Wow, this is the first thing I've written in forever! i did this VERY quickly, so I apologize for any gramtical errors or characterization issues. I promise the next chapters will be MUUUCH better, but I just wanted to get this started. Please, review, comment, constructive criticism, etc! i hope you like it or at least have fun laughing at how sucky it is!
Hinata Hyuga took a deep breath. In. out. In. Out. Now, somebody who didn't know the girl may have wondered why she was standing in front of Konoha High's main door, looking like a deer in headlights. Of course, nobody but her older cousin actually knew her, as today was her first day away from her fancy-schmancy private academy and in good old public school.
Hinata took a tentative glance around, and then entered the building slowly after she reassured herself that nobody was staring at her. Neji had promised to meet her half an hour before school started to show her around, but she was beginning to think he had only said that to appease her father. After all, there were only ten minutes left before class started and she hadn't even picked up her schedule yet!
She soon found herself in the front office, staring at the secretary with what must have been sheer panic stamped on her face.
"Oh, you must be the new student here! Neji's cousin?" The woman inquired in a friendly manner. Hinata noted that the nametag pinned on her crisp grey button-up shirt read SHIZUNE. She could only nod in reply.
"Great." Shizune smiled. "Here is your schedule. You can ask any of the students around here for directions, but I'm sure Neji already has that taken care of. Have a nice day!" With that, Shizune had turned back to her computer and seemed utterly engrossed in checking her email (which Hinata noted mainly consisted of spam and chain-mail).
"T-thank you." Hinata barely uttered before walking back into the now-crowded hallway. She looked around desperately for Neji, for anyone with a halfway friendly face, because there were only five minutes left before first period started and she really had no idea where she was supposed to go. The hallways were large and confusing-there were no signs anywhere!
Hinata continued stumbling around, confused, when she realized with a jolt that she was no longer standing, but had been knocked over and was laying haphazardly in the middle of the hall.
"NARUTO, YOU IDIOT!" She heard a high-pitched, angry female voice yell, and a girl with pink hair suddenly appeared at Hinata's side, fuming.
"I-I'm so, so v-very sorry." Hinata managed before she realized the girl was not yelling at her. The pink-haired girl looked down at her sympathetically and held a hand out.
"I'm so sorry about that. That was just Naruto, he was being dumb." The girl pulled Hinata to her feet. "Hey, you're new here, right? Neji's cousin? I'm Sakura." She smiled.
Hinata managed a shy smile back, and a boy popped up by her side.
"Hey, sorry about that back there." He rubbed the back of his blonde head sheepishly and grinned. Hinata felt her knees goes just a bit weaker, if that was possible in her current state of embarrassment and anxiety.
He pointed a finger to himself, and Hinata noticed he had a strange set of whiskers on his face. "Naruto Uzumaki!"
Sakura rolled her eyes and glanced at Hinata's schedule, which she had been clutching so tightly that it was now wrinkled.
"Hey, you have first period with us! Come on, let's go! You can't be late on your first day of school." With that, Sakura and Naruto took off, Hinata only a few steps behind them, desperate to catch up and not be left to fend for herself in the chaotic hallway.
Soon enough, they arrived at a messy language arts classroom. Hinata was slightly surprised that there was only about half the class present, although the bell was bound to ring in a few minutes.
Sakura seemed to notice Hinata's confusion.
"Oh, Kakashi is the teacher for this class. He's always at least ten minutes late, usually fifteen. Most kids don't get here until after the late bell rings." Sakura sank into a seat near the front of the class, next to a blonde girl. Hinata shyly took the seat next to Sakura, hoping she wasn't taking anyone else's chair.
The blonde turned to her. "Hi, I'm Ino." She started to say something else, but then a kid in a gray hoodie ran in, out of breath.
"He's coming! He's going to be on time today!" He collapsed in a seat near Naruto (Hinata's heart pounded even harder when she looked at him), in the back.
Hinata started getting her materials out in a rush, as she saw Sakura and Ino do, nervous for what this class beheld.
English turned out to be extremely uneventful. Kakashi didn't even notice she was a new student until Sakura pointed out to him that Hinata needed a copy of the book that they were reading. Thankfully, he handed her A Tale of Two Cities quickly and quietly and didn't require her to introduce herself to the class. The rest of the class was spent reading quietly.
The rest of the day passed without incident either. She had Gai for gym next, but it was raining outside so instead of doing anything physical she learned about why rain should not stop them from exercising youthfully, but some parents didn't understand that and Gai had to respect that or else face a possible lawsuit involving forcing minors to do strenuous physical activity in unfavorable weather conditions. This worked to Hinata's advantage, for she was sure if they actually did anything Gai would have noticed she was a new student, and she had a feeling he wouldn't let her be very discrete about that.
Then she had chemistry, art, math, lunch, and history. Finally, the long day was over and she could FINALLY go home!
She was on her way to the parking lot with Sakura and Ino, who turned out to be very nice but was a tad excessively chatty, when the real trouble hit.
Standing in front of her shiny car was her cousin, malice radiating in his eyes. A gaggle of girls stood a few cars away, giggling and blushing at the sight of him.
A slow grin formed on Neji's face, but somehow it looked very wrong. "Hello, cousin," was all he said, but Hinata knew nothing good was going to come from it.