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I don't know how long it took for the bell to ring, but I was surely glad it did; I couldn't stand anymore of Neji's glares. I was one of the first out the door, I didn't even look back, not that I would, I'm terrified.

The halls were crowded, making it almost impossible to get through. I was pushed, shoved and slammed into a wall.

What a weakling.

With a few minor bruises I got to my locker, I grabbed the necessary books for my second class, science with Kurenai-sensei.

The class was half-full. Many of the students were crowded around talking to others. We still had three minutes before the late bell rang. I immediately spotted the teacher at her desk, she was beautiful: dark hair, red eyes, full lips, nice clothes, a perfect female example. Not like me. I went to her and stuttered my name out, why can't I stop stuttering? She smiled sweetly at me and told me to find any empty seat and settle down. I nodded but before I could turn to leave she stopped me and with a gentle expression said that if I needed anything to come and talk to her, whether it was about her class or something personal. 'Why is she so nice to me?' I tried to smile, and it's obvious that it's fake, I stuttered my 'thank you' with a blush dusting my cheeks. I'm not used to people being nice to me just because they want to, only my mom, but Kurenai-sensei is practically a stranger! Why would anyone be nice to me anyway? I'm weak, I'm a failure, and I'm pathetic.

I found a seat in the back of the classroom and I literally dropped myself on it.

'Why did she say that?'

While I was pondering this the bell rang, startling me, I completely zoned out, I looked up and saw that everyone was in their seats. Some of the students were from my homeroom. They were pointing at me and laughing. I see that they didn't forget my fall. Typical teenagers', laughing at the misfortune of others, my response was to sink lower in my seat and duck my head. My index fingers began instinctively fondling with each other. This was a nervous habit I have had since childhood.

Kurenai-sensei, not liking the fact that no one was paying attention to her, cleared her throat and gave us bookwork to do. Most of the class groaned but started doing it anyhow. I didn't mind the work. I needed to have my head preoccupied.

It was easy, after thirty minutes I was done. I took this time to figure out my status in school. Pretty pathetic but seeing Kurenai-sensei made me self-aware, I don't really fit in actually, I don't have friends or anyone to talk to. 'I could talk to Kurenai-sensei but...'I don't know why I thought otherwise. I'm like a wallflower. I don't dress fashionably, even though my family is rich, and I don't attract attention towards my self. No I shy away from the spotlight. I'm timid. I stuttered. I get nauseous when I get someone's attention. I'm a disgrace toward the Hyuuga name.

Most of my outfits are baggy pants and hoodies, they hide my figure well. Not that I have one. I don't consider myself beautiful. No, I consider myself plain. My dark hair is never down always in a messy bun, my skin is like a deathly pale that makes me look sick, maybe I am, and my eyes are blank white with a tint of lavender, they show everything I feel and my state of mind. I hate my eyes.

I'm now inside the girls locker-room, second hour ended well. Kurenai-sensei was nice enough to not give us homework tonight.

I got changed in one of the cubicles. I wouldn't dare to change in front of the others. They are better than me and would taunt me if I did. I put on the Konoha High PE uniform which consisted of blue baggy shorts that reach up to my knee and a big white t-shirt that had the Konoha emblem in blue. I kept a long-sleeve shirt under the uniform one. I know it's hot but I don't care. I always cover myself up. I don't let others see me.

Once I was out I met my eccentric teacher, Gai-sensei and his mini-clone. I think his name is Lee.(Gai-sensei did say that name while hugging his 'clone' in front of the sunset with the ocean waves crashing in the background.) They both have the same bowl haircut and talk about youth. Gai-sensei was so excited to have a new student that he decided to make the class run 25 laps around the track. Everyone glared at me. I don't blame them, it is really hot outside and no one wanted to run. I don't mind, I actually like running. I like the feel of the wind whileI run. I'm actually not that bad at it. I always run away from everything so it doesn't surprise me that I am a good runner.

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I was on my 24th lap. I felt so excited because I could actually accomplish something. Not that I would be the first to finish, oh no, because there were two boys ahead of me. Lee, who was first, and a redhead whose name I don't know. But still, I would accomplish something and actually not fail for once. I didn't even mind that it actually was a pitiful 25 lap race in High school Physical Education, I was just happy because I was the only girl so far ahead and I was beating most of the boys! The thrill of actually winning was euphoric; only a couple of feet left, so close.

I was so ecstatic that I didn't see the rock in my way and tripped for the second time that day.

"I failed. I failed."

My knee was bleeding profusely.

"I failed. I failed. "

My hands were scratched and stung.

"I failed. I failed."

I barely registered Gai-sensei coming to my aid and telling one of the students to take me to the clinic. All I heard were the laughs.

One second I'm on the track almost finishing the race, and being victorious for once, the next I'm in the clinic with the nurse bandaging my knee and my hands. Apparently the stinging sensation of my hands was my skin ripping. They started to bleed on the way to the clinic.

I only recall flashes of the trip to the clinic. I remember someone dragging me up and placing a hand on my waist to support me. I had my hand on his/her shoulder. I remember red hair; probably the boy that was ahead of me. What was his name? I don't recall. It doesn't matter. Nothing matters. I failed again. I can't do anything right.

"I'm weak, I'm a failure, I'm pathetic."

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