AN: So this is where you meet the Lima kids. And my OC! Sorry this is my first time writing Glee so here I go! Oh! And please review it keeps my soul alive :)
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN GLEE OR NARUTO. 'NUF SAID…
Finding the Music - Chapter 2:
Regular P.O.V.
Today is the first day back at school for the students of William McKinley High School. The morning air was crisp and cold. The birds were chirping and the fall leaves were creating a beautiful appearance. Everyone was talking to their friends about summer and- who are we kidding?
Kids at this Ohio High School were not getting along. This is not your private upper class academy for gifted richies. This school had a system, it was either play by the rules or be forever shunned by everyone.
At the top of the social pyramid: The jocks and the Cheerios. No, they aren't the cholesterol free flavorless cereal for children and elderly people. But the cheer squad, coached by one Sue Sylvester. Because of Sue's ruthless methods to get whatever she likes, her squad has won every competition they have been in. The Cheerios are known as the 'populars' of this school, usually shallow and devious.
The jocks are like the male counterparts of the Cheerios. Most of them are arrogant jerks who like to "Slushie" the losers and newbies who wallow at the bottom of the school food chain. The jocks are made up of only football players. Oh! Another hobby of there's is well…
Outside:
"Are you kidding me? This the new Marc Jacobs collection!" Outside of a large green dumpster stood a thin, pale teen boy with brown hair. He was surrounded by a sea of red letterman jackets. His hair seemed to be stuck in place from over use of either hair gel or too much hair spray. And he was grasping a dark blue man-purse as if it was the Holy Grail. A muscular African American teen smirked alongside another tall jock with a Mohawk.
"Get him boys." As the jocks went after the other smaller teen, another tall dark haired teen ran up to the dumpster.
"What are you guys doing?"
"Damn it Finn, the kid has been stalling too long. I need my fill of bad before school. Sick em boys!"
"Wait! Just let him save his stuff." Said boy took off an expensive looking jacket and put it and the man purse in Finn's arms. He shrugged.
"Alright. Do it." As soon as the words fell through his mouth, he instantly regretted them. The small boy was hurled into the dumpster. Finn was ashamed but let it slide, it came with his status and that all that mattered to the quarterback… for now. He dropped the designer items on the sidewalk and jogged away with the other part of the team to talk to his girlfriend.
10 Minutes Prior to the Dumping.
A white Range Rover pulled up in the school's parking lot. Out of the car, stepped out a tall blonde with golden eyes. She was dressed in casual attire, jeans and a floral t-shirt with a pair of yellow TOMS. (AN: Best. Shoes. Ever. Just saying.) Her name was Kat Senju, a junior and the head of the photography club. Pretty but not overly, so she was labeled unassuming to most of the students.
A few people smiled, waived or simply yelled "Hey!" She nodded happily back to them to tell them she had a pulse, and continued to grab her items out of the trunk of her car.
Across the parking lot, a red Bug convertible drove through, music blasting, and almost ran over a kid with an orange Jew-Fro and a kid with a nasty bowl hair cut. As soon as the car parked, five Cheerios piled out. All the guys stopped what they were doing and rudely gawked.
Next into the lot were, the loser brigade, as the jocks called them. Or the kids who were still being driven to school.
Finally as the last cars started to pull in Kat looked at her watch. 'Ugh, whiskers! Almost last here!' Though she wanted him to be here early today, she smiled at the thought of her cousin being here to help himself get on the right path. 'Shit.' She though with a frownie face. 'I sound like my Ms. Pillsbury…' But she pushed that thought away and smiled again. Remembering when he had arrived over summer.
FLASHBACK (SORRY!)
KAT'S P.O.V.
I waited with my mother, Tsunade at the airport, anxiously looking for my estranged cousin. I turned around when a strong pair of arms engulfed my mom and I.
"Gramma! Kat! Its so great to see you!" As he pulled away, mother hit him in the back of the head.
"I am no where near your 'Gramma's age'!" She seethed as Naruto looked afraid, but then she sighed. "Its great to see you brat." We took in his appearance. Taller than both of us, same charming face with lovely tatt- WAIT!
My eyes almost popped out of my head. "Ruto! When did you get those TATTOOS?" He looked downcast, his former joy gone. "I got them because it seemed cool when I did it. Bad choice but I don't really regret it."
We walked in awkward silence to out car and loaded his bags in the trunk. This was going to be a LONG ride home…
But then we got to talking half way back home. "Hey, why exactly are you here?" Uncle didn't really say anything, just that my cousin was having some school problems.
"Its nothing, dad just has to work and-"
"Puh-leeze! I know when you're lying!" I looked at him right in the eye. "Spill. I can't just go on with no knowing. You're staying til you get to college! You can trust me"
"I just… " He looked at me with those crystal eyes. Something told me to back down but I just couldn't. "Okay, Kat, only cause I completely trust you."
It was this bond we had. Both of us had no siblings, so before my Aunt died we lived right next to his house. Everyday I was at his house, or vise-versa. We practically grew up as siblings.
"It all started when you guys moved away, right after mom was killed." My mother stopped the car at our house and quickly got out, she knew we needed some time. "I started to break away from everything. Dance, music, my family and my old friends." He took a long pause as to find the words.
"I needed an escape from my messed out family life and ran away from what I was. I joined the football team and reveled in the popularity and glory that was given to me. Since my dad wasn't there to watch over me, and our housekeeper mostly stayed in her room, I was free. I lost control and got into trouble every night. Drugs and parties-" His eyes then glazed over, realizing now how much damage he created.
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"I didn't want to believe it, but… I guess my father sent me here for the better, actually." It sounded more like a question then a statement, making me think he was unsure.
I grabbed his hand. "It's okay. We're here for use, to support ya. Just take things slow and don't be brash, well not too brash." I smiled and he mimicked me, mine lingering a little more than his.
"Just try not to cause too much mayhem at McKinley High, we have a system you know? Jocks, Cheerios, Nerds, etc…" He banged his head against the leather car seats. "Ugh! I was kind of hoping to not have that here. But for you, Kat I'll try to change for the better."
"Promise me? Promise that you'll be good here in Lima?"
We childishly interlocked pinkies and shook them. "Most defiantly."
As we got inside I walked him to his room. Be for I left to get changed, he grinned like a kid on Christmas. "So you still remember how to dance?" I loved that smirk.
"Duh."
End FlashbackShe checked her phone one last time before she heard a loud, 'VROOM!' noise. She knew who it was before turning around.
Into the parking lot rolled in an orange and black 2011 Kawasaki ninja ZX-10r motorcycle (AN: Yes it is cliché but this is FANFICTION, So yippe!), it swerved up next to her Range Rover. The rider was wearing black jeans, a red formfitting v-neck and black Vans.
As he took his helmet off, time slowed to everyone but the rider's cousin, who gave an exasperated sigh and walked up to the bike. The helmet was taken off to reveal… who was this kid. Many of the teens wondered who his feral looking model had come from. Silky locks of sexy untamed blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and a body to die for, not quite fully done growing but good for 16. No one seemed to mind the tattoos. Now everyone was gawking rudely at the boy.
He got off his Kawasaki and placed the helmet neatly on it. Then Kat was given a bear hug, much to the jealously of most of the female population. After that he surveyed the area and noticed legs flailing and hanging out of a rank trashcan. "Whoa, ritzy, Kat. First day and I must act like a hero for our dumpster-fied friend?"
She chuckled and was glad her old hyper cousin was back, sorta, he was still kinda iffy, but better! "Go ahead, then we can get to the office and get your classes."
NARUTO P.O.VI started walking toward the dumpster, feeling everyone's eyes on my back. 'I need to be a good person, build a rep based on good intentions and acts. Got to keep my promises… Starting with helping out the kid in the can." I smiled inwardly at my little joke that sorta rhymed… kinda. After having holes bored into my back, I finally reached my destination.
"Hey ya, kid? You okay?" I grabbed the boy's legs and out from under the crap and pulled him out. A crazy high-pitched voice came from the boy.
"Are you the higher power? Like Buddah? I am I saved?"
I gave a slight laugh. "Nah just Naruto, but you are saved. What's your name kiddo?"
"I'm not a 'kiddo', but my name is Kurt and I am a sophomore." Kurt… Kurt… Sounded familiar… Oh! Kat said he was a diva or something, gay? Whatever he seemed pretty chill.
He held his hand out. I shook it with a firm hold, and he seemed surprised at my action.
"Something wrong Kiddo?" He seemed agitated by my nickname for him, but went along anyway.
"Its just very odd for someone like you to help, or rather socialize with me."
I shrugged. "Meh, I'm new here, time to make friends and good shit like that!" I gave him the thumbs up. Only to notice him not respond and instead look around.
The crowds seemed to have gathered closer, giving me all different looks, but gave Kurt the same hateful glare.
He frowned and sighed. "Nothing to see here folks!" I said to ease the tension. It didn't work, but they just kept on staring. I could sense Kurt's uneasiness.
"Alright shows over." Again. Nothing. 'Ugh, fine. Play that way McKinley."
Kurt had walked away somewhere and I pushed through the crowds to get back to Kat. On my way I ran into a girl in a Cheerios outfit. Stunning hazel eyes and honey blonde hair. (AN: Endgame wont be NaruxQuinn so calm down if you be wondering) Nothing compared to the girl from my dream but defiantly really pretty.
I was tempted to stop and flirt but, I needed to adjust to this school system first. So I gave her a wink and continued walking. When I reached Kat she practically dragged me to the office.
"What were you thinking?"
DONE
AN: Thanks for bearing with me. I know it sucked, but some advice would be cool. But please review :)
Thanks for reading my attempt at a fic
-PEACE
