.: A Dance With the Devil :.
chapter three; same thing, different day
It was now Wednesday; three days back in school, and still as miserable as ever. Today, I would have to go back to Sasuke's house. I would have to do this every Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday for the rest of my semester.
For four whole months, three hours of every week would be spent alone with him.
It'd be a wonder if I didn't shoot myself by the time this was up.
Hinata sympathized with me, though Ino mainly laughed at me, which didn't exactly help. But whatever.
After school I met with Sasuke again and the same routine continued. We walked in silence, arrived at his house, sat in silence. He was so rude that he didn't even offer me a glass of water when he went to the kitchen to grab himself one. That really ticked me off; had he been anyone other than Sasuke, I definitely would have said something.
I wasn't aware that Itachi was still there, until he walked past the door. He peered in, and I awkwardly made eye contact with him for a moment before blushing and looking away.
"How's it going?" Itachi asked. Sasuke said nothing, so I felt like I had to answer.
"Not bad, just doing still working on some review now." I peeped. "How about you?"
"I'm doing alright." He smiled a little, before continuing on his way to the next room. I noticed how Sasuke hadn't raised his eyes from his book the entire time. He certainly was rude... He at least could have offered me some damn water. Afterall, it was scorching hot outside. I sighed.
"Do you mind if I grab some water?" I asked him, and he simply shrugged. So I scoffed and stood up anyway, making my way to the kitchen. Sasuke's kitchen was much nicer than mine; it was open and bright, with beautiful granite counter and one of those neat islands in the middle of it. We used to spend a lot of time hanging out there, so entering it again brought back fond memories.
I imagined Naruto, Hinata, Sasuke, Ino and I taking our first shots of vodka in grade nine, thinking we were so cool cause of it. And the time that Naruto passed out on the floor, so we drew all over his face. I smiled sadly recalling these times. These days, the four of us never hung out. Naruto and Hinata dated for a while at the end of grade eleven, breaking up around the same time I confessed to Sasuke how I felt. So for the first time in years, Hinata, and I spent our summer without the boys. Turns out without them, we were never really any fun to begin with.
I shook these thoughts out of my head and remembered my objective; right, water. I opened the cupboard, to see that the only glasses left were on the very top shelf. Great, I thought, jumping in a feeble attempt to reach one. I knew it was impossible for me but I wasn't about to ask Sasuke for help...
"Allow me." I heard a voice from behind me, and turned around startled to see Itachi's figure looming over. He reached and grabbed one with ease; I didn't notice until then how tall he really was, much taller than Sasuke.
"Thank you." I smiled sheepishly and he handed me the glass.
"No problem. You looked like you were having some trouble."
I chuckled, "Yeah, I've never been able to reach the top cupboard." I grabbed some water from the filter, and noticed Itachi grab a juice box from the fridge. I couldn't help but smirk at how childish it looked on such a big guy.
"Well, I'm off to the park." He said, approaching the exit. "You have a good evening, miss."
"Yeah, you too." I hesitated to answer, and went back to where Sasuke hadn't moved. Only this time instead of writing, he was texting. I instantly imagined he was saying bad things about me to someone, and checked the time. We were supposed to be together for another twenty minutes, but I could probably skim by ten more before I got out of there. Just as this thought crossed my mind, Sasuke spoke up.
"Hey, I have someone coming over. Can you leave now?"
"Um, yeah. Sure." I said. "That's fine." I stuffed my binder in my bag and stood up. "Listen, if you really don't wanna do this, we can just lie to the teacher and say we've been meeting up."
"As much as I don't want to do it, I think it should continue." His gaze pierced mine. "I don't exactly like hanging out with you, so when you're here, I actually do my work so being with you doesn't involve much confrontation. When you're not here, I don't feel like I have to do it... Therefore Kakashi will be on my ass. Make sense?"
Wow. I thought, and was silent for a minute, collecting how to react to that. "That's... Really harsh, Sasuke." I choked on my words. "Whatever, I'm leaving. Have a good night." I stomped out of his house and slammed the door behind me, running the whole way home.
A few weeks passed, and not much changed. Sasuke continued to be a complete asshole to me, and I continued to keep my mouth shut. However as the days rolled on, I grew more numbed to his presence, and actually started to care less about his attitude towards me. Every day, Ino would rant about how much of a complete asshole he is, and I couldn't help but agree.
He was an asshole.
So why the hell did I still like him?
I pondered this as I stared at the back of his stupid head that morning. A vibration coming from my pocket startled me out of my daze, and I instantly whipped out my phone to see a text from Ino. "Get Hinata and meet me out front after class!"
It was into fall now, and the weather was finally starting to cool down. The leaves began to die, painting the ground with all different shades of orange and brown. I loved fall, sweater weather was always my favourite.
Ino was sitting on one of the rocks outside of the school when Hinata and I arrived. Upon seeing us, the blonde jumped up and squealed. I cocked an eyebrow at her.
"Uh, what's up?" I hesitantly queried.
"So, get this." She gaped, running up to us. "I totally just got us invited to our very first college party!" She squeaked loudly once again, gaining us a few dirty looks from people passing by.
"A college party?" Hinata piped shyly. "I don't like the sounds of that, Ino."
"Er, yeah. Me neither." I admitted. "We're a bit too young for that."
"Not even!" Ino gaped. "We're gunna be eighteen in less than a year! And besides, I've heard that Temari and her friends have already been to a college party... Are we seriously going to let her girls look cooler than us? Come on guys." Hinata and I exchanged a dreadful glance.
"I dunno." Hinata said. "It just doesn't sound very safe. College parties are way different from high school parties. And the guys are all a lot older than us."
"Only by a few years. Personally, I like older guys." Ino informed matter-of-factly. "Let's just go check it out, it could be totally fun."
"Or totally lame." I groaned.
"If it's lame, then we can just leave. You in?"
"No way." I stated.
"Yeah, no..." Hinata agreed.
"Hinata, you at least have to go with me!" Ino exclaimed. I rolled my eyes. Of course she was pulling this card; Hinata was very easily influenced. "Pleaaaaase?"
"Okay okay, fine." My dark haired friend sighed. "I'll go check it out for a bit."
"Good. Sakura?"
I rolled my eyes. "Alright. Fine."
Author's note: Hey guys, sorry I took so long to update! I had extreme writers block with this story, but I'm back now. I know this chapter didn't have much to it, but things are going to progress in the next one, I promise! Bare with me :)
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