Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, or the characters, blah... You get it...Anticipation flooded Deidara as he pushed up his sleeves. He dispelled it with a grimace, school was not fun! Looking at himself in the mirror, though, he couldn't letting a small smile grace his features.
The deep red clothes, with their black trimming, held a comfortable familiarity to Deidara. Today he had tried a neater hairstyle, taking his scope off and loosely tying his hair back. The fringe still half covered his eye, but was pulled back with the rest of his blonde hair. With a manly (or so he told himself) breath, Deidara was ready to grace the school halls.

"Please welcome our new student! Deidara, please stand."
"Yes sensei." Deidara eased his way out of the front seat the teacher had put him in 'for introductions'.
"Now come up here and say hi!" His sensei grinned.
"I'd rather just sit down if it's all the same..." Deidara said, hating all the eyes fixed on him.
Sensei looked mortified. He shook his head and pointed to a seat towards the back. "You sit next to Kiba."
Deidara walked to the designated seat and smiled at Kiba. Kiba stared at him for a bit, looking confused, before shaking his head and looking back to his notebook. At a glance it looked like he was doing his work, but as Deidara looked closer, he saw that the boy was practising graffiti. Which he was surprisingly good at. Deidara had to agree with the brunette, drawing was a lot more fun then maths.
Pulling out his book, Deidara started answering the questions. After a few seconds though, he decided it was a waste of time and therefore he would do more productive things. Like compare his- far more superior- clay works to Kiba's graffiti. Eventually, Kiba noticed. How could you not when the guy next to you is staring intently at your art, in a daze. Kiba cleared his throat. Deidara kept on staring. Finally, Kiba spoke.
"You know, when you came in, I thought you were a girl... Plus Deidara is a sorta girly name... Heh."
"Wait, what?? Girl... Are you calling me a girl!!??" Deidara glared. Kiba rolled his eyes.
"No, idiot, I said I thought you were one at first... Then you spoke."
"Oh, well thats- Wait! how could you mistake me for a girl?"
"I dunno... I just did."
"Would you like to share this with the class?" Sensei stood over the two, eyebrows raised.
"Thanks for the offer," Deidara stood. "Kiba said he tought I was a girl. HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE!?"
A few of the students laughed and Kiba shook his head. "Oy, doofus! You're not actually meant to stand up and address the class."
Deidara sat back down in shame. Who knew school would be so hard?

"Hey, Deidara! Come sit over here!" Kiba waved him over. Saved from his social awkwardness, Deidara trudged to the small group.
"Deidara, this is Sasuke," Kiba pointed to a pale guy with spikey black hair. "Neji, " a guy with long dark hair, near black, and grey eyes. "Temari," She had her shortish blonde hair tied in four bunches and soft blue eyes. "And Sakura," he pointed to a girl with pink hair and blue eyes that seemed to go straight through Deidara.
"Hi," he smiled. Well this was strange. Wasn't he meant to be a criminal? What kind of a criminal made friends?
"Kiba, you're right, she does kinda look like a guy, and speaks like one too..." Temari commented.
"I'M NOT A GIRL!"
"Oh, right. Wrong way around. Sorry Deidara," Temari bowed her head. The group, with the exception of Sasuke, exploded in laughter. Deidara's face flushed red with anger and he glared at them all. Staring at Sasuke a bit closer, Deidara's eyes grew wide.
"What's your clan name?"
"Uchiha..." The ebony eyed teen said, confused.
"You're related to Itachi. HAH! Who would've guessed!"
"Don't say that name around me. I refuse to be related to that, SCUM!"
Deidara had to use all of his effort to stop laughing his head off. Luckily, the bell saved him.

It was the last class of the day. Deidara just wanted to leave. School was so boring, though he had managed to copy off Neji the class before, that guy was such a whizz!
No one from the little group that had adopted him was in his class, so hed have to sit on his own. Finding a seat shoved up at the back, he got comfortable and waited for the teacher to enter.
And waited.
And waited.
He turned to the girl next to him with brown hair done up in two buns. "Hey, where's the teacher?"
"Oh, sensei's always late. Look, there he is now!"
Deidara turned to the front, then shot out of his seat, mouth hanging open.
'"SASORI??!!"