Summary: I'm a cynical skeptic with a sarcasm problem and she could be considered a happy person. They're anti-social bastards who can't seem to use more than one syllable in a sentence. Lovely.
Pairings: (in order of importance) NejiTen, SasuSaku, NaruHina, possible ShikaTema still deciding.
"Tennie? Tennie-ch-" The voice was interrupted. Not from her realizing that I was awake. No, she realized her mistake from my fingers enclosing on her throat.
"Finish that," I growled, looking up at the pinkette through half-asleep eyes. "And you die." I released my grip.
Sakura rolled her jade eyes. "Whatever. You need to get up. First day of school." She sat up from my bed and walked out, uniform already on. Ugh. School. That means dealing with new people and wearing that slutty outfit. Sakura and I knew that this would only lead to disaster. Hell, like we had a choice. Being an orphan is such fun. I sighed as I swung my legs out of my bed that and walked over to my oh-so-neat closet to my uniform (or what little uniform existed.)
Composed of the colors of Konoha High, (green, red and navy blue) it was evident that the uniform committee members were a bunch of sex-deprived pedophiles (A/N: you know who you are, fellow Naruto characters) It was a practically see-through white short sleeved blouse, a short as fuck pleated navy blue shirt that stopped halfway down the thigh, and knee-high white socks with a red, green and blue argyle design running up the sides of your leg. Oddly enough the shoes were our own choice (since no "smart" male will be looking at our shoes, now will they?
Anywhoo… I walked quickly out of my bedroom and into the bathroom to brush the tangles out of my bed-head hair. But alas, my brown hair remains to be its vexing wavy self, so as punishment I put it up in twin buns every day. After brushed my teeth and washing my face, I walked out to a Sakura munching on a cherry Pop-Tart. (A/N: sorry, couldn't help it.) I grabbed my s'mores flavored one out of the cabinet. She swallowed her last piece. "You ready to go?"
"As much as I'll ever be." I replied, grabbing my green and blue striped messenger bag, whilst she grabbed her black and red checkered one. After leaving our apartment complex we walked down our new street in our new neighborhood. Quickly, though in silence, we arrived at the structure of Hell. It was…standard. Parking lots full of assorted revealed the varied monetary status of the staff…and apparently the students. I looked over to my pink-haired companion; she seconded my opinion.
I touched my forehead, my chest and then both sides of my torso, signaling the cross, as we entered the rust-colored building. This placed screamed trouble, but perhaps I was being overdramatic. (Yes, yes you were) Inside the fluorescents lit up the front desk where a woman with short black hair was typing busily away. She looked up when she saw us enter. "I take that you two are the new students, correct?
"Hai," Sakura answered, bowing. I just stood there, looked around, clearly stating the fact that I was bored out of my effing skull. "Do you have our times tables?"
"That and a map to the school; it's bigger than it appears." She smiled as she handed us our things. Sakura grinned, while I forced a grin, looking more like a grimace.
"Arigato." The pinkette said, bowing once more. I just walked away; I found it pointless to be nice to people; they just disappointed you in the end.
She soon caught up with me as we continued to walk down the hallway. "Lighten up, Panda-chan, school hasn't even started and you're already in a crappy mood." The green-eyed girl said, frowning.
I scoffed. "Whatever." I muttered. "So, what classes do you have?"
She looked down at her schedule. "Umm…Homeroom, English, Geometry, Biology, Lunch, Gym, Home Ec, and Study Hall."
I looked down at mine. "Huh, same thing. Just think, if our regular uniforms are this slutty, just think how we will look in our gym uniforms?" I mused sarcastically. Sakura laughed, interlocking her arm with mine as we headed for the second floor stairs; all of our classes, save Home Ec, were on the same floor.
"I forgot you don't like showing yourself off, Tennie." She joked, nudging me. As if on cue, a group of boys going down the same stairs stared at us, wolf-whistled. I shook my head, my bangs swaying. "How vulgar."
Reaching the top of the steps, we saw our first classroom: Rm 201 Kakashi. We entered the class room to find that only a couple of students were inside. And no teacher. Awesome. We were barely noticed as we slipped in taking two seats in the back.
Did I say that we were barely noticed? My bad.
"Who are you two?!" A boy with short, spiky blond hair, tanned skin and clear blue eyes shouted at us, finally waking me up.
"Uh… I'm Tenten, she's Sakura." The latter waved.
"I'M NARUTO UZUMAKI!!" he ye- you know what? You should already know that he yelled that without me telling you.
"C-c-calm down, N-naruto-kun." A girl placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Hinata-chan! Have you met Sakura-chan and Tenten-chan?" Well if she did, I would know her name, now wouldn't I?
"Hello." Hinata bowed, her bluish-black hair falling over her shoulders. "I'm Hinata Hyuuga." Underneath her perfect bangs were these odd pale lavender eyes. Standing next to Hinata was another blonde, but female. Like Naruto, she had clear blue eyes. Unlike the loud boy, her hair was straight and in a ponytail.
"Hi! I'm Ino Yakamana! Allow me to introduce the three others you haven't met. The one dozing off is Shikamaru by the corner. The one in front of him with the dirty blonde hair in ponytails is Temari." Temari nodded at us, grinning.
"And the two right beside you-" Before I continue, I must ask. How the hell did we not notice that we're sitting at two separate tables (though right next to each other) with two occupants of the opposite sex at a two-person table? We usually don't miss stuff like this. (Well I don't)"-are Neji Hyuuga and Sasuke Uchiha." With chagrin, we turned to our fellow table members-me to a boy with long dark hair and pale lavender eyes. He was muscular, but not enough to be repulsive (to me, anyway.) and his face held strong features, but a remnant of is boy years were still there. Interesting. Next to Sakura, as I turned back around to see, a boy with onyx eyes and blackish-navy hair styled like…to put it plainly, a chicken's ass. His build was the same as the boy sitting next to me and could be considered attractive. (A/N: fangirls alive and fiction don't kill me. Remember this is NejiTenten, which means she doesn't have to be drooling over him.)
"Hn." Both of them grunted simultaneously, expressions apathetic.
"Well, don't I feel welcome." I said sarcastically.
"Yeah, you get used to it." Temari said, walking over to the group and sitting on a table.
"But wait," Sakura said, holding up four fingers. "That's four people. You said three."
"Kudos, Rose, you've learned how to count!" I exclaimed, clapping. (Told you, sarcasm problem. Sarcasm complex, per chance?) I ducked as she reached over to slap me. "But seriously, you did say three." I agreed.
"Oh we like to think of Neji and Sasuke as two equal parts of one anti-social bastard." Ino explained as she held two fingers up put together.
"Oh." We said "So Thing1 here is Neji-" I pointed at the long haired one. "-and Thing 2 here is Sasuke." Sakura caught on and pointed at the other.
"Hn." Chicken Butt and Cousin Itt glared at us, causing us to snicker. (A/N: yes I know Cousin Itt is short but he was the first thing that came to mind when I thought of long hair.)
"Ooo, scary." Sakura said, rolling their eyes.
"I like these two." Temari said to Ino. "We need more girls in this school that can stand up to those two without swooning." We raised our eyebrows in question.
"Believe it or not, Sasuke and Neji here have fangirls, clubs and all." Ino elaborated. "Led by the school whore herself, Karin."
"So there's an official 'I Heart Cousin Itt' fanclub?" I asked incredulously/sarcastically. "I'll believe when I see it." The group laughed, even Hinata giggled.
"Are you going to continue to talk to me like I'm not here?" Hyuuga, asked clearly annoyed. I think I hit a nerve.
"Well obviously," I said rolling my eyes as I turned to him. "At least until I figured out how to get a multi-syllable reply from you. Mission Accomplished." I grinned. He must have realized his slip up and swiftly returned back to his original composure.
"Sorry I'm late." A man walked in, most likely our teacher. His gray-silver hair stood up for the most part, a navy mask covering his mouth and a bandana covered his right eye. "I walked under a ladder and a black cat crossed my path so I had to take a longer route to school today." Huh. Secretive and superstitious.
"LIAR! You drive to school!" The class exclaimed, save me, Sakura, Chicken Butt, Cousin Itt, Hinata, and the currently sleeping Shikamaru.
"Regardless, can the two new students introduce themselves and name one thing about them?" Kakashi-sensei glanced at us briefly before cracking open a book titled Icha Icha Paradise on it. Ch. Pervert, and a lazy one at that. Could least pretend like he wants to be here. We stood and the class turned to face us.
"Hi I'm Sakura Haruno and…my favorite song is 'Rolling Star' by Yui." Sakura waved and smiled.
I almost forgot she uses her surname. "Tenten. 'The World'. Nightmare." I stated, bored, sitting back in my chair, Sakura following suit.
"Moving on…do whatever you want until the bell rings." Our "teacher" said, eager to read his book.
"Wow, is he always like that?" I mused out loud mordantly, not expecting an answer.
But I still got one. "Yes." I turn to see Hyuuga opening a book. The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown. They read American books here? I thought. So the boy does have a brain.
"What put you under the impression that I didn't?"
Great, he heard me. "At first, I really didn't care. But when I was informed that that you had fangirls, that opinion-or what little of it-" I interrupted myself. "Changed."
He closed his book and turned to fully face me; I had his attention. "How so?"
I took a deep breath. "Well, superficial girls like boys because they are deemed attractive in their minds. Also, seeing how it takes one to know one-or like one-" I interrupted my thoughts once more. " Regarded boy only has one thing going for them, their outward appearance, rendering them equally as shallow, the only difference being testosterone. In the technical and physical sense, they have a brain but choose not to use it to its full potential." I explained.
He nodded, soaking my words in. "So what does reading Dan Brown have to do with me having a brain?" He inquired, intrigued.
A small smile crept on my face for the first time today; I become happy whenever I don't have to dumb things down for people. (Not that simplifying my words helps my case.) "It has a lot to do with your brain, Hyuuga." He arched an eyebrow at my choice of addressing him. "For it takes one to be able to really process what the author is saying. A smart person would find ironic that Christians choose to worship on Sunday, so aptly named after the pagan sun god Ra. It contradicts what we have presumed-that Christianity just stepped in and took over, extinguishing the pagan religion-when really it was a transmutation of sorts- a top-heavy metamorphosis."
"I did find that interesting." He nodded, close to smiling. "I also find you interesting." He added. "You may be the first girl that I can actually converse with, Tenten."
"Then you've looked in the wrong places, Hyuuga, which doesn't surprise me."
I said, looking at him squarely in the eyes.
"Hn." He narrowed his eyes.
"You were doing so well, Itt, must you return to your monosyllabic response?" I shook my head, feigning disappointment.
His eye twitched. "Hn."
I sighed. "Just to spite me, huh? This is your own fault no one can have a real conversation with you." I crossed my arms and turned back in my chair.
"Hn." I could just tell he was smirking.
"I see no point in this continuing." I had the last word as I gathered my things right before the bell rang.
"Hn." But of course, he had the last syllable.
My first fanfic, up and running. Yahoo. For those who haven't read any thing by Dan Brown, shame on you. (i'm kidding) He's an awesome writer. Hey, if you all can mention Twilight then I can mention The Da Vinci Code, Angels And Demons, and The Lost Symbol all the hell i want. Anywhoo...read and review I guess. (btw, i currently have nothing on my profile so...yeah BYE!)