I know it seems ridiculous, but my laptop is screwed over. So it's going to be a bit harder to write a fanfiction.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters. If I did, Akatsuki would win and Pein would kill Madara. But that didn't happen, did it?

"We're sorry to tell you this, honey, but..." they began.

"But what?" I asked, knowing I would not like the answer.

"We're moving," my mom blurted out. I could only stare at her for a few moments before exclaiming,

"WHAT?"

My parents are missing-nin, so we move frequently. No one knows about my parents' status, and we would like to keep it that way, so I will soon find myself in Konoha, once again being forced to start anew at yet another high school. I sighed at the thought.

"Well, I guess I should have seen it coming. When are we leaving?" I asked. I did not receive a reply.

I looked over at my parents and sighed at how easily they could shift their attention to a mere bug in the corner of the room and shuffled dejectedly to my bedroom. I look around the small room and decided to begin packing. Seeing as we moved quite often, I tried not to accumulate many possessions, so I finished fairly quickly. Now left with nothing to do, I threw myself onto my bed and couldn't help but think, 'This year is going to suck.'

"So, here is your new schedule," the secretary said, a fake smile plastered onto her face. "Welcome to Konoha High."

I took the piece of paper from her without a word and skimmed over my schedule while walking out of the office.

Minami Rin

Homeroom- Hatake Kakashi

Science- Jiraiya

Math- Umino Iruka

Language Arts- Shiranui Genma

Social Studies- Sarutobi Hiruzen

Becoming a shinobi- Mitarashi Anko

The lack of room numbers on my schedule only added to my frustration. I sighed and decided against going back into the office to ask for directions. I was roaming the halls when I saw a white-haired man walking in the opposite direction.

"Aren't you a little late?" he asked. I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes.

"I'm new. Apparently, I'm supposed to be in Kakashi-sensei's homeroom, but there aren't any room numbers anywhere, so I'm lost," I replied.

"Alright then, follow me; your class is this way." I did as I was told, grateful that I did not have to try to find the room on my own.

"I have a question," I stated after a while.

"Yes?"

"Why are you wearing a mask?" My question was left unanswered as we stopped in front of a door. He slid the door open and I looked past him into the classroom. I was a bit taken aback by how well-behaved the students seemed to be. But after studying them and the state of the classroom - crumpled papers littered the floor - for a bit, I could tell they had not been this way before the door opened.

I walked in with the stranger, whom the students greeted with a bow. It was then I realized that this man was Kakashi-sensei. The first thing I did when I walked into the classroom was bow to my new peers, but the students did not greet me back; they only stared. I felt uncomfortable under their scrutinizing gazes, but I was not surprised. To many, it is strange to be albino. Though I was not completely albino - I had the white hair and red eyes associated with albinism, my skin was very tan - my appearance was not normal.

"Introduce yourself. State your name, your likes and dislikes, and something about yourself.

I mentally sighed, but was grateful to Kakashi-sensei for bringing an end to the awkward silence.

"My name is Minami Rin. I enjoy painting and I dislike… well, to be frank, I dislike sluts and hoes, for lack of a better word. I also have sarcastic tendencies."

"Okay. You may sit with either Pein and Konan, who are seated in the back of the classroom, or these, 'sluts, for lack of a better word,'" I frowned at his slight mocking tone, "seated next to the window, where you, most likely, will not pay attention. I assume you prefer to sit with Pein and Konan, so hurry and get settled. Pein and Konan, raise your hands." Two people with odd hair and eye colors raised their hands slightly, both wearing indifferent expressions. I trudged to the back of the classroom and sat in the desk between them. After a few futile attempts to start a conversation, I realized that they were not interested at all and left them alone. Not paying any attention to Kakashi-sensei at all, I took the time to observe these two mysterious people. Pein, an orange-haired male with purple-grey eyes patterned with swirls, had an apparent aloof quality, and an aura that made me tense a bit. I turned my head slightly to look over at Konan, a girl with amber eyes and a light blue paper flower in her blue hair.

After what seemed like days, Kakashi-sensei dismissed us and I quickly grabbed my books and placed them roughly into my messenger bag. I quickly exited the classroom and roamed the hallways, hoping I would find my next class, science, easily.

When I finally found it, I stumbled across a few students walking into the classroom, complaining they would rather be in any class but this one. Genuinely curious about what made the class so unbearable, I showed Jiraiya-sensei my schedule. Once again, I had to introduce myself to the class. Jiraiya-sensei placed me at Pein's table. Jiraiya-sensei then announced that whoever we shared the table with would be our lab partner for the remainder of the year. I glanced at Pein and inwardly grimaced. Disappointed, I laid my head on the table and looked out the window, ignoring whatever the teacher was saying. I felt a pang in my heart as my thoughts wandered to my older brother, now deceased. When his leg was amputated, he got an infection that we were not aware of until it was too late. My eyes flooded with tears at revisiting the memories of my best friend. I heard someone call my name and realized Pein was trying to tell me something.

"What?" I asked unintelligently.

"I said, we have to cut open a frog," he repeated. My eyes widened in horror. The day could not get any worse.