He rolled his eyes and peered at his partner. Her dark framed glasses only added to her beauty along with her luscious pink locks and clear green eyes. Sasuke really didn't understand why she was the nerd of the school. It must have been jealousy.
He could see her laboring over her worksheet as an annoying piece of hair constantly fell in front of her face. She kept blowing and glaring, as if that would make hair move.
He chuckled softly and turned back to his work.
Name: Uchiha Sasuke
Age: 16
Birthdate: November 16, 1992
Likes: tomatoes, reading, family, friends
Dislikes: sweets, pink, fangirls, annoying people
If you could be
anyone for a day, who would you be? I would be me. There's
nothing wrong with myself. I see no reason to become someone else for
a day.
Preferred occupation: doctor
Favorite Food: tomatoes
Do you know your partner well? I met her once … otherwise not really. Isn't that the point of this activity?
Do you want to be friends with your partner? Aren't we already?
Well, I hope you answered yes to the two above questions. Guess what? That's your partner for the rest of the year.
Sasuke sweatdropped as he read the last 3 lines yet inwardly smiled. He looked up from his worksheet to see Sakura. She tossed him a friendly bright smile, and he smirked back.
This would be an interesting year.
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"Okay students, time's up. Please switch papers with your partner. After that…just do whatever…" muttered Kakashi as he whipped out his trusty Icha Icha Paradise.
"Here you go Sasuke!" smiled Sakura as she handed him her paper.
"Hn," was the only response she got along with his paper.
Sakura rolled her eyes; does he not know any other word than hn?
The two partners sat back and slowly read each other's papers.
Midway into the reading, Sasuke was interrupted…
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?" yelled Sakura.
The class turned around to face her, and Sakura waved her hand embarrassedly.
"You're so loud, Pinky."
"Hmph. Well, Mr. I-got-a-bajillion-poles-stuck-up-my-ass, you're the on who wrote 'I hate sweets'. I mean seriously, WHO in the world does NOT like sweets? It's just impossible. Impossible I tell you!" whispered Sakura heatedly.
Sasuke rolled his eyes and dismissed the argument. Sakura let him go this time for demeaning her lovely wittle ice cream bars. She shot him one last glare and finished reading his.
Unlike before, Sakura smiled and turned to the Uchiha. "Ehehe. So we both want to be doctors?"
Sasuke smirked and looked at the rosette. It was quite a coincidence really. Both didn't want to become anyone else rather than himself/herself, and both wanted to be doctors.
"Yeah, but I feel bad for your future patients. They'd probably all die in your hands," smirked the arrogant Uchiha.
"SAY WHAT, UCHIHA!"
"You heard me."
Sakura shot him the filthiest glare and restrained herself from whooping his poor little ass to Pluto.
Seeing this, Sasuke chuckled to himself and said, "Chicken, Haruno?"
"THAT'S IT! I THOUGHT WE COULD BE FRIENDS, BUT BOW WAS I WRONG."
She launched herself at him, ready to slaughter the Uchiha into pieces.
Sakura was midway in the air until the bell rang, signifying the end of class.
She dropped onto the tile floor and cursed the Uchiha. She was going to be late for her next class as she mumbled to herself while glaring at the Uchiha. She sent him the finger and went out the door.
Sasuke shook his head, amused at this girl's spunk and personality.
He was walking towards the door until he felt a small crunch underneath his shoe. Interested, Sasuke lifted up his foot and found a piece of crinkled paper. He opened it and began to read…
Hn. It looks like I have English with her too.
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Author's Notes:
So there you go, the third chapter
I promise nxt chappie will be filled with catfights, jealously, and luurrrvee :D
Hehe
Hope u liked it!
Till nxt chappie,
rimd