Chapter One: I Will Never Tell a Lie
Okay, so, like, I wasn't exactly lying. Lying is a really complicated thing that takes time, effort…you know, preparation. I was merely thinking on my feet.
So, let me tell you, I was in Geometry—I seriously hate being a sophomore; Geometry and Chemistry? Shoot me please—and the teacher, who if I can say myself is mighty mysterious and delicious looking if you were so to fancy the hot professor type, was all looking at me as if I were doing something.
I wasn't doing anything.
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Because, you know, if I were doing something, I wouldn't have had to lie about it.
(And, like I said before, I will never tell a lie.)
"Do you have lip gloss, Forehead?"
"No," I replied quickly, whipping out my brand new tube of bubblegum pop princess lip-gloss and smearing it on my totally kissable lips. She, in turn, narrowed her baby blue eyes icily and growled turning her head quickly to, most likely, ask Hinata the same question.
Don't think I'm being a bitch. I just don't reply to anything besides my name. I mean, seriously, would you?
Half way through my mental rant about how terrible Ino is for making up that terrible nickname for me—like, ugh—and how ugly it really is, especially in comparison to my sexiness, the gates of heaven had opened. Just one minute before the bell would've ringed, the three hottest guys that actually have a brain walked in, the luminescent lights from the hallway flooding Kakashi-sensei's odd choice of slightly blue tinted lighting.
They're Sasuke, Neji and Shikamaru. I know I expressed my undying love and devotion to my favorite of the party to you, but, let me say, Neji is pretty far up there too. Shikamaru is more of an acquired taste—but, if you ask me, I think that he and Ino hook up, like, every other weekend behind the North Building stage.
They walked in all cool like and I let my newly glossed lips slide apart, slightly agape. I mean, golly, they are so freaking hot that it is almost unacceptable—
"Uno," Sasuke called out, gesturing toward me by nodding his head.
HUUUSHHHHHAAA
(Oh, you know, that sound that happens when everyone decides to shut up at the same time, and look at you? Yeah. HUUUSHHHHAAA)
It took me a while to register that he was talking to me, and, admittedly dumbly, I poked a finger to my chest, whispering in complete awe, "Me?"
He nodded, putting his hands in his pockets. "Your last name's Haruno."
I swallowed, trying to keep my heart in my body. It's kind of vital. He looks so hot when he's stating blatant fact like that. And, like, did you notice that he just gave me a nickname! A totally unique nickname. Who else is called Uno besides that stupid card game?
…is he comparing me to a card game wherein the winner is the one with one card left? As in, I'm the only one left? OMG, is that good or bad!
"W-What?" I asked, since by that time it was obvious he wasn't going to be giving any information as to why he was talking to me.
Sasuke started walking toward me then, and, like, most of the guys were bored with what was going on, so they went back to their little clusters talking about video games and boogers and wrestling, you know, tow trucks and whatever else the fuck boys talk about. Ino and Hinata were staring but not trying to stare because they knew they would just make me nervous and stuff like that, however, the fan girls were being super bitches, all snarling and writing suicide/death notes for me while glaring.
He slid into the seat next to me, and then cleared his throat, looking at me with his meg intense charcoal back slash obsidian eyes that are so dreamy—I mean, golly, what else would I dream about if it weren't for him—and I swear I saw that little flash of light that makes a moment special. I mean, him staring at me, me staring at him—there were more freaking sparks now than what I felt last year when my cousin accidently dropped her sparkle stick on my ankle during a barbecue.
Then he looked away, making that clicking noise with his tongue against his teeth.
Rejection, I breathed heavily, feeling as if those sparks were Kami with fire telling me to look away before I got burned, because I sure was scorched right about now.
Sasuke answered the almost forgotten question then. "Your mother has something for my mother."
"Oh, yeah!" I exclaimed, reaching into my jacket pocket and pulling out some herbs. I placed them in his hand, careful not to touch him since the Awkward Meter™ was close to malfunctioning at the level it was reacting at right about now. I smiled, "Just tell her that all she needs to do is sprinkle some on her soil before she waters her plants everyday for about a week, and the weeds will stop growing."
Sasuke took the bag, getting out of the empty chair beside me, returning to his desk in the back of the classroom seconds before the bell rang. I watched him, vaguely aware of the fact he didn't even say thanks.
The girls nearest him were giggling and laughing, whispering behind cupped hands while so obviously looking at me. It wasn't even half way coincidental that all their eyes were lingering on my own, and that I was basically sneering back at them.
Kakashi-sensei said to turn around so I did. Ino was looking at me as if I was an explosive volcano, which I am not. Hinata looked scared—not too much out of the ordinary.
"Alright, class," the teacher said, silencing the majority of the stupid girls, "today we will be covering—"
I drowned him out because I swear they were talking about me. They were all, stupid pink hair, blah blah blah, lol look at her forehead, blah blah, cheap lip gloss, ha ha, "She's such a pothead; giving Sasuke-kun that crack—"
I shot out of my seat, turning toward them, almost hurling my newly sharpened pencil like a dagger at Karin. (PS: I missed by like, thirty centimeters, and nailed Ami Watanabe on her fake nose. It was an accident, conveniently placed, but an accident nonetheless.)
"I am not a fucking pothead, you fucking bitch!" I yelled.
UNANIMOUS GASP!
Kakashi-sensei was smirking beneath his mask while he was writing my detention slip. I saw it with my special eyes.
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