*Tsubaki's POV*

I walked towards the large doors of Konoha high, the pretty sakura trees were in full blossom which made the school look much less intimidating, and actually even rather pretty. I stopped staring and finally went through the doors and looked for the principals office, or someone who could help me get my schedule. I turned a corner and went down the long main corridor, filled with students. This is where everyone seemed to hang out. Pretty girls were flirting with boys in the hallways, and groups of people were hugging like they hadn't seen their friends in years. Feeling the lonely awkwardness overcome me, I went down the hallways, desperately looking for someone in authority.

"Hi, excuse me, do you need help?" A woman approached me and asked. She looked around twenty to twenty five, her short haircut emphasized her pretty features. "I'm Shizune by the way, the vice principal. You look rather new, is this your first time coming here?"
"I- um ..yeah. I need my schedule." I blushed and inwardly smacked myself for being so weird.
"Ah, follow me to my office!" She cheerily replied and I felt a lot better. If the staff were so nice, I hope the students are too. I followed her to her office, and she retrieved my schedule from the files. "Tsubaki Hazuki, right? Well, have a great first day!" I smiled and waved and made my way out of her office. I glanced at my schedule; English first period, then Math, History of Shinobi, and Arts. It didn't seem so bad, I could handle those subjects. I know I'm not a straight-A student, I've never really excelled in anything. I was always, "Tsubaki, the quiet shy girl" as everybody put it. I wonder what I'll be labeled at this school, "Tsubaki, the weirdo" or maybe even "Tsubaki, the pretty girl" I inwardly laughed until I remembered I'm far from pretty. Come to think of it, I don't think any guy has ever asked me out, or looked at me in any other way then a friend. I mean, I have had my fair share of crushes, like Utomo in fifth grade, and Sazuki in seventh grade. But I was in grade 10 now, I was older, and more mature. If boys didn't find me attractive, then I didn't care. I broke my thoughts when I realized everybody was starting to leave to their classes.

In an attempt to blend in, I went up the left wing stairs, because as my schedule stated English would be in room 231. As I finally got a good look around, I realized the school was huge. Not only did I not know where I was going, every single student seemed to go into evaporate, everyone was leaving to their classes until I was alone. In the hallway. Still searching for room 231.
This is great. I dont even know where I am! I thought, pacing down the halls. Maybe I should go see Shizune, maybe she will know where I need to go. I turned to go find Shizune until I bumped into a boy. He was tall and rather handsome, although his onyx eyes and hair were rather intimidating.

"I-I am sorry!" I jumped backwards as I felt a blush forming on my cheeks. "I d-didn't mean it!" He looked at me with a scowl and rolled his eyes. Oh great, he hates me.
"Hn. Watch where your going." And with that, he turned and began to make his way to his class. I was still clueless as to where I needed to go, so I needed to ask him. Although he probably hates me, it was either wander the halls forever, or just ask this scary guy.

"Um, can you help me? I'm kind of lost." I attempted to speak loud, but my voice came out in almost a squeak and I held my head down, too ashamed to stare at him.
"Tch, annoying. What, are you new or something?" He asked with a smirk, as if he somehow enjoyed seeing me uncomfortable.

"I actually a-am.. you know what, I'm s-sorry for bothering you, I'll just go.." I turned away from said boy and began to walk towards the stairs, I was just making a fool out of myself with this boy.

"Hey, you. It's rude to walk away while talking to someone. Give me your schedule." His voice boomed, sending chills throughout my body. This mysterious boy wasn't just scary, he was mean. I walked back to him, head still hung low and passed him my schedule. He took it from me and glanced at it. "English, room 231. Follow me, or stay here and wander the halls." He threw the schedule back to me and in an attempt to catch it I almost fell. I awkwardly struggled to stand up and follow him. He was already far ahead and I ran to catch up, the only thing that was going through my mind was
This guy is a jerk.