Saturday 29/4/15 – three days until holiday from hell

Naruto and Sasuke came over today; I didn't say anything much but 'I hate you' and 'do you want cake?' all day. Sasuke sighed, and left early, him being the main one who got the brunt of my hating-ness. Naruto smiled weakly as he stormed off. "He's like that." He says. "He and his brother get on just as badly as him and Gaara." I go pale. Gaara doesn't know I'm leaving. I'll tell him tomorrow. I mean, he knows about the whole make-over thing, but not about the LEAVING part…

"I know, he and his brother aren't exactly friends, but I wish he wouldn't use me to make him jealous. I don't like the haircut and I hate the bloody make-up! I feel like there's and extra inch to my face all of a sudden." I say lamely.

Naruto sighed. "When he thinks he gets ahead of his brother he's not afraid to risk relationships, he'll do anything for a chance to prove himself better."

I smile sadly at the experiences that lie behind Naruto's words, I have a feeling that came from the heart. "Hopefully he'll see there are more important things then showing your brother up."
"Only if his brother learns that first." Naruto said bitterly, then sighed. "Look, past them arguing, this'll be fun, I didn't want him to turn it into another scheme to make his brother annoyed, but he did, and I'm just glad your coming, it wouldn't of been fun without you anyway. Sasuke won't say this so 'Thanks'."

I smile at him, knowing he wants to catch up with the angry Sasuke. I pat his shoulder. "Thanks too, I'm sure it won't be that bad anyway, Sasuke'll probably forget all about his brother anyway." I say, yes, I was lying. As if, but Naruto can use some reassurance.

"Bye Sora!" Naruto waves and ran out the door.

I smiled weakly. I wonder if Sasuke knows how much Naruto loves him. I swear, if he ever hurts one hair on his stupid big blonde head I will do more then never speak to him again, I will stab him with my stiletto boots.

I better tell Gaara about my 'Holiday' so I'm off to his place.

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6:09

Gaara took it …quietly… I'm worried.

We walked around the lake, it's cold today, so I wrapped up in the layers for autumn. "So Gaara, good news or bad news?" I ask.

"Er, good."

"No news is good news, and there is no news here so technically-"

"There's nothing good?"

"…No, not necessarily- ok, yeah. There's nothing good." I sigh. "Bad news? I'm off next week, with Sasuke and Naruto, on the Holiday from Hell, that's why I have all this stupid new haircut and everything. Besides the boots… their not stupid… anyway, point being I'll be gone until Saturday before school."

Gaara digested this quietly. Then nodded. We sat down on the bench on the opposite side to the swing on the Lake-side.

Gaara turned and lifted my chin up. "You wore the earrings." He stated.

I blushed, not knowing why. "Yeah, they're wonderful."

He smiled, still not letting go of my chin. I look around and smile back "Um-" I start. He shakes his head and let's go of my chin, still smiling, I shrug look out over the lake. There is a lot of smiling going on today. "Soon it'll freeze… then we can skate!" I say enthusiastically.

"Um, I don't skate." He replied.

"Yes, yes. That's the fun part." I tell him.

"Wait- no, no! I am NOT ice-skating!"

"Oh, we'll see. You just keep thinking that for now." I wave at hand lazily at him, he glares. I grin, once again my gaze falls over the lake. "Wonder what'll happen with debating…We verse the Waves next, from another COUNTRY! I'm not sure if we're travelling there or they're travelling to us, but I reckon we're done for…" I say, then realize Gaara hates the subject of Debating and it wasn't probably a good decision.

Gaara shrugs, to my relief. "I don't care. It'd your team." He says dismissively.

I shrug too. "I guess… Hey, are you staying in school or leaving this year?"

He shrugs again. Great he's gone into 'four word answer' mode, I quickly hide a scowl. "I don't know, we'll see." Ok, FIVE word answer mode.

"I am for sure. I need my HSC results." I say firmly.

"How are you going to manage year eleven and twelve?"

"Why would I have any problem? By next year some people will be out of the house and off to work at McDonalds or whatever they're destined to do, living on their own, I should be fine. Nobody's gonna pry into my business."

"I wouldn't be so sure…" Gaara said, looking at me with an eyebrow raised. "You thought your 16th would fix everything?"

I scowl at him. "I'm old enough to be home alone."

"Yes, whatever, just, I don't know… it might be harder then you think."

"Yeah, and the tree we're sitting under MIGHT collapse. What are we still doing here then?" I snap.

He shrugs. "Because being in the shade is better then sunburn."

This brought me back to reality, and my anger melted away. I blush at my rashness. "Sorry for getting annoyed…" I say slowly. "But I had dreams of independence, not having to worry about hiding anymore. Being visible…"

"You're perfectly visible, I see you."

I roll my eyes. "We've had this conversation. You say it's not my fault. "

"Yep." He said simply, his eyes not leaving the still surface of the lake.

I sigh. "Whatever…" I join him in looking over the lake, autumn sunlight glistening over the glossy surface, a chill wind passing through the Pine's surrounding the water.

"What do you want to be once you get out of school?" I ask.

He shrugs. "I don't know."

"Me neither. I hear everyone talking about their plans and I realize I have none." I say sadly, our eyes still don't leave the lake. "I guess I'm just trying to complete school."
"Most people aim for that too." He replied blandly. I roll my eyes, and shove him lightly.

"I am trying to pour my heart out here!" I say dramatically.

"Please don't, I dislike cleaning."

I glare angrily and scoop up a handful of autumn coloured leaves and shove them down the back of his shirt. They are cold and still half frozen from the frost.

He nearly falls of the bench, I stop to laugh before running for my warmth, I don't like cold close-to-frozen leaves. Managing to drag myself up the hill I stop to collapse under a Pine and laugh at the look on Gaara's face.

Then he did the intelligent thing… he shook the tree, a whole lot of pine needles came raining down into my open-with-laughing mouth, I stop giggling strait away and start spluttering.

"EEWWW! THERE WAS A BUG IN THAT!" I Yell. Gaara grins, the equivalent to a mad laughing fit in our language. You know, when he actually LAUGHS I reckon it'd be the equivalent of a mental breakdown.

Once I finish spitting out pine needles and bark and gross stuff, I stand and dust myself with what dignity I have left. "I need hot chocolate." I sniff in a mock-posh way, and click my fingers. "Come, Watson!" Gaara gives me a weird look and follows anyway.

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30/4/15 – Two days until holiday from hell

Bored and worried. Nervous and Angry. Anticipating and Depressed. All of them besides the last one are due to holiday from hell. The last one is PMS. Not sure which one is the worst. Naruto wants to come over later, I said whatever. He said 'YAY!' and 'Is there anymore cake left?' I said there's so much you could swim in it. He said he's getting in the car now, and I should start filling the pool. Wonder what he'll say when he hears it was Metaphoric, not literal.

Oh well, should be entertaining.

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5:13

Naruto was crushed when he realized there was no pool full of cake, but instead we had karaoke and I showed him the wonders of Mario Party. I swear, all the good games where made 10 years ago, the ones nowadays are crap. GO SPYRO! Anyway, once again I found myself in the FMSP on the floor, except this was Naruto's first time in the FMSP.

"Ahh… this is horrible… what did you call it again?" He groans.

"Fat Man Starfish Position…" I reply lazily.

"Fair enough…"

"Two day's until le Holiday…" I sigh.

"Yeah," he responds. "And you hair looks the same already. I don't see why Sasuke wants to use you to make Itachi jealous. I get the feeling it'll ruin everything."

"Me too. Except I'm in the middle of it."

"Have fun with that."
I attempt to roll over "Ah! I moved…eeh... remind me never to do that again…" I hold my stomach dramatically. "Also remind me never to let you pick the cake! Wait… I've already told Gaara to do that… damnit! He didn't do it!"
"Wha?" Naruto asks groggily, sounding really fat-man-ish.

"You know, you're really good at this whole FMSP thing… you're already a natural."

"Thank you?" he says, confused.

We lie there for a long while, occasionally talking, usually complaining, and certainly hurting. I swear they must have chosen the richest cakes there are. One piece makes you want more but two is just enough to start you feeling sick and then you eat more b'coz your bored and it all goes downhill from there…

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