A/N: I'm in a huuuuge mood to eat strawberries!

But the only problem about that is how I don't have any! TT -TT


Cute Panda Maid!

8.

When I walked through the doors of my homeroom classroom, everyone twirls around and almost every single girl glares at me with pure hatred. Half the people in my class is circling around the chalkboard. Hina-chan quickly rushes to my side looking panic.

"What's happening?" I ask dumbfounded.

She takes my hand and drags me over towards the chalkboard. Everybody gets out of my way and I stare at the words on it. In different colored chalk, someone wrote: Mori Ichigo from class 1-D stole our Gaara! Give Gaara back! There are other insulting words on there but I rather not read it. On the chalkboard, there are a couple of pictures taped to it. I stare closer at the pictures and my eyes widen, shocked. They're pictures of me and Gaara from yesterday after school! There is the picture where Gaara grabbed my arm and our faces are super close together. There is the picture where I poked him in the cheek. There is the picture that I watched him sleeping. There is a picture where I was walking behind him. There is the picture where I even entered the same super long not normal limo with him! Gah! Where in the world did anyone-

I couldn't even finish my sentence in my head because someone dumps water over my head. I twirl around to see a girl, waaay taller than me, with a bucket in her hands. The girls behind her snicker loudly in their high pitch annoying hag voices. My fingers curl into tight fists as I hang my head. I bite on the inside of my cheek so that I can calm down. I take in deep jagged breathes, trying my hardest to forget about what just happened.

"Awww is Ichigo going to cry now?" the girl that dumped water on me inquires with fake concern.

I snap my head up, glaring at her darkly. "What the hell did you just say, bitch? Do you want to die?" I snap and I grab her hair.

She begins screaming, throwing her hands at me. She tries to scratch me with her nails.

I toss her to the side where her body slides into a couple of desks and I leap on her, throwing as my punches as I can at her. When her face is all beat up, I get to my feet and spit on her. "Do that again and I'll kick your ass ten times harder! Do you understand?"

She nods her head with tears streaming down her face.

"Move it!" I scream at her. "Get the hell out of my sight!"

Or so...that's what I want to do. Instead, I keep silent and keep on glaring at her. I think of many more ways to beat her up.

"What?" she finally says, her eyes mocking me. She rests her hands on her waist.

My breathing has finally calmed down as I force myself to smile. "Oh nothing. Nothing at all." I walk past her with my head high up in the air. I stop right in front of my desk for s split second, staring down at it. They wrote all over it...but I won't cry over something like this. My fist clutch together even tighter as I slip into my chair. Right when I bring my backpack into of my desk, someone dumps trash on me. It isn't bad trash, though - there is just crumbled up papers and tissues where people blew their noses on.

I flicker my eyes up to see the girl with a trash can in her hands. She's the exact same girl that threw water at me, making my hair soaking wet and my uniform wet as well. I'll name her Agma Gongju since she acts and looks like one.

Agma Gongju drops the trash can to the side and she plugs her nose as if she smelled something bad. "Eww! What's that smell? Do you guys smell it too?"

Everyone plugs their nose and does agrees with her. I flicker my eyes towards the door where Hina-chan is and once we lock our eyes together, she glances away and rushes out of the classroom. I sighed deeply. What was I hoping for? Hina-chan is too scared to stick up for me.

My hands clutch even tighter then before to the point where my finger nails get stained by my own blood. Before anyone else could do anything, the bell rings for first period and the homeroom teacher walks in. Of course he didn't save me either because once he got a look at me, he began his lessons. Will no one help me? No. That doesn't matter. I don't want to bring anyone in anyways.

I didn't think that I would stand the classes without breaking anything but to my surprise, I did. During the hours, people threw pencils, erasers, and crumbled up paper at me. Some of the girls past me notes that always said the same thing: Break up with Gaara or suffer. Someone from behind me slipped a piece of paper onto my desk that so many people wrote on it for me to die or is just insulting me by calling me a cunt or a whore. I dig inside my backpack and took out my pencil pouch. I take out my eraser and begin erasing all of the markings. Such a waste of paper.

When I looked at Kiba-kun or Hina-chan, they just glance away as if they didn't even know me. I think that when they did that, my heart ached even worse then what everyone is doing to me. That was the first time where I felt so betrayed.


The bell rings and it's time for lunch. I get to my feet right away, escaping out of the classroom before anyone could even stop me. I run up to the rooftop where no one is suppose to go (although that's where a lot of students go when they ditch school). I rush to the edge of the rooftop where I throw my head back and I scream on the top of my lungs. "YOU STUPID BITCHES! DO YOU THINK THAT DOING THAT WILL MAKE ME CRY? BULLSHIT! I WON'T CRY OVER SOMETHING STUPID LIKE THAT!"

Yeah, I think to myself. I especially won't cry over something like that! Even if my two bestest friends aren't by my side to help me...I won't cry...

"Yet," a male voice says from behind me. I completely freeze when I hear the voice. "you're crying right now?"

I twirl around, fuming in anger. "Crying? Who the hell is crying?" I snap and I quickly wipe the tears the betrayed me away with the back of my hand.

Standing in front of me is a guy that's sparkly good-looking. Maybe as good-looking as Gaara! He has dark raven hair that's long like a girls and probably more silky then most girls have it. He doesn't have bangs (even if he did, he would probably look just like a girl) so there is a light green symbol on his forehead that I recongize. It's a curse from the Hyuuga Clan. Another reason why I can tell that he's a Hyuuga is because of his lavender pupiless eyes - they're just like Hina-chan's.

He brings up a hand to his mouth and if I look a bit more, it looks like he's laughing.

I glare at him. "What's soooo~ funny?"

He takes his hand away from his mouth and shoves both of his hands into his pants pockets. "You're drooling."

My face flushes dark red as I wipe away the drool. Stop betraying me, dammit! I glance at my feet and then at him. "Uh, no I wasn't so stop talking like you know me."

"You're quite entertaining. I enjoyed the show, thanks."

When I gaze back at him, he's smiling and my heart begins racing. My face flushes red. He's so good-looking! It's not even fair either! Stupid, bright, dazzling-looking radiant creature!

"Err...your welcome," I state in a complete daze and then I stop myself, realizing what I just said. "Dammit! I'm not a show! I'm a person with feeeeeelings! Do you hear me mister pupiless eyes? I'm a person with feelings! GAH!" I throw my arms in the air, swinging them around angerily.

"Alright, alright. I understand," he replies with a grin on his face.

"And anyways, what are you? A stalker? Where did you come from?" I hiss under my breath.

He turns and points on top of where the door is at and then he turns back to face me. "I was sleeping and all of a sudden, you come marching in here screaming your head off. Your quite entertaining when your angry."

I can't tell whether or not if he's in the stupid section or is in the smart section. His suit-like uniformed jacket is off. "You have noooooooo idea what I've been going through so you can't say anything, mister rude stalker pupiless eyes thingy!"

"Then what happened to you?" he asks with his eyes fluttering at me.

For a moment, his eyes made me go in a daze. "None of your business!" I pout and I fold my arms across my chest tightly.

"Are you being bullied?"

Oh my god! He got it right! I glance at my feet and then at his face. "No."

"You know," he begins. "people have different ways to lie. Most of the time, it's easy to figure it out and you're one of them. When you glance at the ground for a bit, your calming yourself down and then when you look back up at the person, you lie."

HE REALLY IS A STALKER! My mouth drops, stunned about how well he talks. He can't be from the stupid section - he sounds too smart. But what would a person from the smart section be doing here?

The bell suddenly rings and he looks up at the sky for a few moments. He grins at me then. "I better go. It was nice talking to you, Ichigo-chan." And with that, he walks away and down the stairs as if nothing just happened between us. I fall to my knees and my mouth is still dropped. He really must be a stalker! How does he even know my name?


A/N: I'm pretty sure that you guys can tell who just spoke to her. LOL.

But how does he know her name anyways? Dun dun duuun~~! lol.

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