Chapter 4:

Days after the party I still hadn't heard from Naruto. We exchanged numbers and as much as his silence puzzled me, I wasn't going to push it. Every time I thought about him, the game, and the shed, shame and guilt clouded my mind. But why hadn't he called or bothered with a text at the very least?

"Hinata you okay?" Sakura startles me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah what of it dyke?"

"You've just been...really quiet lately as all, did something happen at the party?" her face lights up and I remember one thing I never settled with her.

"So Sakura...you never told me how you heard about the party." I tilt my head awaiting her answer.

"Oh you know...just a friend mentioned it." she nervously begins to shuffle through a magazine on her bed.

"Really? I didn't see any people there that either one of us knew."

"Well I'm more social than you." she mumbles. Bullshit.

"Would this friend happen to be blond, tattooed, and a cigarette smoker?"

Gulping she looks up, a panicked expression on her face, "Please don't kill me!" she whimpers.

"Why?" I demand.

"B-because I thought y'all just clicked! He wanted you there!"

"What on earth in fifty seconds gave you the damn idea that we fucking clicked!" I bark at her.

Sakura shrinks away, "W-well...he's the only guy I've seen not run from the hills from you and he actually wanted to see you again, that doesn't happen very often. You usually scare everyone off."

"Fucktard." I grumble.

"So you never answered my question, did something happen?" her eyes were wide and curious and as much as I knew I'd regret being honest, lying to the one friend I did have is never an option to me.

"I made a bet, lost, and now may have a date with some guy."

"What guy?"

"No one important. Drop it! I haven't heard from him in days. He's probably not going to bother." I laughed it all, but something in my friend's gaze troubled me.

"Are you okay with that?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" I snap.

"No reason, chill." Sakura mumbles, suddenly fascinated by something on her phone.

"So...how did you get home that night?" mine as well turn the tables.

"Ino."

"Who?" I pry. Maybe it was one of her various friends I had yet and would never make a point of meeting.

"A girl I hooked up with the night of the party."

"You never learn their names?" Sakura was all about fucking around, I never told her, but she's the main reason I won't bother with any sort of relationship other then our friendship. What's the point when someone's heart is always broken?

"Well, speaking of the possibility of a date...she asked me out yesterday and I said yes. We're doing a movie and dinner tonight at 6:30."

I nearly choke on my own saliva, "What the hell? You? A date? Are you feeling alright?"

"Shut up. At least I'm willing to give someone a chance and go for what I want."

My eyes narrow, "Got something to say bitch, then fucking say it or I'll beat it out of you!"

"I go on dates Hinata, I may not do relationships yes, but at least I give it the benefit of the doubt. You don't even try! You keep moping, I know him not calling is eating at you! So why don't you do something about it? You have his number right? Ask him out, take initiative for once!" by the end of her little motivational spiel she's breathing heavily.

"You done? Cause if so, I'm gonna go have a smoke." ignoring her hurt look I head downstairs and into her backyard. It's not a crime to not desire a relationship or romance? So why the hell all of a sudden has she been on my case? Persistent bitch! Growling to myself, I don't bother finishing my smoke and snuff it out 1/3 through.

Opening her bedroom door I catch her stuffing something under her comforter, "What's that?" I muse.

"N-nothing Hinata!" she stammers, eyes like a deer caught in headlights.

"Really?" I walk leisurely toward her, reach under all the blankets and pillows, fishing out my phone, "Is this what you were trying to hide? Explain yourself." I demand.

"Ummm well..." she swallows weakly, "Didn't know his name was Naruto Uzamaki."

My blood freezes over from her words, "You fucking didn't cunt!" I snarl, most likely resembling a rabid dog ready to maim his prey. At that moment my phone vibrates, indicating a new text message, Naruto's name lights up the screen. "You did..."

Anything else you want to badger me

with questions about?

Keep this up and I may start to

think that our little game meant

more to you then you wanted

it to.

I begin grinding my teeth, even through text that asshole is still a pompous, self-important, arrogant, fag boy! Before I have time to even begin a response another text is sent:

Then again...how could you resist.

"Relax Hinata, it's not that bad." Sakura chimes and I shoot her an incredulous look.

"Not that bad? The shitface thinks I'm interested thanks to you!"

"Why is that such a tragedy for you? You should give him a chance!"

"No. If I were going to start a relationship with someone, it certainly wouldn't be him of all people."

"Maybe anal would be best." she mumbles to herself.

"What?"

"You know, anal sex?"

I stare at her for a moment, "What about it? What the fucking hell does that have to do with anything?"

"Well how else is anyone going to get that giant stick shoved up your ass out?"

Summer is coming to an end and I haven't heard anything more from Naruto. School starts in three days and while Sakura is scrambling up new clothes, I spend my time at home ignoring my sister Hinabi and making sure I have all my school supplies together and a jar full of lunch money for the year. After all...why buy new clothing and look your best for prison? My phone vibrates, signaling I've received a new text.

Ready 4 the new skool yr?

Sighing I reply to the message:

Ready to actually learn English in class?

Instead of just staring at the teacher's

boobs all year long, for once?

Her reply comes fast:

Not a chance shug.

Then again what did I expect of her? Suddenly become a studious, well-focused, scholar? As-if. The only class Sakura ever looked forward to was P.E and Anatomy. I on the other hand had nothing better to do except study. The aspects of a social life are as pointless at dating or striving to meet that one perfect guy to pop my cherry; just on the list with the other irreverent shit.

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There! A Completely Different Chapter! Anyhow...the next chapter has one scene from the previous written version, towards the end of it. I hope y'all continue to enjoy the new version.