Chapter 4: Gym and Garage Bands

We made it to the gym fairly quickly. I made my way into the girl's changing room. The rest of the girls gave me this stare, but I was used to it. I changed into our school's gym outfit, which was a pair of shorts and tank. I tugged on the tank top, which clung to me. Why God gave me a large chest, I don't know. I pulled my brown curly hair into a tight ponytail and headed to the bleachers for role call.

Neji came out from the guy's changing room, wearing the guy's required outfit. Even if he was Tenten's boyfriend, who said I couldn't think that he was cute? He plopped down next to me, because his last name was right before mine. Our coach came around by us to take role. "Neji Hyuuga?" "Here." Neji said in a flat tone. "Sophie Inuzuba?" "Here!" I said in a cheerful voice. He finished the role and made us do our run around the building to build endurance. Neji and I run at the same pace, so we chatted while we ran:

"So you and Gaara have plans tonight?"

"What do you mean by 'plans'?"

"Oh come on Sophie! You know what I mean."

"I know. We're going to go practice with our little band. You?"

"I'm taking Tenten out to see a movie. Do you think that is a good idea?"

"Yeah! I never go out so much anymore, so tell me if there are any good movies out."

"Sure thing! Oh yeah! Can you give something to Gaara for me? I'll give it to you at the end of class."

"Okay. Tell Tenten to call me!"

We departed into the changing rooms and as soon as I was redressed, I grabbed my bag and headed outside the gym where Neji was waiting, holding a black hoodie in his arms. "Here and thanks Sophie. See you tomorrow!" he said as the end bell rang. "Bye!" I called as I headed over to meet Gaara.

I ran over to the large oak tree on the far right side of the school. Gaara was already there along with his black mountain bike. He had his head down, so he was probably listening to his Ipod. I came over to him and tapped him on the shoulder. Startled, he looked up at me, but then he smiled and took the headphones out of his ears. "Ready to go?"

I nodded and handed him the hoodie. "Neji wanted me to give this to you." He pushed it back towards me. "It's for you. Look at what's on it." Now I was interested. I unfolded the hoodie and there was Krad, one of my favorite anime characters. "Squee!" I cried, giving Gaara a hug. "I love it! Thank you, thank you!" Gaara laughed. "Put it on. It'll probably be a windy ride home. Hop on."

I put it on and sat down on the back of his bike. I put my feet on the foot holders that he installed just for me. I wrapped my arms around him. "Ready?" he asked. "Yup!" I replied as he took off down the street.

We soon made it to his house and I jumped off the bike. Gaara dropped the bike in the driveway and went and unlocked the door. He went inside and opened the garage door.

Once the garage door opened, we stepped inside and saw Gaara's shiny green and black electric guitar and amp. I went to the back and brought out our music. Gaara plugged in his stuff and we had lots of fun. We sang and played some of favorite songs.

Gaara was really good at playing guitar. I occasionally looked over at his fingers move, and I was mesmerized. We laughed when I forgot a word or he forgot a chord.

Soon, a black truck pulled into the driveway, almost hitting Gaara's bike. We already knew who it was. "Hey Sophie and Gaara!" Shikamaru said, getting out of the driver's seat. We waved to him. He went to the passenger side and opened the door. Temari stepped out and they made their way towards the front door. "Hey guys! We're going to watch a movie! Wanna join us?" Shikamaru asked as we cleaned up. "Sorry. I probably should be getting home before it gets to dark." I said getting out of the garage. "I'll walk you home. I don't feel like watching a movie, either."

Temari shrugged as we closed the garage door. "Alright. Have it your way." We said goodbye and made our way to my house. I was so lucky to live so close to him.

"So, you like the hoodie?"

"It's awesome! Where did you find it?"

"Neji found it on Ebay and he called me up. I told him to buy it and now it's yours."

"That's cool! I'll have to pay you back. How much was it?"

"It doesn't matter. It's a gift from one M.C.R rodie to the next."