Monday 5/2/15
I avoided them (them being Sasuke and Naruto) all day. I came to rollcall late, and hid up the back and in crowds all day.
I feel so proud! YAY! No harm came to Sorano!
Yet….
Well, there was a close call on the way to Visual Arts, when Sasuke yelled "Sorano!" and I just pretended I could hear him and kept walking.
Gaara kept on giving me queer looks because I was so nervous and couldn't keep still, all he said all day was 'sorry about Temari and Kankuro.'
I just nodded and kept shifting uneasily, occasionally lifting my gaze to Naruto or Sasuke.
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4:30
Damnit. I forgot something.
What about work today? They saw me at school! I have to go!
I shall camp out in the Bat-mobile (A.k.a, van). Nobody could find me there!
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8:30
Plan HIBM (hide-in-bat-mobile) worked quiet well, was a close call when I dived behind a stack of corn-starch to avoid Sasuke, but besides that I got away quite well.
Very tired after hard day of avoiding the two people whose last names (unfortunately) being with U.
Going to bed. Plan to go to rollcall tomorrow and then just bolt out the door.
Wish me luck!
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Tuesday 6/2/15
I missed the bus today, stupid Pam, I really do hope she gets cancer and dies. And as I walked along the road, the car who I now know is Temari's splashed me. AGAIN. I swear these puddles DON'T dry up.
Anyway, she knows me now, and backed up and was like 'Oh my god! Im sorry- I didn't mean to- god, are you walking all the way to school!?"
I nod, and say not to worry about my cloths, it's not unnatural.
Then she said it. "Why doesn't your mother take you?"
I love Gaara. I truly do. I plan to marry him. "Do you want a lift?" he asked abruptly.
I smile at him in thanks, and looked back out the window, Temari jumped at this idea. "Yes, hop in! We can take you!"
I sigh, well, I'll just deal with it. I hop in the car, putting my bag on the car flor and sitting next to Gaara.
I have never been at school so early, Gaara and I head out while Kankuro and Temari are welcomed by their group.
We are sad. And rejected. And invisible.
I sigh. "Well, I'm glad they found friends."
Gaara raised an eyebrow, I smile at him. "I haven't had any friends since…erm… 3rd grade I think, and then my friend moved away in 4th grade and I became invisible."
He is still silent, but it's the question silent, I can tell now.
"Invisible, nobody ever notices me."
As if on cue, a year nine group pushes through and im nearly run over, a few stop and looked wide eyed as if to say 'oh, I missed you'.
I get up, rubbing my head and glaring at them. I see a small grin twitch at Gaara's lips. I sigh. "At least you think it's funny."
I stop at my locker and open it, checking the timetable in the door.
English
Science
Math
Electives
PE
Biology
"We have English first." I tell him, grabbing my books.
We move onto his locker, were he gets his books, then the bells rings, and we head off in different direction to our rollcalls.
I was first in, surprisingly.
Then Sasuke walked in, he scanned the room, one, then on the second one he noticed me in the corner reading. I tried to sink into the wall, and become more invisible, but he opened his mouth and was about to walk towards me when more kids came in.
Naruto was away today. I think he's got the flu.
Well, according to Sasuke he has, everyone looked at him weird when he knew that small piece of information, and I saw his eyes flick to me when I snorted at their ignorance, but I shut up fast. Nobody else knew about him and Naruto.
English was nice, Iruka sat and talked. He talks a lot. It's quite relaxing to listen to his rambling.
Mmm… Iruka's rambling….
Got that sounds suss.
At the end of class Iruka got our attention. "Debating starts soon, I want to get a team together to verse other high-schools, as the top class-"
Somebody laughed. "And the nerds!" they yelled, the class chuckled.
Iruka rolled his eyes "-anyway, as the top class I expect some of you to try out. I'll ask again tomorrow when I have you- erm…" he checked his timetable. "Last period."
We packed up as the bell rang, and headed off the science.
Gaara did something very strange in science. A while ago out ICPP (in class prac project) was too construct a device that would run off lemon batteries.
I hate lemons. I hate them!
Anyway, I'm with Gaara, he is great at this stuff! I had sorta stuffed up with the electricity stuff a while back (there was a minor explosion and Gaara had saved me from being bald) so he had just left me to start construction on the lemon batteries. I hate lemons.
I cut the lemons and stuck a wire in a little two viciously, because he was having all the fun with the stuff you can make sparks with.
I wasn't looking and I squirted lemon juice into my eye, I let out a small scream and stumbled backwards over a chair and then tripped over gaara's bag to land half-way over kakashi's table. Which he happened to be sitting at.
I wiped my eyes and swore loudly, as I opened them I came face to face with a very weirded-out Kakashi-sensei.
"Erm… im sorry! I- I was, erm, looking after the lemons, and they exploded and it wasn't- erm…"
I slide off the desk and land on the floor with a bang, I look around as a few students turn, others don't notice the spectacle that was me.
I guess being invisible does pay off sometimes. Kakashi-sensei helped me up, and sighed, taking me back to Gaara, who looked at my dryly.
"Look after your partner next time Gaara." He told him, and left.
Gaara stood for a moment, the turned abruptly back to his contructing of complicated things.
I hung my head. "I'm sorry. I'm not very good with much." I say sadly.
He was shaking; I looked at him weird, and went around him to look at his face. And I almost cried for help, thinking something was seriously wrong.
He was laughing.
"Gaara-" I start.
He had to put down his complicated work, and sit on the table because he was laughing so hard.
"You are so unco-" he said in-between mad laughing sessions.
I blink, and then flush red. "I- it was an accident-"
He chuckled more, and rubbed his temples. "Don't worry. I just though you might be able to handle making lemon batteries."
"I can make bloody-" I start angrily.
He waved a hand in dismissal. "Then get to work."
I mutter angry things under my breath, but really I was really happy. He had laughed. My painful incident with the lemons had made him laugh.
I hate lemons.
I will never eat another lemon EVER AGAIN.
God, you know, at this rate in vowing not to eat various things, I will be vegan by the time I'm out of school.
At break we went our usual separate ways, I dunno where Gaara goes, I guess he has his own loner-bench. I love my loner-bench. It has sat by me- well, I've sat ON it, and it hasn't complained for my whole high-school existence. If existence you can call it without over-doing things.
Math is horrible as usual, I scrape though it, and have a ton of h/w to complete over night.
Art saves my sanity. We are working on a painting each, mine is going to be a bridge. I like bridges. They represent safeness for me. And trust. Like trusting somebody to carry you across dangerous waters, people trust bridges to do the same.
Im doing the coat of white paint now, its not that interesting.
Shikamaru is painting the sky. Sasuke hasn't said anything about what he'll paint, at a few occasions he's glanced my way.
I think he is still trying to corner me over the peaches incident. God, I have made it this far! Don't let him catch me now!
Hinata is painting a beautiful abstract painting. When I look at it I see flowers. But as I heard another student exclaim when he looks at it he sees balloons. I don't know.
The rest of the school day is boring. I get the bus home. As usual.
Now I'm arranging my plan of action for today. I'm not sure if hiding in the bat-mobile will work.
Oh well, Naruto is apparently sick, so hopefully Sasuke won't do anything.
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10:56
Nothing. Sasuke wasn't even there, I was asked to deliver a crate of peaches today. I couldn't touch them so I made an excuse of being allergic to the fuzzy stuff on them, and made another worker carry them.
God I'm mean.
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