Chapter 3
Chapter 3
Temari
RRRIIINNNGGG! RRRIIINNNGGG!!
"Ugh," I groaned, "What did I do to deserve a stupid alarm clock?"
"You hungry?" Hinata asked, already fully dressed.
"Yeah," I said, "What is there to eat?"
"Cereal," She replied, "We'll need to go to the supermarket for some eggs, sometime."
I glanced at the clock. It was seven fifteen. Why did I program my alarm clock to ring so early?
Hinata fixed my cereal while I dressed and got ready. I couldn't help but think of the sudden turn of events.
It was ironic, if you think of it, that we're girls, supposed to go to an all girls' school, but instead we're stuck in an all boys' school.
There was a knock on the door, and I opened the door, letting in a breathless Ino and an annoyed Tenten.
"Oh, no you don't!" Tenten exclaimed, "Get back here!"
I had to physically restrain her from trying to hurt Ino.
"What now?" I sighed, "You do know that we haven't even eaten breakfast and you're already fighting, right?"
"She spilled ice cold water on me while I was sleeping!" Tenten explained. I then noticed what she was wearing – pajamas, but her shirt was sticking to her body because of a certain little water stain. Ino was already dressed.
"Tenten," Hinata said, "Take some of my clothes; you can't go outside like that."
"Alright," Tenten shrugged, heading for her closet.
"I said I'm sorry!" Ino said, "It was an accident."
"It's fine, Ino," Hinata patted her shoulder, "Have you had breakfast?"
"No, and after running from a mad Tenten, I need it."
Hinata and I giggled, while Tenten shot Ino a cute glare.
"Well, anyway," I said, when we finished eating, "I've got Honors Math in a few minutes."
"Why are you in Honors Math?" Ino asked, "It's so hard!"
"It's not that hard," I shrugged, "Besides, it's my only Honors' class."
"I gotta go, too," Hinata stood up, "Science."
"See ya, guys!" I called, following Hinata out of the room, "Remember to put your dishes in the sink!"
"Bye, Temari," Hinata said, walking in a different direction, "See you at lunch."
"Bye."
I walked to Honors Math in silence, sitting at a table next to a sleeping boy with a pineapple shaped ponytail.
I opened my notebook, flipping to the page my homework was on.
"Could you not turn the page so loudly?" The boy asked.
"Um, sorry…" I replied uncertainly, turning the pages slower.
"Troublesome," He muttered.
Me, troublesome? Ha! He obviously hasn't met Ino or Tenten!
"Excuse me, but I am not troublesome," I whispered.
"Whatever."
Before I could get angry, Iruka spoke.
"Okay, class!" He spoke loudly, to get everyone's attention, "Open up to your homework, I want to go over it."
The boy beside me stayed put, sleeping.
"Hey," I poked him, "Wake up."
"Hn. Go away."
"Shikamaru! Wake up!" Iruka called.
The boy sat up, sighed, and took out his books, muttering "troublesome" along the way.
"I want you to compare your answers with the person next to you, correcting it together. I'll be right back."
Iruka left the room, and I turned to this so called "Shikamaru".
"So," I said, "Let's get started."
"Here," Shikamaru lazily passed me his homework, "Correct your homework. My answers are all right."
I scoffed. "Yeah, right," I said.
"I have an IQ of 200, whoever you are, so –"
"It's Temari, you lazy ass," I cut him off.
"Whatever, Temari. Like I said, I have a high IQ, so I know they're all correct." He rolled his eyes.
I muttered a few colorful words under my breath, and started correcting.
After a few minutes of correcting, I smirked.
"Shikamaru, you've got a wrong answer," I whispered.
"It's probably you who has the wrong answer."
"Unless I have a notebook that says Shikamaru Nara on the cover, it's not me with the wrong answer. You've got the answer wrong."
I showed him the problem, and he didn't believe me.
"What the hell?! Why don't you admit you got it wrong?!" I exclaimed.
"Because it's not wrong."
I sighed, aggravated. Lazy jerk.
Right then, Iruka came in.
"Okay," He said, "Before we start the lesson, I just want to say, that you sit where you're sitting today for the rest of the year. I forgot to mention that yesterday."
I restrained myself from groaning. I was going to have to endure this lazy ass for the rest of the year.
Damn it.
Hinata
I made it to Science class just in time.
"I'm going to be assigning you partners," Orochimaru stated, his freakishly huge tongue slurring his speech, "For the rest of the year, you will sit next to them, work on your labs with each other, etcetera. You will work with that partner unless I say otherwise."
Kiba raised his hand, "Can I be partners with Hinata?" I blushed.
I hoped I got someone like Shino, or even Gaara, who were quiet, and didn't seem like perverts – though if they're closet perverts, they're really good at hiding it.
"It's my choice," Orochimaru replied, "And no."
"Aw," Kiba groaned. I heard him mutter something about wanting a cute girl as a partner.
Orochimaru took out a sheet of paper. "Alright, Inuzuka and Aburame, table one. Sabaku brothers, table two."
Well, there goes my chance of getting partnered with the possible closet perverts…
"Uchiha and Hyuuga, table three."
Most of the students started whispering incoherently, but I did catch something that made me shiver in fear.
"She's dead," someone whispered.
I looked around for Uchiha, and Kiba generously pointed to a table with a spiky black haired teen with onyx eyes. I walked over to the table, setting my books on the table and setting my messenger bag next to my stool.
"Hi," I said, while Orochimaru continued with the partner arrangement.
"Hn." He didn't even look at me, didn't even say a word – and if 'Hn' counts as a word, then he didn't say anything that made sense.
"I'm Hinata," I continued, "And you?"
"Sasuke. Shut up."
I turned away, stung a little. He didn't have to tell me to shut up. I wonder what's wrong with him.
"For today," Orochimaru began, "I want you to read the first two sections of Chapter One in your textbooks. Take notes, and they're due tomorrow. You can either write them by hand or type it. Begin."
I took out my laptop and textbook, immediately beginning my work. Sasuke had a deadly aura about him, seemingly as bad as Gaara's – though he didn't seem to want to kill me, thank God.
Orochimaru stepped out of the class for a few minutes, and Kiba, who was in the table behind us, came up to me.
"Hey, Hinata," He greeted.
"Hi," I smiled.
"There's a party this weekend with the Konoha girls," He began.
Girls? I thought, They probably mean the ones across the street.
"Yeah?" I asked, wondering where he was getting at.
"You and your sisters wanna come?"
I bit my lip, thinking. "I don't know," I shrugged, "I'd have to ask them first."
"Oh," He said, "Okay, well, my dorm room's number 1604, come tell me if you want to go or not."
Before I could say anything, Sasuke spoke.
"Would you stop flirting?" He asked emotionlessly, his eyes never leaving his laptop screen, "It's annoying."
No, he was annoying! We weren't flirting, either! Atleast, I hope not…
"Jeez, stop being such an Emo Duckbutt," I muttered when Kiba left.
"What did you call me?" He turned to me, his glare literally sending daggers.
"N-nothing," I squeaked, shrinking under his gaze. If looks could kill, I'd be very, very, dead by now.
"Hn." He grunted, turning back to his laptop.
He's…scary, I thought, turning back to my own laptop, continuing to type, I really hope I survive the school year with him sitting next to me…
Maybe, just maybe, I can get out of this…
Ino
Art class was taught by the student assistant, Deidara.
I was sitting next to a blonde kid named Naruto, who would not shut his trap, talking about God-knows-what to some other guy next to him.
"Would you shut the hell up?" I whispered.
"Who? Me?" He asked, dumbfounded.
I sighed, "Of course you!" I whispered, "Who else? The black haired kid who's mouth hasn't even opened?!"
"Jeez, you've got a temper…"
I slapped my forehead. He just wouldn't shut up.
"Naruto, I think it's enough," the black haired boy next to him stated, "Honestly, I think you should listen to the girl here and start your assignment."
"It's Ino."
"I am Sai," He smiled, though it seemed fake to me, "It is nice to meet you."
I smiled slightly in acknowledgement.
I turned my attention back to my sketch pad. We were currently working on a project to draw paradise. I hadn't drawn much.
Sudden inspiration came to me. I pictured what Heaven would be like. I'd be on a tropical beach, Kurenai, Tenten, Temari, and Hinata with me, playing around, drinking juice from a coconut shell, and a bunch of hot guys catering to our needs.
I sighed quietly. That would be heaven.
I was not a very good artist – that would be Tenten – but I was good enough to draw people that looked like my family. Well, atleast I hoped it looked like them.
The bell rang, signaling class was over, and I walked slowly to Math class – my own personal hell. I was glad that Hinata could tutor me, and was even in the same class.
"Hi, Ino," Hinata greeted.
I followed her inside. "Hey, Hina."
I sat down in the same table as her, the two seats across from us empty.
"You wouldn't believe how annoying the kid next to me in Art class was," I stated, taking out my notebook and pencil.
"That would not compare to the Emo icicle I got partnered with in Science," Hinata replied quietly.
"SORRY I'M LATE, IRUKA!" My eyes widened, horror filled.
Aw, shit! There aren't anymore available seats! I thought.
"Just take a seat, Uzumaki," Iruka rolled his eyes.
Naruto looked around for a seat, sat in the seat in front of me, and said, "Hi! Oh, hey, you're the impatient one from Art class."
Hinata snickered, while I glared at him. "And you're the annoying one who wouldn't shut up."
"Alright, we're even," He grinned.
Another student entered the classroom, one that Naruto apparently knew.
"Yo, Teme!" Naruto called, "Come sit here!"
"Hn." He grunted, "There's no where else to sit, Baka."
Hinata visibly paled and gulped. My eyebrow rose, and I looked him over. He had spiky black hair, blue tints here and there, pale skin, and cold, black eyes, dressed in all black. A definite Emo…
"Oh, you're here, too?" He asked Hinata emotionlessly, "Perfect." His sarcasm was very noticeable.
Hinata stayed silent, looking anywhere but at him.
"Emo Duckbutt…" She murmured, along with a few colorful words. Naruto and I snickered.
"Don't call me that," Duckbutt demanded, his voice low and threatening.
Hinata made an 'eep' sound, clearly frightened.
"Okay, class," Iruka stated, "Let's go over the homework. Number one is fifty-six, number two is three…"
He went on and on. I quietly ripped a page from my notebook.
Hina,
What's up with you and the Duckbutt dude?
-Ino
Hinata slightly jumped when she got my note, but immediately started writing.
He's my Science partner. The icicle I was telling you about. He scares me…
-Hinata
Oh, wow. He does seem to have a scary aura about him. I hope you survive spending everyday with him.
-Ino
You're not helping AT ALL! Anyway, is the blonde guy the idiot you were talking about? He's…kinda cute.
-Hinata
And you don't think Duckbutt guy is cute?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?!
-Ino
I think he's handsome, I guess. But the blonde kid – Naruto, right? – is really cute. A sunny look, I guess, is more my type.
-Hinata
No, dark and mysterious guys are more your type. Though this guy's definitely too Emo for you. I dated an Emo once, and let me tell you, it wasn't the best experience. Too gloomy. What's this guy's name?
-Ino
Whatever. His name's Sasuke – it even sounds kinda Emo…
-Hinata
Before I could write my response, Sasuke spoke.
"Could you stop passing notes?" He asked coldly, "Some people are actually trying to pay attention."
I nodded, quickly scribbling my next note.
I agree with you, he's kinda scary…
-Ino.
See? I told you. Anyway, you know Kiba, right? He invited us to go to a party with the Konoha girls across the street. I think it's like a Beginning of the Year party or something. It's this Saturday night.
-Hinata
Awesome! I wanna go! Now we have to go to the mall!
-Ino
"I told you to knock it off," Sasuke said, through gritted teeth.
"We don't have to do anything we don't want to," Hinata murmured weakly.
That was brave, I thought, I'll definitely be at her funeral.
Sasuke glared at her, making her shrink even more into her seat.
"Leave her alone," I said, "Duckbutt."
"Ha," Naruto snickered, "Duckbutt. That's original."
"Tell your friend to leave us alone," I whispered to Naruto.
"Sasuke-teme," Naruto whispered, "Just leave 'em alone."
"Hn. Not worth my time anyway."
"Thanks," I smiled.
"No problem," He grinned, "He really is an Emo Duckbutt."
"I told you not to call me that," Sasuke demanded.
"Table four," Iruka broke through our conversation, "Are you listening?"
"Yes," We lied.
Math class just turned out to be interesting.
Tenten
It was the last class of the day, thank God.
I was mentally taking into account what homework I had to do.
"Hello," Someone said from the desk next t
"Hi," I said, "Neji, right?"
He nodded.
"Um, sorry about the whole you-looking-like-a-girl thing," I nervously scratched the back of my head.
"It's…okay," He said, "You are Hinata's friend, right?"
"Adopted sister."
"Oh."
"If you're wondering if she's had a boyfriend or not, the answer's no," I said.
"I wasn't going to ask that."
"Hinata told me you were overprotective of her when you two were younger. I kinda doubt you changed."
"Hn."
"Hn?" I mimicked, "You do know that's not a word, right?"
"Hn."
I sighed, turning back to the front of the room.
"For your first English assignment," Anko stated, "I want you to pair up with the person to your left, and write a small biography about them. Everything from favorite colors to best days of their lives. It's due next week, so don't procrastinate."
I looked over at Neji. "I guess we're partners," I said.
"Hn."
"Do you have anything to say besides 'Hn'?" I asked.
"Hn."
"I guess not," I muttered, taking out my laptop, "What's your favorite color?"
"White. And you?" He asked.
"Sky blue," I replied, "White's such a plain color."
"Birthday?" He ignored my comment.
"June 15." I replied.
"January fourth."
That's how the boring English class went. We started from simple questions, gradually getting to the really personal ones.
"What was the worst day of your life?" I asked.
Neji pondered for a while. "The day my father died."
"Aw," I whispered, "How sad…"
"Hn. Worst day for you?"
"Watching my parents die in a fire," I said slowly, blocking the images of the fire consuming my once happy home, blocking out the screams my parents made. I wiped a stray tear away from my face.
"Anyway," I said, getting back on topic, "What was the best day of your life?"
"I don't know. I guess the best day of my life, so far, was yesterday."
"Why?" I asked.
"I found Hinata-sama," He replied quietly.
I smiled. He really did love her, unlike the cold, uncaring family Hinata said she had.
"You?" Neji asked.
"When I was adopted," I replied.
"What is it like living with an adopted family?" He asked.
"The same as if we're a family by blood," I said, "We're really close, just like sisters, maybe even closer, and we help each other through hard times."
"What happened to Hinata?"
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"She used to be a fragile child," He explained absentmindedly, "Now…she's hardened, she swears, as well."
I laughed. "She only swears when she's nervous, or freaking out." I said.
"She called her own father a bastard."
My laugh was cut short. "He's not her parent anymore," I said darkly, "He left her, remember? Let's get back to the project."
"Hn," He grunted.
I don't understand Hinata – she said he was supposed to be nice! In reality, he's just an stuck up loser with a stick up his ass.
Okay, maybe I was being mean – but I still think he has something up his ass…
Author's Note: Sorry for the wait, but like I said, this isn't my primary story and it really depends on how fast I update my primary story. Well, anyway, please review!
By the way, I have nothing against Emos (i'm referring to the slight Emo bashing), so if you're offended, I'm sorry.
