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"Where am I, where am I?" Naruto said to himself looking with a bunch of other students at the board trying to find what their homeroom class was. Though strict, Iruka was Naruto's favorite teacher. He was always the nicest to him and seemed to genuinely care about him. He even knew Kyuubi, which was rare seeing how Kyuubi never made an effort in showing up to open house or conferences with teachers. The only reason Iruka sensei knew about Kyuubi was he had gone out of his way to visit Naruto's house to talk to Kyuubi about Naruto.

At the time Naruto thought Iruka was going to tell Kyuubi about all the pranks he's pulled on the other teachers and the principal and all of the other bad things he did but he had nothing but good things to say. It made Kyuubi incredibly happy.

"I must be doing something right." Was what he had said.

Naruto made a face when he saw who his homeroom teacher would be. Kakashi sensei!? Again!? He hated being in Kakashi sensei's class! "Ok Naruto calm down…" Naruto told himself. "Ok maybe last year sucked, and I got beat up my Tenten everyday, failed all my math test, and got scolded for being bored, but no matter what trial I'm going to get through this!" "Loser are you going to talk to yourself or move!?"

Naruto turned his now annoyed face turned to the bastard who dared to call him out on his self conversation, and calling him a loser while at it!

He was friendless not a loser! He annoyed face turned to a surprised one when he saw the owner of the voice. It was some jerk pretty boy with spikey raven hair and black eyes. His matched his clothes with his pale skin, a dark blue slightly oversized shirt with white shorts and black converse. Already was he being harassed by some popular emo dick.

Sasuke day had already gotten annoying before he could even find out his own homeroom class. The moment he had reached the board some retard talking to his self was blocking the sheet. The idiot was looking at him now, first annoyed then shocked. "What?" Sasuke demanded, its not like he wasn't used to people staring at him but it didn't mean he liked it. "Nothing…" grumbled the kid bitterly as he walked off pulling his backpack straps up. Sasuke ignored the scene and looked at the sheet.

Kakashi sensei? Sasuke had thought to himself. He really didn't care as long as the teacher wasn't annoying like his other ones. They all had high expectations of him. Always calling him out to make him look like the goody-goody. He would make sure it wouldn't happen again, the last thing he needed was people thinking he was an obedient nerd.

When Sasuke had reached the classroom it was filled with a bunch of wild children, as expected. The teacher was definitely late which wasn't making his seating complication any easier. He had scanned the classroom and eyes stopped at the nice 2 person table desk near the door. He headed for it and sat down only to realize he took a seat next to a platinum blond Barbie girl. She had noticed him instantly. "Hi! I'm Ino! I haven't seen you before…" she mused. "Are you new?" Her hands were playing with the ends off her long hair that was in a ponytail matching her side bang. "Something like that…"

She was obviously interested in him, he could tell. She looked like one of the popular girls in his old school with her brown leather flip flops, skinny jeans, white tank, and soft fuzzy purple button up sweater. She didn't even have a backpack (1), more like a binder and a designer purse.

"What's your name?"

Dangit he hadn't even said five words to the woman and she already wanted to be his friend. "Sasuke…" Ino smiled. "I'll be happy to show you around then, this school's pretty boring but I know how to have fun around these parts." Sasuke really hoped she wasn't talking about partying; his brother did that enough in his free time to know they were stupid.

In the corner of her eye he caught her glancing at a pink haired girl on the other side of the classroom, he had no idea why, probably some stupid frenemy (2) shit.

As if on cue the teacher came in, and scared the shit out of Sasuke. He definitely wasn't like any normal teacher that's for sure. He had spikey silver hair that looked like a case of bed head and what looked like black eyes. Sasuke really couldn't tell seeing how one of his eyes had an eye patch covering it, as if that wasn't weird enough the man was wearing a surgical mask, in spring time.

"Hello class, sorry I was late…..it's the first day of school so who cares" the teacher spoke up in a bored tone as if 10 minutes into class time classified as 'just late'. "I see some familiar faces" his head automatically turned to Naruto, to his dismay, "And some new ones." He then turned to Sasuke. It caused unnecessary attention.

"So for the new people in the classroom I'll say a few words of welcome, for one, I don't like kids" What the hell? Sasuke thought. "Here he goes." Sasuke noticed Ino mutter.

"I don't know how I got stuck teaching them, always ripping on my eye patch. I'm tired of hearing 'Argh! You must be a pirate huh sensei?' You know how I reply? "Yup, I must be….morons..." Sasuke didn't know what to think of this teacher.

"You wanna know what's under this eye patch? Under this mask? Well too bad…" Kakashi started noticing the faces he was getting from most of his students, and that's the way he liked it. "Anyways, just ignore me, its just random banter." Too late to say that now Sasuke thought.

"Does anybody know what's on the agenda for today?" Kakashi asked, everybody had turned their heads to the part of the board where 'Agenda' was written, but nothing was under it. Sasuke saw the pink haired girl from before raise her hand. "Yes Sakura?" The girl Sakura who had long pink hair and wide green eyes smiled. "There's nothing there Kakashi sensei" she scolded.

Her attire was close to the style Ino wore except a fitted long sleeved shirt and pink shorts with matching red flats, a gold ankle bracelet and lime green nails. Sasuke couldn't help but to notice she seemed to have a wide forehead.

Kakashi looked over at the board with his usual expression. "Oops, forgot to put up the agenda, anyways arts and craft time…yaaay….You're all going to make name cards to bring to class until I remember everyone's names. Yuki please get the materials out."

"Does he do this all the time...?" Sasuke unconsciously asked about his sorry excuse for a homeroom teacher... "Yup" was the reply he got back from his new 'friend'. Sasuke noted Kakashi taking a seat behind his desk reading a tall book. You could obviously see he was reading another book in front of it.(3)

While Naruto was keeping himself busy with coloring his name card like other students, with the exception of Ino who was fixing her make up with her compact mirror and Sakura who was texting 2 other girls in the classroom, while his teacher read his usual book. He sure did like his Shakespeare. Just as expected the classroom speaker had turned on.

"Hello students" said the raspy voice of the school's oldest principal ever, Sarutobi. "Welcome to Konoha high, it's the beginning of school already. I have a good feeling about this year"

I wish I could say the same Naruto thought, old man Sarutobi was alright but he preferred playing tricks on him rather than being nice, of course that had to change this year.

"For announcements, remember if you didn't pick up your pin number or your ID remember to do so, the cafeteria always provides good lunches and we expect you all to clean up after yourselves, home brought lunch or not-" As the principal continued talking the whole classroom noticed the presence of another child coming into the classroom. "Kiba you're late" Kakashi put it bluntly. "Sorry!" said the kid known as Kiba.

Naruto frowned. He hated Kiba! Last year they were always at odds even though Kiba was just as bad as Naruto! At least Naruto made sure he looked well groomed. Kiba, who as usual, always looked like he didn't care about his appearance at all. He had wild spikey hair like Naruto's but brown and black eyes and wild red markings on his tan face. His baggy jeans were ripped with a wallet chain on the side, with his torn long sleeved green shirt under his short sleeved green shirt. Naruto was surprised he wasn't wearing his favorite fur hoodie but he was probably saving that for the cold days.

Kiba was known for being loud, obnoxious, and rude. He usually got in trouble as much as Naruto for things like bringing his dog to school and disrupting class. "Well then get out already…." Kakashi said annoyed.

"Nope!" Kiba insisted. He took out a crinkled note out from his pocket. Kakashi took his eyes off his book for a minute to read it.

"Fine take an empty seat, you know the drill" Kiba smirked and sat next to the seat next to Shino. Naruto could see why someone as quiet as Shino would even tolerate Kiba, they were friends but as far as Naruto could tell they were on friendly terms. But then again Shino was quite creepy himself, a reason why the seat next to him was empty.

He was as bad as Kakashi; nobody could see how he looked like. He was always wearing baggy, secretive clothes and jackets that covered up his hair. He also wore sunglasses as if he was blind and the teachers didn't even care.

Sasuke couldn't say he cared much for his classmates, especially that wild child that just walked in. His attention was averted back to the announcements when he had a certain name. "Now" Sarutobi started again, "Special announcements from Neji Hyuuga" A Hyuuga went to this school? Their family was as prestigious as Sasuke's having a long history in Konoha. Naturally thought lately there's been tension between the families…

"For the karate club, meeting today after school for old and new members alike. Being present is not necessary but still essential. For the cooking club…"

Oh no… Naruto thought. Karate club orientation already? Karate club means Tenten, and where there's Tenten, there was bound to be a rematch This really wasn't something Naruto could avoid, could he?

1. Most of the girls in my class do this. I'd prefer a regular backpack or a tote, I'd be easier to carry my school shit in

2. Isn't that like slang for friend enemy? I hope I spelt it right.

3. Cake for whoever can guess what the real book is in front of Shakespeare's book