With a sigh I run my hand through my dark purple-ish red hair, the dye had already started to fade after only two weeks so it wasn't as vibrant. I turn to the counter beside my mirror in the bathroom and grab some hairspray, spray it onto the brush and run it through my hair. There, no more static, at least for now. I look back at the mirror into my blue eyes and smile. I wore black eyeliner with mascara and my lip piercing, a small emerald that twinkled in the light. My hair actually cooperated today and framed my face nicely, bangs swept to the side and the rest cut choppy medium length.

I finish examining myself in the mirror and leave the bathroom and soon the house all together. My black boots click against the sidewalk in a sort of tune with the jingle of my chains on my studded belt. Ah, the sound of freedom to wear what I want, unlike in that God awful school I transferred out of when I moved. "Yuck" I think out loud, "Uniforms are so nasty." I hum to myself as I continue down the street to my new school, it was in walking distance so why bug mom for the car? Whilst walking it clicks in my head that I should probably look over my schedule again. I fish it out of the pocket of my purple plaid skirt and examine it.

First semester: English 11A, World History, Free block, Prob and Stats Second semester: Creative Writing, Chemistry B, Intro Social Science, Free block

I wolf whistle at the paper, pleased I am able to squeeze two off blocks into my Junior year. I quickly stuff my paper back into my pocket and continue on my way, but it isn't long before I stop again. Along my way I find Two girls with fire red hair harassing a girl with dark hair and light eyes. One of the two red heads has a weird hat that flattens part of her hair in her face and the other has glasses and half of her hair looks messy and the other is neatly brushed. First day and I'm already meeting two disasters? Wondrous.

"Is there a problem here girls?" I ask as I step between them and the darker haired girl. The stare at me like I have two heads before glaring.

"Who the fuck are you?" The one with a hat asks.

"Funny, I believe I asked a question first. But since I'm such a nice person I'll grace you with the knowledge, my name is Natalia. Now if you would kindly fuck off and leave this girl alone."

The one with glasses lets out an irritated yelp and grabs my wrist, ooh-ho-ho, big mistake there honey. I hold myself back for a moment, waiting for her reasoning. "Buzz off, this isn't any of your concern anyway."

"Well I'm making it my concern," I growl as I pull her forward via the grip she has on my wrist, sending her to the ground. I feel slightly guilty when her glasses fall off her face but that guilt quickly fades. "Normally I'm not one for assaulting girls with glasses on but that's a warning. Leave this girl alone or much worse will be done." I turn and glare at the other one, "Got it?"

She looks shocked for a moment before turning her head up and snapping, "Come on Karin lets get the fuck out of here, this bitch's voice makes my head hurt."

The one with the glasses, Karin, scrambles to her feet and dashes off after her friend, "Wait for me Tayuya."

I turn to the girl behind me, she seems rather timid. "Are you okay?"

"I- Uh- yeah, thank you very much. They always pester me…" Her eyes avert mine as she speaks, I smile and say, "No problem, you don't have to act so scared around me, I wont flip out on you." She nods.

"My name is Hinata…" Her voice fades off, she's so quite. "Are you new here?"

I nod and motion her to walk with me, "So why do those girls hassle you so much? I bet it's because you have bigger boobs than them and they're just jealous," I chuckle, she doesn't seem to find it as funny.

"Well I think it's because my family is such a prestigious one, a few people tease me for it cause I'm so…"

"Quiet?" She nods. "Well if they ever give you trouble again I'll mess them up for you. How about that?" I smile at her and get a small one in return.

The way to school is relatively quite, I attempt light conversation with her and manage to get her to talk a little bit. Apparently she's dating a hyper active blond boy named Naruto, she also mentioned her cousin Neji lives with her. I don't know either of these people but I feel I will soon find out.

Naruto is the first one she introduces me to, and he is indeed hyperactive. I can hardly register his words or movements he's just a constant blond blur and he wont stop moving. "So what's your name again?" He asks.

I smile, he must have not been paying attention, "Natalia."

He grins, "You seem really cool, where you from? Did I already thank you for helping Hinata out?"

I chuckle, it's adorable how hyper he is actually, "Well yes you did and I'm from Iwakagure."

"Oh wow that's really far away." Hinata says.

I shrug, "Meh, not the first time I've moved. I lived there most of my life though."

"Well you'll love it here for the most part. We got a lot of cool people, though there are some people you really should avoid." We all begin to walk with me to the right of Hinata and Naruto to the left.

"Oh? Like who, why?" It is at that moment I bump shoulders with someone, I turn on impulse to apologize but I'm met with enraged eyes.

"Watch were you're going!" A raven haired boy snaps, I arch an eyebrow at him; giving an 'are you kidding me' look.

"Excuse me for taking up your space my Lord," I hiss sarcastically as I bow, "please forgive my ignorant actions for I'm a mere peasant." I glare up at him and smirk at his frustrated face.

"Whatever." It is then that I notice one of the red haired girls is with him, Karin I believe. Another is also with him, a tall silver haired teen with pointed teeth. They all wear the same type of snake necklace, maybe they're in a cult.

I straiten my back as they walk away in the direct they came from. God they even move in sync, I have to ask. "Are they a cult or something?"

Naruto shakes his head, "Nah, just my ex-best friend being an idiot with some punks that changed him."

"Oh?"

"That's Sasuke Uchiha," Hinata better informs, "He and Naruto were best friends but then he started hanging out with Tayuya, Kabuto, Suigetsu, Karin and all of them. Suigetsu, Sasuke and Karin have a band together."

"Hmm a band huh?" I grin. "Interesting." I turn to Hinata and Naruto, "Anyone else you want to show me to? Or advise me on?"

"Well there is another person I was once friends with, Sakura, you should probably avoid her." Naruto grumbles, his hand now resting on Hinata's hip. I nod just as the bell rings.

"Crap, does that mean we're late for class?"

Naruto grins, "Nah, we got five minutes to get to class, it's the warning bell."

"Do either of you have English 11A?" They both shake their heads.

"We're sophomores, sorry Natalia-san." Hinata frowns.

"It's okay, I just gotta go find it now, see you two later maybe?" They smile and nod before I run off. The classroom isn't hard to find, this school has a nice layout. All the science and Math classes have their own hallways and English and language classes have theirs, I'm left to assume the rest of the school is dedicated to extra classes.

Sadly for me, the bell rings right as I walk in the room. Great first impression Natalia, perfect tens across the bored…

I smile nervously at the teacher, "Uh- hi. I'm new I was just finding my classroom…" The class chuckles and I do my best to control the glare I want to give. Instead I keep my eyes focused on the teacher; who's name, I notice, is written on the board. He has silver spikey hair and most of his face is covered by cloth. I can manage to make out a smile behind his mask though.

"Good I was just about to do attendance anyway, would you please take a seat over…" He trails off as he examines the room, "There." He points to a seat in the middle by the window next to a blond with her hair back in four ponytails and fishnet on with a light purple shirt over it that shows off her shoulders. I smile, walk over and take my seat. "Would you like to tell the class about yourself Miss…" He trails off again as he looks at a paper, "Natalia."

"Well," I pause and lean back in my chair, thinking. "I sing and dance" I answer plainly. I look at him waiting for him to accept it as a good enough answer.

"Is that all you wish to share with us?" I nod. "Well then I hope we can get you to open up a little bit more, now class-" I zone out on the rest. All this introduction crap always puts me to sleep I hate it. I sift through my backpack and get my drawing pad and pencil, I just start on a doodle when the girl next to me whispers, "Hey, I really like your shirt." She grins.

My top is a black sleeveless half shirt low cut with chains connecting from one side to the other, had I not been wearing a black spaghetti string tank top under it I would be showing a lot of cleavage.

I smile, "Thanks."

"My name is Temari, I can show you to the rest of your classes if you want. It'll prevent another one of those situations."

I grin and say, "That'd be cool, have you ever had this guy before? Is he nice or a hard ass?"

Temari shrugs, "I have had him once before, he's pretty chill just don't take his raunchy book. The last time someone even touched his book, well lets just say it was like an explosion."

"Thanks for the heads up" I say with a light laugh.

During class I talk on and off with Temari, she seems like a nice girl and she even offered to help me find my classes. Now if only more people could be like her things would be golden.

When class lets out I hand Temari my schedule and she quickly examines it, muttering something about not having any other classes with me until next semester. She hands it back and I stuff it in my bag before she leads me to my next class, History with Asuma-sensei. Temari says he's nice but that's about all she knows, she's never had a class with him. Temari leaves me at the door and we say bye. I'm to meet her at the end of the hall after class so she can show me where the library is.

The minute I enter the room a sharp pencil flies from the back corner of the room at the white board, barley missing the teacher. My eyes widen and I look to the teacher who shakes his head and sighs in irritation.

"Fuckin bullshit!" yells a white haired boy in the back corner, obviously the thrower of the pencil. "I fuckin have to have this Jashin damned class again! And with you! Fuck!" As I walk by Asuma-sensei I hear him mumble something about needing a cigarette and I chuckle.

I take a seat next to the trouble maker as Asuma speaks, "Look Hidan, if you had passed the first time you wouldn't be throwing this fit right now. Maybe you can apply yourself and graduate this year." His voice is low and stern, Hidan merely mumbles curses and says something about 'Jashin-sama'.

Curiosity gets the better of me and I ask, "Who is Jashin-sama?"

The boy, Hidan I think it was, turns to me with an 'are you kidding me' look. "He is the God of my religion whom I make blood sacrifices to." His pinkish eyes look me over a few times before he says, "Not bad, you a senior?"

"No, I'm new I just moved here from Iwakagure. I'm a junior."

"Oh so that's why I've never seen you before." He grins and adds, "Cause it'd be a shame if I'd missed you for so long."

I smile sweetly and say, "And it'd be a shame if had to stab you in the eye."

Hidan chuckles and as his grin widens he says, "You know what you're okay, you might make this class tolerable."

"It's what I do, I just improve peoples lives it just comes natural." I say grinning back at him.

The room fills up quickly and I notice near the front there is a boy with a ponytail with his head down. Is he…Is he sleeping! It's only the first day! No, maybe he just has a-

A loud snore breaks the silence of the room, some laugh others let out annoyed sighs. Yup, he's sleeping. I turn my head to make a comment to Hidan but he is gone, I turn back to see him creeping up beside the sleeping boy. Oh no, he wouldn't. I look to the front of the room, Asuma-sensei has his back turned to us rummaging through a cabinet. I turn back to Hidan, a large history book from the back of the room in his hands. He raises it high above his head, by now everyone is watching in awe, some giggle and snicker, others shake their heads. Nah, he's doing this for show. He's just trying to-

BAM! Hidan slammed the book down on the floor next to the sleeping boy. He jolted up and gripped his desk, everyone laughed and Asuma stared at Hidan angrily. Hidan sauntered back to his seat wearing a satisfied smirk on his face. He takes his seat and says, "What? I was doin you a damn favor!" Asuma just shakes his head before placing a box of manila folders on his desk.

"Everyone take one, these will be what you will put your homework and class work in, I will collect them at the end of each week and you will receive a grade depending on assignments completed and how well you did each assignment. We will go over most of them in class." Everyone lines up and after a few minutes everyone is back in their seats with their folders. I begin to doodle a guitar and microphone on mine. The cord from the amp to the guitar loops around with the cord from the microphone, creating a heart. I write Metal Love in the middle of it.

After class I leave with my backpack feeling a lot heavier and it makes me groan, stupid history book. I meet Temari at the end of the hall just as she said and she shows me to the Library.

"I have second Lunch, you should come sit with me and I can show you to some of my friends."

"Sick, the bell sounds in here right?" It is a Library after all, maybe it wont.

"No I don't think so, you'll see the kids walking back from first lunch anyway. I need to get to class or Kurenia-sensei will give me detention. See you at lunch."

"Bye!" I wave as she runs off. Upon entering the Library I notice all the desks are full, and the computers are all occupied. Guess I need to get here faster. There is a couch area in the middle back section of the Library. There are two comfy chairs next to each other in front of a small table and a three seat-er couch on either side of the table. The area is surrounded by book cases and has two magazine racks beside it, I smile. My old school didn't have one of these.

One of the couches has a boy with crimson red hair sitting on it, his shirt is an open red button up with a white wife beater underneath, his pants are tight black jeans with holes in them. I see a glint of light shine off the chains that are attached to his plaid studded belt, he also wears a few small chains around his neck, one has a red cloud charm and another has a scorpion charm. Next to him on the couch sit's a guitar in a case and on the floor sits his black backpack.

I sit on the couch opposite him after picking out a magazine about music from the magazine rack. I notice out of the corner of my eye that he looks up for a moment, stares at me then looks back at the book he has resting on his lap. Good, he wont bother me, I wont bother him. I smile at the pleasant silence that settles over the library as the teacher hushes the noisy computer users.

This silence doesn't last long as a group of girls come rushing into the library, each of one them squealing in a pitch I didn't think was possible. The girls, they look to be freshmen, crowd around the redhead sitting across from me.

Uhg, my head. This is going to give me a migraine.

"Oh my God! Hi Sasori it's funny meeting you here!" One of them says after giggling stupidly for about five minutes. I roll my eyes.

"I have a study, I kinda have to be here." Sasori says plainly. I mentally chuckle at the look on the girl's face, yes deary you are as stupid as you feel right now.

"Oh Sasori play a song for us!"

"Yeah Sasori-kun play something for us!"

"No" Sasori sounds like he's getting irritated, "I'll be in a show at the end of the week, we already have fliers posted." Oh so he's a guitarist for a band?

"But we want to hear your voice now Sasori!" Oh my God do they ever shut up? He's made it clear he doesn't want to play right now.

"Yeah! Sing for us! Do it at lunch! I heard they were going to allow that other band to play during lunches as long as they keep it clean!" Singer and guitarist, not to bad. Then again anyone can sing and play nowadays.

Another girl pushes herself into the mix, she has short pink hair and blue-ish green eyes and wears a skimpy red top and tan short shorts. Ew, too short way to short, someone wants attention.. Her voice is just as annoying as the others and she looks to be older, "Wont you play for us babe?" The pink haired girl gently takes the guitar and pushes it aside so that she can sit beside the redhead.

Sasori shoots her a deadly glare and says, "Sakura I told you we're done-"

The group of girls gasp and few of them yell, "You're single!"

"Shut up!" He snaps at the girls before he turns to the pink haired girl beside him. Her body shakes almost unnoticeably yet I can see her maintain a strait face. "Get away from me I don't want to see your face."

"But Sasuke was lying babe I-"

"I believe he said to piss off pinky." I interject. Everyone turns to me, surprised. "And honestly honey you're giving me a headache."

"Get a life loser, this isn't your business and I don't have to listen to gross little emo girls like you."

I laugh at this, "Honey just because I dress one way one day doesn't make me emo, now go find a nice little corner somewhere so I can have some quiet." I pause and add, "By the way, don't wear short shorts like that, it's one thing if you're showing off the goods but you don't have anything to show. That's just embarrassing." The crowd of girls giggles lightly, Sakura growls and glares at me. I roll my eyes in response. "You little fan girls shouldn't be laughing, you're irritating me too." I turn back to my magazine and wave Sakura and the others off dismissively.

"Well I guess I'll see you later Sasori, I can't stand the smell coming off this girl any longer."

"How cute, did you come up with that one all by yourself?" I ask, smiling sweetly at her. "I always find it fascinating when monkeys can do human like tasks." Sakura lets out some sort of shriek before storming off, the crowd of girls soon follow in a more dignified manner. I sigh and shake my head, It's always a shame when girls like her exist. It brings down the collective intelligence of humanity.

"Who are you?" Glancing up from my magazine I see Sasori staring intently at me.

"Natalia" I answer simply. There is an awkward silence before either of us speak. "I take it you're in a band and those are your fan girls?"

He nods, "Yeah and Sakura, the pink haired one," I nod, "She's my ex but likes to think she's still dating me." I see him readjust his guitar to it's original spot and he leans back, heaving a sigh. "So irritating."

I close my magazine and place it back on the rack, "I don't see why they were freaking out so much." Sasori sits up and eyes me questioningly. "Bands form all the time during high school, any idiot can pick up a guitar or sing or even both." Sasori's face seemed to darken after I say this. "The makings of a good band is that the music has a certain fire behind it. An emotional fire that spreads through each fan that listens. It's hard to find bands in such early stages like high school bands that posses this fire."

"Well," Sasori leans forward and smirks, "I would say my band has this fire you speak of. The only ones who don't like us are the ones who like that new band that Itachi's little brother made, and that isn't many." Shrugging I look over at the doorway to see a crowd of kids run down the hallway, must be going back to class from lunch. "Well this was all good and fun but I'm going to go." He shoots me a snide look, I grin. "But in all honesty I've heard that many times before. And for those bands, when it comes time to put up or shut up, they don't deliver." I smile and wave, "Bye."

"Wait a minute," Sasori commands standing up form his seat, "You've never even heard us play! How can you judge us so quickly? And what do you know about bands anyway?"

"Well I'm not sure how to answer your first question, my gut is the best one I can give for that one. As for the second question, cause I'm in one myself." With that said I leave the library.

When I enter the lunch room I quickly pick Temari out of the crowd. It's hard not to with her distinct hairstyle and the fact she's waving her arms. I stroll over to her table and take a look at those she is sitting with. The boy from my history class is there sitting next to her, both his ears are pierced and he wears a dark green shirt with blue-gray shorts. He has a bored expression and looks extremely tired. Next to him sit's a blond with vibrant blue eyes and her short hair pulled back into a high ponytail and has several peircings in each ear. Her shirt is a purple off the shoulder half shirt with a black low cut tank top under it and she wore a single chain around her neck. Her pants are gray boot cut jeans that flow nicely leading to her black wedges.

Across from the blond is Hinata, who smiles shyly and waves, I smile back and sit next to her. Tamari introduces the boy as Shikamaru and the girl as Ino.

"So where do you come from Natalia?" Ino questions.

"I'm from Iwakagure and I'm already glad I moved here. Things back there got kinda dull." I grin remembering the little run in I had with Sakura. "I keep running into these girls that just don't seem to like me." I snicker lightly to myself.

"Oh so you're the new girl Karin was whining about to Sasuke in my first class today." He lets out an annoyed sigh, "She's such a drag, so annoying. She was saying that a beastly woman attacked her for no reason."

Before I spoke Hinata says, "That isn't true, she told them off cause they were making fun of me again."

"So I'm a beast woman am I?" I shake my head, "Oh my, this school is full of interesting things."

"Don't pay any attention to girls like her, she's an idiot. She obsesses over a boy who is gay and has a boyfriend. It's sad really." Temari says before sipping from her milk.

"Funny you should mention stupid girls obsessed with boys, I just met some pink haired chick-"

"Uhg, billboard brow? Sakura?" Ino groans looking repulsed as the name passes her lips.

"Yeah that's her name, anyway she came in the library and made a scene. She was pissing off the redheaded guy sitting across from me…Uh.. Sasori- yeah that's his name." I snap my fingers as I remember his name. "I told her to piss off because obviously she didn't understand it when Sasori had said it." This made Ino and Temari laugh out loud and Shikamaru grin.

"Natalia you just earned a spot on my awesome list. She is such a bimbo!" Ino says enthusiastically.

I smirk and add, "I told her to find a nice street corner too, she looks like a hoe."

"That she is" Temari agrees with a nod.

"Oh guys come on." Hinata says. "Ino you two were friends once."

"Yeah well she took a fight over a guy way to far, even while she had a boyfriend."

"Are you still friends with her Hinata?" I question, slightly tilting my head.

"Well- no, I defend people out of habit." She laughs lightly and apologizes.

"No need to be sorry, I get why you do it. No big deal."

"So how has your first day been so far, besides the run-ins with the grosser half of the students." Temari stares at me awaiting my answer.

"I like it, the teachers are nice so far and I already found a bunch of cool people. I'll hang out with you guys any time."

"That's cool, wanna hang out with me after school today then? You too Hinata." Ino asks, eyes beaming.

"Sure." I can't believe it this is awesome, way better than my first day at my last school. By a long shot. So what if I've made at least three enemies, I've already made at least four friends.

"I guess so, can Naruto-kun come as well?"

"Absolutely! The more the better! You two want to come too?"

"Nah, we're going to a concert." Temari says with a sad smile. "Maybe next time."

"I'll be right back guys," I say getting up. I slowly make my way to the lunch line and grab a bag of chips with an apple juice. I pay and bring my small lunch back to the table where we all continue to talk and have a good time. Sadly all things come to an end and the end for this was the sound of a bell.

After saying goodbye I return to the Library and assume my spot on the couch I had been sitting at. Sasori sits in the same spot, frustrated-ly scribbling away on a piece of paper. He glares down at the paper, chewing on the eraser and grumbling quietly to himself. I can't help but watch him in his little frustrated frenzy over the paper.

He takes notice and without looking up he asks, "What do you want?"

"Oh nothing." I answer coolly. "Just wondering what you're writing so heatedly about."

"New song." He responds flatly. Well someone isn't much of a talker. I scowl and get out my note book and a pencil and begin on a song of my own. I'm surprised at how the song seems to flow out of me so easily. Normally it takes hours to write them.

The silence that settled over us is broken when Sasori speaks up once more, "What's that?"

I look up and answer mocking the tone he had used earlier, "New song." He rolls his eyes. "Oh relax," I say with a smirk, "If you show me yours I'll show you mine." I close my notebook and place it on the table in front of me. "Even trade."

His eyes widen slightly before he tartly responds, "Never mind, I don't want to see it anyway, it's probably trash."

I raise an eyebrow at him and mockingly say, "And here I thought we were getting along oh so well." This frustrates him even further and I giggle at this. "It's so adorable how easily frustrated you are" I tease.

Sasori opens his mouth to respond but the bell sounds for class to be over. I grin and quickly stand. "As fun as this has been I need to go find my next class, see yah."

My next class is almost full by the time I find it, Prob and Stats with Gai-sensei. Something tells me this will be quite a strange class after I read the quote on the board.

"Mastering math is key to unlocking your inner youthful self!"

- Gai

I force a smile when Gai-sensei looks at me and gives me a big thumbs up, just as he had to the rest of the students. He is quite the enthusiastic one.

I scan the room and see Shikamaru sitting in the front, head down and probably asleep just as he had been earlier. I would have sat next to him had the seats not been full. I continued to search the room for a familiar face and spot Sasori sitting in the corner of the room with a blond next to him. The seat in front of Sasori was open and that was good enough for me. Just as I take my seat I'm met with an unpleasant and familiar voice.

"Excuse me, but I believe you're in my seat." Sakura hisses.

"Hey look Danna, it's a slut!" A male voice calls from behind me making me laugh.

"I didn't even have to say a word, this is awesome! Now please go away, I feel bad if I embarrass someone twice in one day." She proceeds to ignore both me and the voice from behind me by grabbing my wrist.

"I said I'm sitting here." She hisses again. Oh how cute she thinks she's scary. I stare blankly at her for a moment before checking a few areas of the desk, this obviously aggravates her because she snaps, "What are you doing?"

"Oh sorry, just looking for your name somewhere…OH! Here I found it, sorry for the mix up." I say pointing to where someone carved the word 'slut' into the wood of the desk. What are the chances of that one! "It clearly says slut so I guess this one must be your seat." I put heavy emphasis on the word slut and grin. I hear loud laughs from behind me and a few quieter ones from all around. Sakura's face turns red and she storms away to another desk near the front.

As Gai-sensei talks with over enthusiasm about probability and statistics, I feel a light tap on my shoulder. I turn to see the blond grinning at me. His blond hair is long and partially up with his bangs covering one side of his face. On the other side of his face I see a bright blue eye, he has small red gauges in his ears and has eyeliner around his eyes. He is wearing a sweatshirt with the sleeves cut off, showing slightly toned and tan arms, and a black and red stripped shirt under it. His pants are black and baggier than Sasori's but not by much and have similar rips and tears in them with red converse shoes.

"That was fucking awesome, un." He whispers, making me grin devilishly.

"Oh I can't take all the credit for that one, I thought what you said we pretty funny."

"Funny and true, hn. Right Sasori-danna, hn?" He turns to Sasori who simply grunts and crosses his arms. Sasori's scowl soon turns into a smirk but he still remains silent. The blond turns back and says, "My name's Deidara, un. Who are you?"

"Natalia, just came in from Iwakagure."

"Sasori-danna, how come you wont introduce yourself to her, un?" Deidara punches Sasori playfully in the shoulder.

"She already knows me, brat." He responds icily as he rubs his shoulder. The two begin to argue quietly and I resume my forward position. I soon grow bored of hearing Gai-sensei talk and quietly look through my bag for my notebook. Time to finish that song…wait…where is my notebook!