A/N:Hello readers around world! Here's another fanfiction by yours truly. Even thought school had just started, I'll try my hardest to not neglect my stories.

Don't Own Naruto.


Chapter 1


I open my eyes to see a pre dawn light from the sun.

I have the most sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach.

The reason... it's the first day of school.

Before I move any further, let me properly introduce myself.

I am Hinata H. Hyuuga. Triple H for short. I'm 15 going on 16. I'm now a junior at Leave Village High. I just moved from a big city in Japan and moved over here to Konoha. I live with my father, my younger sibling, and my older cousin. The reason we moved here was because of money trouble. Don't feel like going into detail. I'm like the black sheep in the family, again I don't want to go in detail. And that's pretty much the main things you need to know about me, and um... that's it.

I lazily got out of bed and walked over to the one bathroom we all share. I always have to wake up super early just to get to it first. It's too much to go through, but I just have to deal with it. I mean, living with three other people and having one bathroom is not the best thing. Especially if those three people are hair obsessed. All of them have long, chocolate hair, while I have the short, violet hair. Yes, I care about my hair, I just don't make a big deal about it.

I stare at myself in the mirror. My reflection have tangled hair, eye boogers, and dry drool on the side of her face. She looks disgusting. She looks just like me. After staring at myself I start my bath. When I settled into the bath tub, some banged hard on the door.

bang bang bang bang

"Get out! I need the bathroom!" My sister, Hanabi, yelled.

I ignored her. It was always like this every morning when school starts. She'll keep banging on the door and yell till I get out. Then Neji would walk up to her and tell her to shut up, but she'll keep yelling like the ignorant child she is. Neji would wait with her just as impatient,t but keeps silence. When I get out the bathroom they'll both glare at me. I'll shrug it off and go to my room to change. There's always a cycle in this household we're like running machines. We'll malfunction if something different happens in our life.

As I sit in the tub I hear another set of footsteps, my cousin, Neji.

"Shut up you little brat." Neji growled.

Hanabi muttered something I couldn't hear. Then the yelling continued.

After ten minutes I got out tub, put on my purple silk robe, and looked at myself in the mirror again. My reflection's hair was wet and some stand were stuck to her heart shaped face, her face is more refreshed, and it was softer and more smooth. She looked clean. She was me.

I stepped out the bathroom and ignored the glares. I went to my room and put on my gray sweat pants and hoodie. Since the school I'm going to now is not uniform, I have the rights to wear sweats. The schools I usually go to I had to wear blazers, ties, and skirts. Everyday you'll see a army full of people wearing the same thing. The word individual didn't exist. It was sad to me, because we wasn't allow to express ourselves in different clothing. The principal and teaches believed it was over rated and would corrupt our minds.

Leave Village High, you can wear what ever you want. Of course it has to be appropriate.

Me, I'm the kind of person who hates to be noticed. I try my hardest to blend in with the walls. I guess you can say I'm a loner, I never had any real friends. You see how things are at my house. I don't think school would treat me any better. I sit in classrooms, bathroom stalls, or in a dark corner in the cafeteria when I eat lunch. No one ever had the courtesy to speak to me and I do the same with them.

When I got dressed, I left the house without Hanabi and Neji. The relationship between us is weak. We all can't stand each other. We all just live better if we went our seperate way. But since Neji goes to the same school as me, it will become quite difficult to do that.

I finally made to Leaf Village High. For a small town, the school was enormous! Well, at least I can say this place care about their education. I doubt it though.

The students were in different groups surrounding the school. One group had on loose jeans, baggy T-shirts, bandanna in their back pockets, and caps. They look ridiculous, what kind of group is that? The Eminem one? I couldn't help but giggle.

Another group next to them wore alot of plaid and argyles. The first thing I spotted was that one girl in the group had abnormally pink were looking at the Eminem crowd and started whispering. Probably talking about how retarded they look. From how the plaid group act, I can tell I need to avoid them before they talk about me as well.

Before I was able to look any further, someone tapped on my shoulder.

I turned around to face a girl with four spiky pigtails. She had on a white shirt and jeans.

"Your new huh?" She asked.

"Yes." I said.

"Temari." She stuck out her hand.

"Hinata." I stuck out mine and gently shook her hand.

"Yeah, It's always like this." She said absent mindedly while staring the plaid group.

"Huh?" I wasn't understanding what she was talking about.

"I guessing you never saw anything like this." She looked back at me. "They're called cliques."

"Cliques?" As in turn on the light switch click?

"Yeah. It's like being labeled." Temari explained. "More like being with people who acts and dress like you. It's sort of pathetic to me."

"I just thought they're in clubs." I said. Temari was right I'm not use to this 'clique' thing. It's still like my old school, but divided into smaller sections this time.

"Not really..." Temari shrugged.

"What....clique are you in?" I asked.

"None."

"What do you mean none?" Not getting what she's saying.

"I like to follow my own path. Be an individual."

"Oh." I nodded in understanding. That would make since. I like being my own person too.

"Yeah. Not many around here though. Everyone wants to be in a crowd, because they're afraid to show who they really are." Temari said.

"Really?"

"Well that's my theory. And I'm sticking to it."

Interesting...

"My brother's are individuals too. So we stay together almost all the time."

I couldn't help but ask, "Are you close with your brothers?"

"Of course. Sure we argue a lot, but that's how we show affection to each other." Temari smiled.

Is that how it is with my sister and cousin?

I couldn't answer that question because the bell ringed.

RING

"Nice meeting you Temari-san." I nodded.

"You too, Hina." Temari said before she ran off towards the main building.

I look up at the sky as I walk straight inside. An individual. It's sounds so exclusive in a way.

As I was thinking, I tripped over someones foot, and almost faced plant on the concrete. I was waiting for the fall, but it took too long. I peeked one eye open to see I haven't fell yet and someone had their arms around my waist. I turn to see a boy with lovely pale skin and teal colored eyes with shaggy red hair.

"Watch where you're going." He said before he stood me up and walk inside the school.

Who was that guy?


A/N: Here's the first chapter. Most of you probably know who the guy is. If not you'll have to wait for the next chapter to figure it out.

Thanks for Reading!