Chapter 2

"Why was that girl dancing out of nowhere?" Neji scowled as he glanced at the room opposite his. "No wonder people didn't want to stay here."

He shuddered, and looked around. This was his new room, which his uncle had forced him to stay for the semester, saying about feng shui and stuff. Frankly, Neji didn't care about his love life or anything. Hiashi had mentioned something about him being too boring and lifeless and not being able to get a girlfriend.

"Seriously, you are my uncle, not my aunt. There's no need for you to meddle in my love life," he snapped at a random soft toy and threw his wallet at it. "Now, I am at the room opposite to the nerd. There's no hope."

Neji pouted briefly, staring at the soft toy intensely. Look at that sweet smile, that long pink hair, and the usual red and black dress. It was custom-made from a store, made to replicate Sakura, his ex.

"Why is this thing even in here?" His hair flew up. "It's over. It's over."

He sat on his bed and stoned away. His eyes scanned the actions of the weird girl, who was now quietly drinking some juice. Tenten, the weirdest and the nerdiest female that the design department had accepted into its course. Everyone knew her, for the wrong reasons. Her skills were one of the most talented, but her pieces lacked originality, as quoted from the design teacher.

Who would have accepted such a girl into the course?

Neji grimaced. Look at her clothes, they are so outdated and dull. Seriously, wearing thick glasses are a big no no in the 21st century. There are little plastic films that are called contact lenses.

Tenten turned around, and met Neji's eyes.

And I am sure most of you probably know what happened.

"Hey, Hinata, can I ask you something?"

Hinata smiled slightly, and continued eating her rice. "Shoot."

Neji ruffled his hair. "Really, I don't know whether this is a weird question or not."

Hinata maintained a serious face while her chopsticks were struggling to snatch away the last piece of sweet and sour chicken from Neji. Using the nearby lime juice, she sprayed a little on him, resulting in his loss of the chicken and his shirt smelling of lime. "I will have to see whether it is," she said, and popped the fried chicken into her mouth with a satisfied expression.

"When do girls faint? You faint around Naruto, don't you?" Neji asked, wiping the drops from his face.

Hinata's face heated up. "Th-that is a-a diff-different case. I like him, and fainting seems to be the only option whenever I see him."

"So…if a girl faints, she likes that guy?"

"It's questionable sometimes. What's wrong?" Hinata asked tentatively, drinking ice water to calm herself down.

Neji frowned. "The girl who lives at the opposite room, fainted when she stared at me."

"Tenten? There are two options. One is that she really likes you a lot."

Neji smirked, his ego boosting up uncontrollably. Who knew that girl would have a heart for love…

"Or Tenten was just too scared of you and your devilish presence," she concluded. "Itadakimasu. Good night, Neji."

"His face was so freaking scary. It was like a bulldog's!" Tenten whined.

Ino chuckled at her tantrum. "Tennie, Hyuuga Neji's face couldn't be compared to a bulldog's. His face is like heaven."

Tenten shuddered obviously. "You just don't know. It's like a bulldog frowning really hard. The wrinkles were popping out. I don't even want to be in the same class as him anymore! INOOOOOO."

"He's not the same class as you for nine periods. What are you worrying?" Ino snapped, and pushed Tenten away. "I am not friends with a person who thinks Neji is a bulldog."

Tenten sniffed air out of her nose, and quietly followed Ino to school. Just before she had fainted, she recalled vividly; a face that couldn't be compared to a bulldog, a thousand times worse than the Satan. She shook her head to get rid of the face.

"Ino, what if he confronts and asks why I fainted yesterday?" she asked Ino. "And he might bully me for the rest of the semester!"

"There's no way that he would pay attention to a girl right now. He broke up with Sakura, remember? So he might not be doing anything reckless," Ino reasoned.

"I think when I die, that face will stay with me and haunt my next life forever," she gasped. "I am totally going to ward off the evil spirits at the temple tonight."

Tenten entered the class.

As usual, people didn't pay attention to her. They couldn't care less about a nerd entering the class. Tenten walked up the steps and chose the most secluded seat, which was also the closest to the window.

Normally, it would have affected her, being so lonely and all. However, on that day, she was desperately hoping for all the good luck to come to her, so that she would not be haunted with the scariest face she had seen last night.

"I wish that Buddha gives me his blessings for the day. I really need the luck," she prayed fervently, before sitting down on the chair. She glanced around, and realised that Neji wasn't here yet. Sighing in relief, she started humming and doing her own stuff.

"NEJI!" Naruto shouted. "You have come to this Earth! How was your day, sir?"

Tenten shivered, and she sat up. Slowly, her eyes moved to the gradually nearing pair of feet. White loafers, white pants. It's definitely him.

"Oh my Buddha, please don't let him see me, don't let him see me."

Hinata gestured quietly to the crouching Tenten. "Neji-nii, let's go talk to Sasuke-san. He sits at the other side. Let's go and sit with him."

Neji squinted at the small shivering figure. "Glad someone knows that I shouldn't be messed around with." He smirked, and whistled happily. Neji likes to laugh at other people's misfortunes, or rather, he's a complete sadist.

Naruto hopped towards him and hugged. "Why are you so happy, Neji? Got a girl?"

He shook the blonde disgusting creature away. "No, Naruto, I got dumped. I am not such a man-whore."

"You are a man-whore, Neji. Mannnnnn-whoooooore," Naruto stressed the words playfully. "Hinata, let's sit near Sasuke's seat and leave Neji the man-whore to rot beside the nerd. Let's go!"

Neji rolled his eyes, and sat down on the seat beside Tenten. He chuckled sadistically, and took out his phone. "Look, the nerd is shivering cuz of me," he whispered to Shikamaru, who sat behind him. Shikamaru just nodded in agreement and went back to sleep. He snorted. Hey, a person suffering is more important than sleep.

Tenten collapsed onto the floor as soon as she arrived home.

How could that bulldog sit beside her for the entire lesson? It felt like her legs were about to give away, and melt into a pool of liquid form of skin. And blood. And bones.

"Buddha, why didn't you protect me from the bulldog today?" she said out loud. "I am already dying of fright. Why does he need to torture me even more? And that pencil tapping throughout the whole lesson."

Tenten shuddered. Oh that grimace. That fucking smirk.

"What does he think of me as? Some voodoo doll? Fuck him. Fuck Hyuuga Neji. FUCKKKKK," she muttered out a long list of really beautiful words, and murdered her pillow. "Die, Hyuuga Neji, DIEEEEE. BURN IN HELL."

The poor pillow was contorted into many unimaginable shapes as she flung it everywhere in the room. "You fucking bulldog. Are you a sadist or what? Why are you even torturing me like this?"

After the self-pillow fight session, Tenten had already burnt away some of her anger. "Hyuuga Neji, I will make sure that you will burn. Hahah, burn baby burrrnnnnn." She laughed maniacally and tore a piece of white cloth multiple times, just to show him what she was capable of.

Yes, Tenten might also be counted as a retard.

Grabbing a cup of cranberry juice, she sat down on her bed after all the sessions of anger management. She glared at the room opposite hers. A psycho lives there, she thought to herself.

Suddenly, the curtains opened, and ta dah, there she was, face to face with the bull dog again.

This time, Tenten controlled herself not to faint. She used almost all her eye cells to glare the hell out of Hyuuga Neji. Fuck you, bulldog.

Neji grabbed a sketchbook and scribbled something on it. Tenten saw, and her anger slowly dissipated.

Angry? ;)

She couldn't believe the words on the sketchbook. Unable to resist her temptation, she took a sketchbook and replied.

Of course. You made me die there for the whole lesson.

Neji smirked slightly, before writing something. Tenten frowned, seeing that he wanted to continue the conversation.

It's all your fault. No one asked you to faint at the sight of me.

She was horrified. Fuming, she killed the sketchbook with the poor permanent marker.

No one asked your face to be so revolting. It's like a bulldog's.

Now it was Neji's turn to gasp. No one had ever called him or describe his face like that. Utterly furious, he scribbled back.

You fainted. Because my face was like a bulldog?

Tenten chuckled gleefully. Oh my Buddha, Hyuuga Neji's getting what he deserves.

Yea, what's wrong? Look into the mirror. Burn baby burnnnnn ;D

Neji frowned. This weird girl called him a bulldog. For goodness effing sake, bulldogs are ugly. They have wrinkles, they are fat, and they are scary. Irritated, Neji wrote angrily.

I don't look like a bulldog in any way. I am a gorgeous human.

Tenten snorted. Him, gorgeous? He's just hot. Wait wait wait, he's a bulldog. Girl, no matter how hot he is, you should never admit that he's gorgeous. That would only boost his ego up.

Psh. Right. That's why I fainted.

Offended, Neji sat there. He tried to come up with a quick response that would make her fume. Oh yes. He should also compare her to a dog. A Chihuahua!

But Chihuahuas are cute though.

Why you bitch. You look like a Chihuahua then.

Her eyes widened. "Oh my Buddha, he didn't just call me a Chihuahua. It is freaking disgusting."

OMG, YOU DIDN'T JUST CALL ME A CHIHUAHUA. They are the most disgusting, short-legged dogs on Earth.

Satisfied that his insult was able to offend her, Neji smirked gleefully. This's fun, he thought.

Exactly. That's why you are a Chihuahua. You are the most disgusting, short-legged person that I have ever met.

She rolled her eyes. She squeezed all the insults out of her brains, and scribbled them onto the sketchbook.

Hyuuga, you have some sadism problems. You should go to a doctor. Mind me coming along? ;) So that I could help you with your psycho character?

He's not fucking psycho. The psycho one was her. Who dances in their room for goodness sake?

In what way am I psycho?

Dumb people don't understand. I am sleeping. Bye.

Staring at the curtains closing, Neji sighed of anger. She had left the conversation hanging there. She didn't answer his question.

"I hate feeling incomplete," he muttered. He took his phone from the bedside table and dialled Sasuke.

"Neji, what do you want?"

"Hey, Sasuke, do I look like a bulldog?"

Guys, thanks for reviewing. Happiness just bubbes~

Anyway, as I mentioned, it's inspired by Taylor Swift's You Belong With Me. So…the sketchbook thing is from there yea.

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