If it weren't for the fact that he actually enjoyed walking, Sasuke would've taken his bike home or, at the very least, caught the bus, but, as it stands, he'd left his bike at home under the guise that he wouldn't need it and catching the bus required him to sit and/or stand next to people he neither knew nor cared for.
That small interaction with what's-her-face seemed to have garnered the unwanted attention of nearly every female freshman in the vicinity, their boisterous whispers and scuttling shoes following him every which way.
I knew I should've ignored her, he thought sourly.
His mood had decreased significantly since he'd exited the school's main building. He would've been halfway home by now, but because he was being trailed by some of his more… active fan girls like some runaway bandit, he simply stalked around the school grounds, shoulders hunched, eyes narrowed, and lips down-turned.
They knew better than to approach him now, as a foul aura resonated from his being much like the stench of rotting flesh; yet, that didn't stop them from tailing him. He had zero intentions of being followed home; although, he was pretty sure most, if not all of them knew his home address by now. A few of them had already obtained his house number, courtesy of a blathering Naruto and a raucous Sakura - he'd ended up having to change it a few dozen times, much to Itachi's dismay - and he'd rather not be put through that sort of trouble again.
Sasuke quickened his pace, rounding a corner with a sharp turn - because Uchiha do not run from anything, especially girls - before he found himself coming face-to-face with the school's garden. His senses were immediately attacked by the heady scent of flowers, where he was instantly reminded of a loud voice, gaudy hair, and flamboyant eyes. He surveyed the area, obsidian pupils prodding the sea of flowers almost hysterically, and nearly breathed a sigh of relief when he found no sight of Ino. Kami knows, between her and Sakura (who, despite their somewhat one-sided friendship, was still a fan girl), she was the last female he ever wanted to cross paths with.
"Sasuke-kun!"
"Sasuke-kun, where are you?!"
"I saw him head for the school's garden!"
"Oh, how romantic! If only the cherry blossoms were in bloom; scoring a kiss from Sasuke-kun would be perfect!"
Sasuke opened his mouth to damn whichever girl that'd said that to hell, but remembered why he came here in the first place. He briefly wondered why they all worked cooperatively when it came to finding him when they made it clear as day that they were competing for him. He shook his head. Now wasn't the time to be trying to piece together their insanity!
"As if! There's no way Sasuke-kun would kiss someone like you, Shizu. Now stop talking nonsense and help find him before he runs off!"
"Shit," he cursed, unable to find any good hiding places. His first choice had been the greenhouse, but that would've been too obvious. Besides, he didn't want to risk being enclosed in a tight space by any of those loud, hormonal demons. So, out of sheer desperation, Sasuke dove for the largest, thickest, gaudiest bush he could find.
Which just so happened to be a rose bush.
note1: I'm in the process of cleaning out unnecessarily long author's notes. Special thanks - sirenmergirl.