Jinnie's Note: Hello, my dearies! Welcome to my very first story~ I wasn't sure what I wanted to do first, but since it's summer time...I thought I should do a summer-ish theme story! :D And WHAM this idea came to mind. I hope you dearies will enjoy this story. :) Please do leave some feedback if desired! Of course, there is no pressure. (But secretly there is. ;D)

By the way, is it just me or is it getting more and more difficult to find stories with Gaara and an OC? Just me? Probably.

"A lot of people feel uncomfortable of something different.
They don't understand it and don't know how to react.
That is why they go to the easiest emotion: hatred."

-So Ra Watanabe

"Love? I don't believe in "love" because isn't it just a word
to gain affection from another?
So why waste time and effort when
you're just going to end up all alone anyways?"

-Gaara No Sabaku

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How To Be Bad

chapter 1

After seventeen years of living, So Ra Watanabe came to a sudden conclusion about herself. She was too awkwardly shy and kind-hearted that no matter what she would do, that fact would never change. No matter how my times her good friends Sakura and Ino would attempt to boost up her confidence and crack that too good of a heart, it wasn't going to change a single thing. Especially not going to some "summer camp".

Only Hinata seemed to comprehend her heart.

"Oh, c'mon, So Ra-chan! It'll be a lot of fun!" the pink-haired female pouted, trying to convince the idea to So Ra. They were chatting through Skype and, as she noticed, Ino-chan was there also, painting her nails on top of Sakura-chan's bed.

"Plus, there will be a lot of hot guys there," commented Ino-chan. She gave a flirtatious wink while flapping her hands around in attempt to make her painted nails dry on faster.

The thought made So Ra frown. "You guys know I don't do well with guys . . ." Which was true as she grew up in all girls' school to this day. The only male that she ever came in contact was with her older brother. Of course there were those random incidences where her two best friends who trick her into group dates - where, none of them ended up well. So Ra would either faint or faint. It was never a pretty sight.

"That's why," Sakura-chan began, that impatience growing thick towards the edge of her voice. "you should came to camp! Maybe you'll even fall in love."

Ah, love. That was one of So Ra's greatest wish. To be able to fall in love. Except, she believed that that would be impossible in this lifetime. That was why she stuck with her books. Her smutty books, as Sakura-chan would taunt all the time. True, the novels that she would read had explicit sex scenes but that wasn't what made the novels irresistible! Okay, perhaps that was half of the reason. Not that she would ever admit that, though.

"Do you think so?" she murmured, but quickly shook that thought away. "It's fine. I have my Ryuu-kun and Sho-kun." Okay, sure, they are fictional characters but that does not mean they are not super hot. Plus, they are all mythological monsters. Yum. Vampires and werewolves? So Ra had a great love towards them, found the thought of proscriptive relationships romantic. They all had something in common as well. Yes, they all had large cocks and was fantastic in bed (from what she reads, at least) but that wasn't want allured her so much. All of the characters, despite their problems, were committed. And so much better than real guys. Definitely.

"They're not real, So Ra-chan!" Sakura-chan pinched the bridge of her nose and exchanged an exhale. "Don't you want to fall in love?" At the last question, the pink-haired female gave a soft, sad smile.

If there was one thing that So Ra could pin-point what she detested about herself, that would be how she was so easy to feel guilt. Just from the mere look from Sakura-chan gave a tingle of guilt throughout her entire body. It was uncomfortable and made her feel like the bad guy. "I do . . ." she ended up whispering, equaling in that sad smile.

"Then it's official," Ino-chan suddenly proclaimed. Her eagerness sliced through the moment of silence exchanged between Sakura and So Ra. "You're going to go to camp."

Panic started to lace around So Ra's throat. "Wait! I'm not going by myself, right?"

At that frighten statement, the two best friends chortled, almost surprised that the shy female would actually assume that. It was Sakura-chan, although from giggles, that answered. "No, of course not! Ino-chan and I will be there with you as well as Hinata-chan!"

Now that surprised So Ra. "Hina-chan is going?"

"She wants to change," Sakura-chan started.

Ino-chan ended the sentence. "And fall in love."

It was before she was able to say anything that the pink-haired female added something else. "However, there is a condition." From the glimpse of both Ino and Sakura's evil smirks, So Ra couldn't say it was going to be a good thing.

She swallowed, nervously. "Condition?"

"We're going to teach you how to be bad," the friends said in unison.

"Oh goodness . . . " And not even once had those evil smirks faltered. Not even once.

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"I heard that you'll be attending a camp?"

So Ra fell silent, shocked at how her mother would know as she was told of this not too long ago. Are there hidden cameras? "Um, yes?" It wasn't supposed to end up as a hesitating question but rather a statement. Curse her shyness. She wiggled in the seat she was in.

"When are you leaving?" Her mother placed a mug of hot chocolate in front of the female. She immediately took a hold onto the soft pink My Melody mug and stole a couple sips. If So Ra was being compared of looks, she resembled more of her mother. At the height of 148cm (and shrinking) So Ra was constantly mistaken as a little kid. Perhaps it was because of that thought, height was her major complex.

She was cute as a bunny . . . but maybe cuter. Her white as snow hair was long, flowing all the way down to the mid-center of her back, but tied into two low braided pigtails. Her fringes were straight across, marking a sign of innocence and youngness. Large, over-sized glasses would constantly fall to the tip of her button-up nose. Her eyes were slanted, small, and beady of a childish tint of wintery blue. But perhaps it was her face structure that indicated that baby-ness. She had a slim face, but chubby cheeks and pouty pale lips.

Not only was So Ra short, she was also petite. It was these features that have come from her mother - which she still blamed her till this day.

"Saturday," she ended up mumbling. "and we're coming back in two months."

What happened next had not been what she expected. Her mother squealed, looked overly excited. "Did you pack yet? Let me help you gather up your things!"

So Ra blinked once, twice. Then came to a conclusion that this camp trip was going to be a lot longer than it seemed.