K I L L I N G M E S L O W

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"Killing me slow, out the window"

{Sasukes POV}

This is the number {Name} gave me.
(702)-555-1989

"Hey is this {Name}"

                                                              "Sasuke?"
"Yes. I'm texting about the project"

"Would you like to start the project today?"

"Sure"
"Meet at my house at 8?"
"See you then"


{Time skip to 8 pm}



{Sasukes POV}

I walked downstairs and got out of the house, I walked out of the main room, I saw Father talking to some sort of vegetable farmer.

"Is there some sort of reason why you were a day late? I'm a very busy man you should know that."

"Im sorry sir, can you just sign this?"

My Dad has always been very stern on everybody around him, he cares too little of things if importance and to much of foolish things like "status" and whom me, my brother, and my mother hang out with. The only reason I'm aloud to be around Naruto is because his father just happens to be our family lawyer. He is unaware just how stupid Naruto is, if he knew I wouldn't be aloud anywhere near him.

"Sasuke where are you going?"

"I'm working on a school project with Naruto."

"Hn. Alright see you later."

I drove away, and off to {Name}s house. I drove up and I saw {Name} jumping up and down. She had opened the garage and gestured me in. I'd got out of the car in the garage.

"Is it normal to park in uh, garages like this or... your family  just batshit weird."
She rolled her eyes.

"Sakura lives in this neighborhood area, she'd recognize your car, and secondly who are you to assume my family is crazy, your the one who had to hide from his father just to study with someone who isn't a bagillionare."

"Well they had you so, it wouldn't be too far off wouldn't it?" I said as I smirked at her.

She rolled her eyes and made her way to the door, she had such an awkward and rushed demeanor. Clearly this is the first time any boy had come to her house. What a loser. I slightly smiled and she looked back at me.

"What."
"Nothing move along. Won't you?"

We slowly walked inside as I looked around and observed her house, she had a kitchen island it was fairly small, and there was stools surrounding the frontal half. She turned her head to look at me and slightly smiled. She had a beautiful side profile.

"We can study in this office room. It has a computer if we need it."

I nodded my head in agreement.

We sat down in the floor and I brought out my notebook and desktop.

"I was thinking maybe we could do something about I don't know, maybe something about pollution or-"

"God this project is going to drag on for forever. Pollution has got to be the most boring idea for a project."

"You have a better idea??"

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