A/N: Thank you so much for anamicenas and CosmicStorm14 for reviewing! Y'all are for sure the inspiration for this chapter. Please continue on reviewing! I'm having fun with this story, but I can always use more incentive to write. I have a super busy schedule coming up, but I write this when I'm procrastinating so we'll see if I update or not lmao. Again, it ends awkwardly.

I spent the next few days at the Nara compound, mostly doing boring shit. I got all my transfer paperwork done, I visited the embassy to get my school and working visa, I even got a haircut. The most difficult part of the preparations for school was the uniform. It was just atrocious. Sure, when I was getting my skirt tailored I saw plenty of girls who could really pull off the cute sailor look. I was not one of them. I looked like I was busting (pun intended) out of my button up long sleeved shirt, and the navy pleated skirt was just too short for my hips. I looked like a slutty baby, it was awful. The tailor, I think, just gave up trying to make me look socially acceptable and sent me on my way.

The day before school started, I finally moved into the dorms at school. It was a small room, intended for two people to live in, but since there weren't a lot of kids living on campus, most people were able to get their own room. I ran into that Naruto kid, you know, the one that thought that me and that idiot Shikamaru were going out? Yeah, he lives across the hall from me. He's actually not too bad of a neighbor. He always invites me out to ramen and he's really friendly, just annoying as fuck. My dad told me that he was hosting the nine tails and that's why everyone hates him. I know I'm not supposed to say anything, and I won't, but I feel like, since he's hosting a demon inside him, he should get more sympathy. Just like Gaara, he saved his village by sacrificing so much, it's totally unfair. But, since I can't just yell out that Naruto should get a break for being an idiot because there's a demon inside him, I just act as nice as I can to him, until my patience runs out. Which is quite fast, but I do put in a reasonable effort. More than most people. Like, for example, a few days ago, I saw some pink haired girl totally grill him for asking her out. Like, he wasn't even being disrespectful or nothing, he just asked her if she wanted to get ramen, just like how he'd invite me out, and then she just went full on psycho and went on and on about some Uchiha kid.

I'm not gonna lie, the day before school started, I was starting to get nervous. I didn't really recognize the emotion, but I didn't eat dinner and I couldn't fall asleep. It was really stupid and I'm embarrassed to say it. I mean, I'm Temari no Sabaku, the daughter of a powerful politician, cruelest kunoichi, total BAMF, and I was scared of meeting some crusty teenagers...unbelievable.

As I got up the morning of the first day and looked in the mirror, I thanked Kami that I had woken up early. I was an absolute nightmare to look at. If these kids were going to know who the fuck was top, I'd need to put in a tiny bit of effort with my looks. Not that I was trying to impress anyone or anything... The idiot hairdresser had cut my hair too short, so I had to stick with two low buns and my bangs (I'd like to think, tastefully) falling on my face. My face was not even worth trying to fix with makeup. There was stress acne and dark circles because of my lack of sleep. I almost punched the mirror, but I decided against it. Too expensive. I slipped on that god damn stupid uniform and left my room before something else went wrong.

When I walked down the hall, I heard Naruto snoring, and decided that, as a good friend, I should wake him up. After I knocked, I heard some crashing and yelping on the other side of the door, then the poor kid opened it, looking tired. He still had on some footie pajamas and a night cap. He yawned happily.

"Good morning, Temari." His eyes were drooping.

"School starts in ten minutes." I didn't need to beat around the bush. His eyes widened and he raced back into his room and haphazardly stripped and put on his uniform. "Should I wait? Or?"

"Shikamaru's probably outside, I'll see you in class!" I wasn't about to ask for help, I'm just not that kind of person, but I kind of wanted to wait for Naruto. I had no idea where I was going, and Shikamaru was useless, he was probably asleep, somewhere. But I nodded and left, closing the door behind me. I took a deep breath and tried to remember how to get out of the building and get to the front of the school. I just couldn't. I'm one of the most intelligent people in Suna, but I just can't piece together directions, I'm terrible at following or giving them. I'm constantly lost.

As I got out of the building, I headed towards a building that looked administrator-y enough for me to stop by and get directions. But I was pulled back by a certain lazy ass. He had the audacity to grab my fucking arm. I didn't know who it was, since he was stupidly hiding in the shadows, so I decked him in the nose. He yelped loudly.

"Oh, hey. Sorry, I didn't see you there." He kept clutching his nose, tears streaming down his face. Probably because of the location of the hit more than the intensity. "Don't go crying on me now, I sort of need directions to school. Mind taking me there? You are technically my guide, aren't you?" He nodded grimly and motioned for me to follow him. God, he was such a cry baby. I didn't hit him that hard.

We walked in god knows what direction for god knows how long, until we reached the Konoha Academy. It was a pretty campus, lots of space and plants. School kids were all over the place, dressed in the same uniform that I was in, only everyone else looked a thousand times better.

Maybe it was my own teenage self consciousness/ego but I felt everyone's gaze. I mean, it wasn't all that unrealistic if everyone was staring at me. I am a hot piece of ass, who is also mysterious and completely foreign to everyone. But I was feeling pretty awkward. I kept trying to pull my skirt down and adjusted the stupid sailor tie thing.

"Don't they make the skirts any longer?" The lazy ass asked me.

"Can it, crybaby." He rolled his eyes and kicked a pebble out of his way. I followed him inside the building, and into the front office.

"This is Temari no Sabaku, she's the new transfer student." Shikamaru said to a woman with short black hair and a pig in her arms.

"She has to meet with Tsunade and then I'll show her to her homeroom, you should head to class." I watched him leave without a second thought. I was kind of offended because I didn't want him to stay with me, but I wanted him to want to stay with me. It was a weird emotion. "Please, follow me." She took me to Tsunade, the headmistress' office. She was beautiful. "M'lady, this is Temari no Sabaku, the new transfer student." Tsunade had her head resting on her entwined fingers.

"Yes, I'm glad you made it here safe, Temari."

"Thank you, M'lady."

"I trust Nara didn't cause you any trouble." I hesitated.

"Ummm, no M'lady, everything's great." I lied.

"Great well, here is your schedule." She handed me a piece of paper with my classes and the room number. "Here in the Academy we have normal classes for the core curriculum, science, math, history, and so on. We have extra training for electives, you have signed up for weapons or wind users, and then each class is divided into three men cell groups, with people in different electives, so that every type of skill is available. These groups go out on missions every few weeks and share one sensei. You were already told all this, correct?"

"Correct."

"Well then, Shizune will lead you to your homeroom. Have a nice first day, if you need anything, feel free to schedule an appointment with me, I'd be happy to discuss it." I liked her. She was straight to the point, no nonsense, but polite. Just my style.

The woman with the pig came back and lead me to my fate, I mean, homeroom. The classroom was big and decorated with homeroom pride signs saying "Konoha 12" or "Rookie nine" whatever the hell that meant. There was an array of people there. One guy with dark glasses and some beetles in the corner, a guy with red triangle tattoos on his face and a dog, the same pink haired girl who blew Naruto off, the guy she was in lust with, the one with the birds hair, the Yamanaka girl, the lazy ass, the fat ass, some shy girl with a nice rack, some people I can't remember. Shizune whispered something to the teacher, a man with brown hair and a strange metal mask around his face, then she abandoned me.

"Listen up, class." He had a calm voice that hardly anyone heard. He repeated his words, this time with just enough of a sinister tone to get everyone's attention, along with scaring the crap out of everyone. Naruto visibly shivered. "We have a new student, all the way from Suna." I gave a wave and then wanted to retreat to a desk, preferably somewhere at the back of the room, but there were only twelve desks, and each one was taken. I looked awkwardly around, begging for someone to help me out. I looked to the teacher for help, but he was too busy starring everyone down to notice my stupid struggling. Finally, it was Ino who, at least, attempted to break the awkward silence.

"What's your name, Temari?"

"uhh.."

"What's it like in Suna?" some guy with the bushiest eye brows you've ever seen asked.

"Why is your name a children's toy?"

"Why'd you transfer?"

"How long will you be here?"

"Who are your parents?"

"What Jutsus do you know?"

"Did you hear about the political scandal in Suna? Some politician knocked this poor girl up and it caused-"

I didn't see who said that, but I sure as hell wasn't going to let him finish his thought.

"Enough! Yes, my name is Temari, Suna is terrible but it's home, I didn't give myself my name, I have no idea why it's my name. I transferred because of family issues, I'll be here at least until graduation, you wouldn't know my parents, and I use a Tessen and wind release." My burst put everyone silent in the room. I crossed my arms and tapped my foot. "Any more questions?" Somewhere in the back of my head, I knew I shouldn't have snapped at them. I was trying the whole "play it cool" thing and it backfired in like thirty seconds. Everyone was openly staring at me.

"Well, Temari, thank you for sharing." The teacher said awkwardly. He used a jutsu to make a wooden desk for me in the far corner of the room. I'd never actually seen a wood release so I was impressed. I politely thanked him, flashed a fake smile and retreated to the desk. "I'm Mr. Yamato, it's nice to meet all of you."

Homeroom was boring. The next class was boring. The one after that was boring. Once history was over and the teacher released us for lunch, I started to panic. I didn't know what to do with myself for the next hour, and I couldn't go far, or else I'd never find my way back without major embarrassment. I was the last person to leave the classroom, stalling by taking forever to pack all my shit in my bag. The teacher looked annoyed at my lagging. Back in grade school, the teacher knew that I wasn't popular and would let me stay in her room during recess, talk to her, usually read. But this teacher looked weirded out by me, she wouldn't even make eye contact.

I walked out of the classroom and followed (inconspicuously) a group of seniors who were on their way to the cafeteria. It's not like I had any money on me, I don't really know why I followed them. I could hear the racket the students were making from all the way down the hall. But once I got to the entrance, it was hushed, only whispers were exchanged and it still felt like every pair of eyes was on me. Some part of me wanted to stand on a table and scold them just like I scolded the homeroom, and another part of me wanted to bolt right out of there. I chose the latter option, the first one wasn't so prudent. In all honesty, the option I chose was only marginally better. I stood there for awhile, surveying the scene, looking for a familiar face. I saw Shikamaru and Ino and all those idiots from homeroom, and they looked back at me, but I could tell how shut off they were. And I don't blame them, not after the shit I pulled in homeroom today. I stood in the entrance like an idiot, watching everybody watch me, no, judge me. I opened and closed my mouth a few times, looking like a god damned fish probably, then fled.

I don't know where I was going and I couldn't tell you how I ended up there, but somehow, I was on the training grounds. I ran straight into some green beast and fell right on my ass. Scowling, I stood up, ready to attack this motherfucker.

"Welcome, new youth of Suna! How are you on this fine day?"

"Who the hell are you?" This guy tried to give me, what he probably thought was, a winning smile, but just made me uncomfortable.

"I'm Might Guy, Konoha's Green Beast of Prey, and you..." He gave me an animated point, making me go cross eyed, "are Temari no Sabaku of Suna. Daughter of the fourth."

"Maybe I am...how did you figure all that out?"

A new voice entered, one more bored sounding.

"he didn't, I did." A man appeared, grey hair and half masked. He threw up a peace sign. "Yoo I'm Kakashi Hatake."

"I know who you are." I responded. "But you still haven't answered my question. Tell me all that you know about me." The green guy just smiled, but Kakashi gave my words some thought.

"Well you're 16 years old, your weight is-"

"I didn't mean my stats, I meant how do you know my family."

"Doesn't everyone know your family?"

"Not in this town. They're not supposed to." I was growing irritated that this small, stupid town was so susceptible to a good political scandal. I frowned and crossed my arms.

"I wouldn't worry about it, kid." Kakashi said. "People are judging you now, but it's only because you're new. It'll die down soon."

"I'm not worried, and don't call me kid."

"Alright then, Temari. Nice meeting you." Kakashi poofed away, and the green beast was running off somewhere. For some reason, because he was so far away, it kind of looked like he was running on his hands. Weird.

When I walked back inside the building, Shikamaru was waiting for me.

"Oi, trouble. You can't run off like that, why didn't you just sit with us?"

"Stupid crybaby, don't tell me what to do. You all obviously didn't want to sit with me."

"tch." I noticed how he didn't deny it. It stung a little. I didn't exactly make a good first impression, but again, I wanted him to want me. But not because I wanted him. We walked together to advanced math class. I took the seat next to him at his insistence. This class was strange because we weren't with the rest of our homeroom, we were with a mix of people from other homerooms, too. One guy with jet black hair and purple eyes entered the room. He had a crazy look in his eye, obviously directed at me. I could tell something bad was going to happen between the two of us, but I didn't know when. I never calculated that he would make his move so soon, but just as I was thinking of ways to avoid this guy, he walked up to me and poured a forty ounce cup of soda all over me. At first, I was too shocked to move. Everyone was. But then, my eyes started stinging, I desperately groped whatever I could find to clean my eyes, but it was pretty futile. When the teacher walked in, naturally, she asked what was going on and the kid, of course, blamed the whole situation on me. I ran out of the room to find a bathroom to clean up, so I didn't know all that transpired while I was gone.

Months later, I found out that Shikamaru decked him right in the face and had to be held back by Chouji to stop fighting, and both were sent to Tsunade. Not only that, but everyone in the class took my side. They were witnesses to the "crime" and unlike in Suna, they were honest and told the teacher that I was the victim.

In the bathroom, I might have cried a little. The soda stung. My hair was even more of a mess. The stupid uniform was transparent now and I was just so stressed. Today had been so rough and I was so, so tired. I gave up with my "everything's okay" façade and cried in the privacy of the bathroom, until I heard some girls walking in. That's when I sobered up, gathered my wits and went back to the world's most awkward class.

The first day of school only met with core academic studies, not jutsus or anything. So after that class, I got to go back to the sweet privacy of the dorm. Naruto offered to take me back there, since he needed to change before his training. I changed into my Yamanaka flower shop uniform, which was just normal clothes with a green apron, but, seeing as that I had an hour before I needed to leave, I took a much needed nap.