OK! so this is my first fanfic (that i've posted on the computer ; ) ) so please... be nice in your reviews and please do review : ) it is much appreciated. I might be changing the chapters a bit after they are posted so keep coming back if you'd like to check out its improvement (possibly)... and this story is rated for later chapters. Im not quite sure how to rate it but I thought the M rating might cover it pretty well... (hahah this is my way of not getting in trouble for possibly corrupting little kid's minds ; ) ) So yes... Its not very good but practice makes perfect, Eh:0) PLEASE ENJOY : )

Note: Any reviews that are just plain rude will be deleted; but I still encourage healthy criticism and tips or suggestions that might make the story better : ) thanks a lot!!

-GinaBee


1. Kankuro
Who does she think she is? Sitting in my seat, the one I've sat in every single day of my school life, starting at three! Didn't anyone tell her that the seats were assigned?

I stared at her, then at the empty seat next to her.

Well I guess this is what I get for trying to skip…

"Kankuro, Its bad enough that you're late! Find a seat and SIT IN IT!"

"Great," I thought as I sat down, sighing in annoyance "Now I've got Baki on my case…" I started pulling out my books when my sister, Temari, hit the back of my head. "We dont need those today, Baka!" She hissed. The lights went out and one of the students wheeled out a projection cart to front of the class. Baki, after sending the kid back to his seat, turned the machine on.

The screen showed two words: Reproduction Education.

Giggles and a few whispers erupted around the class room. The Girl next to me (the seat thief) sighed. I glanced over and smirked at the annoyed expression on her face. "What a day to be the new kid…" I thought. "Ohwell. She deserves it."

The noise was immediately silenced by the glare sent out by Baki. "Now…. This film is a requirement for all classes… I expect everyone to be mature while watching. Or else." And with that, he started the film.

"Human Reproduction," The woman's cheery voice started, "is a rough topic, made even rougher by the age of our viewers (you) and their society of young people; So to make it easier, turn to whoever you are watching this with, introduce yourself, and end the little 'powwow' with a big hug! This should take two minutes or less." This command was followed by the woman on screen hugging herself and grinning stupidly at the audience, as a supposed demonstration. The Idiot.

I sighed and turned to the seat thief reluctantly (no use in getting yelled at like the others were). She looked at me slightly before shifting a stray strand of hair from her eyes and turning to at me. "Hi, My name is Gina. Bladeheart."

Gina? What kind of name was that? I shook her outstretched hand and took a brief moment to look her over before introducing myself.

She had red-tinted brown hair and vibrant purple eyes framed in a small line of dark eyeliner. Her face was round and slightly tanned (almost could be considered pale when matched up against some of us desert go-ers) with rosy cheeks and some noticeable Blemishes, none of which would cause any one to think she was ugly. Her clothes were what branded her as "new" the most. Instead of the usual brown or black worn by the people of the sand village, show wore a deep purple, short-sleeved army style (button up on both sides) shirt made of some thick fabric. Her pleated skirt was short and made out of the same thick fabric but was a deeper purple. She wore long purple boots, that matched the short scarf she wore around her neck.

Not too bad, in my opinion.

"My name is Kankuro."

She smiled. She wasn't perfect, but she had a pretty smile. Almost made me want to smile back.