Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Or any of its characters. I wish I owned Gaara... :3
Temari POV
Temari looked up from her desk in English class. What a weird teacher. Mr. Kakashi never really cared about how the students acted. There was Shikamaru what's-his-face and a fat kid on her sides. They were chatting around her, occasionally pausing to pretend to listen and take notes on the lecture on correct grammar.
The fifth time that happened, Temari bunched her fingers into a fist. Shut it, loudmouths! I am actually trying to pay attention, you know!
On the eighth time, she couldn't take it anymore. She balled her fists, and punched both of them in the stomachs. All the little silent conversations in the class stopped. Everyone stopped talking including Mr. Kakashi.
Oh, no, I'm gonna get a detention, aren't I? Temari thought, suddenly worried.
"Thank you, Temari. I was just going to do that myself," Mr. Kakashi smiled. "I had a feeling that they wouldn't stop talking unless someone put a stop to it."
Temari stared at her English teacher, shocked. Are we allowed to punch people in Konoha High?
"But please, next time hit softer, they might end up with a broken rib and I would be held responsible." Mr. Kakashi continued smiling.
Shikamaru and Choji (ah! so that's his name!) groaned as they got up from the floor.
She's scarier than my mom! thinks Shikamaru (of course, Temari doesn't know that).
Gaara POV
Stupid clay...Gaara thought.
He tried molding the blob of clay that was his, but without much success. He didn't understand how Sazuko made a statue out of it, or how the blond made a bowl of ramen. All Gaara managed to make was a mountain that was rounded at the top.
At least Sasuke was having problems as well, Gaara thought, looking on the bright side. Sasuke was making a boat that didn't look like a boat.
Suddenly, Sazuko stood up and put her statue along the edge of the classroom.
"Good job, Sazuko," Ms. Kurenai commentted. "You used very precise techniques for this, haven't you?"
Sazuko just nodded, and went back to her seat. She took out a note pad and started doodling in it.
Gaara sighed, and wished, not for the first time, that he wasn't in art.
Wow...three chapters in a day...Well, they're really short chapters so I guess it only counts as one? one and a half? Please review, readers!
