Ok so I'm not sure what I'm doing wrong but I can't get the spacing to change on my docs. The bold text is meant to be text conversations. I'm sorry about the formatting issues but please bear with me, hopefully I'll get it fixed in future chapters.
! #$%^&*()! #$%^&*()! #$%^&*()
"He said what?!" Ino squealed her face turning red.
"And so I told him that I was taking applications and to tell his friends," I laughed tightening my ponytail.
"I can't believe you said that!" she exclaimed, walking with me into the school courtyard.
I grinned, sticking my tongue out at her while flashing a 'victory' sign with my fingers. We walked up to where Sakura and Hinata were sitting on one of the many benches littered throughout the courtyard. They smiled and waved us over as we approached.
"Morning you two! You guys ready for the physical fitness assessment today?" Sakura asked leaning on the arm rest of the bench.
"Are Choji's favorite potato chips salt and vinegar?" I shrugged, asking her rhetorically.
"I thought his favorite was barbeque?" Ino looked at me confused.
"My point exactly," I side-eyed her as I pulled out the little disposable vape from the side pocket of my bag.
"Raki! Those things will kill you! Not to mention if Mr. Shimura catches you you'll get suspended. You know he's got it out for you," Sakura began looking around for any sign of said teacher.
I sighed taking a big puff in defiance, "He's got a weird obsession with all the Uchihas."
"It could be worse Sakura. Plus at least it smells pretty good they might not ever know," Hinata, bless her sweet heart, she was always trying to stick up for whoever was taking shit.
"Come on junior felon, we're going to be late for the first bell," Ino pulled me along with her and the others.
I scoffed and followed along with her arm-in-arm beside the other two girls as we walked down the hallway.
"So where are all the guys? The courtyard was awfully quiet this morning," Ino looked over to Sakura.
"Not sure. I saw Naruto, Shino, and Kiba come in earlier, but I don't know where they went off to. I haven't seen Sasuke all morning either, come to think of it," she pouted slightly.
I ignored the glare that Ino sent her from my left side and pulled out my phone to send a text.
Me:
Sakura's looking for you. We're heading
towards the gym if you're trying to steer clear.
I didn't really expect a reply. Sasuke wasn't overly talkative, even though I was his cousin. We were decently close-as close as one gets to Sasuke anyway- so I tried to help him out with his girl troubles as much as I could. He didn't usually have to reciprocate, but he had saved me from an overbearing guy once or twice. If I really wanted to scare someone off, I usually pulled out the "big guns", a.k.a Itachi.
The four of us turned the corner and headed for the last doorway on the left. It led us down a small hallway with an office, two sick rooms, and a shower room to the right at the very end of the hallway. We took a left instead and walked into the locker room where some of the other girls were already changing into their uniforms. I walked to my assigned locker and opened it. I grimaced in disgust at the gym uniform I pulled out. It was even uglier than the regular uniform.
I traded my skirt for weird red oversized underwear looking bottoms and began loosening my red tie. As I slid my white button up off my shoulders, I felt eyes on me. I looked up to see Sakura staring at me, dejectedly. I shot her a 'what the fuck?' look.
"Have they gotten bigger?" She sighed and poked the side of my left breast.
"No!" I blushed, swatting her hand away and crossing my arms over my chest, "at least I don't think so."
"Let's ask Shikamaru if he's noticed," Sakura jabbed.
"Not you too! You sound as bad as Asuma. God forbid I have a boy as a best friend," I pulled the plain white t-shirt down over the current subject of our conversation.
"Ooh Asuma?... Your older brother's friend, the one that smokes? Actually, speaking of your brother's friends, you should ask Kakashi what he thinks," Ino's mouth contorted into a wicked grin as she said his name.
I rolled my eyes and tried to ignore Sakura and Hinata's quizzical expressions. I finished tying my tennis shoes and got up off the bench. I walked through the doorway that led to the gym. I made my way towards the opposite end of the gym. As we crossed the room it was Hinata who finally spoke up.
"What does she mean by that Raki?" she tilted her head.
"He made a very…interesting comment to me this morning," I twirled the end of my ponytail around my finger.
"So? What did he say?" she opened the door that led to the outdoor sports courts and track.
As we stepped out onto the astroturf I shielded my eyes from the sun and scanned the crowd of students that had already made it outside. I was avoiding her question, but I was also looking for one person in particular. I didn't see him. Knowing that lazy ass he was still in the locker room if he even bothered to show up for the assessment anyway. Running a mile first thing in the morning was not Shikamaru's style.
'He's probably on the rooftop smoking and now I don't even have enough time to go find him…asshole.'
"Looking for your little pothead boyfriend? He's skipping again. Yahiko said he saw him heading up to the roof," I heard a familiar whiny little voice behind me.
'Figures I was right.' I mentally rolled my eyes. "What else did Yahiko say Irogawa? Anything about me?" I pouted my lips and gave her puppy dog eyes mockingly.
Mitsuri Irogawa was the self-proclaimed "most popular girl in our class", but that was debatable. She's had some kind of weird obsessive grudge against me for the last three years. Ever since she discovered that her boyfriend Yahiko and I had dated freshman year. I broke up with him after I caught him lying to me about talking to other girls. He went after Mitsuri and I started going after older guys. I'm not sure why it bothered her so much to know that I dated him. I mean she had him now, uncontestably, I didn't want him. As much as I teased her about flirting with him, I never actually spoke to Yahiko. I did it just to work on her nerves, and also to get her back for giving me a hard time about Shikamaru.
"You're such a bitch Uchiha!" she glared, fists clenched.
"I'd rather be a bitch than a worthless fucking c-," I was cut off by heavy hand on my shoulder.
"Hey! So what are you girls talking about over here?" I looked to my left and saw Kiba looking back and forth between me and Mitsuri, "If you don't mind Irogawa, I'm gonna borrow Raki over here. Thanks!"
He steered me by the shoulder over to the wall of the building where the girls had been joined by Naruto, Choji, and Shino. I scowled and grumbled under my breath as we walked up to the others.
"What's her problem?" Choji asked looking over at Mitsuri while tossing a handful of his signature barbeque chips into his mouth.
"Just trying to push buttons," I crossed my arms over my chest.
"You never answered Hinata's question Raki," Sakura looked at me expectedly. It roused the attention of the other girls, which in turn, drew the interest of the guys. I could have smacked her. Couldn't she tell I was trying to avoid the question earlier? Now she had given me an audience. I had told Ino because she was one of my two best friends, but I didn't want everyone to know.
"I'll tell you girls later," I said trying to signal to them I didn't want to talk about it in front of the guys.
Before anyone could respond our gym teacher Mr. Maito made his appearance. He was waving his arms emphatically and calling everyone over to the starting line. No doubt to give us a pep talk before commencing this cruel and unusual punishment. As the rest of our group headed over to the track I turned around to look at Kiba.
"Thanks for saving me from Mitsuri," I smiled at him. I didn't necessarily need him to intervene, but it was probably better that he did. I didn't need to get into a fight. Sakura was right earlier, Mr. Shimura did have it out for me, and I didn't need to give him any ammunition.
"Aww, it's nothing," he scratched the back of his head seemingly embarrassed.
I turned back around and walked over to stand by Ino in the crowd of students. I came in on Mr. Maito's speech right around the time he was talking about "-use the power of youth to propel yourself to the fastest time you can-"
I had stopped paying attention. After he stopped talking, we lined up in multiple lines and got ready to start running. The starting pistol fired and we all launched ourselves forward…
! #$%^&*()! #$%^&*()! #$%^&*()
"I still can't believe that she tried to trip you at the very end! What a bitch!" Ino was still talking about what happened earlier this morning.
We had just dumped the trash off our lunch trays and turned them back in at the window. We left the cafeteria and began walking towards the front courtyard to spend the rest of our lunch break outside. I was looking forward to being outside after eating. Once we made it past a few benches I pulled out my vape and took a hit.
"Don't worry about it girl, that was three periods ago. Plus, she just wants to try and start a fight," I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, good thing Kiba stepped in and saved you," Ino elbowed me.
"Mmmhhhmmm, and did he take it upon himself or did you persuade him to come to my rescue?" I crossed my arms while giving her side eye.
"I merely suggested that someone should go over there and get you away from Mitsuri. He just happened to volunteer, almost immediately I might add," Ino smirked, "You should give him a chance Raki. I think you guys would hit it off pretty good. He's not afraid of…strong, independent women like yourself."
"Ino Yamanaka! Are you suggesting I'm a handful?" I pushed her playfully.
"Now, now Raki, no need to get violent!" she giggled and held her hands up in surrender.
"Don't worry I'm not too mad at you-," I stopped short. I had finally seen the one person I had been searching for all fucking day. "I am however pissed at this idiot," I turned and made a beeline towards him, ignoring the fact that he was literally standing with like all of his friends, including my cousin.
"NARA! Where the fuck have you been all day?" I stomped up to him. I heard a few snicker, Naruto and my cousin among them. Everyone knew I only called him by his last name when I was pissed off at him.
"You're seriously mad? What a drag. I spent the first two periods napping on the roof," Shikamaru crossed his arms and looked away. He never could look me directly in the eye when he knew I was mad at him.
"Yeah, and didn't even think to tell me or invite me for that matter," I glared. We usually planned to skip together, but this time he left me to suffer running a damn mile on my own.
He groaned, "I didn't really plan on it. It just happened."
I resisted the urge to punch him in the face, "Well you missed a lot. Are you still walking home with me after school?"
"I told you I was didn't I? I'll meet you by your locker after class," he rolled his eyes.
"You're lucky I'm letting you off easy, jerk," I took a hit from my vape and blew the smoke in his face before flicking him in the forehead and walking off.
"Raki wait up!" I heard Ino call as she trailed after me. I could also hear the guys giving Shikamaru shit for the way I had talked to him. I didn't care though. 'Serves him right.' I was determined to get through my last two classes of the day so that I could get home and "relax".
! #$%^&*()! #$%^&*()! #$%^&*()
"So really what did I miss out on today?" Shikamaru asked me as he kicked off his shoes in our entryway.
"You mean besides the physical assessment?" I rolled my eyes, leading the way into my bedroom.
"It couldn't have been that exciting," he dropped his bag on the floor and took his usual position on my bed with his back leaning up against the wall. I flopped down beside him and turned the tv on. While Shikamaru began the task of preparing the blunt, I flipped through the channels before settling on some reality baking competition.
"Not for me, everyone else almost got a show," I took off my cardigan and vest and threw them over my computer chair.
As I began loosening my tie, Shikamaru looked up at me intrigued, "Oh?" He muttered before quickly looking back down at what he was doing with the blunt.
"That little cunt Mitsuri tried starting shit with me again. Probably would've ended up in detention if it weren't for Kiba. I know she only does it to push my buttons, but she literally doesn't even have a reason to not like me. So I dated your boyfriend before you? It was three. fuckin'. years. ago! Big deal, get over it!" I said, now adding the tie to the ever-growing pile of clothes on my computer chair. I unbuttoned the top few buttons of my shirt and took my hair out of my ponytail.
I looked over at Shikamaru with a sly smile, "And you left me all alone to fend against her! How could you Shika?! I needed you, my shield and sword!" I dramatically fell backwards so that if his shoulder hadn't of stopped my back, my head would have fallen into his lap.
"Hey now! Watch out!" he said, fighting to hide the small smile threatening to appear on his face. I knew he wasn't really annoyed with me, but I had almost caused him to knock the weed out of the blunt he was now twisting up.
"Aren't you almost done?" I asked, turning around so my head was resting on his shoulder watching him finish.
"Are you ever not troublesome?" he asked me, inspecting the blunt before lighting one end and taking a few puffs to get it going.
"Not always," I took the blunt from him.
We had each hit it a couple of times before I heard keys rattle and the front door open and close.
"Kumaraki! Do you have a boy here?" I heard Obito's voice from the entryway. Did he seriously not recognize Shikamaru's shoes after this long.
I looked at Shikamaru and rolled my eyes, taking the blunt from his hand, "It's just Shika, idiot," I yelled back.
"Well keep your door open!" I heard him holler, closing his own bedroom door.
I scoffed and took another hit. I passed it back to Shikamaru, who was sitting cross-legged on my bed beside me. When he released his hit he coughed a couple of times before handing it back to me.
"Damn Shika! It's been awhile since I've heard you cough. Where'd you get this shit from anyways? It's pretty good," I smirked, turning the blunt around in my hands looking at it.
"Inuzuka. Said he got it from his older sister," he took it back from me.
"Hmmm…I'll have to ask him if he's got anymore. I definitely wanna have some for the party," I blew the smoke out of my mouth.
"What a drag. Is Ino still on that shit? I thought we were just going to hang out here for your birthday?" He blew his own smoke out.
"You know how excited she gets about these things. Plus, I'm only the second one of us to turn eighteen, I'm just going to let her have this," I shrugged my shoulders.
He looked at me in a rare show of confusion, "Half of us are already eighteen."
"I meant out of the four of us girls, Pineapple Head," I laughed when he scowled at my childhood nickname for him.
"Didn't she help Sakura plan her party…Kumo Naka Ni?" he smirked, waiting for my reaction to my own childhood nickname.
I stuck my tongue out at him, "Yeah and don't you remember how much fun that was?"
"I remember you getting a glass of punch thrown on you while they were fighting over who got to dance with Sasuke," he shot me a pointed look.
"And see that's the beauty of it! She doesn't have to compete with me over my cousin, and if she has Sasuke all to herself she won't have any time to set me up with someone…like she keeps trying to," I rested my head in my hand, as I spoke smoke slipped out of my mouth in between words.
Shikamaru went into another unexpected coughing fit, "Like who?"
"Recently? She's gotten the idea that Kiba and I actually might hit it off."
"What a drag."
I rolled my eyes, "I mean he's not awful. A little immature for my taste, but he can be molded…"
I cocked my head to the side thinking of all the things Kiba might already know how to do…and all the things I could teach him, "You're closer to him than I am though. What do you think Shika?"
I looked over to see Shikamaru scowling at me, "I think I'm starting to get the munchies. Let's find something to eat."
He stood up off the bed and offered me his hand to pull me up.
! #$%^&*()! #$%^&*()! #$%^&*()
Alright guys what do you think? Please let me know! Read and review!
