Sometimes...life is pretty good.
I proved that right.
BAMMM!!!!!!
A punch landed on his tanned cheek, and a powerful kick stroke his puny, pathetic shin. SCORE!!
"L...l...leave....me....alone....I...I...I'm....sorry...."
"No mercy for you!" And I heard the shatter of bones, which was music to my ears.
But sometimes...I guess life is pretty bad.
"Haruno! Principal's office, NOW!"
"Principal-sama, he--"
"Not another excuse! This is the THIRD time I knew you commit this--this--crime," The principal's thin lips gone even tighter than before. "so I'll have no choice, at all, but to throw you out of this school! This school is a place for learning, not for fighting, young woman, so relearn your manners and GET WITH IT, because YOU are OBVIOUSLY troubled and mentally disturbed!! End of discussion, and NO EXCUSES! Are we clear?" She glared at me with her grey, stone-like eyes.
"Y-y-yes."
"Now OUT with you, and let me not see a HAIR of you from now on. OUT!"
Now, here am I, on the train to my new home in Konoha, which, obviously been the umpteenth time I moved homes. With Ayaka in my lap, my mother in front of me with the sad, disturbed face of hers, and her glassy blue eyes piercing through my sight. I'm sad. Really sad. But yeah, the principal's right, I have mental problems. For a reason.
I might not just tell yet.