Monopoly
NaruBaby2496
An old computer whirred heavily, and an even older receptionist, Ms. Koharu, looked at the screen with tired, small, beady black eyes, the white registration list reflecting on her tiny glasses. She used to be a board member until she got too old. Yeah, she's that old. Like, prehistoric.
PRE-pre-historic.
I don't even understand why she would rather work here, with all these rowdy, loud, rude, uncontrollable kids who don't know the meaning of 'Library' and 'Quiet Zone'. I don't care that this area isn't technically the library right now, but, I have a booming headache and I really just want to punch Kiba's head into a wall. He does not know when to shut up. He's way in the back of the line, so tell me why I can hear him and his hyena cackle when I'm more than far away enough from him?
I rolled my eyes. Kami bless the stupid people.
I stood at the front of the monstrous line, carrying one bag in each hand, and my third I'd plopped on the floor beside me. They were stuffed to ultimate fullest, and my arms begged to release. If I did that, though, all my clothes and 'delicates'—ps, why do they call them delicates? Like, I don't get it…—would tumble onto the no-doubt disgusting dark blue carpet to be unveiled to the world. My nose itched from the smell of old, moldy books mixed with the brand new leather binding of newer books.
The woman tapped the screen again, her eyes peering over the edge of her glasses. "Hm…it seems that there's no Mamakura Sharumo here, young lady."
If I had not taken that (invigorating, fabulous, plain awesome) shower this morning in my parents room, I would've just said skip this shit and walked out in a storm. However, I had about a drop or two of patience left. She was straining it to its last though, this woman was.
"That's because my name is Sakura Haruno," I said slowly, enunciating each syllable, forcing a smile when I really wanted to scream.
The woman took off her glasses, but they hung around her neck because of the pearls connected to the ends. I bet all my life's savings those are fake and possibly plastic. They don't shine right. Ms. Koharu nodded slowly, "Could you spell that for me, doll?"
I rolled my eyes, "S-A-K-U-R-A."
"Uh-huh," She mumbled, typing onto the keyboard. "Last name?"
"H-A-R-U-N-O."
She smiled. "Fafura, it's still not showing up."
A nerve, I swear I felt it, popped out on my forehead in aggravation. What did she mean she couldn't find it!? I freaking spelled it out for her. What else can I do!?
I eyed the printer paper and the pen on her desk, and a light bulb lit up above my head, though not literally, of course, because that's just weird-o. "Can I write it down on a piece of paper then, Ms. Koharu? I'm sure it would help if you could get a visual."
Opposite of what I prayed would happen, she flashed red in anger. "Can't you see I've lost my bifocals, girl!? How can I read without my bifocals!?"
I really just want to cry right now. I want to cry for her. I want to cry for myself. I just really, really, really want to cry.
"I'm sorry, really, I am. It's just that I have repeated my name at least twenty times, I have spelled it sixteen, and I am sure as the sky is blue and my hair pink—"
Her face lit up as if what I said was the magic word. "Oh, you're a Haruno girl, yes? You and your sister have the oddest hair colors, I must say. Which would you be, doll, the younger named Sakura?"
Slowly, a smile creaked up my lips, and soon, I was grinning ear to ear. It was looking like this half-hour of my time was not a complete waste! "Yes, yes, my name is Sakura!"
She laughed, typing it into the system. My happiness started fading when her smile fell into a frown. "Wow, it looks like your choices as roommates have already been taken."
FUCK IT!
How could Hinata, Ino and Kin (oh, silly me, I seem to have forgotten to mention her; she's a nice girl who works on the paper and plays the flute in band. She's my old pal from English I last year) already have roommates when I requested to room with them three months before final deadline! This woman is retarded, I swear to Kami.
"Miss," I droned, leaning on the desk and interlacing my fingers, begging, "I know that you cannot read because your bifocals are missing (she's a dumbass, they're around her neck), but I assure you that I have to have a room with either Yamanaka Ino, Hyuuga Hinata, or Tsuchi Kin. I asked to be roomed with either or them months before the deadline. There has to be some type of mistake."
She shrugged. "Sorry. The best I could do is get you a room across from Hyuuga Hinata and Yamanaka Ino."
"A singular room?!" I perked, getting off the desk quickly in excitement, forgetting that I had dumped my bags and, true to my guess, all my clothes were on the carpet. Singular rooms are as rare as diamonds here at Konoha Boarding and Preparatory. There were only two in each building. If you got one, you went down in history.
Ms. Koharu cackled like a witch. "Don't you wish, darling? It's a room with," She peered at the screen, "Kaori Karin and Haani Kaede."
My jaw dropped. There is no way in hell that I'd stay sane locked in a room with Karin and one of her cronies! I'd rather…well, not kill myself, because I'm awesome, but…I'd consider…
"Can we try co-ed?"
The lady laughed wholeheartedly. "We haven't had co-ed rooming since 1802, Sakura, doll."
She hasn't had her period since 1802.
I literally stomped to the Courtyard, steam forcing it's way to my ears. How could that woman make me room with Karin and Kaede? They are the worst, I swear!
Kaede, ugh, what could I say about Kaede…that bitch. She, the brunette from the mall yesterday, was intelligent in her own right, but what I cannot begin to even explain is the level of her kiss-ass-ity. It is annoying! And then she's always wearing her uniform wrong, with the skirt hem up higher than it should be, up so high that on Thong Thursday—okay, so, the boys happen to use her as main target for their perverting outlets, and, I, being an ear hustler, happen to listen in and then curse myself for keying in just because I was hoping for something I could actually use to help ruin her socially—you can totally see her underwear and, like, it's ugly and atrocious and gross. Why, do I hate Kaede so much, you ask?
It is a long, long, long, long, long, twenty billion more longs, story that I'll find time to tell later.
Now, Karin. Kaori Karin. I just hate her. Talking about her disgustingness will not even begin to help me ease my bubbling anger.
Upon nearing the entry of the Courtyard, it was where most people ate their lunches when the weather was nice enough, the grass as green as money and the trees, flowers and shrubs as lively as life itself, people made a pathway for me unconsciously as I burned every piece of greenery I passed. Safe to say, I was pissed off when I reached my group of friends circled lazily in the middle of the field, talking and sharing their room assignments and schedules on a purple blanket, no doubt brought over by Ino.
The said blonde girl glanced up to me with a smile, then back to TenTen, who she was talking to, but she did a double take, fully taking in my agitated expression within a few seconds. Her baby blue eyes widened in concern, "Omg, Sakura, what's wrong—"
I exploded like a ticking time bomb.
"I HAVE TO ROOM WITH HO-HAANI AND DOUBLE K-K; GET ME AN AK!"
The field shushed immediately, eyes, heads, and full-on bodies turned in my direction, staring at me with eager, anticipating eyes.
I whipped toward them, almost throwing my new set of room keys—two for the room, one for the laundry room, one for the shower room, two for our biology lockers, and two more for the locker room during gym—at some random kid with bright brown eyes who had no problem ogling at me, though I was right next to him. The ignorance of some people…
"Hello! How do you do?!"
The boy blinked. "I-I-I-um…"
"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!"
Silence enveloped the field further when Ino decided to stand and talk off all those who continued their eavesdropping, and I sunk down onto the blanket, next to TenTen and Hinata, in between them. I wiped an angry tear as I started the story.
Hinata patted my shoulders sympathetically, nodding her head, and smiling sadly. "T-Th-That sucks. At least you get a room across the hall from us."
She shrugged, as did Ino. "Yeah. And we got Karin's other plaything."
She was referring to Karin's other third, Suzuki Midori, and the blonde annoyance we ran into at the mall. Midori is actually the nicest of the three, having the decency to talk to you before she decides whether or not you are of her 'level', and, if so, you're her lamb (she calls her friends lambs…), and if not, you get two chances per school year to become a 'lamb'.
We call her Suzuki because that's a type of car and if we're near her and have the guts, we pretend to honk horns and crap. It's hilarious, her reaction. She's all, "UGH, Haruno! You ugly-faced strawberry!" And then I would be like, "At least I'm not a car!"
Ah. Those opportunities arise quite infrequently, but they are so worth it.
"So, Pig? I got the two worst human beings on the face of this Earth. What's your schedule?" I asked, deciding my sulky-Emo-depression rant was over. I'll just have to deal with it, and maybe I can switch rooms with Midori. They are right across the hall, after all.
TenTen looked through her tote bag, pulled out a neatly folded piece of paper, and pointed to her gym period. "As always, it looks like I have Gai-sensei for Gym; at the end of the day, too." She sighed, "That means I have to go straight from Gym to volleyball, softball, or track."
My face lit up. "You're finally gonna try track this year?!"
The girl with cinnamon buns in her head groaned. "Don't even start with me, Haruno. You totally bailed on Ino and Hinata last year; what could you possibly do to convince me that this year you won't do the same?"
Last year was a long story. So, like, I was a Freshie, and all these really, really, really good people were trying out and then I saw Sasuke running laps and he just so happened to decide to take off his sweaty shirt and he was all glistening in the springtime sun and, my Kami, I knew right then and there that I would not be able to handle it at all. I mean, I didn't want to just bail on Ino and Hinata, but, then I would look at Sasuke, all shiny and god-like with the muscles and the glistening and the muscles and the hotness, and I seriously knew that I would not be focusing on not tripping over my two feet while running, which would end in my tripping, which inevitably follows me falling on my face, and then, like clockwork, the upperclassmen would all laugh and point and Sasuke would run over me like I was some rug randomly placed on the track oval! I mean, who wants that to happen?! And, and, yeah, sure, I didn't want Momoko all alone with Sasuke but I figured since she had Itachi and she's was a Junior and he was a Freshman that she would leave him alone. But, no. Toward the end of the season, this huge rumor came out that Sasuke-kun was crushing on that chick with the pinky-orangey hair and the brown eyes and the Junior, so, duh, who else could that be?
I, like, fail, right?
"TenTen! You cannot even say anything because at least I went and, excuse me, you did not." I teased, pulling out my own schedule. I got pretty good classes this year, but I can't say unless I find out who're in those classes with me.
It looks like this, for the most part:
Haruno Sakura
Student ID: 7832100
Homeroom Assignment: Hatake Kakashi, Building A, Room A107
Class Schedule, Quarter One
Homeroom (7: 45 – 7: 57): Hatake Kakashi, Building A, Room A107
Period One (8:00 – 9: 00):English HII, Jiraiya, Building A, Room A218
Period Two (9:03 –10: 03):Geometry Adv. I, Hatake Kakashi, Building A, Room A201
Period Three (10: 06 –11: 06):Physics HII, Senju Tsunade, Building A, Room A001
Period Four (11:09 – 12: 09):Sophomore-Junior Lunch, Building B, Room CAFETERIA
Period Five (12: 12 – 1: 12):History, Morino Ibiki, Building C, Room B012
Period Six (1:15 – 2: 15): Gym Group C, Building B, Maito Gai, Room NORTH GYM C001
Period Seven (2: 18 – 2: 48):Health Group C, Sarutobi Asuma, Building B, Room A010
Period Eight (2: 51 – 3:51):Biology, Orochimaru/ Yakushi Kabuto, Building C, Room B223
Academics are not the only priority here at Konoha Board and Preparatory Academy; we also like to focus on the excellence in physical activity. Due to the sizes of each grades' classes, we have split Gym and Health classes into Groups A through D; this method has been used since 1998 and is very helpful toward us teachers.
Students in your Gym/Health Group: If you are a Sophomore, there will be a Junior in your Gym/Health Group, not Gym/Health class. Same concept applies for seventh, eighth and ninth graders.
If there is any problem with your Group assignment, come to the main office, A001, and ask Ms. Koharu for an updated schedule. Changing Groups will change some of your classes' order!
Below is a guide to help you with you further understand and comprehend you (and your friends') Group assignment.
Group A Gym: 10: 06 – 11: 06 AM
Group A Health: 1: 15 – 1: 45 PM
Group B Gym: 12: 12 – 1: 12 PM
Group B Health: 3: 21 – 3: 51 PM
Group C Gym: 1: 15 – 2:15 PM
Group C Health: 2: 18 – 2: 48 PM
Group D Health: 12: 12 – 12: 42 PM
Group D Gym: 2: 51 – 3: 51 PM
It is only necessary to take the class of Health for the first quarter of the school year, which is about ten weeks long. After that time, a student has many extracurricular activity choices such as Journalism I, Art, Photography, Woodshop, Home Economics, Cooking, and Interior Designing, plus many more. The class you chose will take the place of your current Health class.
The deadline for choosing your second semester extracurricular activity will be announced within the next two weeks. Once every spot has been filled, then it is your loss and you must choose another option. Otherwise, you will be stuck having a half hour free period with me and you will be doing my paperwork.
Signed Sincerely,
Lady Tsunade
I'm pretty pissed, though, because for the most part, I have to walk back and forth from Building B and C after lunch, and, well, they only give us three freaking minutes. The hunks of brick and cement are that far apart, if I was really determined to class I could probably make it from A to C in two minutes flat. The problem is, I happen to have friends, and I'm really bad at walking fast and talking at the same time.
Ino snatched the folded piece of light green paper out of my hands and compared it with her own, eyes analytical as she scanned the page.
"Okay Forehead…we have English Period 2 together…and…that's it…but we can walk to Building B together because while you have Gym, I have Health."
My blonde bubble of a friend is in Group A Gym and Health, TenTen is in Group D, I in Group C, and Hinata is in Group B.
Hinata gasped in excitement. "Awesome! I have English P. 2, t-too! That's r-really cool."
I nodded, "Yep."
All I really wanted to do was scream, because if me, Ino and Hinata got in the same English class, then the chances of some other people getting in that class with us were sky high, because there were only two Honors II classes for Sophomores.
A warm, thoughtful silence filled over our little area, as if all of us started thinking on the same page, and TenTen, being the one who could care less since she has her stupid Junior Problems (blegh), broke the silence by jiggling her keys.
Our heads snapped in her direction as if we were a bunch of dogs.
"I heard that instead of having to keep up with all these metal contraptions, Lady Tsunade and Minato-san are working on getting us one keycard that can take the place of all eight of these and our IDs." She informed with a sly smile, happiness glistening in the chocolate brown eyes. "Isn't that awesome? It's gonna take a while, but, I think it's worth wait. Word has it that Minato-san was the one who pushed the idea."
I smiled wide, happy of just the thought of relieving myself from all these damn keys.
Namikaze Minato is Naruto's Dad, even though they have different last names. I figured Naruto has his Mom's name just to keep the whole school population from hounding him everyday with questions of, "What's it like living with Minato-san?!" and "He's, like, the best Dad ever, right?!". His Mom is the Cooking teacher and a nice woman in her own right, joyful, funny, and a little quirky at times, a perfect match to our somewhat serious superintendent. Her name is Kushina, and Naruto obviously took after her personality wise, which is a good thing. I don't know what would happen if he looked and acted like Minato-san. The secret would, more likely than not, be blown. Only I, Hinata, Neji, Ino, Shikamaru, and Sasuke know about it that I know of, but I wouldn't be surprised if Ino and TenTen started picking up on the hints.
"Awesomeness!" Ino shrilled, sounding louder than the warning bell telling us that there were only fifteen minutes until homeroom began.
The people resting against big oaks, maples, and birch tress, people leaning against walls and stair railings, and groups sprawled out on the grass started lazily rising up, walking toward their homeroom destination with loud chatter, so loud and mixed that it sounded like a CD put on so fast of a fast forward you couldn't understand a single word. Couples that were making out reluctantly split and walked their separate ways, except for the nice few boyfriends, who would take their girlfriends' bags and carry them for her.
One specific couple, oh, they looked so sweet together, and no doubt they had to be upperclassmen if not TAs or new teachers (some teachers actually want to stay in the rooming building reserved for them…), walked literally glued together, the boy having bright orange hair and plenty of piercings was nuzzling his violet haired sweetheart on the cheek, she blushing bright red, giggling cutely.
Let's just say that they looked like at many minute the dude would propose and she would squeal yes.
Hands on her heart, Ino grinned. "Aw, now if that's not cute I don't know what is!"
"I know…," I hummed, watching them walk in the direction of the Teacher's Assistant Room Building, "I wish I had a boyfriend."
TenTen, who was in the middle of agreeing with me, stopped nodding and whacked me (not so nicely) on the top of my head.
"Hey!" I yelled, reflexively covering my head with my hands as soon as her fist left it. "What was that about?"
The girl with the buns scoffed. "Sakura, you do have a boyfriend, and he's over there with Neji-kun!" She pointed to a big water fountain on the far side of the field, where Neji, Naruto, Shikamaru, a few other boys, and Sasuke were talking. It looked like they already put their bags in there rooms. TenTen grinned mischievously. "You should go get Sasuke to walk you to your homeroom all lovey-like like that other couple."
Ino jumped into my field vision. "Yeah, Forehead, you totally should! Then all those biznatches will totally know that he is off-lims."
I bit my lip, glancing toward Hinata and hoping she would disagree with this bullshit. Instead, she shrugged. "I don't see why not, S-Sakura-chan."
"You all do know your going to come with me, then, right?" I groaned as they nodded like bobble heads on crack or something.
My friends will be the death of me, I swear.
Naruto's hand waded in the clear blue water of the water fountain, the cold reminding him that he really should be awake right now.
Well, that and the constant…
"YOSH! I do not believe it, fellow schoolmates, classes have almost begun! Is the excitement only running through my youthful veins?!"
…annoyance from Rock Lee, a Junior with shiny black hair in a bowl cut, big black eyes, long eyelashes and bushy brows.
The warning bell echoed to a halt and Kiba growled. "Damn, Lee, put a fucking lid on it. Some people happen to have sensitive ears." He complained, covering his own tan ears girlishly, a pout on his lips, eyebrows furrowed, eyes narrowed dangerously.
Sai, an exact copy of Sasuke in looks and an old friend of Naruto's, seeing as they both took art lessons until a certain Uzumaki grew out of it, smiled. "I believe that when someone acts in that matter, Kiba-san, that it is called being a pussy."
Naruto guffawed loudly, almost falling back into the water fountain, at the murderous look on Kiba's face, the glare obviously aimed toward Sai.
Lee gasped, breaking up the quiet chuckles and loud hollers. "That is not youthful, Friend Sai." His voice was as serious as America's economy, and Neji pinched the bridge of his nose.
"You ruin everything, Lee, you do know that, right?"
The Junior dressed in all green shrugged. "I am not aware, but thank you for informing me so youthfully, Neji-san!"
Another silence enveloped the area, until Naruto got up from the fountain, brushing his pants and adjusting the backpack on his back. "Well, I think we should get going, Teme…," He said in between yawns.
He and Sasuke were in the same homeroom (again), and they were planning to walk to the room together, just for the sake of not being alone. Sasuke could care less, but, Naruto couldn't stand being alone. It scared the little baby.
Sasuke eased off the trunk of a maple tree with a stifled yawn. He didn't get any sleep last night.
Before he could take two steps away from the tree, Naruto was screaming something about how they couldn't leave because Sakura-chan and the girls were coming over here.
"We're going to be late, Dobe," Sasuke droned emotionlessly, bumping the blonde's shoulder as he past, in attempt to get him to follow.
A hand gripped his wrist. "But Sasuke-teme," Naruto whined falsely, a Cheshire smile on his face, "Aren't you going to walk your girlfriend to class?"
Dark eyes narrowed. "What girlfriend?"
For all he knew, Sakura was just some tool he used to be rid of those fan girls. She wasn't—
Naruto's sea blue eyes hardened, and his tone was stern. "She's your girlfriend, Sasuke. You're walking her to class, you're going to be a good boyfriend, and you wouldn't dare hurt her, if you know what's good for you."
"And what if I don't know what's good for me?"
There was a cold, hard, tense quiet as the two best friends/rivals glared down, daring the other to do anything to them, to punch, to kick.
They didn't even hear the freshly cut grass crunch behind them, or feel the presence of four girls nearing them.
"Um…," a cherry voice quirked, "are you guys gonna make-out because your like, mega-close?"
Sasuke flicked his eyes away from Naruto's and right at me, looking so indescribably mad that I just wanted to turn around, run away, and call it a day. His eyes almost flashed red, but, his eyes softened some when he ripped his hand out of Naruto's grasp and back into his pocket, though I could see they were still in tight fists. Sometimes I don't even know how the two of them are friends.
"What do you want?" Sasuke muttered, staring at me blankly.
Ino (not so subtly) pushed me forward, and I would've stumbled onto Sasuke, but I reached my hand out to catch myself, and, whoop-di-do, my hand pressed against the iron-pressed button down dress shirt of a certain Uchiha. My face lit red when I realized how thin the material was, so much so I could feel his toned muscles underneath, even the ba-dump of his heartbeat.
Kami, I am going to kill Ino.
I removed my hand clumsily. "S-S-Sorry, Sasuke-k-kun. I-um-just wanted to-um—"
Naruto's face lit up from behind Sasuke, and he ran toward Hinata, hands open as if to give her a hug. Which he did. "Oi, Hinata-chan!" He smiled, squeezing the hyperventilating heiress, "You want me to walk you to walk you to your homeroom? I'll even carry your bags if you want."
Hinata's eyes were as wide as a deer's caught in headlights when she was realeased from the huge bear hug. "U-U-Um, y-y-yeah, sure, Naruto-kun. A-Arigatou."
Naruto picked up the suitcases with an award-winning smile. "No problem, Hinata. Don't mention it. Hey, Teme, don't you think you and Sakura should come with us?"
My heart pounded in my ears as I looked up to Sasuke, who was now sneering at the blonde, his shoulders tense, glaring.
Maybe I shouldn't have agreed in the first place. I should've said, "No, I'm flattered, really, Sasuke, but I don't want to be your girl—" Who am I kidding?! Me, saying no to Sasuke?! Psh, they world must've gone crazy.
He rolled his eyes and grabbed my bags, all three, without any hint toward having difficulty. "Who's homeroom are you in?"
A wide smile broke on my face, as did a pink blush. "Kakashi-sensei," I answered, butterflies migrating to my stomach.
He nodded and started toward Building A, following Hinata and Naruto, who had already started walking. I looked toward Ino, who just shrugged and mouthed, 'Follow him!'. TenTen was most likely asking Neji and Lee how their summer's were, what sports they were going to do, and if they were in the same homeroom. Shikamaru wasn't here today, which isn't too unexpected. He's hardly at school during the first week. It's been that way since kindergarten.
I bit my lip nervously and ran/skipped/prayed I wouldn't trip in these shoes toward Sasuke, who hadn't even waited for me.
When I reached him, I groaned. "You could wait for me next time, maybe."
Sasuke grunted. "Probably not."
"That wasn't a question." My eyebrows furrowed, as I crossed my arms, "More like a strong suggestion."
We turned a corner closer the building, and he laughed lowly, more to himself than anything. "That doesn't really make a difference."
I sped up until I was in front of him, and I stopped ahead of him, a defiant aura spewing out of my awesome veins as the morning breeze blew. "Look," I said strongly, "I like you, I like you a lot, actually, but I'm not some bitchy fan girl that's going to stand by while you pretend your some type of new almighty, and I'm sure as hell not about to bow down. I'm your girlfriend, which makes you my boyfriend, but that could easily change, Uchiha, so you could at least pretend to care. Otherwise," I glared at him, "I might get angry."
OMG I'M LIKE THOSE COOL CHICKS IN MOVIES THAT STICK UP TO THAT ONE BASTARD IN SCHOOL AND THEN THERE'S A RANDOM DANCE SCENE AND OUT OF NOWHERE THE BASTARD HAS REACHED A NEW REVELATION AND HE'S ALL NICE AND NOT JERKISH!
Sasuke stared evenly at me, blankly even, until a smirk pushed its way onto his face. "It's cute how you think that intimidates me."
Okay…so maybe I have to glare harder next time…
A/N: So, I found a way to update today, don't ask me how I did it, lol, but I did. Next week it should actually be school, well, at least homeroom, and I really want Sakura to meet her roommates. Sasuke isn't going to stay so bogus to Sakura, I guarantee it, because it makes me sad writing it. XD So, yeah. Count on the iceberg to start melting. Lol
I am a little sad because I feel like I sort of rushed the ending, but, if I didn't end it here, the chapter length would've been ridiculous.
Koharu is a real council member from Naruto. Look her up for looks and crud. LOL.
Um…that's all!
Review!
~NaruBaby2496 (seethroughglass)