NH18: Hi, we're back with Chapter 2 of Red Lotus! Before I start, I just want to thank T-Naruto for reviewing Chapter 1 of this story. His review gave me the confidence I needed to continue this due to feeling so anxious about writing this story. Well, let us begin...
I slowly opened my eyes and looked down at my art. Nothing but 3D crooked boxes. Sighing, I got up from sitting on the toilet and winced at the pain that I felt from my behind. My ass felt like it had been stabbed by toothpicks. I jumped at the sound of the bell and placed my hand on my heart. It was beating extremely fast and I was so scared to even go to my next class. Father would be very disappointed in me if I didn't get my shit together. I huffed and opened the stall door and stepped out. Two girls walked into the bathroom and I began to feel very nervous.
"And then the bitch had the nerve to tell me I wouldn't qualify to be the next valedictorian, can you believe that?" The first girl said as she stood in front of the mirror, applying a thick layer of mascara on her short lashes. She had pink short hair and wore a small white mini skirt with a pink tank top. Her friend stood behind her combing her hair. She was tall and had light blonde hair. She wore tight black capris and a dark purple crop top.
I don't know exactly why I was standing there. I wanted to go straight to the door to leave, but I was so afraid. Afraid of what? I didn't even know. I thought maybe if I stood there quietly, I would be invisible. How much more dumb could I get? The blonde girl turned around to go into the bathroom stall and jerked back; startled by me standing there. "Damn girl, you scared the shit out of me." She said chuckling and opened the stall door, closing it behind her and locking it. Her friend turned around and looked at me and I felt my face heat up in embarrassment
"Are you new? I have never seen you before," she asked me. I sort of regretted skipping my classes because no one seemed to know who I was. I've attended this University since I was a freshman and I'm a sophomore now. She turned back around facing the mirror as she started applying eye shadow. I figured she was waiting for me to reply because she kept looking at me through the mirror. "No, I've," I couldn't finish as the toilet flushed and her blonde friend came out of the stall.
"Whoo!" She said patting her stomach. "Whatever you do, don't eat that bean burrito at lunch, it'll make you shit bricks." She laughed and went over to the sink to wash her hands. The bathroom started to smell very unpleasant and I wanted nothing more to do than to run out of there. "Geez Ino, you stinked up the whole bathroom you pig!" The pinkette girl said holding her nose and digging into her bag to reveal a bottle of perfume. She started spraying around her and her friend who was just laughing. "You know you love the smell of my shit Sakura." She said while laughing and holding her flat stomach which had a dark purple belly piercing. These girls were extremely beautiful and I felt very intimidated of their beauty. I've never seen someone so beautiful besides my mother and I was beginning to feel very insecure about myself.
"Whatever, you could've held your shit in and waited till you got home." Her blonde friend shrugged her shoulders and started glossing her lips with red lipstick that complemented her creamy skin. I knew this was my chance to leave out of the bathroom since they were both chitchatting and focused on applying their makeup. I never understood the concept of makeup. My mother never wore it because she said makeup is nothing but a mask to hide a woman's true beauty. I don't know what to say about that because those girls looked very beautiful with it and I'm sure they look beautiful without it. I quietly made my way over to the bathroom door and stepped out, letting out the breath that desperately wanted to be released. I debated if I should go to class or find another bathroom to go in until school was over.
I've decided to take my chances to go to class. I had to prove to my father that I can do better. Taking a step away from the bathroom, I only had approximately two minutes to get to class and I honestly didn't care if I was late. Finally making it to my class and stepped in, I felt so much tension as I found an empty seat in the back. All the students were chatting and a few were texting and I was jealous how they were so comfortable with each other and that they were happy and had friends that they could talk to. I looked down at my notebook as I took the pen that was inside of the spiral.
"Alright, alright, settle down," the teacher said as he walked into the classroom with a cup of coffee in his left hand and used his right hand to close the door behind him. Everyone settled down and he placed his styrofoam cup onto his desk as he opened his laptop to take attendance. The students began to silently converse amongst each other as the teacher would occasionally look up-glancing at each student that was there to mark in his laptop. Once he looked over to me, his face twisted in confusion as he called me down to see him. My heart started beating fast inside of my chest and I could hear how fast it was thumping. Why? Why did he have to call me down at this time when everyone was quiet?
Most of the students looked at me, a few snickered and called me names and I heard one boy say that I was probably too blind to see where I was going. They all began to laugh and I finally made it to the desk. "Are you new here to the University?" He asked. He had dark brown hair and a thick line that spread across his face that looked like a scar. I shook my head no and he lifted his right eyebrow up. "I've never seen you in my class before, did they change your schedule?" I let out a small sigh as I nodded my head. I had to lie so I could go back to my seat. "May I see your schedule please?" I dug my hands in my sweatpants pocket and took out the folded piece of paper. Unfolding it, I passed it to him and heard a few snickers behind me.
He handed me back my schedule and smiled at me. "Welcome to my class miss Hinata, my name is Mr. Iruka and I'll be your teacher for the rest of the year." I nodded slowly as I stood there in front of his desk. I was so nervous to turn around and see all of the students' faces. He chuckled and told me I could return to my seat. I slowly turned around; my eyes glued to the floor as I made my way back to my seat. The snickering got louder and I sat down-laying my head down to ignore their rude snickering and remarks. "Alright, open your textbooks to page 102 and start taking notes. You will all have a packet to complete until the end of class." All the students smacked their lips and huffed. I knew I didn't have to do shit.
The classroom was loud and I raised my head up as I felt someone drop something on my desk. It was a huge thick packet and I cursed mentally. I thought I didn't have to do the damn thing. This is college Hinata, not high school. Fuck! I didn't take any notes and I didn't have any excuses. I saw a folded piece of paper on my desk and I slowly grabbed it. It was a note and I don't know who could have placed it here. Maybe it was an accident. Until I opened it.
Hi, I see you are new to this class. What is your name?
I looked around and saw a pair of eyes staring back at mines. It was a boy with light brown hair and on the side of his cheeks were upside down red triangles. I knew it had to have been him who wrote me this note because he was the only one looking at me. I couldn't see what he was wearing, but his shirt was navy blue with a white dog on the front. Next to him was this boy who wore a thick black jacket and black sunglasses. His hair was black and he looked very bored. I didn't blame him. Reverting my eyes back to the note, I wasn't sure if I even wanted to respond. Why all of a sudden people were trying to talk to me? I thought about that blonde boy I encountered and thought maybe he told him about me. That thought made me angry until I realized that this boy was asking what my name was and that blonde boy already knew my name. Hmm...
Um, my name is Hinata, what is yours?
I wasn't sure how I was going to give him this note but, I sure as hell wasn't going to get up from my seat. I looked up and saw him making a folding pattern with his hands followed by a throwing motion. I folded the note back up and quickly threw the note in his direction. I saw him open up the note and smile to himself as he began to write something down. Oh, god Hinata, what have you gotten yourself into this time? Passing notes with a boy! I felt so ashamed of myself. I told myself I wasn't going to get myself involved with boys and here I am passing notes to one. I mentally slapped myself as I saw the note slide next to my leg. I picked it up and opened it.
Cool. My name is Kiba. My friend next to me is Shino and he likes you :)
I almost felt my cheeks flush up at that last part. A boy likes me? It had to have been a lie. No boy has ever liked me. At least that's what I thought. I slumped back into my chair and heard a small laugh. I looked over to Kiba and his friend and watched how they both were elbowing each other. I didn't respond to the note-more like I didn't know how to respond to it. Maybe I could ignore the last part and write something else. Yeah, that sounded like a plan.
Where are u from?
I threw the paper in his direction and watched how it landed on his desk. He opened it and laughed at his friend-for who knows what reason, and started writing. I felt bad that I was actually responding to him, rather than doing this packet that was due at the end of the class. I felt the folded paper hit my arm and I reached down to grab it. I rolled my eyes at his answer.
I'm from here lol :P
I could tell me and this boy were going to have problems.
Haha, very funny -_-
I was in the process of folding the paper when the bell rang and all the students got up-placing their packets on Mr. Iruka's desk and leaving out the classroom. I couldn't believe I allowed myself to get distracted by passing notes to a boy who looked like a damn dog! I was beyond angry with myself and there was nothing I could do to fix this situation. That boy had forgotten all about me as him and his friend placed their packets on their desks and left the classroom. Ugh! That's what I get for getting myself caught up with stupid boys! There were a few more students left in the classroom placing their packets on the teacher's desk and talking to each other. I took that chance to quickly escape before Mr. Iruka noticed I didn't place my assignment onto his desk.
I don't even know how much I weighed since I haven't been eating nor have I been going to lunch. I needed a break since all I did was hang out in the girls bathroom. I made my way over to the cafeteria and got very anxious seeing a lot of people and seeing so many students occupying so many lunch tables. There wasn't anywhere I could sit alone. I wanted to turn around and make my way over to the bathroom to hang out until the last class started, but I continued to walk deeper into the cafeteria to stand in line to get my lunch. The students behind me kept snickering and I knew they were snickering about me. I ignored it and grabbed my plate and ignored how the lunch women stared me down as if they've never seen a human being before.
Grabbing a carton of juice, I stood there looking over every table to see if one was available. I didn't see not one empty table and I kept getting cursed at by students for standing in their way. People just find any reason to not like you and talk about you and I never understood their reasons at all. There was plenty of enough room for them to get by and yet they called me names. I was getting heated and very annoyed just hearing how they would just bad mouth me-having fun just by calling me names for their own entertainment. But I was weak. I knew I wouldn't be able to say anything back to defend myself.
"Hey Hinata!"
I turned to my right and saw that blonde head boy from this morning. How could he still be so happy after I denied his offer to walk me to class? I thought he hated me, and yet here he is greeting me. A part of me wanted to smile and that was very weird. He stood there waiting for me to reply but I didn't. I was just staring at him-staring at the smile that was spread across his face and stretched his whiskers. Were those even real? I broke out of my thoughts as I saw him chuckle. Was he laughing at me? I knew he was mad at me for this morning.
"Heh, you're very weird Hinata. You shouldn't just stare at people when they talk to you otherwise they'll think you don't speak English. Ya know?" Why was he always saying 'ya know' as if I knew what he was talking about? I mean, I did know what he was talking about, but it was just so weird. Funny how he said I'm weird and I just said that his 'ya know's' were weird. I really need to get my shit together. I nodded my head and forced a smile. I needed to at least pretend like nothing was wrong with me so he wouldn't be asking me any questions that would make me feel uncomfortable. I saw how his eyes lite up as I smiled and it made me think twice about him. Maybe he's different... nah.
"Say, I just see you standing here and if I didn't know any better, I'd say you didn't have anywhere to sit," How could he have known that? And was he watching me? Naruto...I believe that's what he said his name was-was way different from all the other students. He didn't call me names. He greeted me with smiles. I didn't understand exactly who he was. Is this all an act? After dealing with that boy Kiba, I became very skeptical of Naruto. What if all the guys were like this to "new" girls?
"Actually, I was just looking at the beautiful scenery," I lied. It was the most dumbest lie I could come up with. Why exactly was I lying? I just wanted him to leave me alone, but I knew damn well that I wanted somewhere to sit. He raised one eyebrow at me and looked over the lunchroom. It wasn't even remotely elegant. It was just a regular ass lunchroom and I felt like a damn retard for saying the most stupidest lie. "Uh, this lunchroom is complete shit Hinata," He could barely get his words out as he laughed. Hearing him laugh made me want to laugh and I had to mentally kick myself for even feeling that way. This boy was just like the rest of the boys. I had to remember that.
"Come sit with me Hinata, I can even introduce you to a couple of my friends, it's the least I can do for making you feel uncomfortable this morning and I wanted to apologize for that." His apology was so sincere and I couldn't help but feel fuzzy inside knowing that he cared about how I felt. He felt bad about this morning? I was so confused about all of this. Since when did people care about how I felt? My father never even cared about my feelings ever since my mother died. He would always tell me to get over it or that he never wanted to hear what I had to say or even waved me off. Ever since then, I never spoke about how I felt and yet this boy could tell that something was bothering me.
"Earth to Hinata. Do you copy?" He joked.
"I'm sorry but, I am not interested in sitting with you or your friends. Have a nice day." As I walked away from him like I did this morning, I felt something tug my heart. It was a weird feeling-a feeling of guilt and I didn't know why. Why did I continue to push people away? If I continued to do that, no one would want to be around me. I told myself I didn't care, but deep down, I did. I threw my lunch away and walked out of the cafeteria. I was so pathetic and stupid for wasting my time standing in line for lunch only to throw it away. No wonder people talked about me. I never made any damn sense. I really needed to get my priorities straight or they will continue to haunt me. I didn't want to be looked at as a failure to my father and a bad role model to my little sister. Maybe I just needed to talk to Mr. Hatake about that dormitory.
NH18: Wow! I don't even know what to say. I just hope this was another good chapter and don't be worried about Hinata's behavior towards Naruto. I promise it'll get better! Review and follower to be noticed about new chapters! Thank you for reading! My damn arms hurt!
