'm sure the two of you have similar schedules."
"Alright." Tenten hesitated before responding.
"Great!" He smiled at the two of us before ushering us out the door. "Now take Ino to Block A."
We waved to him as he shut the door.
"Hi. I'm Tenten." The girl smiled at me, offering her hand out.
Urgh. I know what type she is already. The smartass rich kid. Probably straight A's in all her AP classes, teacher's pet, principal's pet, damn, probably even the friggen superintendent's pet.
"Ino." I took her hand and shook it lightly before quickly releasing it.
"I'm sure you'll love it here. You're from Korea I hear? Everyone's so stoked to meet you." Dude, once this girl starts it seems like she'll never shut up.
"Yeah, it's pretty awesome there." I nodded, trying very hard to sound like I care.
"Mr. Mitsuhara was right; we do have the exact same classes." She said after I handed her my schedule.
When we arrived in our classroom, Tenten slid the door open and everyone immediately stopped chattering. All eyes turned to focus on me. I flipped my blonde hair over my shoulder for good measure.
"Ah! Tenten has brought back our new student! Everyone please welcome Yamanaka Ino." The teacher announced before turning to us and smiling cheerfully.
I noticed exactly four odd things about the teacher.
1. He was wearing a bandana around his neck.
3. He had silver hair.
4. He looked about 20 years old. Isn't he a bit too young to be "giving us the best education we can receive" ?
5. He looked like what we would call gangpae in Korean, also known as gangster.
"That's Kakashi-sensei. He's so weird. He's usually late like half an hour for class…and that's on his good days." Tenten whispered to me, before leading me to the front of the class.
"Oh fuck." Someone shouted from their seat. "It's that rude bitch from this morning."
Tenten's eyes widened before her previously soft expression hardened into a glare. The entire atmosphere of the room changed. Everyone got tense and started to send me heated looks (of doom. I could practically feel myself melting. I'm serious).
"Shut up Naruto." The teacher yelled, before waving Tenten off. "Ms. Yamanaka would you like to tell us about yourself?"
"Um." I started, trying to pin point where in the world that blonde asshole sat. When I caught site of his bright blinding mess of hair, I sent him the darkest, most evil, petrifying glare I could muster up. He merely gave me the finger in response.
The class was still sending me chilling looks. Damn this was like a Korean drama. Why the hell did I fuck with that Naruto kid?
"I'm Ino. I'm from Korea; I hope to make lots of friends here." With that finished, I bowed.
"Thank you Ino." He glanced around the classroom, "Where shall we seat you? Ah, since Naruto-kun was so ecstatic about your presence, why don't you sit next to him?"
Oh my god.
This teacher is seriously trying to kill me.
"But Kakashi-sensei! I want to sit next to Naruto-kun!" A girl interrupted, and waved her arms in the air.
"Me too!"
"Same here!"
"Yeah how come that ugly new girl gets to sit next to him?"
…
I'll definitely be going home with some bruises tonight.
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"Lend me a pencil rude girl." Naruto poked me for the umpteenth time.
"Get your own damn pencil, ssagaji." I hissed, trying to copy down the socials notes Iruka-songsaenim was dictating.
"Ssagaji?" Naruto threw his eraser at me. "Don't call me a bastard!"
I stopped and my attention snapped onto him. "You can understand Korean?"
"Yeah. I'm talented like that." He leaned back in his seat, smirking like a smug ssagaji.
"Fuck you." I snarled, picking up my pencil again.
"I know, practically everyone wants to."
What a dumbass.
He's laughing at his own joke.
"Mika-chan! Lend me a pencil would you?" He then turned around to ask the blushing girl behind him. She fanned herself and immediately handed him her pencil.
"Anything for Naruto-kun!" She giggled.
Naruto turned to me and winked. "It's going to be so easy making your life hell."
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Soon lunch arrived and still no one had talked to me, courtesy of the dumbshit Naruto of course. So far, he's really succeeded in making my life hell. All the teachers were scared of him, except for Kakashi-songsaenim and Iruka-songsaenim.
Because of Naruto, I've been pelted with spit balls, remarks of distain and continuously stalked by his scary group of fan girls.
Urgh, whatever. I'm hotter than all of them anyway.
Tenten had totally ditched me. Her (ugly-ass nerdy) friends and her brushed past me on their way out of class.
I got my lunch and looked for a suitable place to sit. I stood there for five minutes while all the students nearby were shoving their backpacks onto their empty seats to make it look like it was occupied.
"Hey ugly rude girl!"
Damn Naruto, just didn't know when to shut up did he?
I stormed over, glaring. "What?"
"Awww…no one wants to sit with you?" He sent me a pitiful look.
"Damn Naruto, what the hell are you talking about? She's hot." A messy chestnut hair-boy across from Naruto grinned at me.
"Shut up Kiba." Naruto hit the boy on the head.
There was another guy sitting at the table. He didn't look interested at all. He simply glanced at me before returning to his lunch; sushi.
Humiliation flushed a dark red across my cheeks. Man, I can't take this anymore. I'll show him.
I slammed my lunch onto their table and plopped myself down right next to that asshole Naruto.
The two other boys at the table stared at me in shock.
Then the entire cafeteria turned quiet.
…
"What the FUCK?" Some ugly-ass girl screeched. "Why the hell is that ugly new girl sitting at Naruto-kun, Kiba-kun and Neji-kun's table?" She stormed over and pulled me up by my arm, her sharp nails dug into my flesh.
"Hey!" I yelled back, ripping her hands off of me. "Don't touch me man. I know I'm hot and all, but dude, control your damned hormones."
"You can't just come to this school, give Naruto-kun your shit attitude, and then SIT at the GODS' TABLE!" Her group of friends swiftly formed a semi-circle around me.
"Hey you know what? Just because Naruto asshole here won't give a second glance at your face doesn't mean you can come here and give me YOUR SHIT attitude." I hissed angrily and stomped on the girl's foot.
She screeched in pain, before one of her friend's punched me in the face.
Everyone else gathered around and began rooting for the girls.
Fuck. My nose is bleeding. I held both my hands up to my nose and tried to cover up the blood.
I can't stand the site or smell of blood…
I started to feel faint…
"Take this bitch!" Some girl grabbed my tray of food and threw it in my face. Then another girl grabbed her glass Jones Soda bottle and aimed for my head.
To be honest, in my dazed state I didn't even notice that the bottle never made it to my head.
"Yah." A guy suddenly stepped in front of me, blocking the girl's blow. "Stop. I can't take anymore of this yelling. Go sit down."
"N-Neji-kun?"
"What the fuck, Neji?" Naruto the asshole finally spoke up. "You're ruining my fun."
"Didn't you hear what I just said? Go sit down." Neji shot a look at both the girls and Naruto.
The girl and her friends scrambled off.
"Nothing to watch here!" The guy known as Kiba waved everyone off. The cafeteria burst into hushed whispers before resuming back to its earlier loud chatter.
"Um." I blinked, still cupping two hands over my nose.
"Go get that checked." Neji said before throwing his lunch into the garbage and stalking out the cafeteria.
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Oh lots of drama in the first chapter already! XD
Hope you all enjoyed this chapter!
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