Ah I feel refreshed, you want to know how to relax well all you have to do is go get a pedicure then allow your friends to drag you to a strip club and buy you two lap dances from two very sexy male strippers. Well hopefully this will live up to peoples expectations here's chapter 7 of Closure.
Ch. 7 Our Heart to Heart… Not
"Moron would you stop looking like a deer caught in headlights," Sasuke says breaking the silence.
"I… You don't even know!" I yell sticking out my tongue out at him childishly.
"How'd you end up in this business anyways? Wait how'd you get so famous especially after just seven years of high school?" He asks looking at me. (A/N Just so you know my class decided that since we are the class of '07 we are going to have our high school reunion every seven years, and in case your wondering why I barely graduated in '07 I was retained in first grade).
"I don't know I guess it really helped that my grandmother was a famous model back in the day. She helped me by introducing me to the people, she has friends in high places," I say.
"Ok... so what's the deal with this Luc guy?" He asks, and even though I'm not looking I can feel his eyes on me.
"Luc is your typical charmer, good looking, smooth talking, backstabbing asshole, who didn't give a crap who he trampled over as long as he got money. I trusted him, he was the first person I ever truly let in and tried to love, and when he had my trust and my bank account number, he was on the first flight to Paris, with a model that I had mentored into the great super model she is today." I say not really knowing why I'm being so honest to him.
"You loved him a lot huh?" He says.
"Love, no one mentioned love here. You don't understand Luc wasn't always the great model he is today, my money went into his modeling classes photo shoots, I'm angry because I was the one who taught him how to be in a relationship yet some tramp is the one enjoying the fruits of my fucking harvest, I don't love or want him but I just can let him and some cheap tramp enjoy luxuries that my hard earned money bought." I say raising my tone and turning to look at him.
"You're not in love, you're just mad and bitter," He says looking into my eyes. "Ok I understand but answer me this have you ever been in love?"
"In 'love' or in 'looove love'?" I ask looking at him.
"In 'looove love' moron," he says growing irritated because of my knack at avoiding his question.
"Ok keep cool, he's asking because he likes you" a voice in my head says.
"How do you know that maybe he's just curious," I say responding to that voice, and no matter what you say it is not crazy to talk back to yourself.
"He likes you. I can feel it in my nuggets," the voice says to me.
"Uhm well, I guess not truly, I've had crushes but never that I cant breath, sleep, or eat kind of love, still waiting for that person to sweep me completely of my feet so much so that I wont be able to put one foot in front of the other without them." I say to him.
"We have a winner, now let's go have crazy sex with him," The voice says.
Being of a much reserved nature than my voice I decided to wait.
"That kind of love is unhealthy. The kind of love I'm offering is the good kind the one that allows someone to breath freely it gives you breath it doesn't take it away." He says emphasizing the word someone.
"Oh hell this guy's hard to read," the voice says in a whiny tone.
"Well now that we're done talking about love, let's talk about high school." He says looking at me once again.
"There's really not much to say, I was fat and people decided to make fun," I say trying to avoid that subject.
"I mean let's talk about how you feel about the people who made fun of you now." He says annoyed.
"I don't know I guess I'm still angry," I say wishing he would just shut up already and end his retarded heart to heart.
"Note to self heart to heart's are evil," the voice says.
"You mean to tell me you are still holding on to all that anger. I'm sorry but that's kind of ridiculous I mean it happened in high school." He says condescendingly.
"You don't know what it was like, you were adored and praised," I say angry at his tone of voice.
"You're right but I don't think you sittin' around cursing all the people who made you miserable is going to do anything for you," He says.
"I just have one question for you. Why weren't you my friend in high school?" I ask trying to put him on the hot seat for once.
There was a silence for a few minutes.
"That's what I thought you are just like the rest of the people maybe you didn't join in but you sure as hell didn't give a crap about what was happening," I say trying to control the anger.
"I know I was an asshole, I ignored you I never actually tried to help you out, but you cannot honestly expect me to feel bad for you. It was seven years ago, learn to get closure and let go," He says his voice almost betraying how flustered he felt.
"Closure," I say laughing.
"If it makes you feel better to hate me than by all means please go ahead," He says calmly.
I sat there in silence basking in my anger and wishing along with the voice in my head that he would burst into flames.
"You seem to be a very bitter and cynical person. In place of relationships, you have sarcasm and fame!" He says once he realizes I'm not going to respond to his idiotic question.
"I have sarcasm? Every word you speak is filled with contempt!?" I say nearly yelling feeling defensive all of a sudden.
"Being a miserable and broody person works for me, you not so much, you always look better when you're happy!" He says reclining his seat back and closing his eyes.
I would have done something other then sit there looking at him like a fish opening and closing my mouth, but I was to angry and a little surprised at his compliment.
"If you want to call that a compliment," the voice in my head now said turning on Sasuke.
"What you don't think that was a compliment?" I asked confused.
"Is Kiba smart?" the voice retorts.
"Excuse me," I say getting up and walking back to coach hopefully to talk to Temari.
Jesus where the hell is she, and where is Shikamaru? OOOH… oh eww I say realizing what they are probably doing. Ok so the next best thing, Hinata asleep, Tenten damn also asleep, Iruka is free wait never mind Kakashi seems to be stuck to his neck and this will probably not be a good time to interrupt them, then that leaves Kiba…
"Gaara, Kankuro" I say walking over to them, because come on who would want to take advice from Kiba.
"Don't talk to him. He will never leave if you start talking to him." Gaara says to Kankuro.
"What's up Naruto?" Kankuro says ignoring Gaara's glare.
"Kankuro Godzilla Sabuku, what did I just tell you?" Gaara says still ignoring my presence.
"Come on the kid looks like he really needs our help little brother," Kankuro says placing his headphones on.
"Fine how can I be of service to you Patricia," He says not bothering to look at me but still glaring intently at his brother. And to be quite honest if he ever looked at me like that I would probably pee myself.
"I need your help; I think Sasuke likes me. That is what I'm picking up from some of his hints but then again he's such an asshole that I don't even know what right and left when it comes to him." I say whispering really fast.
"Look Naruto…" he says ignoring my wide eyes at having him call me by my name. "I'm not good at the whole love advice and picking up on subtle hints, but… can I interest you in a sarcastic comment? No well then Michelle please, leave me alone."
"Never mind," I say making my way back to first class.
When I get back Sasuke has a pillow and a blanket and the light above our seats is off. I can't help but feel relieved that our little heart to heart has ended. The stewardess then comes up to me and offers me a pillow and a blanket to, I decide that maybe sleeping will help me clear my mind and analyze things better.
The next day we finally arrived at Paris. Something in the pit of my stomach tells me that this day will bring nothing good for me. And almost as proof of this feeling the first thing I see getting off the plane is Temari.
"Don't look at me in that tone of voice!" I say noticing her anger at my upgrading to first class.
"I will look at you in whatever tone I want," She says. "We had agreed we would all be in coach but no you up and leave as soon as you get a chance." She says following me to make sure I hear everything she has to say.
"Not right now Temari," I say as I head over to pick up my luggage.
"I am sick to death of this whole center of the universe, holier than thou, nothing is ever enough. Oh, how I've suffered, nobody understands me, woe is me attitude." Temari says her voice apparently trying to imitate me.
"Well, she's got you pegged, all right." Kakashi says as he passes me.
"Oh that's right turn against me all of you," I say storming off towards the rental cars knowing full well that my luggage will get picked up by one of them.
I stand around thinking about how this trip was going horrible, because right know three people had criticized me on being an angsty bitch. Sure they hadn't used those words exactly but the intentions were there.
"We need to talk," Temari says as she walks up to me.
"I think you've said all you wanted to say back there." I say turning my head away.
"Everybody in the car now, not you," She says holding up her arm to stop me.
"We'll leave you alone, but we'll be listening from the cars so talk loud," Kiba says as he gets into the car ignoring the glare Hinata is sending him.
"Look I'm sorry about what I said, I didn't mean it, I was just angry because some little punk kept on kicking the back of my seat almost through the whole flight. I don't really think you're spoiled," She mumbles.
"I accept your apology now can we please go before something else happens oh and I think Sasuke has been trying to hint that he likes me." I say making my way into the car.
She was about to respond when all of a sudden we heard a voice yelling…
"Naru oh my god is that really you it's so good to…
That was all Luc got to say because at that moment a fist connected with his jaw.
Sorry about the cliffhanger but I haven't decided who I want to punch Luc yet. Hey I got this out two days after the last one, inspiration just came to me or should I say rubbed up against me and pulled money out of my low-cut v-neck shirt. Anyways please review it makes me feel special.