col-i-sion (k-lzhn)
n.
A brief dynamic event consisting of the close approach of two or more particles, such as atoms, resulting in an abrupt change of momentum or exchange of energy.
Being a genius didn't mean that he was perfect. In fact, he was far from perfection. A 'perfect' life would mean he had friends and parents, along with smarts. He knew he didn't have parents, and of course, wasn't sure if he even had friends, though they might be friends if he knew their names without having to see their faces. Oh well. They weren't that important. Transition happened to be the most pointless times of day, the time in between classes where his fellow 'peers' were chattering amongst themselves about the simplest topics. Honestly, he didn't see why people liked doing that, it sounded boing to him. Incredibly so. Who cared whether or not that one person...Sasuke was dating Sakura? Honestly. He didn't. And would you like to be the topic of conversation?
As nerdish as he was, the Hyuuga absolutely loathed writing in black ink. It may have been all the paperwork he has ever done in his life. It may be a pet peeve. Oh well. Arriving to the stairway to go downstairs to the gymnasium for 'Physical Education' the Hyuuga sighed, before starting down the stairs.
Although she wasn't passing many of her classes, TenTen did find herself sitting in a senior government class. While she had exited the classroom after her moment of klutziness, which was highly embarassing, she knew she wasn't going to graduate this year. Or any year. After this year, Tenten was done. Done with high school altogether. She would work at McDonalds and live with her parents forever. And that is when the angst hit home.
She didn't want to be stuck with her parents for the rest of their lives, but what choice did she have? Not very many, that's for sure. The stairway to go the the Remedial Algebra class arrived in her sight and she found herself flying up the stairs blindly. That was, until she ran into something. With an 'oof', she crashed into something or someone hard and felt herself falling downward. 'Ouch' she thought, noticing she sent her pens and books flying at the unsuspecting person who was also on the stairs, no longer standing.
"Oh! I'm sorry! Are you okay?" Tenten asked, jumping up as if nothing was wrong, though she did feel...perkier...
The Hyuuga wanted to say that no, he wasn't okay, but he nodded, sitting up and then finally pulling himself up to see the peculiar girl who knocked him over. Two buns, brown hair, brown eyes...Why hadn't he recognized her? Didn't he know practically everyone in the school? (Some he was simply disgusted to be attending the same school as them)
"Yes...I'm fine..." he said, picking up a few of the pens and a couple of the books for her and handed them to her, while she scrambled to pick them up. Of course there was a pause in his talking. Why wouldn't there be? He always talked quite disinterested, another bad habit of his.
Tenten nodded, scrambling to pick everything up again. What was her problem? Twice in one day? In the same transition?
"Thanks." she murmured, looking at the person that had knocked her over. You have got to be kidding me! That was the genius that had been begged into Harvard! The one who had everything simple! The rich kid! Well, one of the rich kids. The other one was a junior and the other one was in Jr. High.
Although she had normally didn't notice the Hyuuga, she couldn't help it now. Why? Because he seemed so mysteriously anti-social, which those type of people always bothered her for reasons unknown. She liked to think that it was the fact they seemed so stuck-up, like the reason they weren't talking much was because they were so much better than everyone else. Those type of people made her feel sick. However, he seemed harmless and maybe just an ice cube. Joy.
The genius, on the other hand, found himself feeling rather tired. More so than usual. Maybe he was imagining it. Or maybe he wasn't. Did it matter that much?
He continued the rest of the day just as bored and discontented as before, arriving at the large house that others called a mansion. To him, it was just any other building, just slightly larger. Maybe he was becoming ignorant? Neji wasn't the one who could answer that question. There was no mail on his bed, so he supposed that he didn't have any acceptence letters today. Oh well. He wasn't in any rush to get them, he knew they would come soon enough. Graduation was a whole semester away, and he considered himself set for after high school. Maybe go to college a few years, go to another college after that and then maybe start the 'real world.' Turning on the computer, he slumped into his bed and found himself drifting off into sleep.
Tenten finished off her day, falling down maybe three or four more times before reaching her home, which was a large apartment building. The area in which her family resided in was on the fifth floor, and not wanting to wait for the elevator, Tenten raced up the stairs, stumbling every which way. Finally arriving in her apartment, her mother greeted her from the kitchen. She wasn't too pleased that TenTen wasn't going to college, but she could understand. Being exhausted, Tenten decided to take a nap before dinner, dropping her bag in the middle of the floor and then crawling into her bed, sleep filling her, the smell of fish filled her nostrils.
A/N: Hey everyone! Thank you for the reviews and the tips! I really appreciate it. I hope I incorporated what you people meant during this chapter. I'm sorry, but this chapter must be shorter than expected. It will get better, trust me, and feel free to give me any other tips too.