Chapter two at your service! I am honestly having so much fun writing this story and I had to stop myself from continuing to write more to this chapter. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, Favorited, or added this story to your alerts! You keep me inspired! Anyway enough talking and onwards! Please tell me what you think!
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Chapter Two
Welcome To the World of Hyperactive Blondes
Three words.
What. The. Hell.
Now I'm not the type of person to become easily annoyed, nor am I the type of person to spew out cuss words at any chance that becomes available, but come on!
What. The. Hell.
I suppose that I should have known from the minute that I had set foot into school this morning that it was going to be a bad day. The first hint should have come when Naruto Uzumaki started to pay attention to me, but no, I had walked on in sweet obliviousness to what was destined to happen that day. And it all started in what some people would call Homeroom.
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Have you ever had one of those dreams where you knew that what was going on was strange and wrong, and yet you still went along with it? Yeah, that is what I felt like in homeroom.
The chattering of students filled the homey room and many sat on top of desks or sat backwards in their chairs to obnoxiously chat with their friends. The bald headed, heavyset teacher that normally occupied the front of the classroom had yet to arrive, which also meant that the chaos brewing in the room had yet to die down. So there I was, sitting in my chair at my desk with an open novel that I had borrowed from the library and had yet to finish, my feet propped up on the metal bar that ran horizontally underneath the desk and slouched down into my chair with my glasses slowly sliding down my nose.
Her breath hitched as she slowly inched around the corner, carefully limping on her injured leg while she tried to muffle her sobs. They were after her and she knew that she was going to die, there was no way she could escape before she was found or before she...bled to death. She was going to die alone-
"I know right? And did you hear the way she said it?"
A loud burst of laughter filled the room and I lifted my head and sent an annoyed glare over at the group of girls sitting in a circle on their desks before turning back to my book.
Crash! The girl froze and held her breath while she awaited for footsteps to rush towards her hiding place. Pieces of glass lay scattered on the ground, covering the shiny tiles with sprinkles of gold. They were coming! Loud slaps echoed down the hallway-
"Yo, Lyn-chan!"
I jumped and glared at the feet that I could see sticking out from underneath my desk and prayed that whoever this person was, they would leave me alone.
"Hey! Hey! Lyn-chan!" Fingers appeared in my vision and I sighed when they started to wiggle in front of my face. I shouldn't have looked up, I really shouldn't, I should have kept on ignoring him in hope that he would go away, but me being me: I had no such luck.
Fixating another annoyed glare onto my features I glanced up to meet beautiful baby blue eyes. His blonde hair fell into gentle spikes atop his head and a few strands hung down to frame his soft face. A bright smile was adorned onto his sun-kissed skin and, happy that he had gotten my attention, he stopped waving his fingers around like he was trying to cast a spell.
I felt my eye involuntarily twitch.
"What do you want?"
"Ah! Lyn-chan, why do you have to be so cold?"
I ignored the way he pouted his perfectly shaped pale pink lips and turned my attention back to my book. It would have been a lie to say that he was unattractive, but I wouldn't fall for his fake boyish charm. His type didn't have to work to get people to like them, all they had to do was flash a smile and anyone they wanted would be all over them; I hated that type.
"Ne, ne, Lyn-chan why are you ignoring me?"
Sighing, I relented and allowed myself to look back up to see the ridiculous pout still plastered on his face.
"Stop calling me that," I paused for a moment before asking a question that had been burning at the back of my mind. "And why are you talking to me?"
His grin didn't falter, in fact, he didn't seem at all affected by the cold aura that had suddenly surrounded me. Without asking permission he plopped down onto my desk and, much to my annoyance, snatched the book out of my hands and threw it on the empty chair stacked on top of the next desk over.
"Why wouldn't I talk to you, Lyn-chan?" That stupid smile was still on his face and I wanted to tell him to shove it, but the glares that the girls in the room shot at me made me change my mind; let them be jealous for once.
"Naruto," I sighed. "Was there something that you wanted?"
"Yeah. I wanted to tell you that you should sit with us at lunch today!"
There was no question of who he meant by us. The popular crew, the number one's, the kings and queens of the school, aka the bane of my existence.
"No, I'll pass." I reached over and plucked my book back up and opened it to the page that I was on before I had been rudely interrupted.
"But Lyn-chan, you have to!" I could practically hear the whine in his voice and I just knew that he had that pout back on his face.
"No, no I don't."
Thankfully the bell rang then and the teacher finally entered looking flustered and out of breath. His face was splotched with red and sweat gleamed on his forehead as he set a stack of papers down onto his cluttered desk.
"Sorry I'm late, the printer in the teacher's lounge broke."
I let out a sigh and marked my page before softly closing my book and placing it in the bag at my feet. As the teacher began to call out attendance I had to suppress the groan that threatened to make its way past my lips when a piece of paper landed on my desk. I didn't want to read it but it teetered on the edge of my desk, taunting me in silence and I reached over to open it. Unfolding it and smoothing out the creases, I almost face planted when I read the simple sentence written in sloppy, slanted handwriting.
Lyn-chan, I'll come find you before lunch so don't worry about looking for me!
-Naruto :D
Lord help me.
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That brought me here, hiding behind my open locker door and clutching my books to my chest as if they would protect me. Students mobbed the hallways excited as always to get a break from classes and stuff their faces but I only felt scared. Very scared. I had no doubt that Naruto would make good on his promise to come find me and I was not looking foreword to it. The kid didn't understand the word no and absolutely refused to take it for an answer which made me fear for my well being. As the crowds in the hallways slowly started to die down I scanned each of the remaining faces and let out a slight sigh before closing my locker. Maybe he forgot, no, I hop to God that he forgot. Glancing down towards each end of the hallway suspiciously, I slowly began to creep towards the school's exit because there was no way that I was going to the cafeteria, not with Naruto Uzumaki on the prowl. Just as I reached the end of the too long corridor I heard a noise behind me that made me flinch in fear.
"Oi! Lyn-chaaaaan!"
I kept walking in hope that he would believe that I hadn't heard him and would just leave me alone. Psh, yeah right, as if I had that much luck.
"Lyn-chan! Hey, Lyn-chan!" A surprisingly strong hand caught my arm and spun me around so that I was face to chest with my certified stalker. "Hey, you know you're going the wrong way, right? The cafeteria is this way silly!"
My eyes traveled up to meet bright blue and I tried to suppress the grimace working its way onto my face.
"Hn, let's go or Sakura will come looking for us again."
Almost comically, my eyes widened as I slowly swiveled my head in the direction that the annoyingly deep and familiar voice had come from. Surprisingly soft looking ink black hair styled into a fashion that appeared to look like the butt of a duck was the first thing that caught my attention. My eyes slowly traveled down to meet dark onyx eyes and I took in the way they were framed by perfect brows and the way a strong, sharp jaw shaped his face in an incredibly handsome way. A clean white shirt was topped off by a black expensive jacket and dark grey jeans hugged his body in a way that fit his figure perfectly. Sasuke Uchiha, resident bad boy, completely rich, who somehow managed to get perfect grades, topped off with gorgeous looks: he was perfect. I hated him.
"Right, heh heh," Naruto let go of my arm and scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "By the way, Lyn-chan this is Sasuke, Sasuke this is Lyn-chan!"
"I told you not to call me that." I muttered, completely ignoring the duck man standing at Naruto's side.
"Anyway come on, I'm hungry!" The hyperactive blonde cut in before Sasuke could even utter a word and grabbed my arm again, dragging me off back down the hallway.
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Have you ever been in a really awkward situation before? One that made you just want to sink into the floor and just disappear? Yeah, think of one of those moments and multiply it times ten.
Walking to the cafeteria with Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha had to have been one of the most awkward moments of my life. The deserted hallways were hauntingly silent and neither of the boys on either side of me uttered a word, which was pretty surprising because everyone knew that Naruto never shut his mouth. I sent a glance at him from the corner of my eye to see that his eyes were glazed over as he stared out into space as if he were deep in thought and when I looked over at Sasuke he had a stoic look plastered onto his features. Can anybody say weird?
I took the time to really go over my situation in my mind. I mean, why was this suddenly happening to me? Since when did two of the most popular boys in school even speak to me let alone acknowledge my mere existence? I was a nobody, an outcast, and I personally liked to keep it that way. I didn't even know why the blonde to my left bothered to invite me to have lunch with him and his friends, unless, of course this was some kind of prank. Naruto was certainly the type to pull pranks and who knew if this wasn't one of them? I didn't want to take the risk of this just being one big prank but there was no way that I would be able to escape from out under the watchful eye of Naruto, nor would I be able to get out from his vice like grip. I had to steel myself for the worst: for the laughing that would erupt when we got to the cafeteria and for the smirk that would flicker across Sasuke's face when I realized that I had been set up for some stupid joke.
I almost sighed in grim acceptance when the cafeteria doors came into view and I mentally prepared myself. If they laughed, I would just laugh right back at them.
When we came to the double glass doors, Naruto snapped out of his daze and held them open while simultaneously flashing me a grin. I followed Sasuke inside and Naruto appeared at my side when he caught up to us and we slowly made our way up to the food line. I could feel it: feel the gazes of everyone in the room on us and I had to swallow the urge to bolt back out the way we came in. This wasn't what I was used to; I didn't like to be the center of attention. Naruto, as if sensing my inner turmoil, sent me another smile and gently pushed a hand against the small of my back.
"Come on, let's get some food. I'm starving!"
I couldn't help but send him a shaky smile; when was this guy not hungry?
As soon as we got our food and payed, Sasuke and Naruto led the way to a huge circular table in the center of the room. Did I mention that it was completely crowded? As we got closer I was able to make out the faces spread around the dark wooden colored table. Brown hair framed by a fuzzy white hood was the first thing that caught my attention.
Kiba Inuzuka: complete jock, dog lover, and extremely hotheaded. He was well known for his loud blow-ups and hotheadedness.
Great, just what I needed. Another familiar face caught my attention and I had to repress the shiver that tingled down my spine.
Ino Yamanaka: absolute girly-girl with some sick obsession with Sasuke Uchiha. Her absolute rival and best friend was Sakura Haruno; they had been fighting over Sasuke since elementary school.
We had made it to the table then, and everyone glanced up when Naruto suddenly thrust me in front of them, unknowingly sacrificing me to the bloodthirsty teenagers eyeing me.
"Guys, this is Lyn Sorano and she's eating with us today, so be nice!" He gave me a slight nudge foreword and pointed at each member of the group, introducing them in order. When the introductions were over, he happily sat down next to Choji Akimichi-a heavyset boy with spiky brown hair and what looked to be swirly tattoo's on each cheek. Sasuke took his place next to Shikamaru Nara-the most smartest guy in school- and looked over his shoulder to see me still standing in place awkwardly, shifting from foot to foot.
"You can sit here." He gestured to an empty space beside him and I shuffled over and shakily sat down.
"Thanks." I muttered quietly.
"Hn." The way he looked me over made me want to sink into my chair and disappear. His eyes slowly scanned me from head to foot and I was barely able to keep my blush at bay until he "hn'd" and turned his attention towards the food laying on his tray.
I finally let my eyes lift from my lap and almost dropped my jaw when I saw the nasty glares that Sakura Haruno and Ino Yamanaka were sending my way. Sakura, with her short pink hair and currently narrowed emerald green eyes took me in almost the same way that Sasuke had and I immediately glanced back down at my lap. After accepting my presence, the rest of the group had gone back to what ever they had been talking about before I had shown up and Sakura finally joined back into the conversation.
"So who else thinks that the new teacher is creepy?" She asked, shaking her head with a fake shudder.
"What new teacher?" Naruto begrudgingly tore himself away from his food to voice the question.
"I heard that his name is Gai-sensei." The response came from a guy with girlishly long dark hair and blue-almost white eyes. His skin was completely smooth of any blemishes and his hair hung delicately down his back: it seemed to suit him. Neji Hyuuga.
"Ah! Yes! He is my new gym teacher and he is amazing!" An excited response game from a guy that I easily recognized. Black hair was styled into an unflattering bowl cut and two untamed eyebrows rested above his shimmering dark eyes. "He is so cool!" Rock Lee.
"You would say that." Kiba rolled his eyes and stabbed a piece of meet with his fork.
"What does that mean, Kiba?" Lee suddenly leapt out of his chair and formed a thumbs up with his hand. "It is okay to be jealous but try not to show it in front of our new guest! You would make a bad impression."
I would have groaned in despair when every pair of eyes at the table abruptly landed on me, but I had been momentarily blinded by the bright toothy grin that Rock Lee sent my way.
"W-what do you think of the new teacher, Sorano-san?" A soft voice came from beside Neji and I blinked when I realized that I hadn't noticed her earlier. She had soft dark blue-almost purple hair that framed her delicate face and bangs that hung in her light blue eyes. Pale fingers nervously tangled together as she regarded me with a shy smile and I immediately decided that I liked her the best. Realizing that everyone was waiting on me to give an answer, I swallowed.
"I haven't met him, actually."
There was a long, awkward pause during which they all stared at me uncomfortably until finally:
"I haven't met him either."
My savior came from the form of Sasuke and I was barely able to hide the surprise in my eyes as he looked at me. Everyone else seemed to take this in before finally returning to the conversation and I sent a grateful smile at the boy beside me. A corner of his perfectly shaped mouth hitched up in return and he turned back to his food.
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Longest. Day. Of. My. Life.
I was finally home after some how managing to survive the rest of the school day and I collapsed down onto my bed and fingered my soft wool comforter. What the hell happened today? After lunch the group broke apart and some-Naruto, Hinata, Rock Lee, and Choji-bid me goodbye and we all went our separate ways. Me to my locker to somehow process exactly had just happened. I thanked God that today was Friday, which meant that I had two days of freedom before I had to go back to school and I prayed that when Monday rolled around, things would just go back to normal and Sasuke Uchiha and Naruto Uzumaki would just forget my existence.
Psh, yeah right. As if I were that lucky.
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