MONDAY
"Don't worry; I will always be with you…. Always." Said the beautiful golden haired girl as she embraced me.
"Me too… always." I patted her silky hair and pulled her closer. She lifted her head and I lost myself in those beautiful soft brown eyes of hers. All I wanted to do was stare into them and get lost in her beauty, her elegance and her kindness. Her face was on the small side but most would miss this minor detail. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders and down her back. Her nose was small and pinched with her lips spread out under it, the most gentlest of pinks. Her body was one of a typical teenager, not fully developed but getting there, she managed to have the right body nonetheless. She wore a long white t-shirt with a faded pair of jeans, and went barefoot. Everything else felt insignificant compared to her. I casually brushed a hair back from her ear and leaned in gently then…. Sunlight.
I groaned and rolled over, bad choice considering the size of my bed. I fell over onto the freezing floor with an almighty smash. Shock and pain travelled up my spine as I moaned in agony. My vision was blurry but I was used to that. I laid there for a few seconds in nothing but my thin nightwear. Eventually the cold got to me and got up; I looked at my pathetic excuse for a bed. Really all it is is a mattress with a few blankets thrown on top of it. Other than that mess there was nothing else in his room. The soft baby blue walls combined with the morning glow from the small window made the room seem even more depressive than usual. I walked to the bathroom to get changed. My apartment wasn't very spacious or luxurious but it suited my needs, somewhere to eat, sleep and wash. I walked past the bare kitchen and collected my clothes from the bathroom door and shut it behind me purely out of routine. Just to be extra safe I closed the stained green glass window as well, not everybody needs to see my body. I reached towards the sink and put on my slim glasses and stared into the mirror and tried to describe myself. Medium height, fairly broad shoulders, pale skin. Natural white hair that refused to settle in one place, harsh blue eyes that flashed like cobalt. A regular nose and average ears, and a small mouth, not yet accustomed to talking or smiling. My body was a little muscular but that was natural. I stared at myself for another few seconds as if waiting for something to happen then resign. I pulled on my normal white polo shirt, long grey pants and a small wristwatch. And to finish it all off a purple jacket. I checked myself in the mirror, found nothing worth noticing and continued with the rest of my morning schedule.
After procrastinating like an expert, I checked my watch and decided to head off to school. I collected my navy school bag laden with my studies and swung it over my shoulder. I walked out and locked the door behind me slipping the key in my pocket; I breathed in the morning air and began my descent down the rickety wooden stairs. Before I knew it I was already on the cemented path leading to my school. My thoughts drifted from one thing to another until I remembered something; that dream. It was the same dream that I had since last week. The girl… was this a sign? If it was then for what? I am not a big believer on astrology and other rubbish but this troubled me. I don't believe in love and have no intentions of starting. "Was it possible my subconscious has created this girl to satisfy my desires? If I know my subconsciousness as well as I know myself that shouldn't be the case. No, something is wrong here I am sure of it." I thought.
"Is something wrong comrade?" asked a fake voice behind me. I jerked my head behind me long enough to see jagged black hair, goofy maroon eyes and a huge toothy smile. I sighed dramatically, hoping he would get the hint.
"Judging by your icy shoulder routine I am guessing you are thinking really hard about something really hard….. hehehe." He giggled like the lunatic he is. It honestly surprises me that he is not wearing a mental hospital band.
"Please Tobi; I am not in the mood today."
"Since when are you ever in the mood?"
Hnm. got me there. I have done this to him ever since he started school. I can still remember that day. The ground was full of sakura leaves and the scenery was perfect, that is until a certain black haired boy came in and threw everything into chaos. He just stood there, leaning against a tree with his hands in his pockets. He was dressed in a black shirt with red splodges dotted along with pale navy jeans. I almost mistook him for the teen heartthrob Sasuke. It wasn't until I got closer that I realised I was mistaken. I figured the best approach was to walk harmlessly past him but before I could, he focused his attention on me and me alone. I sensed his gaze and faltered for a second then kept walking. I thought I was rid of him but before I had even finished my thought he popped up beside me and said with a childish face. "Hi!"
I did nothing but raise a single eyebrow at him.
"Name is Tobi Eveans, yours?"
Now both eyebrows were up.
"Whatcha doing?"
"What does it look like?" I answered with a little too much viciousness.
"Looking in need of a hug?"
"NO! I am walking to school you fool, or don't they have school were you come from?"
"We certainly don't have silver haired people."
I glared at him. It just got real. It got incredibly annoying when wherever you went people would stare at you and whisper. I am not some feminine male that likes to dye his hair. It is completely natural. I dropped my bag on the ground and checked around me. "Excellent, no witnesses." I said before firing a swift rabbit punch to his right shoulder. I forced everything into that one punch and hoped to end it with that fast play. Things however did not go according to plan. If he felt anything he didn't show it, just stood there looking quite pleased with him. I grunted and brought the next fist to his forehead, hoping to shake the craniumal nerve resulting in a knock out. My fist made a solid noise and I yelped like I had just punched a brick wall. He just giggled like a school girl as I sunk to the ground holding my sore wrist. He giggled a bit more then walked over to my bag and slung it over his back. This in itself was surprising as most other people failed to hold my bag. It was so full of my studies that it far exceeds any normal bag capacity.
"Who are you..?" I asked with curiosity.
"Tobi Eveans, your new best friend…. Without benefits."
"I never agreed to that."
"Didn't have to… come on we are going to be late." He exclaimed while sprinting in the direction of school.
I snapped back into reality, which included Tobi staring at me patiently.
"What is it?"
"What were you thinking about stupid!"
"What I think is only for my audience and no one else."
"I do know what those big words mean you know."
"And here I was trying to baffle you with my verbiage."
"Understood that."
"Whatever."
It's not like I hated Tobi, in fact I actually like him it's just the fact that he pushes all the wrong buttons. Especially the big red ones, he loves those ones. Soon the conversation drifted to something he had seen and he went on and on about every meticulous detail. I blocked him out by thinking about my dream. What was with that girl! I was extremely agitated by this problem that I simply could not solve. I had never seen her before. That much I knew, everything beyond that was a mystery. As I walked I bit my thumb, trying desperately to purge my mind of this situation. Soon I noticed more and more students and we were at the school gates. Students were either talking loudly to one another or had a downcast look and sulkily strolled through the gates. Tobi eventually stopped talking and began sentry patrol. His target was Shikamaru Wise. Not a very subtle or suitable name for someone but I suppose you have to deal with it. You could always tell when Tobi was alert for Shika, his whole body stiffened and his face tightened. Shika was just like me and Tobi. He was kind of an outcast which nobody understood. I consider him a friend I suppose. Even though his attitude and personality sometimes pushed me off the edge.
I looked at my watch while Tobi was searching for Shika. It was 8:34, exactly 6 minutes till morning assembly, now if I am not mistaken he should be arriving now. "Come on Tobi, let's go get Shika." I said with a lazy drawl.
"Yes sir, right away sir, anything you say sir!" he shouted at the top of his voice. I hated it when he did that. I gritted my teeth and began to head for the bike racks.
Konohah High was a predictable high school. Towering buildings, two sport fields, a bitumen assembly point, a hall which acted as a basketball court, an outdoor netball/basketball court, volleyball court and even a minigolf course. Not that anyone knows what it is used for but it is there nonetheless. I crossed in front of a morning match of volleyball and headed for the bike racks. As I predicted, Shika was just taking off his helmet. His bike was an olive green colour with black handlebars void of any logos or slogans with his helmet being more or less the same, I have my suspicions that he made both himself. Shikamaru Wise was below average height, had incredibly long spiky black hair, had palish skin and his face was a constant frown. He wore a white shirt covered with a black jacket done up halfway and long olive pants. At least he dressed more normally than Tobi did.
"Hi." Shikamaru said with a bored expression.
"Hi." I replied with as much enthusiasm as he showed.
"SUP, HOMIE!" Shouted Tobi with all his vocal strength.
Everyone stared at us as Shika and I both hit him across the side of the head. By now people were used to Tobi's nonsense but they could not help but to stare at him every time he made a nuisance of himself. This was often. We both started to drag him along as the bell suddenly rang. Oh boy here we go.
