Day after Thanksgiving :)
Arm wrestling, huh? (flashback: me winning) (all other flashbacks: me losing)
I'm not that good but I can try!!
(only flashback with a "win" :
Me: Let's do reverse arm wrestling! You pull instead of push.
Foe: Okay.
Me: (loses) Hahahaha!
Foe: What?
Me: I lost, but it's reversed, so I win!! I won!!!)
"All right, Class!" booms the deep and rather annoying voice of Gai-sensei. "I will now take…"
A few student lean in, breathless, hanging onto his every word.
"…Attendance!!!!"
"Aburame Shino…"
After attendance he beams widely to show off his white teeth. "There are four groups!" he explains, flashing another broad grin, "I've already put you in your alphabetical groups. Goal is arm wrestling!" Another show of teeth.
"Best of the team is made Captain! Captains will then challenge each other, representing the team!
Ready, set…GO!"
I'm trying not to roll my eyes. Proving to be rater difficult.
All teachers are such idiots to expect I can physically do anything but mope around.
There are three more ninja in my group;
Gaara, Ino Yamanaka, Hyuuga Neji.
Hyuuga Neji…
Heart stop breath ceases mind blank mouth dry.
Hyuuga Hinata.
Hyuuga Neji.
'Doh. I get it.
I gulp and look for an exit.
"G-Gai-sensei," I say in a rush, "I feel a - a headache. I need to go to the n - "
"Nonsense! The Dash for the Springtime of Youth shall make you feel stronger!" He flashes that freaking annoying grin.
"It - it really hurts." Time to start thinking...
Anything to get away from...
Him.
"Please?" I stare at him innocently through my bangs. "My stomach hurts, too."
"That's okaaaay!" He flashes a quick smile. "You don't need to - "
Shoot. Double Crap. This teacher is hard to convince.
I start the teary-eyes thing. It seems so easy now, so fluid.
"P-p-ple - "
Students stare at me like I'm an alien with three heads and two fingers. I see Ino whispering to another girl, a brunette, who nods vigorously back but I don't care.
I do not care.
All I want is some peace in my life. Some refuge. If I'm not granted that, then there's absolutely no way I'm staying.
"Maito!"
A clear, bossy female voice startles him and I choose this opportunity to keep crying.
When he glances back all that's left will be a puddle of tears.
"Ah. Tsunade." He bows low in recognition. "Our very own principal! You look puchritudinous today." (A/N: Pulchritudinous means beyootiful.)
She rolls her eyes, taps her foot.
Our doting sensei flashes three sparkles at once - two on each of his front teeth and one in the usual corner.
My tears overflow in disgust.
"My student here feels sick," he says to her, nodding to me.
Tsunade has her hair in two pigtails that swing as she glances over at me and gives me a once-over. "Nah. Nothing. Another faker."
What?! One look and she...Or maybe she's the fake one.
Gai-sensei nods understandingly. As if he knows anything. "Well, Hinata, you will just play for now!"
I hate this class.
Having no choice, I walk over to Neji's group.
The blond girl - Ino - is sullking.
I wonder how fast he ditched her?
I sit down warily next to the red-haired - Gaara - and try to look inconspicous. If we're arm wrestling the best bet I have is to give up immediately.
I'm not a fighter. I'd much rather be either a cheater or a giver-upper.
"You will now fight your teammates! This is hard work and needs a loyal ninja! GO!!"
Good grief. We're arm wrestling.
Ino doesn't look at us, but her expression is plain from her tone of voice, her avoidance from Neji's eye contact. "I - I'll go against G-Gaara."
Neji sighs and turns towards me.
His face...
It's tense and unrelaxed, with the eyes of someone much, much older.
This isn't just a stupid little competition for him. It's to test my skills and how well he practiced compared to me.
My posture flashes competition as well. Blood pumps. Eyes narrow.
A few seconds of just seeing me, and he wants to kill me at some dumb game?
It's on.
Yay Neji!!!
- is all I have to say :) Keep reviewing :D
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