I COULD SWEAR…DON'T SWEAR!
KANKUROU
I hate school. I hate Konoha. I think I hate Temari and Garaa right now. I hate Mum and Dad for DYING. I hate the way we all missed the train, then the second one was an express train, then the THIRD one didn't stop at…
Okay, I hate my life. End of story. Can we go to someone else's POV now?
MEG: Fine…
TEMARI
Kankurou was edgy on our first day of our new school, and I don't really blame him. He's not automatically popular, like me, or a child-genius like Garaa is.
What he does do is get into fights every two seconds, because he's stubborn, proud and tough.
Like, this morning?
We get to the train station, and Garaa and me tag on with our cards, but Kankurou forgot his at home.
Rather then pay for a measly ticket, or just go back to the house (we can't call it 'our' home yet) and get his Smart-Rider, he makes me distract the train guard by asking for directions, while he jumps over the barrier, and sprints off down the station platform.
The guard was too busy staring at me to notice.
I hate being used like that.
Our new school uniform is kinda cool, better then the ones back in Suna (we've changed schools five times because Kankurou keeps getting expelled). I'm wearing a white blouse with a black bandanna, a black pleated skirt, black knee socks and black shoes.
Garaa and Kankurou are wearing white shirts, black ties, black pants, black shoes and black blazers. They hate it.
Garaa's wearing that bloody leather bracelet with the spikes on it, he's gonna get in trouble for it, and will I bail him out again?
No.
GARAA
Temari was thinking she wouldn't help me out at school, but she was wrong.
We're in there for, like, two seconds. Kankurou's looking around for some little kid to beat up, Temari's smiling at everyone, and I'm just standing there wondering what the hell I'm supposed to do, when a teacher comes up to me and says: "GET THAT BRACELET OFF NOW!!"
She yelled it, actually, and she yelled some more when I said: "No." (Izzat so wrong?)
By now, everyone's staring at us, and Kankurou goes: "I don't know him." And bolts, leaving me and Temari to face this old lady of a teacher who looks like she's long passed her used-by-date.
When the teacher was done yelling at me, Temari said, so calmly I couldn't understand it at all: "Ma'am, please respect my brother's individuality and style. Our parents died, you see. We're orphans, we just moved here from Suna…" She sniffed, and I knew she was about to use the crocodile tears she uses on Kankurou and me. "He's been so…so, devastated…"
I did my best to look 'devastated' and it must've worked because the teacher let us go.
Actually, she let us go because some kid called Naruto Uzumaki was rollerblading through the hallways, and he crashed into a cute pink-haired girl who immediately yelled: "SASUKE!!"
The kid called Sasuke ducked into a nearby room, which happened to be the girls room, and he ran out again when they started screaming.
Temari snickered, and I could hear Kankurou laughing from all the way down the other end of this long hallway we were standing in (everything in Konoha is bigger then it is in Suna).
As for me?
Well, I just stood there.
"Shall we go now?" I asked Temari suddenly.
"Huh!?" She gasped.
"Oh, don't pay attention to what the precocious little rebel is saying." Was what I snapped before I just walked off and left her.
Hey, I listen to Disturbed and wear a bracelet with spikes on it.
Just call me a punk. Oiboi jainal darou!!
