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Free periods in high school meant many lovely things to Temari. First and foremost they involved her favorite food : chocolate. After that was satisfied, they generally catered to her desire to do absolutely nothing.
On this particular day, Temari, with Snickers bar in hand, was poring over a magazine that was oh-so-kindly informing her how to pick out the perfect pair of jeans. She was satisfied with the inaneness of what she was reading and the fact that the bench she had chosen to reside on seemed to be in a rather unpopular hallway. People, as a rule, tended to ruin the 'nothing to do' effect.
So it was to her intense disappointment that she heard the squeak of tennis shoes coming around a row of lockers nearby.
Temari watched, matching the sounds to sight as a dark head of hair came into view. There was no denying that the face beneath the hair was pretty, either. Dark eyes to match the black locks, and an expression that screamed confidence… told the blonde haired girl on the bench that the boy needed no more attention than he already probably received. She went back to reading her article.
…Only to be interrupted by the feel of a body next to hers. Scratch that. Practically on top of hers.
Said body, wasting no time on pleasantries, (who needs them, anyway, when you're practically sitting in someone's lap?), shot out in a decidedly bad attempt at a seductive voice, "Do you know what endorphins are?"
Not sure where this was going, and deciding to go for 'polite' disinterest , she replied "I bet you're going to tell me, hmm?" Though she really wished he wouldn't. Couldn't he see she had more important things to do? There was chocolate practically burning a hole in her hand.
However, undeterred by such things as rudeness, tell her he did. "They're these chemicals that your body releases. They make you feel really good." Good was practically whispered in her ear, and she instinctively began to inch away. Idly, Temari wondered if this was a pick-up line. It certainly sounded like one. And, as far as pick up lines went, it had potential. Not for her, of course; just in general. So, deciding to see where this was heading the blonde answered with an "And…?"
Again, with the space invasion. Black-haired boy's face came quite close to hers, before said face uttered softly, "Kissing releases endorphins." Face started moving even closer.
Temari's own face went slightly slack, and she allowed the face, and its lips, to come ever closer to hers.
Until she brought her Snickers in between herself and the little creeper, and took a huge chunk out of the candy, before standing up.
"Kissing releases endorphins, huh?" She took another bite out of her now-depleted candy bar, cocking her head and raising an eyebrow at lover-boy's slightly dazed look. "So does eating chocolate." With that, she turned to find a new place to read her magazine.
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Hope you enjoyed. By the way, the guy was Sasuke... cause he is a creeper.