Konoha Academy! Chapter 2: First Day! (A-Day) Part 1
My first day of school in a new school and town, 5 minutes before the bell rings and school officially starts, and things already don't make sense. Usually, when you move to a new place to start a new school, you feel nervous and/or excited. For me, it's more like that weirded out feeling that you get when the most random and unexpected thing happens, followed by an awkward silence and a trip to the therapist. It's usually not normal for people to feel weirded out on their first day of school, but you try coming early to school and getting yourself slammed into your locker by a weird kid that cuddles up to you the first minute, and then yells at you while running off with your hat. If thats not weird enough, then you should also try being run down by his twin in the hallways and see him run off yelling. So now I'm in the gym/pool building after walking through crowds of people in this jungle prison we all call school. As I stand on one of the corners of the gym, I notice more people coming. I don't know any of them and I don't feel like meeting or talking to any of them. If they're like that weird little kid from this morning, then Im transferring, but once again, my little secret prevents me from doing that. This is probably the most annoying secret I've ever had. Anyways, as I go on and on about my little secret, I notice a familiar face. Two familiar faces actually. The only two I know, and the only two that were clumsy enough to run into me this morning. I notice the cute little dark-haired kid, but it looks like he wasn't alone seeing as how he was dragging a blonde haired girl with the left part of her face being covered by her hair, while half of it was up in a ponytail and the rest was down. I guess that must've been the Kiyo person he was yelling about. He must've gotten us mixed up, but other than the blonde hair and blue eyes, we look nothing alike. I also spotted his twin talking to a guy with dark eyes and dark hair that defies gravity. His hair reminded me of a chicken's butt, or was it a duck butt? I was also kind of curious as to how he keeps it up, but not really. He was wearing white baggy shorts and a blue shirt with a blue jacket. As they were walking into the gym, the little blonde kid looked up and spotted me. He gave me a big smile afterwards and waved at me from where he was standing, while his friend turned to my direction to see who he was waving at. As if being spotted wasn't bad enough, they both started to walk my direction. Great, I'd have to be social to them.
"Hey, sorry about earlier" said the little blonde boy giving me a goofy grin.
"Great, what did you do this time loser?" asked his friend, giving him some mean glares in the process.
"Hey, it was an accident. I kind of ran into her." said the little blonde defensively.
"If by kind of ran into her, you mean running over her, then I'd say thats pretty much what you did." Said a boy with short brown hair walking up to us and joining in on the conversation. He had short brown hair with brown eyes and red markings on both of his cheeks. He was wearing a gray shirt with dark blue jeans and he carried with him the scent of dogs.
"Oh, I hope both of you are all right." Came an inaudible whisper from a girl peeking out from behind the dog boy. She had short bluish-black hair, a clear set of eyes, and she was sporting a small blush on her cheeks.
"Knowing Naruto and how reckless he is, this doesnt surprise me one bit." Said a boy lazily coming over and joining in on the growing conversation. He had dark eyes and his dark hair up in a ponytail that spiked upwards. His hair reminded me of a pineapple for some reason.
"So, who's your new friend Naruto? I haven't seen her around here, so she must be new." Said a girl with blue eyes and her blonde hair up in four ponytails walking over to our growing group of never ending people.
"Oh, right, guys, this is, um,what's your name?" asked the blonde boy looking kind of confused while his crowd of friends all started to sweat drop.
"So you run over a new girl without at least getting her name or giving her your name? What are we ever going to do with you Naruto?" asked the dog boy.
"Well, I said I was sorry! I was about to tell her my name, but the bell rang and I had to go" said the blonde boy, defending himself.
"Well, are you going to tell us your name or what?" asked the blonde girl turning her attention to me. At that time, I just wanted to walk away from them all since I didn't feel like talking to anyone, but the annoying secret wouldnt let me. I need to be social for this secret, and so I will be social.
"My name is Kairi Hikari and Im in the 10th grade. It's nice to meet you all." I said cheerily, giving them all a nice, warm smile. If it wasn't for this secret, I would've been long gone after glaring at them for disturbing my peace. Oh well, let the acting begin.
"Hi Kairi! Im Naruto Uzumaki and its nice to meet you! Sorry again for what happened." Said my blonde attacker grinning madly. His grinning reminded me of a fox. Especially since he has three whisker-like scars on each cheek.
"Hn. I'm Sasuke Uchiha." Said the chicken butt haired guy. I can tell he's very social. If it wasn't for this secret, I'm sure we could've been close friends.
"Hey, I'm Kiba Inuzuka. Welcome to the Academy!" said the dog boy.
"It's nice to meet you Miss Kairi. I'm Hinata Hyuuga." Whispered the shy little mouse girl. If it wasn't for my good hearing, I probably wouldn't be able to hear a thing she said.
"Hey, I'm Shikamaru Nara" said the pineapple headed boy very lazily.
"And I'm Temari. It's nice to meet you." said the blonde girl. As soon as they all got through with their introductions, coach Jiraiya called us all to gather up and he explained everything that would go on this year. It was pretty much the usual stuff gym coaches would say. From this to that is basketball, from this other to that other its soccer, from blah to blah is and blah blah blah. Well, our coach seems kind of different, not to mention old. He had long white hair and couldn't stop staring at the girls for some reason. Talk about a pervy coach. I guess this is one of the good things about people thinking I'm a guy. The only thing that's wrong is the fact that a weird kid ran off with my hat, so I'm still a girl to others. After he was done explaining what we had to do, the rest of the hour and 15 minutes was spent running laps around the gym. I was actually very thankful that Naruto ran into me this morning. Thanks to him and his crowd of friends around me, my little attacker didn't see me throughout the whole class. While I was running with Naruto and his group, I found out that these weren't all of his friends. They asked me if I'd join them on Friday for a little back-to-school gathering they were planning, and I, being the kind, social person I am, just couldn't say no. I also learned that Naruto, Kiba, Hinata, and Shikamaru were all in 9th grade while Temari was in 11th. Either way, I was glad that I made it through one class without seeing the weird little kid. Next up was English with Iruka, so I made my way there with ease. Once I got to the classroom, I decided to sit in one of the back corners next to the windows where nobody would see me and I would hopefully be unnoticed for the whole school year. As I waited for the rest of the class to come in, I saw none other than my little attacker come in. He was looking around for a place to sit until he saw me and started coming my way. So much for going unnoticed for the whole year.
"Hi there Kiyo imposter! Do you mind if Tobi sits next to you?" he asked looking at the empty desk next to me.
"If nobody has any objections with you sitting there, then yeah." I said looking out the window, not really paying that much attention to him.
"HEY! DOES ANYONE NOT WANT TOBI TO SIT NEXT TO THE KIYO IMPOSTER!" he yelled, getting the attention of the other students for a minute until they went back to their conversations.
"Yay! Nobody wanted Tobi to not sit with the Kiyo imposter! That means Tobi gets to sit next to the Kiyo imposter!" he said, happily taking the seat next to me while giving me a big smile.
"I didn't mean it literally. Besides, you can sit wherever you want to. You don't have too ask for permission." I said, shifting my position so I could face him better.
"Wow! Nobody ever told Tobi that before! It's always 'get away from me Tobi' and 'I dont want you sitting next to me Tobi'. That just makes Tobi feel bad and makes Tobi think that Tobi is a bad boy. But you don't mind Tobi sitting next to you, so does that mean Tobi is a good boy?" he asked, looking very expectantly at me.
"I guess" I said, not really knowing what to respond. At first, I thought Tobi was some weird kid that couldn't tell people apart, but now after hearing what he said, I guess he wasn't such a bad person after all.
"Thanks Kiyo imposter! You're not so bad after all, for a Kiyo imposter. At first, Tobi thought you were mean and grouchy when you yelled at Tobi, but it turns out you're actually an okay guy. Tobi is happy to have met you Kiyo imposter! Yay! Tobi is a good boy!" he said, hugging the life out of me.
"YOU THINK I'M A GUY!" I yelled, getting him off of me.
"Tobi doesn't think youre a guy Kiyo imposter, Tobi knows you're a guy! A really pretty guy too!" he said coming over to hug me again. Just as I was about to open my mouth to say something, the bell rang, signaling the beginning of class. During class, our teacher Iruka, a brown-haired, brown-eyed version of pineapple head Shikamaru, told us all about how things would be like this year and his expectations for the class. I really didn't pay attention all that much. I was busy thinking about other things to pay any attention. Tobi was writing stuff in a notebook, but I really didn't care. Most of the time, I was just looking outside the window pretending to care. After Iruka was done talking, he passed out some sheets of paper for all of us to fill out. He said he wanted to get to know us better. Well, that's another big fat lie right there. Well, either way, I decided to fill it out since he worked so hard on them. "Name: doesn't matter; Age: don't care; Grade: higher than 9th grade; Favorite Color: don't have one; Favorite Food: don't eat much; Best Friend: don't need one; Hobbies: don't have any; Likes: nothing; Dislikes: everything; Goals: don't feel like writing them" In the end, it was probably better if I would've just left it blank. I looked around the classroom to see everyone else writing many things on their sheet. Tobi was one of them, but that's just because he kept on writing and erasing stuff. Once he was done, he gave it to me and grabbed mine. He started to erase and write on mine while I was reading his. "Name: Tobi; Age: 15; Grade: 10th; Favorite Color: Kiyo imposter; Favorite Food: sweet stuff; Best Friend: Kiyo imposter/ Deidara sempai/ Kiyo; Hobbies: Kiyo imposter; Likes: Kiyo imposter; Dislikes: not Kiyo imposter; Goals: Kiyo imposter" I don't know what to think of him now. I don't ever remember my name ever being Kiyo imposter, or even turning into a color. I barely met this guy, so how can we be best friends? How am I even considered a hobby or a goal? Yup, this kid is definitely on the weird list. I gave him his sheet when I was done reading, and he gave me mine when he was done writing. Now, it was more like "Name: Kiyo imposter; Age: 15; Grade: 10th; Favorite Color: black, blue, red, gray; Favorite Food: takoyaki, teriyaki, taiyaki; Best Friend: Tobi; Hobbies: playing piano and reading; Likes: swords and fans; Dislikes: blood; Goals: to be the best at everything I do" I don't know whether to be creeped out or amazed. He got everything right except for my name. He barely met me and he knows me so well. Was he some kind of stalker? It could probably be some kind of joke and he's just good at guessing.
"Since you're Kiyo imposter, Tobi thought you might like what Kiyo likes, so that's what Tobi put down." He said smiling at me. Before I could reply to his comment, the bell rang and it was time to leave. It also meant lunch time. A time when people can socialize while eating cafeteria food that isn't really food. Joy (sarcasm).
