Disclaimer: I, Artsysmiles, do not own any Naruto plot lines, characters, or merchandise. However, eventually I will own Gaara, Sasuke, and Itachi. MWAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!! That is all.
Chemistry
"Another day, another crappy chemistry class," gumbled sixteen-year-old Sakura Haruno. She ran a hand through her bubble gum pink hair and sighed; let's just say that Sakura was getting a hundred in chemistry, minus twenty-seven points. She attended Konoha Center for the Arts and Technology, right in the heart of our very own city of Konoha.
"Hey! Sakura-chan! Wait up!" yelled our favorite hyperactive blonde, Naruto Uzumaki. He came running at her in full force, and finally slowed to a stop right before crashing into her. "Sorry, Sakura-chan. I'm just all hyped up on ramen today. Did you know that Ichiraku has made me customer of the year?" he yelled.
"Naruto. Please shut up before I go deaf. Now, I love you, but you're worse than Ino on a shopping spree," Sakura stated.
Naruto stared blankly at her before continuing in a normal voice, "Sakura, you can't love me! What about me and Hinata's relationship? Are you a player?" he asked. Now it was Sakura's turn to stare blankly at him.
"I MEANT I LOVE YOU AS A FRIEND! YOU BAKA!!" she roared. Naruto mumbled an apology before scurrying off into the safety that was Hinata. Sakura growled angrily as she walked into Orochimaru's chemistry classroom, and took a seat next to Ino Yamanaka.
"Hey, forehead. What's up?" Ino asked as she finished texting Temari.
"Nothing, Ino-pig. However, is it mandatory for all 11th graders to take chemistry? Please, let it be a 'No'. I can't take another class filled with Orochimaru-sensei's annoying hissing," Sakura grumbled.
"Well, Sakura-"
"Welcome to another day of chemissstry. Classs, pleassse open up your booksss to page 46," hissed Orochimaru. Sakura mentally groaned as she took out the dreaded book that was chemistry.
"Come on, Sasuke-kun. You'll love your new school!" exclaimed Mikoto Uchiha.
"Yeah. School is great, except...FOR THE FACT THAT IT'S SCHOOL!!" yelled Sasuke Uchiha. Mikoto looked shocked at her son's sudden outburst, but still ushered him out of the car and into his new highschool. Sasuke groaned as he saw his mother drive away waving. Great. Now I'm stuck in another slutty hell hole. Angrily, Sasuke pulled out his class schedule. It read:
1st Period: Math with Kakashi
2nd Period: Social Studies with Asuma
3rd Period: Gym with Ibiki/Anko
4th Period: Study Hall with Kurenai
5th Period: Lunch
6th Period: Chemistry with Orochimaru
7th Period: English with Gai
8th Period: Art History with Jiraya
"Ok. Sixth period with...Orochimaru?!?!? I thought I had a restraining order against him??? I guess Mom over looked that part of the application," Sasuke said as he ran a hand through his raven colored hair.
"Now, Misss Haruno, pleasssse tell me which two chemicalsss you-" Orochimaru stopped talkng as he heard a knock at the door. "One moment, classs," he said as he glided over to the door.