A/N: I would like to point out, I wrote this in 8th grade and didn't bother to change anything. Also, this was before I had an account.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in Naruto.

She stared out the window. It was a dark and rainy day. She took her sketch book out of her desk and started to draw, but she couldn't stop looking outside. She twirled her out-grown bangs around her finger and dazed off.

*BAM*

She opened her eyes and saw her teacher looking down at her with her hand slammed on her desk. She looked around the room and noticed everyone in the class was staring at her, too.

"Your paper, Ms. Kagura?" asked her teacher.

She looked down and noticed that only two of the five questions were done. She didn't care. Those were two of the things she was known for: failing and not caring.

She handed her teacher the paper and grabbed whatever sketch books she had with her. She stood up and started walking to the next class; her long, brown hair swaying behind her.

The hallway was filled with students. She just started to draw on an open page in one of her sketch books when someone walked by and pushes her. She fell down against the heater with her books scattered everywhere.

She rushed to pick them up, doing the best to ignore the cut on her arm.

. . .three. . .four. . .eight sketch books, two how to draw manga books, three manga books, and a pencil case. She relaxed when she realized that she had everything.

The hallway was empty and classes had started. She took her phone out of her pocket to check the time. 1:15. She was already 15 minutes late for gym. She was going to head to the Spanish room and ditch what was left of class, but changed her mind.

She looked through the window of the gym and saw that they were playing dodge ball. Yeah, she was going to skip. She headed towards the art room. Third grade was there at this time. She skipped a lot of classes to go to the art room. She loved going there. She especially loved it when third grade was there so she could see Miiko.

Outside the art room, she saw her friend, Arisa. She smiled. She only showed her emotions to three people: Miikio, Arisa, and Mrs. Sharin.

"Hey, Arisa," she said.

"Ah!" screamed Arisa. "Kagura, don't scare me like that!"

"Sorry," she said, smiling. "So you ditched class to see Miiko, too?"

"Yeah. I need to get away during language class."

"Oh, I know what you mean. I can't deal with Mrs. Monna."

"You're bleeding again."

"Uh, well, I got pushed into the heater."

"Who did it this time?"

"Don't know. I was drawing."

"You seriously are oblivious."

"Well, are we gonna keep talking or are we gonna see Miiko?"

"Miiko," they said in union.

Arisa opened the door and they walked in.

"Hey, Mrs. Sharin," said Kagura.

"Arisa, Kagura, ditching again?" asked Mrs. Sharin.

"Yeah, from gym."

"From language," said Arisa.

"Big sisters!"

They turned around and saw Miiko behind them. None of them were related, but they all refered to each other as 'sister'.

"Miiko," they said, hugging her.

"Why do you guys keep skipping? I don't want you guys to get in trouble again."

"Don't worry, Miiko," said Kagura. "We're fine as long as no one rats us out. Oh, Mrs. Sharin, I drew some more pictures I wanted to show you."

"Me, too," said Arisa.

"Don't try to change the subject, Kagura," said Mrs. Sharin. "Miiko's right. You two can't afford any more trouble."

Kagura just sighed. "Does that mean we have to leave now?"

"I can't force you."

"Okay, Arisa," she said, getting a coin. "Heads, we don't go to class. Tails, we stay here." She flipped the coin. "Tails. We stay here."

Arisa just laughed.

"Not what I meant."

"Fine," said Kagura, sighing again. "I'll leave, but I'm not going to class."

"Gonna skateboard through the halls again?" asked Miiko.

"Yeah, I just hope I don't get caught like last time."

Miiko hugged Arisa and Kagura.

"Bye, Miiko," they said.

"Bye, sisters," said Miiko.

"Come on, Arisa," said Kagura, pulling her. "I'm working on a new trick I wanna show you."

She pulled her into the Spanish room and got her skateboard from her locker.

They walked to the end of the hallway. She had a running start, jumped up and the skateboard flipped a few times. She was about to do another when she tripped and fell off.

"You okay, Kagura?" asked Arisa, running towards her.

"Well, I've been better."

"You are the most accident-prone person I know."

"Yeah. Do me a favor. First, put my skateboard back in my locker. Second, help me get to the office."

In the office, there was a boy there.

"Kagura," said Mrs. Sinn, as she handed her an ice pack. "This is Itachi Uchiha. He'll be in your class starting tomorrow."