Sasuke Uchia. Oh Lord, where do I even start? He is smart, handsome and all good things in between. Ever heard of the social ladder? Well, he's at the top, like, the very top. Sasuke even has his own fan club. Lame, right? But the sad thing is I'm secretly part of it too. Even lamer, right?
I sigh. But he's so dreamy. And bi. Earlier I told Gaara a gay nobody is just asking to be picked on. So not fair; Sasuke's a gay somebody but he doesn't get shit for it. High school sucks.
Quickly, I bury my head back into my crossed arms before he catches me staring at him. Lucky me, he sits right in front of me. Which is both a blessing and curse. Thank god for these hideous goggle glasses; they don't allow anyone to see my eyes. I hear Sasuke sit in his designated seat and my hands get clammy. Ew. I'm usually so proud and comfortable with myself but for some reason this super stud gets me all nervous and shit. I don't even know the guy, we only really interacted once and that was back in sophmore year. He bumped into me and all my books I was carrying fell. I thought he was going to give some snarky remark about watching where I walk, but instead, he actually helped me pick up my books. Something so small and stupid made me have this big ol gay crush on him. I hate myself for that.
I sneak a peek at the one and only so-called 'prince' of Konoha High. He's staring out the window in deep thought, either that or he's trying to ignore the girls on the opposite side of the classroom giggling about how hot he is. Duh, he's obviously hot, but there's no need for non-stop commotion about it though. I bet he must get over whelmed with all the attention, or maybe he enjoys it? I don't really know, he's hard to read. But maybe that's what interests me the most about him.
I join him with staring out the window. The spring weather graced us with a baby blue cloudless sky and birds chirping so loud, it could be heard from inside the building. Those fucking birds again. At least this time the sound is peaceful and not waking me up.
The teacher walks in and everybody settles down as he reads morning announcements. Club fair coming soon, honor roll feild trips, blah blah blah. Same shit different day. After announcements, Sasukes exits the room and I pull out my notebook as soon as the class lecture begins. Don't get me wrong, as much as I would love to learn about world history, I would much rather doodle. I love art, it's my calling or something like that. How stereotypical, an artsy gay. I don't care though, I found something I'm actually good at so I'm going to stick with it. Doodling also makes the day go by faster. And sure enough it worked; before I knew it the bell rang for the next class.
Finally, lecture after lecture, assignment after assignment, my favorite part of the day came. Lunch. It's the only time I get to see my one and only friend in this school. Her name's Hinata, when I noticed how much she kept to herself, I sat with her one day and we hit it off immediatly. She's shy and quiet and I'm loud and silly; we compliment each other. Sure enough when I walked into the bustling cafeteria with ready-to-eat ramen in my hand (my favorite cuisine), Hinata is already at our only-lonely table saving a seat for me. Of course it's not just us, there are two other people who joined out loner table. Shikamaru and Chouji occupy the other side of the table, Shikamaru likes peace and quiet. And I'm not quite sure what Chouji likes, food I guess? We just kind of sit together so I don't know much about either of them.
As I sit across Hinata, I'm careful not to spill my ramen. She greets me with that adorable smile of hers.
"Hey Naruto"
I offer a trademark grin of mine
"Hi doll. How was your day?"
She sighed
"Stressful."
I start to slurp my ramen
"Mmm, I bet."
Me and Hinata aren't in any of the same classes because of sheer bad luck. That and she has a bunch of AP honor shit to do during free period so we don't even see each other then. Hinata is smart, like, super smart. She's in alot of Sasuke's classes. Lucky her. The only class I'm in with Sasuke is homeroom. But he leaves to go to his fancy schedule the second announcements are over.
"So, Naruto..."
I look up at Hinata, noodles still hanging out of my mouth. She laughs
"...Want to meet Sasuke?"
I choke on my noodles
"WHAT."
