IMPORTANT: To all readers of Chelty-chan's stories, YW12 here. Um, Chelty won't be around for a few weeks so her stories will be on hold for a while, 3 weeks max I think. She left a few chapters with me though, so I expect some of her stories I'll be able to update for her. That is all.
Sorry this is two days late, but its EXTRA long to make up for it.
Disclaimer: I don't own squat.
Gimme what I want, everything I don't got, gimme what I want, cos I'm a big shot, so give me what I want, I always get what I want, you don't wanna see me when I don't get what I want, it's not what you want – I always get what I want – Avril Lavigne
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Tuesday, June 11th 2013. In The Lunch Line. Cafeteria.
Watsup D.
So….turns out everyone in class has already forgotten about the 'incident' during S.S yesterday, and most of the school didn't even hear about it. Guess my KIDL plan survives and is still on.
Ha.
NOT.
Everyone knows about it, some teachers *cough Ebisu cough* kind of don't like me very much because of it (apparently they think I'm a…troublemaker? *eye roll*) …aaaaand what's-his-face's 'fan club' is still out for my blood.
BUT on the bright side… that last one I'm not that concerned about. Not just because I can handle it, but considering they are more worried about what's-his-face's err…face, they haven't really been paying me much mind. Watching them annoy him with offers of ice and nursing really is way more entertaining than it really should be.
Anyway, here's a rundown of my day so far:
Naruto and Kiba picked me up today too, and we made it to school just before the warning bell went off (Long story short: Naruto woke Maya…again. It wasn't pretty). We were so rushed I forgot to get my locker assignment before class, but no biggie. I'll just get it after lunch.
Turns out we rushed for nothing though, because we had English first, and Mr Hatake is always late. English was for the most part uneventful, if you ignored the heated hate looks being shot my way…which I did.
Next period was Drawing II for me. Naruto, Ino and Kiba had drama, but at least Sai and Hinata were there. That was a good thing because what's-his-face was, apparently, also in this class. This I found shocking, I mean since when does he draw?
Pondering that was impossible though cause our teacher is for lack of a better word…INSANE.
Miss Mitarashi or Anko as she 'insisted' we call her. And by insist I mean traumatize. She said she's not old and calling her by her last name made her feel old. Anyone who didn't call her by her first name would have their fingers fed to her pet snake. I thought she was joking…until she pulled the thing out. I was, apparently, the only one who found this even remotely disturbing, since everyone else was all…yeah, cool, a snake…whatever man. (I could have worded that better.)
Apart from that, DII was alright, mostly because there's only like 10 of us taking this elective and none of them are fans of he who shall not be named. (Hehe Voldemort. Snort.) I think their fear of the snake lady was stronger than their love or as I like to think…pathetic infatuation. I mean hello? Who really falls in love at 17?
So, after she'd decided she'd traumatized enough, Anko tells us all to pair up as she announces that she wants all vacation assignments on her desk next week. I immediately went for Sai, I mean, Hinata's cool and all, but I think Sai was a better option in a drawing class. (especially since I kind of suck.)
So, Voldemort (I think I'll start using that now instead of what's-his-face…less of a hassle to write) isn't very popular in this class considering everyone else immediately chose each other until only he and Hinata remained. I guess she felt sorry for him (that girl really is too nice for her own good) cos she went over and was all 'would you like to be partners…er, Uchiha-san?'. Insert snobbish consent-like grunt from Voldemort here.
So, the class exercise was still-life. Paint a bowl of lemons. Lame.
I got bored after the first 40 minutes so I decided to bug Sai for fun, which quickly turned out to be a bad idea. Here's how the note conversation we had went:
Me: Yo.
Sai: Passing notes in class is against the rules. Hello.
M: Rules schmules. I'm bored.
S: …schmules? What are schmules?
M: They don't exist.
S: Oh.
M: Yeah. So anyway, why did you sign up for this class, doesn't Miss Hebi scare you?
S: Miss Hebi? hmm… Hebi… Pseudo Japanese for 'snake'. I'm impressed. PS: Very few things scare me.
M: Yeah, playing trivia and memorization are hobbies, so I remember that from a trick question. That and we do live in Japan, even if we use English. But props accepted. PS: Nice. Hmm, you sure though? Have you seen Hannibal?
S: Trivia, eh? You continue to surprise me, Haruno. I prefer calligraphy and drawing for hobbies, myself. PS: yes, I have seen Hannibal. Not scary.
M: okay, explains why you're in this class. PS: I have no idea why I just told you what my hobbies are.
S: hmm, on the train, you also had no idea why you were talking to me. I detect a pattern here.
M: Har har. Funny. Hmm…but it is odd. You're just easy to talk to, I guess.
S: You're the first to think that, apart from Ino. But thanks.
I was in the middle of writing a response when Anko's shadow fell across my paper. She was all "Interesting lemons you're drawing there, Haruno," and I was all, "Yep". She didn't think it was funny though, since she proceeded to tell me that my drawing sucked.
That sucked.
I swear I heard Voldemort snort. (Is it just me or does the real Volde come to mind when I mention the name? okay switching to SU now. Or STFU maybe, since he should learn to STFU.)
So, Sai, who so unfortunately happened to be the one standing next to me with an excellent drawing, has been assigned as my tutor. That is unfair. I mean, don't I get at least like three strikes or something before she decides I suck so much I can't possibly improve without help?
Apparently not. Cos I got a tutor. All complaints died however, when she said if I didn't want Sai to be my tutor she'd give me SU, who apparently is the best student she has besides Sai. Pssh, yeah right, like I wanna be tutored by …that.
Okay this is officially my longest entry yet, I think I've written enough for now.
PS: This lunch line is taking forever! At this rate, they'll be out of Shiratama Anmitsu by the time I get to the front, and it's my favorite type of fruit salad!
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Across the cafeteria, Ino, Sai, Hinata and Naruto sat around a table watching Sakura hop anxiously from foot to foot in line.
"Is it just me or does Sakura look kinda happy today?" Naruto commented.
"Un." Hinata agreed. "Maybe it's-"
"No." Ino interrupted. "They're serving Shiratama Anmitsu today. Its Sakura's favorite. That's why she's excited."
"Ohhh." Naruto shoved a few fries into his mouth, chewing silently for a few moments. "What's the last class today?" he asked absently.
"We have Chemistry." Hinata answered.
"We sure- OW!"
Ino sighed as she flexed her fingers, grinning when Naruto scowled as he rubbed the arm she'd just punched.
"What?!"
"No one is interested in your lame jokes."
"It's not a joke!"
Sai and Hinata shared a look and sweatdropped when the two blondes started arguing.
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By the time Sakura neared the front only three bowls of salad were remaining. She let out a sigh of relief when she noted that only one person was ahead of her as the third plate was taken.
She made a mental note to head to the Admin office after she had lunch for her locker assignment. Carrying her books around was not fun, she thought grimly as she adjusted the strap on her bag. She absently scanned the cafeteria in advance for a place to sit, frowning slightly when she noticed Ino and Naruto bickering. Sai and Hinata sat on either side, and next to Sai was…an empty seat, the last one at their table. Great!
Straightening from leaning all her weight on one leg, Sakura perked up when the person that had just been served left. It was a good thing a whole two hours was set aside for lunch. The serving was at least snail paced at its fastest. Just as she was reaching for a tray, Sakura caught movement out of the corner of her eye.
"Over here Sa-kun! Over here!" the girl ahead of her yelled, waving an arm.
Now that her salad was in reach, Sakura could really care less about some girl saving her boyfriend a space in li-
"Guess what?! There's only two bowls of Shiratama Anmitsu left!"
Sakura's eye twitched as the last bowl got snatched up just as she was reaching for it.
Oh hell no.
Her fingers twitched, arm still stretched out.
Oh HELL no.
"Excuse me," she said stiffly, not too gently poking the girl in the shoulder, "that's my salad."
She turned around, and Sakura met with the strangest red eyes she'd ever seen. So momentarily stunned by the other's appearance, Sakura forgot what she'd been saying before. "What's with your hair?" she asked, peering at it. "And who wears red contacts?"
"A.) No one disturbs me when I'm talking to Sa-kun. B.) what about my hair? And C.) These aren't contacts, genius."
"It's like…is it spiky or straight?" Sakura mumbled as she tilted her head to the side, ignoring the venom in the other's voice. "Just pick one."
"Wha… you know you have some nerve criticizing my hair…Pinky."
Sakura probably would have shot back some snarky come back had 'Sa-kun' not walked up that moment.
"I told you not to call me that, Karin. And you know I hate that kind of salad."
Said Karin pouted at the the other, Sakura completely forgotten. "Aw come on Sasu-kun, they were all out of tomato salad. Be nicer, it's my birthday today, you know." She whined.
"Whatever. That doesn't mean I'm going to eat sweets."
"But..but..but.."
"Someone's butt is going to get kicked if I don't get my salad," Sakura growled.
Sasuke peered over Karin, as if only noticing that Sakura was there. "What's her problem?"
"I think she's insane." Karin answered, turning to glare at Sakura.
"That's MY line," Sakura snapped, returning Karin's heated glare. "My salad. Hand it over."
"I don't see your name on it." Karin shot back.
A majority of the cafeteria had stopped eating and was now watching the proceedings with blatant interest.
"Okay. A.)," Sakura began, mocking Karin's voice, "you can't cut into the line. Everyone has to wait in line for their lunch, so does he, B.) THAT salad would have been mine had he not cut. And C.) I don't like you."
"Wait a minute, you're that little freak that got sent to the principal's office for hitting Sasu-kun yesterday, aren't you?" Karin's eyes narrowed. "Do you even know who he is?"
"Yeah." Sakura paused to aim a disinterested, disdainful look at Sasuke. "A jerk. So?"
"He's Sasuke Uchiha. Sasu-kun A.K.A my boyfriend-"
"I'm not your boyfriend."
"- A.K.A the hottest thing on the planet!" Karin finished, ignoring the monotonous objection.
Is she for real? Sakura stared at the girl fuming in front of her with her fists on her hips, anger replaced by befuddlement. "Actually, the hottest thing on the planet would be volcanoes." She stated. "Look genius, I just want my salad-"
"Oh, I'll give you your salad!"
Sakura ducked instinctively when Karin chucked a bowl at her. The kid behind her unfortunately wasn't as quick and got a faceful of salad and fruit bits. Sakura knew she was being petty even as she grabbed the jelly off the kid's tray, but no one wasted a good bowl of fruit salad.
NO ONE.
Unfortunately, Karin could duck just as well as Sakura.
The sound of a gooey splat echoed in the silent cafeteria. There was one unified gasp and then a thick silence hung. When Sasuke hands came up to wipe the green goo from his face, Sakura couldn't help the snort that escaped her.
"GYAAAAAAAAAH! ARE YOU OKAY, SA-KUN?!"
Sakura rolled her eyes at Karin's outburst. "Oh come on, it's just jelly. Probably didn't even hurt. In all fairness, it was meant for you, but I guess he also deserved it for cutting-"
"You will pay for this!" Karin cut in angrily, her voice so vehement Sakura actually took a step back, more from surprise than anything.
Sakura watched as Karin grabbed Sasuke's arm and started dragging him away, presumably to clean him up somewhere, ignoring the raven's objections. When the duo had exited the cafeteria, Sakura shrugged and plucked the last bowl of salad from Karin's abandoned tray. Ignoring the heavy silence that made her every step echo, and the hundreds of eyes on her, Sakura made her way to her friends' table and sank into the chair next to Sai.
"You know," she started, ignoring their slack jawed expressions, "if every day here is going to be like that, I'm starting to think maybe I should have stayed in Tokyo after all," she said as she dug a spoon into the salad and shoveled some into her mouth, chewing thoughtfully. "Oh man, I forgot to get a lemonade." She whined when she swallowed.
"Er, here," Sai offered, pushing his bottle over, "I haven't opened it yet."
"Thanks," she said as she opened it and then gratefully took a sip.
Eventually, everyone got over their bewilderment and more or less returned to their lunches. But throughout, Sakura was aware of the looks being shot at their table, even though none of her friends mentioned it, completely brushing the whole thing off and acting like it didn't just happen, with Ino and Naruto continuing their argument, Hinata unsuccessfully trying to get them to stop before just giving up and going back to munching on her cinnamon rolls.
She smiled faintly when Ino shot her a wink while Naruto was distractedly chatting with Hinata. Seeing the exchange, Sai hid his smirk behind his folded palms.
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"So does this school have no janitors?" Sakura snarked as she entered the combination for her new locker. Her new and very dirty locker. "This thing is kind of filthy."
"We have one." Hinata smiled apologetically. "I suppose the school could use more janitors."
"You get right on that…Kaichou." Naruto teased.
"You're student council president, Hinata?" Sakura asked as she put her books in the locker, against her better judgment.
Hinata floundered. "Not really…er well, not ye-"
"It hasn't been made official yet," Naruto cut in, throwing an arm around her shoulders, "but hey, Hinata was vice-president the past two years, she's a shoo-in!"
"Hm," Sakura grunted, distractedly dabbing at the locker's inside with a kerchief.
"Naruto, get off my locker."
Sakura's ears perked at the monotonous, almost bored voice. She peeked out just in time to see Naruto throw an arm around a redhead's shoulders. He didn't look too happy about it.
"Gaara! Dude, missed ya during vacation, where'd you go?…hey wait, what's with the bag? Did you just get here?"
"Yeah, I just arrived. I went camping…in the desert." he replied blandly, shrugging Naruto's arm off to open his locker.
"Woah! Cooool!" Naruto shouted, earning a few irritated glares from passing students. "So, you went alone? Did you see a coyote or a werewolf…or like a witch or something?" he asked as he linked his arms together behind his head.
"I went with my…family." Gaara answered as he put his books in the locker. After snapping his locker shut, he turned to look at Naruto quizzically. "Did you by any chance take a job at a Research Centre during the vacation? Like a test subject for experimentation maybe?"
"Wow. Talk about being blunt." Sakura remarked dryly.
"And you are?"
Laughing, Naruto walked over and threw an arm around Sakura's shoulders – which was promptly thrown off – as he gestured to her. "Oh this is Sakura, she's my neighbor, she moved down here a few days ago to live with her older sister, you know her, Maya-san? That really cool nurse that got the sand out of your ears that one time? Yeah her! Anyway, Sakura's new here and – OW! What was that for?!"
Sakura glared at the blonde hopping up and down while cradling the foot she'd just stomped on. "You can't just go around giving out people's information without their permission like that Naruto." she admonished.
Naruto was about to respond, but Gaara spoke first. "She is right. The police are suspecting that a serial killer is in the area. It most definitely isn't safe to give out people's addresses like that."
"How do you know that?" Sakura asked suspiciously.
"I saw it on the crime and investigation channel."
"Isn't that the channel with all the bloody murder shows?" Naruto asked, puzzled.
"It is." Sakura interjected.
"It happens to be my favorite channel…actually it's the only channel I watch." Gaara paused, his face turning thoughtful, "My favorite show is Forensic Detectives. Last night, I heard they were investigating a poisoning; they had to cut the victim open to retrieve a sample of the poison of course, so –"
"Uh…look at the time," Hinata interrupted, not wanting to hear any more details, "we are going to be late for class if we don't hurry." She added with a nervous laugh.
"Hyuuga, I didn't see you there."
"Yes, well…um… How are you, Gaara?"
Gaara shrugged.
"Not that this isn't very entertaining and stimulating conversation or anything, but we're going to be late for chemistry," Sakura said as she and Hinata started walking.
Gaara sighed as he followed. "I was hoping to get away from Naruto, but unfortunately, I have chemistry next too."
"That's AWESOME!" Naruto cheered as he ran up to walk between Sakura and Gaara. "We can all go together!" He threw an arm around Gaara and Sakura's shoulders.
"Why is it awesome?" Sakura asked, just as she and Gaara both threw Naruto's arm off.
"Why do you guys keep doing that?" Naruto asked with a hurt look, "It's not like I smell or anything."
"You don't smell Naruto, it's just that no one likes to be leant on and weighed down, especially in the middle of classes. Or if they've had a day like mine."
"Ohhhhh." Naruto nodded once. "Anyway, its awesome cause Gaara takes a bunch of AP classes, so we rarely have class together. I think besides Chem, I only have English Lit with him. Wait, hey Gaara, are you taking Art this year too?"
"Yes."
"Sakura, you're taking Art too, right?"
"Yeah, so?"
"You should pair with Gaara for projects, you'll get an A for sure. His sand sculptures always, always get an A+."
"You said always twice." Sakura commented absently.
"I was repeating for emphasis!"
"Whatever." Sakura waved a hand. "Er, do you have something for sand, Gaara?"
Gaara glanced at Sakura from the corner of his eye. "Why do you ask?"
"Well…in the 8 minutes I've known you, the word sand and your name have appeared in the same sentence about three times, I think."
Gaara stopped at the door to the Chem lab. "Well…I like sand." He said, blinking slowly.
Sakura gave him an odd look. "Huh…that has to be the oddest thing I've heard today."
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"For today's lab experiment, I want you all to pair up with your lab partners. You shall have the same lab partners you had last year."
"Anosan, Anosan, Kurenai-sensei, Sasuke isn't here yet so I don't have a partner!" Naruto shouted, waving his arms.
Kurenai sighed exasperatedly. "Naruto, how many times do I have to tell you about the dangers of waving your arms like that in the lab? Do I need to remind you all about –"
"NO!"
Sakura frowned. That had been the entire class.
"There once was an accident involving Naruto's waving arms and sodium hydroxide." Hinata whispered in explanation. "It wasn't pretty."
Sakura grimaced in response.
"Okay Naruto, you can be with Hinata, since Kiba isn't here either."
"ALRIGHT!"
"NARUTO! WHAT DID I JUST SAY?!"
"Sorry, sensei."
The class laughed.
"Where IS Kiba?" Sakura whisper-asked, suddenly remembering that she hadn't seen him since English. "And where are Sai and Ino?"
"Kiba is probably trying to sneak into the freshmen girls' locker room again," Hinata whispered back as she gathered her books to join Naruto, "and I think Ino and Sai got held up in the gymnasium. They should be here soon though."
As if on cue the blonde and raven walked in, Ino shooting a quick apology at Kurenai as the pair made their way to an empty station.
"Um, sensei, what about me?" Sakura asked, raising a hand when she realized she didn't have a partner.
Blinking, Kurenai picked up her seating chart. "Oh that's right, Miss…Haruno, right?"
After Sakura nodded, she glanced back down at her seating chart and frowned. "The only other person without a lab partner is Gaara, so I guess he's going to be yours from now on." Snapping the binder shut, Kurenai picked up a textbook. "Okay, we are doing lab 13 today, so remember to wear your gloves and goggles at all times." She warned as the students scurried around to join their partners.
"It's okay if you would rather do this alone," Gaara said when Sakura came to stand next to him at the back of the class.
"I should be saying that to you," she replied. "I'm not exactly a graceful gazelle when handling things, I didn't have a lab partner at my previous school because of that."
"I see… maybe they partnered us in the hopes of us eliminating each other and removing the threat to the other students."
Awkward silence.
"I was joking."
"Right…I knew that."
"But I still think sensei made us partners on purpose." Gaara continued as they set up the apparatus.
"Why do you say that?"
"Obviously we pose a threat to the other students."
"Huh?"
"How do you think I lost my eyebrows?"
Sakura paused, tapping a spatula on the counter. "Um…"
"Accident with a Bunsen burner and flammable gas in a faulty gas jar." He answered, glaring at said apparatus.
"Ohhh…. I just thought… maybe you like…shaved them off or something."
He gave her an odd look, as though she had just suggested he liked to run around nude for fun. "Why would I -or anyone- shave their eyebrows off?"
Sakura shrugged.
"Ah, nice of you to join us, Mr. Uchiha."
Sakura saw Sasuke talking to Kurenai out of the corner of her eye, noting with satisfaction that he had changed his shirt. Turning back to Gaara, she tried to swallow her snickers, lest she be called out on it.
"Hey!" she hissed as she grabbed the jar of chlorine he had been emptying into a beaker. "What are you doing?"
"Following the directions in the textbook," he answered, clearly bored. "Wasn't that obvious?"
"You're supposed to measure it first," she admonished, and then sighed when she looked at the jar. It was almost empty. Sighing again, she picked up the beaker he had poured into. "I'm going to take these back and get us another jar of chlorine."
She turned and started towards Kurenai's table at the front of the class, cradling the jars in her arms. A small voice in the back of her head, probably her common sense, told her carrying them this way wasn't a good idea. Turning her head to call back to Gaara, she ignored it.
"Read those instructions properly before I get back," she warned, narrowing her eyes at him over her shoulder, still not paying attention to where she was going.
"Uh.." Gaara started.
"What?"
SPLASH.
"I was going to say watch out, but well…never mind." Gaara answered blandly, his attention returning to the textbook before him.
Oops.
Sakura was about to apologize. She was going to apologize, really she was. That had been an accident. She hadn't meant to spill the chlorine on him. Really, she hadn't.
"You have got to be kidding me."
The chlorine made a blue map as it spread across the white shirt. Sakura stared blankly as Sasuke examined his drenched shirt.
"I am sorry. It was an accident," she recited robotically, as she raised her eyes to meet his. His obsidian ones were flashing with irritation, and she flashed an 'innocent' smile.
"You again? Why am I not surprised?"
Sakura scowled at the disdain. "It's too bad you aren't wearing the same shirt, y'know, the chlorine would have gotten the stain out, I'm sure." She snapped, and then smirked when she heard a few snickers.
"Quiet!" Kurenai snapped as she walked around her desk to stand next to Sakura and Sasuke. "Now if you two are done, I suggest Uchiha here goes and cleans himself up, while you return to…" she paused eyeing the empty beakers Sakura was still holding. "Did Gaara pour all of the chlorine…again?"
Sighing in exasperation, she beckoned Sakura to the apparatus table while she waved Sasuke away.
The intercom crackled a few minutes after Sasuke left, just as Sakura got the new jar of chlorine.
"Sakura Haruno to the principal's office."
Bastard.
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