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Music, Ballet and All of the Above

Chapter 10

Wake-up Calls and Feeling Better

I crushed my damp pillow over my head. It was damp from my tears. It has been four days since I saw anyone from school. I couldn't go back. What if I saw him with her? That's what she always wanted. She has waited for it since grade school. Sakura would get Sasuke just like she got everything else. Sighing, I sat up in bed. I rubbed my eyes trying to clean off some of the mess crying left on my face.

"Oh good, you're up." Isy walked into my room with a smile and a tray of food. There was everything from fluffy pancakes covered in syrup to simple buttered toast. It didn't feel good to be up … not for me at least. She placed the tray in front of me and sat on the edge of my bed. Her eyes stared at me intently. I blinked my overly red and puffy eyes down at my breakfast. Was this a bribe to get me to go to school?

"What do you want from me?" I asked, picking up the fork. I poked the pancakes. They were as fluffy as they looked.

"I want you to go to school today." She stood up from my bed and opened my closet. She rummaged through my clothes until she picked out a plain purple t-shirt and a pair of jeans.

"I'm not going." I started cutting up the pancakes. They didn't have to go to waste.

"Well then, no pancakes." Isy took the tray from my lap before I could blink. I glared up at her. She couldn't make me do anything. "We can do this the hard way, Hina."

"Really?" I was tempting fate. A mad Isy was never pretty, and like Hanabi, she knows how to make people do what she wants them to do. Basically me and Neji are the normal ones, while they're more persuasive and evil.

"Neji!" Neji?! Neji walked in, dressed and ready for school. Without any comment or even a look at me, he pulled back my bed's covers and stuck his fingers underneath the mattress. In a swift upward movement of his arms, he flipped the mattress over. I fell to the floor with my sheets. He frowned as he walked over to me and threw me over his shoulder.

"NEJI?!! PUT ME DOWN!" I screamed and punched at his back. I kicked my feet thinking I might get lucky and kick him in the face. He would drop me if I did that, but my feet never made contact with his face. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Hanabi run into the bathroom. The shower was started. Oh … so this was a group effort? A group effort to get me out of the house. I tried one last kick with my left foot, and this time I felt the contact. Neji threw me down in the shower as gently as he could. I was going to have a bruise on my butt anyway. I looked up to give him a death glare and saw he was bleeding. Red blood trickled down from both nostrils. I did kick him in the face, but he still didn't drop me? Were they really that determined to get me to school?

"Hinata! Go to school. It's only a half day. You have the recital tomorrow," Neji said. His voice was cold and demanding. He only sounded that way when he was really mad or frustrated with something, and that something must have been me. He wiped away some of the blood with the back of his hand. Looking down at his shirt I heard him mutter "great, now I have to change my shirt." under his breath.

I sat by the drain of the shower, allowing the water to pour down on me. My pajamas were soaked in minutes. Half day? That's what Neji said, so … then all of my classes would be half the time they would be originally. Maybe today would be a good day to go to school. Standing up, I pulled off my wet clothes, and took a real shower. I was going to school today!

"Was that so hard?" Isy asked. She was driving the car out of our driveway. I rolled my eyes and stared out the window. Without warning I felt Hanabi's arm wrap around mine. She was trying to comfort me, and unlike the days before ... it was finally working. Leaning over I rested my head on hers. Hanabi was a good pillow which was very useful in a little sister, despite her almost demonic qualities sometimes.

We pulled into the school parking lot earlier than usual. After stepping out of the car, my eyes scanned the area, looking for a certain two-wheeled object. My white eyes locked on Sasuke's motorcycle. He was here today. … stupid, why wouldn't he be? I took a deep breath and started walking to the front steps. Neji didn't wait for me after the car stopped. It was like he was late for something, or maybe he was mad at me. I did kick him in the face after all. I would be mad too.

This felt like the whole red paint incident. Everyone was staring at me. Sakura probably took care of the spreading of the juicy gossip about it. Maybe she threw in parts about how the reason I wasn't in school was because I was too scared to see her with Sasuke, or whatever her obnoxious pink head could come up with. Truthfully the only thing I didn't want to face was Sasuke. I hurt him, even though it wasn't my fault.

I turned down the hallway towards my locker. I was so far behind. I shoved as many books as I could into my bag before I heard a voice call out my name.

"Hina!" It was Temari. She tackled me into a hug. "Why didn't you return my and Tenten's calls?" she pulled away and gave me a stern look.

"I didn't want to talk about it yet." My eyes fell to the floor. I should have called them. I'm a terrible friend. "I'm sorry," I apologized.

"Hina. It's fine, we were just worried." I glanced up to see Temari smiling. "We missed you. Are you okay?"

"I missed you guys too, and … yeah, I think so. But maybe that's because I haven't seen him yet," I admitted. Seeing him might make me want to run back home and hide again.

"Don't worry. He won't come near you." She smirked, showing all of her white teeth. It was her evil smirk. What did she do? And Tenten? What did she do?

"What did you guys do?" I blurted out. Please tell me that they didn't hurt him.

"I gave him the good old one-two." Her smirk grew wider.

"WHY? HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! IT WAS ME!" I screamed and walked away down the hallway without looking back. He didn't do anything wrong. It was all me. I was the stupid one. Sasuke didn't deserve punishment for nothing. Ignoring the homeroom bell I ran to Isy's classroom. I was ready to talk and maybe she would understand if I told her everything.

I sat in one of the chairs in the band room and explained as much as I could to Isy. Every so often through my story she would nodded in either agreement or understanding. She finally knew the truth.

"Oh, honey, why didn't you tell me earlier," she asked, pulling me into a tight hug.

"I was embarrassed," I mumbled into her shoulder.

"Hina, he is the one making the mistakes now. Go to first period and sit down. Show him what he's missing. Because I know he is missing you." I stood and nodded. Isy was always good at giving advice.

Listening to her, I did what she said. I went to class. Math class was first as usual. He didn't show up. Next … English. He was there, but I only looked at him that one time, to see if he was there. I didn't want to give off the vibe that I was the sorry loser that needed him …. Even though I felt like I did need him.

"Hinata? You're back?" Sakura turned around in her seat and faced me. She smiled fakely.

"Yes, I am," I replied. I opened my notebook, getting myself ready for taking notes.

"Were you sick?"

"Yes Sakura, I was, but I don't see how that is any business of yours." I smirked at her lightly and leaned down and grabbed my bag. My hand reached in and dug around for the pen I needed. I couldn't find it.

"Hyuuga," Sasuke said my name. I glanced up to see his hand outstretched holding the pen I was looking for. His head was turned away but his eyes were still watching me. I dropped my bag on the floor and took the pen from him.

"Thank you," I mumbled and turned back to my notebook. Without thinking I looked up, hoping his eyes turned away, but they didn't. He was still looking. "Do you want something Uchiha-san?" I asked. If he just left without me explaining, why does he think skipping math class and staring at me in English will help anything?

"…Hn." …So he doesn't want something? …fine.

"Good." I glared at him, something I hadn't imagined I would ever want or have the nerve to do. He glared back and focused on what Naruto was trying to say to him, which was a first.

"Trouble in paradise?" Sakura's voice annoyed me more than usual. I locked onto her snotty gaze and shot her the best death glare I could muster. Compliments of Neji, since he helped me practice them. I wanted to punch her, I really did. Was I willing to risk suspension, possible expulsion just to get the pleasure of beating her up? My recital is tomorrow … would Isy make me not perform if I punched her? Or would she make me perform because I don't want to perform? Her punishments are crazy!

"At least I had some paradise. What did you ever have Sakura?" Snap … snap ….. SNAP!!!! I slammed my books closed and walked out of the room. I prized the look on her face. It would be ever-lasting in my memory… complete shock, horror, and hate.

I threw my bag down at our usual lunch table. Neither of them have shown up yet and I skipped science, so I didn't see Sasuke or Temari. Was she mad at me because I yelled at her? I didn't think they would hurt him … well if he cheated on me or something then yeah, I could see it, but they didn't ask beforehand.

"Are you going to yell at me again?" Temari asked slamming down her food tray.

"No, but .. How much did you hurt him?" I didn't see anything black or blue on his face in English, so it couldn't have been that bad.

"Tenten wouldn't let me punch him, but she was yelling and slapped him." She took a bite of her sandwich and I slumped my shoulders. At least that wasn't that bad … it could have been worse. "What happened?" Her mouth was still full of sandwich as she asked.

"Kabuto attacked me and kissed me and Sasuke saw … and he thought …" Some tears rolled down my face and I stopped talking. I couldn't explain it anymore. It felt like I was reliving it. When I told Isy I was still mad, thinking Temari and Tenten beat up the boy I loved only days ago for no reason. My anger got me through it without any tears.

"Hina .. Don't cry." Tenten came from behind me and hugged me. I leaned into her hug, soaking up all the affection.

"Sasuke is an idiot to think you would do that." Temari threw her sandwich down on her plate in disgust. "You deserve so much better. Who needs him?!" Yeah … yeah! Temari was right! Who needs him!?! I certainly don't! I have a recital tomorrow and I'm going to be amazing! A broken heart will never stop the performance! The show must go on! I smiled brightly at my friends and asked them what I missed.

"OMG! So Sakura was telling everyone how Sasuke dumped you," Tenten started saying.

"She held me back from beating her to a pulp," Temari added.

"Anyway…" The brunette glared playfully at the blonde and continued. "Karin and her crew came out of nowhere and started dissing her. It was amazing! Are you even friends with Karin?"

"I didn't think so, but I guess we are in a way." I smiled and looked over at Karin's table. She was arguing loudly with a silver-haired boy. He was flashing his pointy teeth at her in an amused grin. After a thirty second glare her expression softened and she smiled. She turned to face me, almost knowing that I was looking at her. I nodded a thank you. With a smile she nodded back. We had an understanding.

"I have to go to my locker. See you both after school?" I asked. I needed my history book from my locker. It will be maybe the third time I've went to the class this year, so far.

"Yeah, in the parking lot," Tenten said, and Temari nodded in agreement. As I stood I felt someone behind me. I turned and wasn't surprised to see who it was.

"What the hell do you want, Suckera?!" Temari sneered.

"Is someone talking to me?" she asked her blonde friend. "I'm sorry I don't understand loser!" she smirked evilly down at my friends.

"Then let me educate you with my fist!" Temari balled her hand into a fist and stood up. Tenten pulled her back down before she could lunge at the pink-haired witch.

"Well, anyway, Hinata I just wanted to tell you that I wish you luck tomorrow at your recital. Unfortunately I can't make it."

"You weren't invited," I said. Why would I want Sakura there? How did she even know about it?

"Do you want to know why?" she leaned towards me and whispered. She tried to fake the sincere look on her face.

"Not really." I narrowed my eyes. But she is going to tell me anyway.

"I have a date with Sasuke," she said dreamily. "Which means he won't be there either. Like he'd be caught with a loser like you." Loser like me? He dated a loser like me. A pure surge of anger rushed through my veins. It was stronger than what I felt in English, so I didn't really had time to control it. … my hand made a fist and I pulled my arm back. Before I knew it my fist had punched her right in the eye. She yelled in pain as she fell back onto the cafeteria floor. …oops. I did it again. I giggled to myself and walked out. That felt good. My giggles turned into full-blown laughter by the time I found my locker.

"Are you crazy?" Sasuke's voice came out of nowhere. I looked to the left and there he stood. His dark hair was messier than usual and his eyes had dark circles underneath them. Did he not sleep? Why didn't I notice it before?

"Why do you care?" I sneered, turning the combination lock to the first and second numbers.

"You can get expelled for punching her!" he yelled. He was yelling at me?! He had the nerve to yell at me?! After everything!!! How he just walked out without any explanation?!

"Again! I ask, why do you care?!" I turned my eyes away. I couldn't look at him. I could end up doing something stupid if I do. I turned the lock again to the third number. I reached in and pulled out the book I needed. He still didn't answer. Is that his way of saying he didn't care?

"What about the recital tomorrow?!" He ignored the question. Wow! Great subject change!

"What about the recital?!" I yelled and turned to look at him. He decides to throw the fact that I have a recital tomorrow in my face. The very same recital that he was supposed to be playing the piano for. The one he's skipping without telling Natasha or anyone else, just to go on a date with a bitch who doesn't know the difference between ballet and tap. I slammed my locker closed and glared up into his onyx eyes. He wasn't going to ruin my show.

"It apparently means nothing to you anyway, since you would just skip it to go on a date with your new bitch girlfriend! At least have the decency to call Natasha and tell her you have a previous engagement. Don't make a group of ballet dancers suffer because YOU HATE ME! and I'm sorry that you hate me, but I have nothing else to apologize for." I slammed my locker closed and turned away. He was the one who jumped to conclusions. If he was in my position I would have at least listened to his side of the story. I frowned as I left through the closest doors I could find. Once again Sasuke didn't chase after me which was good. I said what I needed to say. It was like a weight was lifted off my chest, and it made me feel a little bit better.

End of chapter 10

hey everyone! this is chapter 10! i'm so excited about it! i thought this would be the last chapter, but it isn't. the next chapter will be though. i hope you all like it and thanks for all the reviews! 106!! AHHH! its amazing!! thanks for reading and please review!! XD