Not in the Script in my Head

It wasn't a big deal.

The infamous first days in a new school seemed mundane since I went through it nothing more like routine. Everyone else would have been worked up to start a new life or sorts, thinking it would be a new beginning for them but I was awfully too used to so many school transfers. The papers and entrance examinations didn't bother me much compared to how people would have been troubled by having to get so many document papers and chapters to study for their entrance examination for the school. But, to me, it was a part of life that I didn't have to fuss about.

Day in and day out, it seemed that I had picked up a lot of attention with my presence. The girls at their lockers would chatter among themselves and the guys that went past me would nudge me on the shoulder and try their best to recruit me in some of their clubs. But, it didn't really matter to me. I'm going off after college anyway. That's less than two years until graduation. I wouldn't need a club to make myself home because time flies too fast for me.

The effort of making friends and having to leave then is tiring in its own right. I knew that the emotions that followed as I leave that bond are more than demanding than needed. I knew enough to think so and no one can change that mind-set of mine. Like my father, I am a stubborn Uchiha.

Also, it was exhausting to keep up with friends and do what you call social activities when you could use the time to study.

As I strolled across the hall, finding the principal's office, I sensed a hint of tobacco. Weird as it was, the lady who welcomed me tried not entertain my findings. Once I was taken in, the principal didn't bother to stand up from her seat to greet me welcome but, simply eyed me carefully from head to toe as I made my way in front of her. And I found where the strong odor was coming from when I breathed in a pungent smell of alcohol and cigarettes when I entered her office. However, by the look on her face that she was giving me, the principal seem to strike off that I shouldn't question it.

"How's your brother doing?" Her eyes pierced through mine, as if she knew who I was by just one look at me.

"Pardon?" My throat seemed to have turned hoarse from all that travelling yesterday –and maybe because she was wheezing cigarettes in front of me.

"Ah, well," she waved her hand off, as she grabbed a fresh cigarette from a box hidden in the drawers of her table and stuck the old one onto her ashtray, "I hope you maintain that name of yours and not give me trouble."

I stared at her in awe even much more when she went ahead to lit up a cigarette in front of me. The cigarette left her lips and she puffed up a smoke, ignoring me as I choked in her air. Was this her idea of a good orientation briefing? What kind of school am I in anyway? Was this the prestigious school that my brother was talking about and my father was specially making arrangements to school in?

She pointed me to the door, wanting me to leave as quickly as possible and left me with her secretary, an apologetic look in her eyes.

"Sorry but Tsunade-sama isn't always like that," the lady bowed as much as she did to me and handed me my timetable, "Let me know if you have any trouble in the school."

"As much as we like to say we shouldn't smoke indoors, Tsunade-sama breaks it but please try not to imitate her this morning. I swear she isn't always like this." The lady orientated me well instead of the principal and took note of which major I would be in. Right after that, she showed me around the school and briefed me about the school rules and regulations in the early morning. I tried not to yawn in front of her but, I couldn't help it. And even though she spoke in a mundane tone, somehow I remembered the few words she explained to me,

"We have a strict no bullying policy."

We walked back in front of the cigarette lady's office, and I swear, the stench was much more distinct than before. So when the lady who briefed me asked if I had any more questions, I shook my head quickly, waiting for her cue to leave. And when she did, I didn't hesitate to leave the area at all. I didn't intend to linger around the office.

I wanted to be anywhere but that damn place.


I approached the front doorstep to my classroom, catching the eyes of many of the people in the class. I simply wandered my eyes around, wondering whether there was even a space for me to sit. But then I caught a familiar set of eyes.

It was that girl with the emerald eyes again. And if it weren't for how dark it was last night the hoodie she covered her head with -which I didn't thought much about it until now, I didn't expect to have her pink long hair greeting me.

She stared back at me with a tad hint of a glare. Did she recognize it was me from last night?

A figure blocked my view of her and only then I noticed the teacher had approached me, only to surprise me with a N96 mask covering his face. The ends of his hair were flopped to one side and his silver hair betrayed how much younger he looked but the mask didn't give a hint of his age.

This school was weirder than I thought.

"Dear class," he led me to the center of the classroom as he read my profile from the back of my timetable when he took it from my hands, "We have a new student in our midst that goes by the name of Sasuke Uchiha."

I bowed as he wrote my name in Kanji on the board. I didn't expect him to speak in a bored fashion but that bother me as I was trying to guess his age. But, I wasn't simply thinking of dumb things to let the time pass by. I was trying to distract himself away from that girl glaring at my direction for the past minute.

"He has schooled in America so anyone having problems in English can ask him for help," the teacher gave me a pat on the back, "Now, could you sit behind Naruto over there?"

The class flinched when the name was heard but, it must have been my imagination. Without a doubt, I simply waited for someone to raise his hand, only to have everyone staring back at me, as if I knew who this idiot by the name of Naruto was.

The girl with emerald eyes -and crazy pink hair, bowed her head downwards to face the floor before she pointed me to my seat with a small hand gesture, a seat right behind hers. When I finally got onto my seat, only then did I realize the idiot by the name of Naruto was sleeping away throughout and had his drool over his blonde hair.

I sighed before I rested my head on my hand, dreading the rest of the day.


"So dude, you've really been to America huh?" Naruto nudged me by the elbow as he audibly whispered to me. It wasn't a whisper at all actually; it was loud enough to echo in the classroom. He definitely caught the teacher's attention with his voice. Did this idiot even know what a whisper is?

I simply nodded, as I took notes off the board. The blonde sure is a loud mouth and hell did it annoy me when he continued blabbering to me and trying to catch my attention.

"Then you could English with me right now, could ya? (English)" Naruto spoke the broken sentence in English with the same volume, only earning a chalk thrown right at his head and given a stern warning. Yet, he kept nudging me to teach me a few words or sentences, ignoring the teacher who was giving him a harsh glare. I had stopped taking notes then and there. Hell was I irritated.

"I could speak like this and you still wouldn't understand me (English) ," I muttered in a low voice. This guy should just stop.

But before I knew it, a fist was right up on my collar and the clashing of desks and chairs on the ground distracted the whole classroom.

"What did you say?!" The blonde forcefully pulled my collar, his eyes piercing right at mine, as if he'd receive an answer from me.

What was this guy's problem?

And much to my surprise, the girl from yesterday –Sakura wasn't it, pulled us apart with one smooth move. Naruto was thrown back to his seat while her hand shoved me back to mine. And her dull eyes just stared at me for a few before she went back to her seat. She resumed back to writing notes off the board, as if the whole commotion didn't happen at all.

The teacher at the front of the classroom was caught bewildered himself but he had a rather laid back attitude about it after and went back to writing notes on the blackboard. Wasn't he supposed to send me and Naruto to the principal's office or for detention? I glanced around and was only astonished to see the damn classmates of mine doing the same thing as Sakura was doing, acting as if nothing had happened.

What was going on?

The blonde and I were left staring at each other, having an internal duel but he cut it short when Naruto hung his head low.

"Bastard," was what I heard him say. I felt a chill went up my spine when I saw his smirk creeping up onto his lips, taunting me, before he went back to his nap.

I couldn't get it out from my head the rest of the lesson and I stayed paralyzed in my seat, wondering what was going on in this weird school.


As much as I thought that the day could have been any longer, it was time for lunch break. Everyone dispersed to their cliques. Some had gone ahead for their little trip to the canteen while other unpacked the bento they brought.

Naruto made a screech with his chair, getting the whole class to notice him before he had left by the back alone, ignoring everyone's steady gaze.

Only then did I notice the way everyone had then have their eyes on me. The vast contrast as to how they looked at me and Naruto was rather terrifying in its own way. And that's when I decided to leave the classroom the same way Naruto did and make my way up to the roof. It should be the only thing accessible to people like me who don't have any companions to have lunch with. I wasn't intending to follow his darn example. I'm simply just getting myself away from the crowd like he was since their stares had been bothering me. It had been happening more often whenever their attention was on Naruto.

And when I finally reached the top of the flight of stairs, a rusty rugged sign was painted and hung on the door knob of the roof door. It conveyed how I wasn't allowed up in the roof yet the sign didn't taunt me to leave. I ignored it and went ahead to unlocking the door before I was welcomed by the rushing cold wind blowing at the top of the school building.

I cared less about the wind defiantly blowing my hair in directions I didn't want to go.

Because by then, my attention laid to what was right in front of me. The blonde idiot and that girl, Sakura, were right in front of me, leaning against the railing and watching the urban city landscape. Naruto had a toothpick in between his teeth and draped an arm over the railing while Sakura casually leaned on it. They were talking until they cast their eyes towards my direction.

They noticed my presence then and I couldn't take any notice of how my stomach strangely churned at the sight of them. The arm Naruto had clung onto the railing left quickly and returned by his shoulder. As he did this, Naruto gave me a ferocious glare as he walked towards me. He even spat out the toothpick he had to the floor. I didn't notice how Sakura had left the railing as well when I was much more intimidated by Naruto.

And when the both of them approached me, Naruto had greeted me with a punch on the cheek without warning. My body flipped to my side and my feet failed me front supporting my weight. And I stared at him, coming towards me with an eerie smile.

"What's that word in English again? (English)" My eyes grew wide when he spoke the sentence in English that was much better structured than he said in class. What the hell was he going on about? Was this all because of what I said? You can't be serious. Naruto smirked as I got my face landing flat on the ground, "Was it "PAIN"? (English)"

He towered over me before he continued to punch me countless times. I could feel the blood vessels burst and my diaphragm collapse under the force of his fist packed behind it. He continued to thrust his fist upward until I spat blood onto the dirty ground. And throughout of it, I stared at her.

She kept a deadpan expression, unaffected by the violence that was breaking out in front of her. Her eyes didn't even blink when Naruto landed another hit on my face. I was too bewildered to even move.

"What the hell..." I finally spat as I gasped for air, "What are you doing?"

Thankfully, Naruto held back his last blow and tilted his head, waiting for the girl to take her time to approach me even closer. And when she did, she surprisingly stooped down to my level and trailed her fingers onto my jaw. She was just an inch away from my face and she made me look at her eye to eye. Speaking of which, it was alarming to see her eyes were still as expressionless as it was before.

She then gripped hard onto my bruising cheeks, pressing it deeper and deeper with her nails digging onto my skin as each second pass.

"That was for trying to be a smart ass," she eyed me closely.

And without earlier notice, she makes a quick move of striking me with a solid kick at the stomach, and more blood came spurting out from my mouth. I could taste the iron in my tongue.

"Welcome to Konoha High," I heard her say as she took her time to stand up and rise over me.

She smirked right in front of my eyes, before she left with Naruto, leaving me alone in the cold blasting air with my bleeding mouth and the piercing pain in my stomach. I was in pain in every part of my body. It felt as if my ribs were broken in one fell swoop from her excruciating kick. My body must have looked as if had been splashed with blue paint as I stared at all the agonizing bruises I had earned.

Will anyone believe me if I told them what happened?


A/N: Told you there'd be a plot twist hahahahahahaha and I hope it's not that serious for a first chapter. Wanted to have a change in how HighSchool AUs started off.

Hope you like it.:)