A Cracked Mask Made of Stone (Sasuke x depressed Naruto)

Chapter 2 part 1: BAGS AND NIGHTMARES

Okay so my phone wanted to be a double bitch ass mother fuckers and deleted the original first part of this so I really am not liking my phone right now. You can either like this chapter or not I really don't care right now and I'm sorry if it sounds mean, but I worked for days with only a few hours of sleep because of this story that I was extremely excited to do and work on. I thought that my hard work was worth it, but it appears my phone thinks otherwise. So, if a chapter says something similar to this then I did that one before this one more than likely or I had finished it and the same thing happened to it as well. So I am apologising in advance in case if confusion. So without further adew, I give you the possibly new or different version of Chapter 2: BAGS AND NIGHTMARES...

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Sasuke's POV

Ugh, I fucking hate this, I thought to myself (same man, I'm rewriting this for the third time) as I trudged to school. Today, to me, was a rather calm day. The morning however, was more quiet than usual. I remembered that I had woken up early so that I wouldn't be swarmed by my fangirls. I swear, those fangirls need a mirror. That is, if they don't break it at first glance.

They looked like barbie dolls, the only difference was that barbie dolls looked more real than them. I don't like them for many reasons, one of them being because they don't ever stop bothering me, which caused me to resort to waking up early. Also because I already have a crush on someone. (You can already guess who it is can't you?) I walked into school and headed straight for my last class because. I had left my book in their and wanted to read it before school started.

It took me 10 minutes to get there and 10 minutes to get back because of how far my last class from my first class. I walked in and as I was going to my seat, I saw someone that no one in the entire school ever sees here early. I saw....Naruto Uzumaki.

Naruto's POV

I was still in shock that I had drawn him. I mean, I did a great job, but I still don't know how managed to draw him when I wanted to draw a cat trying to eat a bowl of ramen. So, how on earth did manage a screw up this big!? Damn, I swear to whatever type of god exists, this is fucking rediculous,  I swear. But, still, why would I draw him instead of something that'd be more interesting?

Then, out of nowhere, I said his name. (Speaking of names, Naruto's brothers and sisters names are ones that I made up, just pointing that out and it probably says that in another chapter. Ronaldo point out again, I am rewriting this chapter) In the room, I was in, which was my first period classroom, all a person could hear of someone walked in was, "Sasuke..."

Very strange right, yeah I thought so too. Then all of sudden, I hear someone reply, but not just any someone, someone I know (and you as well my dear readers), and he goes by the name Sasuke Uchiha.

He replied, "What do you want?" He didn't say it to me coldly or anything, but I still jumped in surprise because I didn't know that he had walked in.

Sasuke's POV

After I sat down, I started to read my book (because he be a smart bean UvU✨), but then after I finished about two chapters, Naruto had said my name and it did startle me. He doesn't really talk to that many people for some reason and he has never come to school early before, well, not that I know of anyway.

For some reason though, I liked the way he said my name. Like I said he doesn't talk that much for whatever reason, but when he does, it sounds like an angle is speaking. I only ever dreamed of stuff like that until I met him a few years ago. Well, tow years ago to be more precise. He looked at me and that's when I noticed that he had some of the one of the most serious looking bags I had ever seen. I replied, "What do you want?" I didn't want to sound mean or anything, I was just curious why he had said my name the way he did.