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"There are so many!" I groaned. I was not allowed to go home until I chose a club to belong to, so says Ino.

"Oh just pick one, it's not as if you really have to go," Ino sighed, inspecting her nails. My head snapped up.

"Really?" I asked excitedly.

"No,"

I sighed, flipping through the pamphlets. The class was emptied a few hours ago; it was just me and Ino.

"What club are you in?" I asked curiously.

"The Beauty Club," She said proudly. I choked on my laughter.

"The what?" I laughed. She glared at me.

"The Beauty Club." She repeated. I decided not to ask again, judging by her expression.

"So... what do you do in this Beauty Club?" I asked slowly, not willing to make her any angrier despite how very tempting it was.

"We beautify ourselves." She said a matter-of-factly, "We paint nails and do our hair and make-up and..."

"Wow," I breathed, shocked a school even approved of such a club.

"Awesome isn't it!" She exclaimed. I patronized her and nodded. My eyes caught sight of one particular pamphlet.

"How about this? The baking club, it's twice a week. On Wednesdays and Fridays, it looks fun!" I smiled, silently reading the rest of the details.

"Ew," Ino scrunched up her nose. I stood up from my chair, holding the pamphlet.

"It's Wednesday today; they'll be in the kitchen how right?" I asked, still looking at the pamphlet.

"Uh huh, so?"

"I think I've found the club I'm going to join," I smiled. Ino shook her head sadly.

"Fine go, I expect something nice to eat every week, don't kill me." She waved her hand in the air. I grinned, letting myself out of the classroom. As the brochure Mother had showed me portrayed, the school was indeed big. In fact, it was huge. I walked through countless of hallways until I decided I was lost. I paused in front of the hall, if I was correct; I was just about in the middle of the school. There were sharp sounds of wooden swords clashing coming from inside. I walked over to the door and grinned. It was the Kendo Club; I remember seeing it in the many pamphlets Ino got for me.

I peered into the hall to see a whole lot of boys clad in Kendo suits, wielding long wooden swords. I thought it was an awfully manly sport. I spotted the Hyuuga guy I was talking to during free period, so he's in Kendo. He seemed to realize I was staring at me, for he turned slightly to glace at me. I waved. He said something to his friend and began to walk over to me.

"Hello!" I chirped.

"You're not supposed to be watching us practise." He said, ignoring my salutation. His face was indifferent.

"Oh... Sorry, I didn't know," I smiled, a little taken back, "You look nice in that suit thing."

I turned to resume my hunt for the kitchen.

"Haruno," I heard him say. I turned and tilted my head.

"Do you need something?" he asked his face still indifferent. How does one go about being so serious?

"I was looking for the kitchen, strange I ended up here." I laughed. He closed the door behind him and walked in front of me. I stood there, a bit confused.

"I'll take you there," he said, simply.

"Oh! You don't have to; I can find it by myself." I gasped, catching up with him. He ignored me.

"Thank you," I said quickly. He was tall; I only came up to his nose. He walked in long strides, his eyes very focused.

"You are joining the Baking Club?" he asked suddenly, not looking at me once.

"Yeah, it looks interesting," I smiled at the pamphlet. He did not talk to me after that and we continued to walk in silence. I thought he was really nice for bringing me to the kitchen, but it was strange the way he was so quiet. Was he always like this? I should ask Ino about it. We stopped in front of a room that was emitting a delicious scent.

"Thank you," I said again, "I'll see you around!" I said to his turned back. I proceeded to open that door but stopped when he spoke.

"I'll hold you to that,"

I smiled and let myself in.

"Hi, I'd like to join the Baking Club?" I asked uneasily, looking around the kitchen. There were about eight tables with their own individual oven and all the appliances needed. It was quite a sight. Every table had two students working, all expect one. It was Hinata.

"You must be new," the teacher smiled, "I'm Kurenai-sensei, grab an apron and join us. You can partner with Hinata, we're making cookies."

That was easy, I thought. I took an apron from the cupboard and pulled it on. The girl with bangs came up to me and smiled.

"H-hello, you're w-working with m-me,"

"Please help me; I'm completely new to this." I smiled back. She nodded quickly, taking me to our table. I liked her almost immediately.

"D-did my cousin b-bring you h-here?"

"I'm home!" I announced, kicking off my shoes and arranging them neatly by the side.

"How was the first day?" I heard mother ask, she was watching television.

"It was... nice," I hesitated.

"That's good," she replied. I made my way upstairs, removing my tie on the way. It was nice. I made new friends, joined a club, made some edible cookies.

What wouldn't be nice about that?

I met Ino the next morning and let her try the cookies I made the previous day after reheating them in the oven.

"They're good," she munched, "Are you trying to make me fat?"

I laughed, shaking my head.

"Was it fun?" Ino asked, taking another cookie.

"What was?"

"The Club, obviously,"

"Oh, it was. Hinata is an awesome baker,"

"Hinata?"

"Yup, she's really nice you know."

"It's a bit annoying to talk to her, she keeps stammering."

"That's because she knows you're always thinking bad of her,"

"Did she say that?"

"Nope, I did."

"Whatever,"

I was quite proud of myself for remembering where the classroom was. Taking my seat, I doodled on my note pad while waiting for the teacher. Apparently we were having Biology first; the teacher had frighteningly long, white hair. He spoke really loudly and had most exaggerated expressions. I liked Jiraiya-sensei.

"We are going to work in partners today, so everyone! Partner up!" He announced. I glanced at Ino but she was with Shikamaru. I saw her mouth a 'sorry' and she made a face at her partner after that.

"You must be new," The teacher said over my head. I ducked. He burst into a roaring laughter.

"You and Uchiha," he nodded, pointing at Uchiha Sasuke. I took one look at his face and saw the displeasure of being my partner. I sat down next to the Uchiha and kept silent. I decided I wasn't going to say anything until he did. But for the entire hour, he didn't even snort. He worked quickly and efficiently, it was almost as if he was ignoring my being there. I worked on my own, glancing around the class once in a while. I saw Ino hit Shikamaru hard on his head; Hinata seemed to be helping the boy named Kiba. Everyone was talking, everyone except us.

"The answer for this one would have to be protein am I right?" I asked my partner cheerfully. He didn't even spare me a glance, neither did he say anything. Instead he pushed his perfectly crisp worksheet at me and got up to leave the classroom. I was offended, but oddly intrigued. I took his worksheet and read through it. I knew all the answers as my old school was one topic ahead, he had gotten all of them right. Looks like he didn't have a partner because he just didn't need one. Finishing off my worksheet, I handed in his with mine.

"How's the Uchiha?" Jiraiya-sensei asked me.

"He's nice," I lied, smiling.

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