Narutos POV

There are many things I hate about my life, but all of these thing can be summed up in two categories. School and Home. Home, parents who hate me, beat me, yell at me, and just about everything else too. School, being forced to get up early, travel to school and endure the constant drone of noise from teachers that's meant to be educational. All of this is what a normal person has to worry about. However I also have put up with all the people that absolutely hate my guts.

The one thing that make everything worse though would be the one and only Sasuke Uchiha. He's the popular kid who gets everything and anything at the drop of a hat. All the girls loved him, all the teacher thought he was perfect and he was always surrounded by people. Something I've never had. However at this exact moment in time I'm more worried about the English assignment that my teacher Kakashi is about to ask me too hand in.

"Naruto, can I have your assignment please." Yep there it is. I probably should have thought about an excuse before I came to this class but I guess it's too late now.

"I'm sorry sir, I don't have it here." I replied quietly, trying to hide beneath my golden fringe. He eyed me with his dark grey eye; his other hidden beneath his medical eye patch. A small sigh escaped his hidden lips and he stressed "come to my office after class."

Getting called to his office was never a good thing. Kakashi is known as the schools demon teacher. He once gave a kid a weeks' worth of detention for accidentally bumping into him in the hallway between classes. Therefore logic tells me that it will be at least a call to my parents. Not good. I occupied myself with the events taking place outside the window as Kakashi went through everyone else and collected their assignments. I could see Sasuke's PE class running laps on the 400 meter track. They'd begun doing that about two weeks ago, before that it was high jump. They started a new line up, consisting of Sasuke, Neji, Garaa, Kiba, Kankuro and Shino. After the loud bang from the toy gun they began sprinting the 100 meters that were marked out. Sasuke stayed a steady second place with Neji just ahead of him until just before the end. That was when Sasuke surged forward, overtook Neji and one the race in one swift move. That left Neji in second place and Kiba in third. Sasuke collected many high fives from those that had already completed their lap and then made his way to sit in the shade, a smug smile on his face. Oh how I wish I could wipe that smile off of his face sometimes... well, most of the time.

The loud ringing of the school bell brought my attention back to this class. I hurriedly put all my equipment together and began to make my way to my locker. I wasn't even out of the classroom before someone thought that it'd be hilarious to trip me over, making me drop everything. People didn't even stop to let me pick up the stuff id dropped and proceeded to step all over my stuff and pretend like nothing had happened and that nothing was there. The sad part was that this was and is the best part of my day. I don't have one friend at this school. Even the computer nerd who sits in the corner and ignores everything and everyone shuns me.

After I finally managed to pick up my stuff, get to my graffiti covered locker and put my stuff in the thing, I found myself in front of Kakashi's office. This was not going to be fun. Knocking on the door, I prayed to whatever higher power there might be that he wouldn't be there. However it seems not even the Gods will cut me slack as I heard a small "come in" from the other side of the door.

"Take a seat Naruto." He said while looking at some papers that were piled on his desk. "So, where is your assignment and why wasn't it handed in." he continued, his voice thick with Boredom.

"I did do it, but I lost the book that I wrote it in." I lied. The truth was that while the boys were giving me my daily beating at lunch, one of the guys threw some of my subject books into the furnace which, only with my luck, happened to be on at the time.

"Well, if you can't hand it in I have no choice but to fail you and call your parents."

"If you just give me until tomorrow I will have the assignment done. I know it all I just need time to re-write it." I pleaded. My parents couldn't find out about this.

"I'm sorry Naruto. Look, you're a smart kid, but you know that I can't let you do that. The due date was today and if I let you do it tomorrow then it wouldn't be fair to the other students. This is a re-occurring problem with you and I suggest you fix it because it's starting to add up. You finish school this year Naruto. Don't screw it up and regret it later." Kakashi lectured sternly.

"Can you at least not tell my parents? Please. I promise to get the next one in on time." I felt like I was going to cry. My stomach started to churn and I felt like I was going to be sick. Kakashi sat there contemplating his decision for what seemed like hours. "Look, I won't call your parents this time. But next time I won't be so lenient Naruto. Get the next one in on time. Now get going, schools over." I sighed in relief. My stomach started to settle and relief washed over me. Something had actually gone my way for a change. Now I just had to doge my parents for the afternoon and this would be a good day.

Once I'd gotten home I checked the garage to see if they were home. My mums' car wasn't here but my dads' was. Not so good, but not the worst it could be. I cautiously made my way inside the house being as quiet as the creaky floor boards on the stairs would allow. "Naruto?" I heard my dad yell from across the House. "Yes dad." I replied, a little startled.

"Where have you been?" he asked making his way into the living room. He didn't yell but he still sounded, dangerous.

"We had to hand in some stuff to the teacher today so class ran a little late." I came up with somewhat of a lie as fast as possible.

"Very well, now get to your room and study. Now!" he yelled.

"Yes." I squeaked before running upstairs to my not so safe, safe haven. I managed to not get a beating today, well, one from home. Lifting my shirt up I notice that id gained so black, blue and even purple bruises from the boys at school today. Hopefully tomorrow wouldn't be bad.

first chapter of new story. i hope you enjoy it. feel free to comment, vote/like, etc.