Hey guys, yes, for the like, the 14 people who actually took interest in my last fanfics, I haven't updated in ages, which I am sorry for D:

So to pass the time before I get more motivation I'm just gonna write any drabble that comes to mind, I think the best way to do that is in that sort of Naruto/slice of life hybrid known as Konoha highschool.

I've atempted this before and always succeed in my first chapter, but yeah, get carried away a little bit after that.

I have/use allot of OC's, i'm often told I should just replace the characters of Naruto with some characters I can make up in my head at anytime and them make it an original story, but motivation is hard to find on fictinpress, because if your story is depprived of vampires, were-wolves, horribly written love stories and the vocabulary range of a 12 year old your story is rpetty much fucked.

Now I present to you, the (most likely) on well-thought out chapter in this drabble thing!

Gita POV

So like, there I was, totally starring a door.

But not just any door, no this was the door into a magical place, full of wonders and strange people, a world where you can truly belong and do incredible things, it is not without its threats though, you have to join your friends and battle the perils within the magic world, to make a better future for yourself.

I might aswell call this world Fantasia, since I just described the perfect setting for one of those god-awful mmorpgs everyone seems to be playing these days. But calling it fantasia means we have a choice whether to enter its perils or not, I'm outside the doors of a highschool in some city I've lived at for a while.

At the sounding of the bell, I decide to enter with the normal 'huh? where am I going? Im so embarrased!' sort of attitude to illude the fact I just couldn't be bothered to find out.

But as soon as I enter i'm greeted with sight of a beautiful obviously upper-class girl staring right at me, she had long blonde hair, Green eyes you could stare at creepily from across the class room for a great amount of time, "You there, you're Hakasame-san right?" She asked, handing me a class-slip with my name on it.

"... Yes?" I answered, relunctently for some reason, it's not like Hakasame wasn't my sir name, but I was called Gita from where I came from, and frankly getting the 'formal talk' treatment from a good-looking girl usually means she wants piss-all to do with you.

"Come with me, I will take you to your first class." She said, and there it goes, so much for my 'huh? where am I going? I'm so embarrased!' sort of act.

So I've ranted more than I have written, nice, thats really skillfull.

So yes?... no?... maybe?... maybe not?

I'll bring a much longer chappie out soonish though, as soon I get the approval of some ceratin people for certain things (and you have no idea what I'm talking about)

YO! my like, ten readers, tell me what ya think! :D