It was Official. Kakashi-Sensei was indeed late. Right after I entered the class the late bell rang. 'I Really hope Hina made it in time' I thought. Looking around the room It was a class full of playfulness. People throwing paper balls and Girls hiking up their skirts in the corner. Staring off and giggling about some guys. Such a whorish thing to do; the skirt already goes to you mid thigh. Very good thing I found my black sweater a day ago, it went to my kneecap and had deep pockets to drop my condiments in and long sleeves that always went to my knuckles. Perfect for this school and the weather. I scanned the room again and realized how the quite ones sat in the front, the regular students in the middle, and the bad ones in the back seeing how they were the ones making the most commotion. Just like every other classes in the world. As my eyes scanned the 'bad side' of the room. I came in contact of what seemed to be my first group of enemies. The Waffle House Clique. Yes, I know lame name but hey, first impressions stick. not many faces I recognized was there except the duck haired boy who was surrounded by the girls. Walking to a empty desk, I sat in the middle of the class. not to noticeable and not un-noticeable. Flopping down in my desk quietly I took out my Ipod and skimmed through the songs, only to stop at 'In One Ear' By Caged The Elephant. Gosh I love this song. Putting the ear buds in my ear, I whispered along with the vocalist.
" - Rock & Roll is dead I probably should've stayed in school. Another Generation X, who somehow slipped into the cracks or they love to see me fall when I'm already on my back."
Soon I stated tapping my fingers along with the rhythm.
" It goes in one ear and right out the other, people talking shh, but you know I never bother, It goes in one ear and right out the other people talking shh, they can kiss the back of my hand!"
I was really getting into the song but before he could even get to the second verse, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I ignored it, thinking it might have been a flying paper ball that scraped my shoulder but the tapping continued. Paper balls can't skim the same spot that fast. Looking out the corner of my eyes, I saw that the red-head from earlier was the one poking me. Slowly taking out my ear buds I looked around hopefully not seeing a teacher who was wanting to take my Ipod. I gave myself a mental calm. No teacher yet. Turning to the red head, I gave him a curious look. Did he not know his friend could be watching him talk to the ' spot stealer"? He pointed to my seat with his greasy chip stained finger. 'Did he just poke me with that finger?!" "Did you just.. poke me with that finger?" I ask in disgust. "That's my seat." he said. He completely ignored my question. What's up with this school and claiming objects and spaces?. Before I could even reply, he interrupted me. " Its Okay though, ill just seat here." he claimed, sitting at the desk right beside me. A imaginary sweat dropped down my head. If he was just going to sit there anyways what was the point in telling me?. "I'm Choji Akimichi by the way." he said smiling. " Ino Yamanaka" I said giving him a questionable stare. " Yeah I know, how can I forget the girl who went off on Sakura-Chan. No one have the guts to do that". He chuckled loudly before digging in his chip bag again. " So that was her name? I kind of zoned her out when she started giving me the back ground of you guys 'territorial regions. I mean really ". He looked down and paused his eating. "Not everyone in the gang is like that; all stuck up I mean.". I snorted, please they were all stuck up. I mean just a couple of minutes ago they were looking down on me because I took their glorious spot. " well yeah, that first impression said differently." I stated. " I'm sorry.". he said with a sad face. I felt a bit bad, everyone deserve second chances right?. He perked up, saying something about me meeting the others in a second attempt at squashing the whole car spot thing. I smiled,' maybe I did misjudge them.' I thought. Choji continued to tell me his likes and dislikes and a little bio on who was in his gang, which was a lot. Some of the big names I processed was Sasuke, who was in this class, Naruto, Gaara, and Temari. Apparently Naruto was the blond boy, Sasuke was the duck haired one and Mica, Gaara, and Sasori was people I haven't meet yet also about this Guy name Shika something. but I paid it no mind, there was another one he left out; the sexy pineapple guy. " Hey Choji-kun?, what was the pineapple haired guy's name? you left him out." I asked. Choji roared with laughter. " You mean, Shikamaru?. I haven't heard that description in awhile. But I just told you about him, wasn't you listening?" he asked. I gave a short awkward laugh. " Oh yeah, but I just forgot that quick.". Choji gave me a look, but none the less told me that him and Shikamaru was the best of friends since they were in diapers. I giggled at the thought of Shikamaru in diapers. How adorable was he back then?. After explaining to Choji my giggling I turned back my eyes to the front of the class thinking bout one guy that has been on my mind of late. 'Shikamaru- san huh?'. Finally the classroom door opened. In came a man with a weird hair do that defied gravity. It was sliver and it tilted to the side while the rest of him screamed ' I'm a teacher but I don't want to be here.'. That man matched the title. " Hello class sorry I'm late I got lost on the road to life" sensei said. Oh please even me, the newbie knew that was a lie. After he got situated he noticed me, the new face and decided that I introduce my self. Slightly nervous I walked in front of the class. Some whistles went off along with some cat meows. Such a guy thing to do. As I stood in front of the class I briefly introduced myself telling them my name my favorite color and the location of my previous school; SunaHigh. Looking around the room all eyes were on me. Guys giving me lustful stares, girls giving me jealous glares. Like seriously? My looks wasn't all that in my point of view. After that was over I calmly walked back to my desk. after receiving my books for that class. Surprisingly, the period was going by fast after sensei did the role. But I couldn't help but feel eyes on me. Looking back my blue teal eyes met coal ones. The ones of the so called Uchiha-san.
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His eyes. There was something bout his eyes that fascinated me a bit. Was it cause I couldn't read them? or was it because they were like depths of black sucking in my soul?. Ether one, they caught my interest. But did he think I would stare at him all lustful like? Ah, no. Shikamaru-san had my eyes and this Sasuke guy isn't going to get my attention by boring his beautiful eyes into my soul. wait- did I really just say that? I mean he could never compare to Shikamaru with his while pale skin and his lanky body and that black like silkily hair that framed his face all ghost like. I looked at him and broke the long eye contact we had just long enough to see the girls from earlier giving me even worst glares. If looks could kill I would've be dead fifty times over. I Sent him a glare for making me loose focus on sensei's lesson and for getting even more people on the hate-the-new girl list. He slightly rose one of his eyebrows and had a new glint in his eyes. One that I couldn't quite figure out but it made me even more mad. Damn him, I don't know why yet, but Damn him. " Ms. Yanamaka, you may leave early today, only to find your classes and your locker. have a good first day." the teacher said, looking back at me from the white board. Some people groaned. That was music to my ears; getting out of class to find my next class and already located locker. But I wasn't going to tell him that. Quickly stuffing my books and supplies in my hand I rushed out the room. I had to escape those one pair of eyes. Luckily I remembered the way to my locker. After opening my locker I placed my textbook in it and pulled out my schedule. Next was British lit with Hinata-Chan. As I was looking at my schedule I felt another instinctual feeling, but this time it wasn't one of stares but of closeness. The one you get when you feel something creeping up on you. Instantly a hard object pressed itself onto my back. It felt hard and It smelt wonderfully. Freezing, I attempted to calm my jumping heart. 'Objects don't come out of nowhere.' I thought. Turning my head my cheek came in contact with raven strands. It was hair; Raven Hair. I allowed my eyes to follow the stream of raven only to find the jaw of the King of Stares; Uchiha, Sasuke. My heart started beating faster. What was he doing here, class hasn't even ended yet?. Hoping my voice came out causal, I began to interrogate. " Um, excuse me but this is my locker. Plus class wasn't even over, a-and have you heard of personal space? ". Damn, I stuttered. I really had high hopes of sounding annoyed. He moved even closer, pushing me even more into the lock space. In my back, I could feel his heart beat a steady beat while his body mashed against me, the smell of what seemed to be a type of Old Spice and Cigarettes entered my nostrils once again. It had such a manly heated musk to it. Surprisingly, the smell wasn't even slightly revolting. My nose was in a bliss. not to mention he build of muscle was noticeable now. I mentally shook my head, now wasn't the time for lolly-gagging. This guy was overly close. Getting ready to step on his shoes His baritone voice shook my body. " We have the same 2nd, and 3 period also." he stated. ' Oh my god, that heavenly voice. Is he the God Of Lust?' I screamed in my head. Blinking away my inward fan-girling, I cleared my throat. "Well that's too bad, I was hoping to have a class with Shikamaru- san." I said matter of fact. I felt him go rigid but than back to normal. The gave a throaty chuckle. Suddenly I didn't feel his body on me anymore but instead I saw his hands on both sides of my locker. I felt his hot mint fresh breathe upon my ear than sent shivers down my spine. Trying to calm my ecstatic heart rate, I prayed he didn't hear it. I heard him suck in a short breathe before his smooth, luscious voice bounced around my ear drum. " If I were you, I wouldn't get so close to Shikamaru, 'Ya-na-ma-ka'." He said sounding my name out with anticipated pauses. Before I could jumble up my brain to form a reply, The bell rang throughout the empty halls. Sasuke than pushed of the locker and I heard him pad him walk away, right when students started spreading like roaches into the hall streams. Quickly looking at his leaving back, I begin to wonder. ' Ino Yanamaka, what in gods name have you gotten yourself into at this school?'.
