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"Stop talking to that Artist, Kiba, he's totally ruining your rep." An orange haired prep reprimanded, standing in front of a group Sakura used to call her friends.

Sakura stared wide eyed at the girls in front of her, who did they think they were? Bossing her around like that, telling her who she can or can't talk to. They didn't even know Kiba, who were they to talk. Her wide green eyes narrowed slightly with every word they'd said.

"And what? You gave him your number? Get it together, seriously."

"Is it true? Did you really go to Suigetsu's party with him?"

"Oh my god I know right, plus, he's not even your type." At this point Sakura had had enough. She slammed her locker shut and faced them.

"Listen, losers." she emphasised the first consonant in each word, "I can talk and give my number to whoever I want to. Have you ever even talked to the guy? He's a lot sweeter than any of your boyfriends." And mine.. she added mentally. "Oh and he's my type alright, not that any of you backstabbing wannabe freaks would know."

Hinata watched wide eyed as Sakura told off and walked away from her frien- ex friends.

"You're making a huge mistake, and don't think you can eat at our table anymore at lunch!"

"Good!" she yelled back, clutching her books to her chest.

Hinata leaned her back against a wall and breathed deeply, this was why she never came out of the library, the halls were chaotic. She silently cursed Sasuke, seeing as this was all his fault, he was the one who told her to meet him there, something about the bookshelves cramping his style? The bluenette hadn't any idea why though, the library was the comfiest place at the school.

"It's about time." She smiled at the familiar, deep voice.

Though it was technically him who kept her waiting, so she should be the one who was angry, Hinata let it go and laughed.

"Why don't you ever call me?" he muttered, annoyed. He'd left her his number, and she hadn't even acknowledged it, he doubted she even put it in her phone.

She swallowed, avoiding his face, "I've been busy, sorry."

"You're a terrible liar."

It was true, Hinata couldn't lie to save her life. But he would credit her for not stuttering.

"Sor-"

Sasuke brushed a few strands of hair away from her face, "Shut up," he interrupted, not unlike the first time they spoke. She stilled, fearing anyone seeing his cold slender fingers on her warm, bloated and now very red, cheek. Sasuke leaned in closer, and then she felt it; those tingly fireworks the main female role in every movie fantasized about. Beautiful, if only her eyes weren't wide open and her mouth unresponsively shut. She watched his closed eyes narrow with irate, probably because she wasn't doing anything.

Sasuke frowned, that wasn't even a kiss. Virgins, he shook his head. It did, however, keep him wanting more.

"Can you sneak out tonight?" It was implied he knew Hinata wasn't allowed out of the house alone, nonetheless with an Uchiha. How easy it was for him to ask that, as if asking for the time of d. Her breathing strained with the thought of opening her window and slipping, falling down on the hard concrete. Hinata was clumsy.

She shook her head meekly, he grunted. "Why not?"

How was she even supposed to tell her father? Did he want her to lie? To tell him she was going out with a few friends? First off, Sasuke was not a friend, and second, her father knew she didn't have any. He would quickly see through the lie, and put her on lockdown, having more maids and butlers keep an eye on her.

"I j-just.. c-can't." His stare was making it harder to breath.

"W-why n-n-not?" he mocked, clearly displeased with the vague answer. She pursed her lips, not out of chagrin, but because she was trying not to laugh. The way he made fun of her was hilarious, was she really that laughable?

Her mouth failed her though, and she cracked a snicker, showing off a dimpled cheek.

Cute, he mused. "Your laugh is ugly."

Hinata quickly slapped a hand atop of her lips, it was his turn to laugh. Pulling her into a sweeping hug, Sasuke managed to lead her all the way to his car; skipping school for the second time.


Okay, it was one thing to be mad over his insults, not only did Tenten humiliate him at that one party, but now she refuses to make eye contact with him too? And nobody ignores Neji Hyuuga.

His blue eyes, so light they could pass as gray, squinted while he watched her stuff old cleats into her locker. This had gone on long enough he decided, and made his way over to her.
It was only when he was within a few feet away from her that he realized he didn't know what to say. So Neji stood there, dumbly.

She peered at him from the corner of her peripheral, immediately repulsed.

"What."

Finally she'd broken the ice, "Goodmorning," Neji corrected. She rolled her big brown eyes. Tenten must've been canadian to have such fair skin and brown hair. She was, as much as he hated to admit it, beautiful.

"You have any plans for tonight?" he blurted before realizing what he had just said.

She froze momentarily, before knowing what was going on. Tenten was the one with the advantage, Neji was her puppy now. "I do actually."

He seemed a little crestfallen, "Really? What is it?"

"Soccer game," she put her books in her locker. Neji helped her, "What time?"

"Six." He brightened, "Great. After the game we can go do something."

Tenten wasn't facing him when he'd said that. She gasped into her locker, successfully hiding it. Why was he so nice to her? Why did he just ask her out? Why was she about to say yes?

"It's a date." she closed her locker and walked away.

Thats it? Neji blunk, he thought she'd be in his arms, walking to class together. So he followed her, like a puppy.


It wasn't really something new to have uglier girls whisper your name and give you dirty looks, it's funny how you can be so popular yet so hated at the same time. Still, it was rather annoying they do it every time she would walk to the girls bathroom.

Ino swung the door open, giving the rest of the girls their cue to get the hell out. She needed every mirror at every angle to make sure she looked fantastic. Her long blonde hair she hadn't cut since elementary school was soft, healthy, and every other girl's envy.

It was a bit sad she couldn't make any girl friends, but if that was the price to stay on top, she'd willingly pay it. Ino took out a stick of black eyeliner and started applying around her waterline. Followed by a tube of lipgloss, a nice peach color on her lips. There was a flush, and after a few seconds someone came out of the bathroom stall.

Fuck her luck.

Ino watched her competition's face go from stunned, to forcibly cheery. "Hello Ino."

"Sakura."

They stood there, in agonizing silence, neither daring to move. Sakura must've really grown out of her shell, making it her incentive to start a conversation. "So what do you think about the program?"

Her blonde eyebrows shot down, she was asking about Naruto. "I think it's stupid," Ino didn't really feel like fighting a prep, nor was she going to let Sakura get the best of her.

"You think it's stupid, or he's stupid?"

She snapped her gum loudly, "I think the whole thing's stupid, especially you. Get over him, he didn't want you in middle school and he doesn't want you now." Sakura was so damn nosy, they weren't even friends and she was asking about her lovelife.

The pinkette raised an eyebrow, perfectly concealing her panic, "I'm not hung on him, I just wanted to be friends is all."

No. She was the one who wanted to stop being friends, to compete and see who's really better. As it turns out, Ino was winning. She kept her mouth shut while grooming her eyebrows.

"Say, do you know Tenten?" she tried again.

Ino inwardly rolled her eyes, "Tenten.. the junior?" Funny how Sakura knew everyone, and Ino could hardly remember the name's of her fellow Pops, let alone the rest of the school.

"The one who's totally in love with Hinata's cousin." Sakura clarified.

Hinata's cousin, Hinata's cousin, that was..who? "Beanie wearing, canadian looking, bodybuilder?"

She almost laughed at the description, "Thats her."

"Well what about the dyke?"

Sakura moved up to join her newly befriended blonde at the mirror, scrunching her hair. "Heard she had a date tonight with Neji."

Neji. The name finally snapped into her head. The eleventh grader with longer hair than her. "They must really take this program seriously, I heard she was mad at him a while ago."

"Well anyways, you know Temari right?"

"Yeah, the senior who tries to act hard." Ino smirked, girls loved talking shit.

Sakura laughed, "Yeah her, I hear her and Shikamaru are getting pretty close, better than any of us in the program." Even me and Kiba..she added mentally.

Ino growled slightly subconsciously, even though it'd been awhile since she was with him, she didn't like other people touching her first love. "So what?"

Smirking, Sakura twisted a strand of hair in her fingers, it had worked, Ino was now provoked, hook, line, and sinker. "Well nothing really, it's just with them being all buddy buddy with each other it kind of leaves us sophomores in the dirt, so we've got to step our games up, seeing how Hinata and Sasuke have a thing going on now."

The bell rang and she grit her white teeth at the entire reply, no one was leaving Ino Yamanaka behind in the dirt next to Sakura Haruno.

"Kay, see you later." Ino glanced at herself once more in the mirror before walking off.

She searched the entire hallway for a few minutes before finally finding who she was looking for, his tan skin seemingly irresistible. He was alone at his locker, perfect.

"Hey Naruto." He shut his locker door, slightly surprised to find her greeting him so kindly, "Uh, Ino?"

She got up on the tips of her toes, placed both hands on each of his shoulders, and kissed him. Had she been any other girl, he might not've kissed back, but she was fucking Ino Yamanaka for Ramen's sake! He didn't even care if he got in trouble for PDA, this was Ino. The bell rung, affirming their inevitable tardiness to class. She finally pulled away, a string of thin saliva connecting them, "You like me don't you?"

Naruto wished he had been out of that makeout daze to understand a word, instead he just nodded. "Good, pick me up at nine and don't keep me waiting." she winked before walking off to class.


"Are you doing anything over winter break?"

Temari looked up from cleaning her trumpet, "Kinda."

He grimaced, Shikamaru was looking forward to two whole weeks of smoking, sleeping, and kissing. "What plans do you have?"

"I'm visiting my family in Egypt.." she said a little quietly.

His ears twitched, "What?" He knew she was some sort of middle eastern, but why Egypt? And why now?

Temari looked down, she didn't want to leave him. "Yeah," she laughed a bit, "The first thing my grandmother's going to do is scold me for all these piercings."

Her granny would have every right to, no one needed their entire ear pierced, some rod in between her cartilage, size four gauges, and a septum piercing. He wondered what they would say about her makeup and lifestyle, was that a sin in her religion? Would they force her to wear a hijab and stay with them?

"Don't worry, I'll be back by January." She brought him out of his thoughts.

What a great way to ring in the New Year, he mused, alone.


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