Real Life Problems
Chapter 2
Nikki: Heyz. Yeah, wassup?
Rachel: -looks up from book- Your second and third stories in your house. Duh! -pretends to shoot self in head-
Nikki: -glares- I'll make Sasuke gay! XP
Sasuke: Who saya what about my sexuality? O.o
Gaara: ..... -mini chuckle but covers up with cough-
Nikki: Make Rachie no be mean to meh and you can stay straight. =D
Sasuke: ... -whispers to Rachel-
Rachel and Sasuke: -runs of into the distance holding hands-
Nikki: ... O.o*
Gaara: -.- Nicole does not own anything to do with Naruto or any lyrics used in the story.
Nikki: awww! You're so kawaii when your disclaiming! X3 -glomps-
Gaara: Touch me again and I'll open a can of sand whoopee on your ass.
Nikki: O.o T.T Read on. T.T
Gaara: D= Ima sorry! Didn't mean it! -smuggles-
Nikki: -secret evil maniac chuckle- bwahahaha....
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(Nikki's POV)
Ick... French... I've never been any good at it.
"Bonjour, mademoiselles! Quels sont vos noms? Pouvez-vous parler du français?" Mister Iruka asks in French.
"Bonjour Monsieur Iruka. Je m'appelle Nicole et ç'est Rachel. Oui, nous pouvons parler un peu de français." I smile, making sure what I said makes sense. Iruka looks a bit shocked that we can hold a coherent French conversation with him.
We hand him our slips and he tells us to take our seats. I look around and in the front row are Sakura and Ino, the hag bitches from hell. I stick my tongue out at them childishly. They stick theirs out back at me. I roll my eyes. I take the notes off the board when I realize that me and Rach have already done this work.
I look at Rach and shake my head at her. She sulks. She was going to tell.
"This is a good opportunity for me. Please don't ruin it." I beg, using my world famous puppy-dog eyes. She rolls her eyes at me and pushes my head away with her finger. I smile and hug her arm.
I look to the door and see Orochimaru's face looking back at me. Okay... weird... I slowly shift my head to the front with the occasional uncomfortable glance at the doorway.
I write the note down on the corner of my page for Rach to read. She looks briefly at it, then looks to the door. He smirks creepily and then walks off.
Eww....
After French.........
"Ugh... I hate French. I suck at all this crap about verbs... and possessive nouns... and stems and shit like that." I curse, begrudgingly stomping to the Biology room.
"Hey, you have nothing to go on about. You're better than half the people in our class." Rachel compliments, petting my head once.
"Just because I'm coherent doesn't mean I enjoy it." I grumble, handing my slip to the teacher. Rachel follows in behind me and we sit down the back bench.
"Girls, don't think you're getting away so easily." a cheery teacher by the name of Miss. Tsunade calls, gesturing for us to come up the front of the class.
"Now, tell us your full names, favourite colour, favourite food, one interesting thing about yourselves and your favourite quote." she instructs, letting us have the floor.
"Well, my name is Nicole Anne Peters, my two favourite colours are red and black, my favourite food is... probably... fettucini carbonara, I'm skilled in martial arts and my favourite quote is, "Don't take life to seriously... no one makes it out alive." I state, taking first turn. A spitball flies at my head and I tilt my head slightly to the left and the spitball flies clean past me.
"Um... My name is Rachel Marie Winter, my favourite colours are blue and black, my favourite food is chocolate, I've been all around the world and my favourite quote is, "There are many things I hate, but I don't think there's any point in listing them, seeing as there's hardly anything I like." Rachel stutters, closing the interview.
"Very nice, girls. Give them a round of applause, children." Tsunade insists, clapping. As Rachel and I walk back down the aisle, a couple of wolf-whistles come our way. I ball my fists up and ignore them. I land in my seat and give a little glower at the teacher. I'll teach her to be so bright and chirpy and make Rach and I go up to the front.
"Now, cells. Mini things that make up your body..." the teacher continues, trying and half failing to keep her student's attention long enough for them to learn something. She should have known that trying to teach these brain dead fuckers was a failure before it started.
The bell saves me just as I'm about to fall asleep. I jolt upright and Rachel already has my books held out in her arms. I take them from her.
"Thanks Rach." I yawn.
"It's fine. Too bad the bell went. You haven't slept at all since last... Tuesday was it? And now it's Monday." Rachel lectures. I yawn again and we reach our lockers. I slide my books in the hole and trudge after Rachel. We go into the food line and we pick up our food.
I put my tray on the table and poke the chocolate muffin that's on my plate. For lunch there is pasta (precooked spagetti), a muffin of your choice and a bottle of softdrink. I sigh. At least the food is better than at my last school.
Gaara and Sasuke come in after us and head over once they have their own trays.
"What did you guys just have?" Rachel questions, sipping at her fanta.
"Art and Media." Sasuke answers.
"Can I see what you did?" Rachel asks nervously.
Sasuke smirks and takes out a developed photograph. I look over at it with Rachel. It's a black and white photo of a hand on a white pillow, clutching a rose and petals are scattered on the pillow. The rose and it's petals are the only coloured thing in the photo, and it was coloured a deep blood red.
"Wow, this is really good." I compliment, taking a bite of my pasta. I look up at Gaara to see him glaring at me. I swallow what is in my mouth and glare back at him. It was just like this morning. A current seemed to go through me as I stared into his despising eyes. They were a beautiful shade of jade green... I looked away to try and hide from him what I'm thinking.
"HA!" Gaara yells.
His sudden outburst silences the room. He doesn't seem to care. He's just pointing at me and smirking victoriously. I raise one eyebrow at him and roll my eyes. I take another bite of my pasta as he slowly comes to realize what had just happened.
"Looks like a certain someone took a trip on the oopsie train." Rachel giggles. I join her as Gaara slowly sits down, going back to glaring at me. I finish off my pasta and he finishes off his. I take my iPod out of my pocket and turn it onto the last song I was listening to. I put my head down onto the table and try to go to sleep, whilst knowing that Gaara is glaring down at me.
Rachel takes out her book and starts to read.
"What are you listening to, Nicole?" Hinata asks me shyly. I smile and hand her an earphone. She smiles as she hears what I'm listening to.
"Born for This by Paramore, right?" she questions.
"Yeah. I like Paramore. Music gets me through the day. Just ask Rach, she knows how obsessed I am with music. Loud and proud, that's how I play it." I laugh.
"It's true." Rachel mumbles half-heartedly, engrossed almost completely in her book.
"Temi won't let me play music much." Hinata grumbles.
"Not true! I just like my quiet..." Temari sniffs. I grin.
"Maybe we can all meet with Lee this afternoon. We can all do the un relooking!" I squee. Hinata and Temari look to each other, confused.
"A makeover." I translate. The smile and nod. I smile back and the bell goes for next rotation.
"English and Math. Anyone with me?" I ask.
"I'm with you for English and Hina's with you for Math. " Temari announces.
"I have sowing and then cooking. Yay me." Rachel says unenthusiastically, twirling her pointer finger in a little circle.
"You only have me for cooking, Rachel. Sorry." Hinata shrugs.
"That's fine. The only reason I'm taking cooking is because Nikki told me too. She says I can't cook to save my ass." I pout.
"Well, you can't cook. I mean, come on, you burnt a fucking salad." Nikki scoffs.
"Shut up!" Rachel huffs playfully. I smirk, pick up my books and head to English with Temari.
"Hurry in, children of literature." A creepy looking teacher ushers as Temari and I walk, late, into the classroom. I walk over and give the teacher my slip.
Temari and I find seats together near the back of the room.
"I so bet that that teacher is gay." I snigger, pointing to the teacher who is twirling slightly in a way only a gay person can pull off.
"Yeah, he is. That's Mr. Kisame." Temari replies. (AN: OMG, sorry for all you Kisame fans! I just thought it would be hilarious to have a gay Kisame in this fic! xD)
"Is it just me... or is his skin blue-ish?" I question.
"Yeah, it is blue-ish. A couple of kids pulled a prank on him so that a bucket of ink fell on him. It was funny at the time." Temari chuckles.
"Heh. Nice." I reply.
"Okay, my darlings. We are reading The Catcher in the Rye this term." Kisame sings. He continues to explain a synopsis of the book and says that we will be getting the book out tomorrow. I take the few notes that Kisame puts up on the board and the bell goes in no time.
I lazily pack up my books and I say good-bye to Temari. I walk into the math room and see Hinata sitting at a bench of three next to, unfortunately, Gaara. I roll my eyes and march right up the aisle and sit down in the seat that Hinata is pointing to.
"Hey, Hinata. Gaara." I welcome, adding Gaara's name on emotionlessly to the end.
Hinata greeted me decently and Gaara didn't pay any attention to me.
"Hey. Gaara." I call, throwing a rolled up piece of paper at his head. It hits him on the back of his head and he turns to glare at me.
"It is polite to greet someone in return." I lecture. He glares and grunts slightly at me.
"Eh. Good enough." I shrug, already planning the death of Gaara.
"We're learning indices this term. Do any of you know what that is?" a teacher asks.
I raise my hand and he gestures to me.
"Indices describe repeated multiplication. For example, 6 to the power of 4 is 6 multiplied out 4 times. So, 6x6x6x6 is the same as 6 to the power of 4." I explain, quite sure I just explained it out so that over half the class got it.
"That's right, Miss...?" the teacher asks.
"Nikki Peters." I answer.
"Very well. You may call me Mr. Itachi, Miss Peters." Itachi replies. I nod and briefly catch a wink that Itachi sends my way. My eyes widen and I quickly take down the notes on the board.
"You're super smart, Nikki." Hinata compliments me. I chuckle in denial at her.
"I am so not it isn't funny." I deny. Hinata rolls her ice blue eyes at me and I chuckle again. I catch Gaara staring at me through the corner of his eyes and I smirk and blow a mock kiss at him. He snarls at me and turns back to look out the window.
At the end of the lesson, I ask Hinata to wait for a second while I give my slip to Itachi. I walk up to his desk and clear my throat to get his attention. He looks up at me and smiles.
"I just have a slip for you, Mr. Itachi." I explain, holding my slip out in my hand.
"Thank you, Miss Peters." Itachi thanks, taking my slip. "You seem to be catching on quite quickly with this work. Have you done it before?"
"We only brushed on it in my other school." I admit.
"Well, I believe you will get high marks for this unit. I might even get you to tutor the less... interested of my class." Itachi suggests, shifting a bit closer to me.
"It's only my first day here, sir." I add, shifting my books to my other arm uncomfortably.
"You are still very smart, Miss Peters, and I look forward to seeing you tomorrow." Itachi farewells, kissing my hand.
O..kay... Very strange.
"I look forward to it too, Mr. Itachi." I reply, being polite. I claim back my hand and walk from the classroom.
"What's wrong, Nikki?" Hinata asks, looking at my slightly flushed face.
"Nothing. Is it end of school yet?" I ask, changing the subject.
"We just have PC. Do you know who your teacher is?" Hinata asks me.
"PC?" I question.
"Pastoral Care. It's like homeroom." Hinata explains. I nod.
"The office said I need to report to the office and they will assign me a "PC" class. The teacher should be there to meet Rach and me." I answer, heading towards the administration building.
I open the swinging door after saying "See ya." to Hinata. I walk into the room and rush over to Rach. We hug briefly while the lady behind the desk talks to someone over the phone.
She hangs up and motions for us to move forward to her. We comply and she clears her throat.
"You two will be staying in room 208B. Your PC teachers are on their way to collect you now." The lady states. We nod and wait for the door to swing open, revealing who we will be relying on for the rest of the year.
Into the room come Mr. Kisame and Mr. Itachi. Itachi winks at me again and I smile tentatively.
"Good evening, Miss Winter, is it?" Kisame asks, flourishing his hands.
Rach nods and smiles shyly.
"You can call me Kisame." Kisame introduces, bowing dramatically. Rachel giggles a little and they walk out of the room, Rachel looking at me worryingly once before the door swings shut.
"We meet again, Miss Peters." Itachi smirks.
"Indeed we do, sir." I answer polity.
"Please, just Itachi." Itachi insists, holding his arm out for me.
I take his arm lightly, trying not to lead him on. He is flirting tremendously at me and I'm feeling more than a little uncomfortable.
"Have you liked your first day here at Konoha High, Miss Peters?" Itachi asks, obviously interested in my answer.
"It's been pleasant, yes." I reply. We walk through the PC doors and I drop my arm. He seems disappointed at the loss of contact but greets the rest of the class merrily. He introduces me and I spot Kiba and Tenten at the back bench.
I walk up to them and sit down. Tenten and I are about to talk when Itachi calls for silence so that he can take the roll.
At last he calls my name, "Nikki Peters." he calls.
"Here." I answer. He looks up and smiles at me, I can see a funny glint in his eye. I shiver and go to talking to Tenten, since her name has been called.
The bell goes and I make my way down the aisle, passing the teachers desk with a slight look at Itachi, only to see him watching me with a smirk on his face. I look forward again and walk out the classroom door.
"School over now? I ask Rachel when I reach her.
"Yes. At last." Rachel sighs, feeling exactly like I do.
"We get to makeover Lee now!" I suddenly realize. The rest of the girls look at me as if I'm some super slow student that doesn't know what one plus one equals.
I sniff indignantly and watch as Gaara and Sasuke come around the corner, swarmed by super desperate fan girls.
"Gaara! Sasuke! Please sign an autograph for me!"
"Ohmygosh, Sasuke! I love you!"
"Please marry me, Gaara!"
This continues until the rest of us have gotten over our laughing fits to help the poor bastards. We push and shove our way to the helpless boys and walk with them, giving them some protection against the female population.
One girl comes a little to close and I give her a little poke in the eye, making her stop short. I laugh at her. We finally make it to the dorms where the boys are safe.
"Rachel, don't go with Nikki to an outing with Lee." Sasuke begs her, holding her hands in his. She blushes but smiles.
"Wherever Nikki goes, I go. Just the same as if the situation was reversed." Rachel replies softly, taking her hands out of his. Sasuke hangs his head in defeat. Rach and I head to the door just across the corridor. The door is black and shiny with nice patterns engraved on it. It has a silver lock and mail slot. The door says 208B in nice cursive writing. I fish one of the keys to the lock out of my bag.
"Where is the slippery little fucker? What the hell is that? That's not it... Gotcha!" I state victoriously, holding the little silver key above my head in triumph. I pack up my bag again and unlock the door to Rach and my living space.
It is actually, surprisingly, really nice. The room you walk into straight away is obviously the living room. It has white carpet, a couple of red and black couches, a cute black fuzzy rug, a huge flat screen TV and an olden style fireplace. On the other side of the room is a double door that opens onto a nice porch. I look to the right back of the room and see the kitchen. It's made of nice cherry wood floors and benches that have black lime or something on the benches. It has the latest appliances. Beside the kitchen is a basic bathroom, with a sink, toilet, washing machine and dryer. A little more towards us, but still on the right, is the dining room, made of white carpet again, with black and blue tables and chairs.
It all looks ultra-modern.
Rach and I walk over to our right where two black doors are visible against a grey wallpaper. In between the doors is a waist high, black pillar with a glass bowl, and in that bowl are two slips of cardboard, one saying my name and the other saying Rachel's name.
I look at the doors and see that there is a gap there for our card to fit in.
"Nameplates?" I ask, scoffing. Rachel giggles.
I open the door to the left. In it is white carpet, a black and blue four poster bed, a whole wall that is made of glass, another olden style black fireplace, grey walls, white roof, a couch, loveseat, flat screen, wardrobes and everything like that, a dresser and a few blue and black fuzzy, shaggy rugs I also see another door, which, I suppose, leads to an ensuite.
I look to Rach, who at the same time looked at me.
"Swapsies." We say at the same time. We grin and swap rooms. My new room is exactly the same as the other one, except red and black.
I go into my room and sit on my bed. It's really comfy. I then look to my red and black checked suitcases at the foot of the bed. I get off the bed and walk over to my largest suitcase and open it. The contents are my clothes. I start to put everything I own in it's rightful place.
After I've been working on that for about half an hour, someone knocks on the front door. I race out into the living room and look through the peephole. It's Lee. He's shuffling around nervously from foot to foot. I open the door wide and smile at him.
"Hi, Lee!" I greet. "Come in." I insist, gesturing for him to make his way in.
He smiles tentatively at me but hesitantly makes his way into our temporary home. He looks around, wide-eyed.
"Wow. Ritzy." he gasps, looking into all the rooms.
"Aren't all the dorms like this?" I ask. He shakes his head negatively.
"Usually, it's a couple of hard beds, a simple kitchen and a dining table with hard, worn down chairs. B block is where all the rich people live." Lee answers.
"That's funny. We never paid for a better room." I wonder. Rachel hops out of her dorm and greets Lee with a smile and shakes his hand.
"Can I get you anything, Lee?" I offer.
"If you have anything to eat, please. Maybe some water?" he asks nervously.
"Of course! I'll just see if we have anything. Make yourself at home in the mean time." I insist, walking into our lovely kitchen. I open the black metal fridge and see that the fridge is chockers full of really nice food.
I close the fridge slowly, wondering if our fridge is meant to be full. I walk over to the pantry instead. I open it and see it's full as well. I grab a bag of original chips and put them in a big bowl. I open the cupboard and take out three glasses. I fill them with some cold water from the fridge and put a couple of ice cubes in them each. I put all this on a tray and take it into the living room, where Lee and Rach are talking.
"Here we are." I say, once they're stopped talking. I put the tray on the table in front of them and curl up on the couch.
"Hey Lee," I start. He looks at me so I continue. "Is it normal for the kitchen to be full of food when students first come?"
"No. You're meant to buy your own snacks. Why?" Lee asks, already guessing the answer.
"Because I looked into our fridge and pantry and everything and there were chips, soda, cereal, everything." I explain, sipping at my water.
"Oh. Strange." Lee states. We keep talking until someone knocks at the door again. Rach gets it this time.
"Hey, guys!" I hear Temari welcome. Rachel greets them all and they pile into our room, looking around.
"Cool." Hinata sighs. I gulp down the rest of my water and stand up.
"Come on, Lee. Let's get you looking great!" I state, hauling him up to. He smiles.
"'Kay."
After getting permission to leave........and walking to the mall............
"Okay. Where to first? The hairdressers, the clothing place, the waxing place where they'll do his eyebrows...?" I trail off.
"Waxist." they reply and we pull Lee towards the waxing place.
"Lee needs his eyebrows waxed. ASAP." I state to the bubblegum chewing blonde receptionist. She looks at Lee.
"Okay. We have a waxist free down the back there. Do you have the money? It'll be $5." the chick asks, holding her hand out.
I put the $5 note into her hand and push Lee into the waxing studio.
"Ohmygosh! This is an emergency!" a lady with, obviously fake, platinum blonde hair and long red nails exclaims, rushing Lee into a chair.
We all laugh as the lady gets out the wax and Lee gulps.
"Don't worry, Lee. You'll be fine." Rachel reassures, holding back her giggles.
After a few minutes of "Oww!"'s and "Eeek!"'s, the lady wipes her brow in mock tiredness.
"My work is complete." she admits dramatically, swiveling Lee's chair around so that we can see him.
His eyebrows have been reduced to the normal size, making his eyes lees huge and making him look cuter. She's also given him snakebites on his lips.
We clap at her work and head out, straight to the hairdresser.
"This is what I want for him....." I explain to the hairdresser while the others pep talk Lee.
"I can do that for you." the hairdresser agrees, getting all the products and scissors and stuff.
We sit in the hairdresser for something like, half an hour, before Lee is ready for viewing. He shows us his new look and we all wof-whistle to give him self-confidence.
His eyes look normal now that those huge eyebrows are gone. His hair is jet black and messily cut, with a couple of acid green streaks in it. His fringe falls into his left eye and his snakebites look awesome with his hair.
"Now for the least enjoyable bit." Rach admits as I pay the hairdresser and thank him.
"Shopping." We all groan.
"Might as well get it over with. This is for Lee." Temari states, smiling at the now cutified Lee.
We go into the clothes store with Lee in his horrid green jumpsuit, and come out with our arms full and Lee wearing a green and black striped t-shirt, black tie, skinny black jeans, green and black skate shoes and black fingerless gloves.
"Guys..." Lee starts as we plonk into Rachel and my room.
"What is it, Lee?" Tenten asks.
"Well... there's something I haven't told you." Lee admits.
"Come on, Lee. We're here for you." Rachel insists, putting her hand on his.
He smiles gratefully at us as he takes a deep breath to say what is bothering him.
"I'm gay." he finally says.
A short silence follows this. After that, I walk over and hug Lee. I'm not usually a hugger, unless with Rach (we're like sisters), but I felt he needed one.
He looks a little shocked but wraps his arms around me and hugs me back anyway. This develops into a huge, awkward group hug, which we all laugh at the end of.
"So... who's the lucky guy." Hinata asks, giggling, once we all sit down with another bowl of chips.
"Well, there is one..." Lee chuckles. We all lean forward to hear it.
"Who?" Rach continues.
"A guy called Sasori. Everyone knows he's on my team." Lee admits.
"Hehe. Your team. That's a cool way of putting it." I laugh. He laughs with us. He seems to have gained a heap of self confidence by hanging with us today and getting a new look.
"Anyone know the time?" Hinata suddenly asks. Tenten looks at her watch.
"Time for dinner." she answers. We all get up. We're all stretching when a knock sounds on the door. I motion for everyone to hide Lee. I want to have a big revealing.
I answer the door. It's Sasuke, Gaara, Shikamaru, Kiba and Neji.
"Dinner. Sasuke says we're walking with you guys." Neji grumbles.
"Gee. No need to sound so enthusiastic about it." I reply sarcastically.
"Come on, guys. The guys are here to walk us." I explain.
"Oh. You guys are lucky enough to see a preview of the new and improved, Lee!" Temari introduces, moving aside as Lee stands up.
"...Where is he?" Shikamaru asks, looking straight past Lee. "And who is he?"
"Duh. You're dim, now aren't you. That is Lee." Hinata states.
Lee smirks.
The guys gasp and then we all go down for dinner.
"I'm so excited." Tenten admits, biting her lip and clenching her fists in anticipation.
We laugh but quieten down as we reach the lunchroom doors.
"3...2...1... now." Rachel counts down.
I push the lunchroom doors open and we are almost deafened by all the talking going on. It, of course, goes quiet once everyone catches a glimpse of the "new kid", aka, Lee.
"Woah, he's hot!" I hear someone whisper. I smirk at our handiwork. Lee starts to head off to the table he always sits at alone, but I pull him towards our table.
"You're one of us now." I whiper to him. He smiles brightly and takes a seat between me and Temari. Once again, I'm across from Gaara and Rach is across from Sasuke.
All of a sudden, a blush spreads across Lee's cheeks and a guy commes to sit across from him.
He's pretty cute. He's got blood red hair and is obviously gay, you can see from his clothes.
"Hey." the boy says, suave as hell.
"H-hi S-sasori." Lee stutters. Sasori smirks and winks.
"Have we met?" he asks.
"Duh. Of course you have, you dobe." Temari scoffs, Hinata puts her hand over Temari's mouth.
"Oh, we have? What is your name?" Sasori questions, talking to Lee. Lee looks to paralyzed with nerves to speak so I come to his rescue.
"It's Lee." I answer, giggling as a shocked look comes onto Sasori's face.
"Lee?" he asks, looking at Lee with a whole new outlook.
"Yup." Lee answers softly.
"...Nice." Sasori finally smirks, winking once more at Lee before leaving the table.
"Ohmygosh, ohmygosh, ohmygosh!" Lee squeals, practically jumping up and down in his seat.
"Heh. Calm down Lee." Tenten sweatdrops. The line for dinner finally shortens enough for us to bother to get up and get something to eat. I pick a ham, pineapple and cheese melt, a bottle of red cordial and a mini chocolate pudding.
Rach gets a bowl of chicken noodle soup, a bottle of orange juice and a mini apple crumble. We smirk at each other and sit back down. As we wait for the others to sit down, we talk about our day.
"It's been a good first day, don't you think, Rach?" I ask.
"Yeah. It's been great." Rach replies, blushing as she sees Sasuke wink at her. "Did you see the poster up on the wall this afternoon, Nikki?"
"No. What's it say?" I question.
"It's our monthly social." Lee replies, sitting down next to Rach this time.
"What, are you interested, Nikki?" Hinata asks, sitting down next to me.
"Sure. Why not?" I answer, taking my first bite of my melt.
"You serious?" Temari questions me, her face clearly showing she had been wanting to go.
"Course I am." I laugh.
"Good. It's tomorrow." Temari replies. Rach coughs on her cordial.
"They don't give you much warning here, do they." she coughs as I pat her on the back.
"No... it's because we stay here at night and have plenty of time to prepare." Hinata answers, looking at Rach with a bit of concern. Rach waves her off, gives one final cough and starts to eat her soup. Sasuke relaxes from his, Ohmygod-gotta-help-Rach stance on his seat. I roll my eyes and look at Gaara.
He's watching me. I wink at him and he scowls. I giggle and take a look at his tray. I'm very surprised to see that he has the same food as me. He notices at the same time and we both blush slightly, but cover it up.
We finish our dinners talking about lots of different things, ranging from music to the dance tomorrow. Once done, we head up to our rooms.
"Night guys." Rach and I yawn to everyone. They all head in the other direction to Rach, Gaara, Sasuke and I, who turn to the left instead of the right.
"See you guys tomorrow." Rachel states as I open the door.
"Yeah, see ya." I repeat, swinging open the door and Rach and I walk through, feeling Gaara and Sasuke watching us as we walk through our door.
"Night, Rach." I farewell, hugging my best friend before we head into our separate rooms. I go into mine and walk over to my wall of windows and look out onto the school grounds.
I sigh and go through my bedtime procedure, which means shower, putting music on and reading my latest book. I finally flick my light off. The room is shrouded with darkness, apart from the light that's coming from outside. The moon's rays are shining across my bed covers, making slivers of the sheets look silver.
I climb under the sheets and turn so that I can see outside. From my window, I can see the lights of the city and it's breathtaking. I sigh again and close my eyes.
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Nikki: Hope you liked it! Please tell me if you did in a review. No flames though please! =D
Rach: Good chappie.
Ava:... Eh.
Nikki: -hits Ava on head with frying pan-
Ava: X.X -dead-
Rach: -_-* .....niiiice, Nikki....
Nikki: Ooopsies!! xD
Rach: R + R please.
Ava: X.X -dead-