Even though no one has reviewed, I'll be updating this anyway!
I own almost nothing! Except the principal and her relative. And even those aren't copyrighted!
Hinata sat nervously in the car next to her cousin, who was dressed up as a girl.
And it was her fault.
At the moment, she was trying to think of some way to apologize without Hiashi ( who was driving) noticing.
Neji, on the other hand, was scowling at the back of Hiashi's head with all his might. Any second Hiashi looked, however, he took on a stone expression. Last thing he needed was a curse seal activation on the first day of school.
Hiashi was busily informing Hinata what sort of behaviour he would expect from her.
Top grades, good behaviour, no boyfriends, blah, blah, blah.
Suddenly, Hiashi turned around and looked at Neji. " You got that?"
Neji stared back blankly. He hadn't been paying attention. He'd thought that Hiashi had been talking to Hinata the whole time.
He nodded obediently. It was probably something he wouldn't do anyway.
Hiashi nodded approvingly.
" Good, because I wouldn't want you looking trampy."
Neji knew he had missed something important. He made a mental note to ask Hinata what Hiashi had said later.
Hiashi pulled up to the school.
" Here we are."
The school was huge. It had big picture windows, light brick walls, and red roofing. It had gardens with pebble paths winding through them. And, it had a giant platypus fountain, right in the middle of the circular drive way.
Neji's eyebrows shot up his forehead. A platypus?!
Girls were walking around, talking, and basically being social. They all stopped what they were doing, however, to stare at Hinata and Neji as the got out of the car and walked with Hiashi up the front steps.
Hinata immediately starting doing her finger thing, and tried to hide behind Neji. All apologies she had been formulating in her head were forgotten. She was glad he was there.
Neji frowned at her. Hadn't Hinata ever heard of personal space?
They all entered into a large, empty hall. A large chandelier hung from the ceiling, and light flooded in from the picture windows, making little rainbows appear everywhere. It was actually kind of pretty.
Hinata relaxed considerably and stopped trying to blend into Neji.
A tall, elegant woman came gliding down the steps.
" Hyuuga Hiashi, I presume?"
And that was how it all started. Hiashi quickly made his way through all formalities, informed the woman of their ages and what grades they were in, and took off, leaving them alone with the woman, whose name was still a mystery to them.
As soon as Hiashi was gone, the woman rung a bell. A big, strong looking guy appeared, and took their suitcases away. Neji wondered what that guy was doing in an all girl school. If it is truly an all girl school, shouldn't the staff be all female as well?
The woman turned to them and cleared her throat. " I am Ishida Noriko, and I am the principle of this school. I do not tolerate laziness, nor tardiness, so you had better be on your best behaviour while you are at this school."
The big strong guy reappeared. The Principle gestured towards him.
" This is Ishida Hiroshi. He will show you to your rooms."
One mystery solved. They're related. That's what that guy was doing at an all girls school.
Hiroshi was the name of one of Neji's cousins. One he particularily disliked. Hopefully, this Hiroshi would be less...condescending.
Hiroshi walked them down a long hallway. The white lights hanging from the ceiling were blinding. It was giving Neji a headache. After all, Hyuuga have sensitive eyes.
"Because you are sisters, you'll be sharing a room." Announced Hiroshi, as he unlocked a room and ushered them in.
Neji stiffened. ' Hiashi told them I was her sister?!'
Hinata looked at him apologetically.
" You have the morning to get settled in, then you must join us at lunch, and the classes afterward. If you need more time for some reason, contact the principle."
With that, Hiroshi left Hinata and Neji to unpack.
If you don't mind, I would really really like a review of some sort! I just dicovered, you can review your own story, isn't that weird?