Note from Author: Here is another chapter for Clashing Personalities.
Rating: G (as in General)
Clashing Personalities
Nine
School ends – her eyes are still that sad color. Green, dull, without any thrill to light them up.
He's leaning against the chain-link fence, the silver-haired Jashin worshiper in next to him, but for once he is silent. His gaze follows her, the small girl who cannot be more than four inches over five feet.
"Who the hell is she?" he finally asks as his arms fold over his chest.
"No idea." Deidara sighs, his gaze shifting to the red-head on his other side, and he sees a curious gleam in the normally empty gaze.
"Her hair is…"
"Pink?"
"Obvious. I was thinking something along the lines of striking and unusual." Deidara rolls his eyes, leans one hip into the fence as he turns to eye his friend, before commenting, "Says the one who plays with dolls."
"You lack wit, Deidara."
"But I have taste."
Anyway, here is this drabble length chapter. I have a load of chapters coming up - I was working all weekend on them. I've been sick...Having nothing better to do, I worked on this story because it is a great deal easier.
For those who don't like multiple POV's, I'm sorry. There are a few that will be coming up - I was bored, had no idea what to do, so I swithced POV, and yeah, I got a hell lot more down than I thought I would.
Anyway, here we go.
I hope you enjoyed it.
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~CideanForever