Fallen Angel

2. Present Day

I remember that day even now, because it was one of the best days of my life. That was six years ago.
My best friends, Nari and Seiko, sat in the row behind me. I sat in the seat closest to the window.

We still had a few minutes before class, so I got up and walked over to Sasuke. He was one of my closest friends when we where kids, but now he hardly talks to me. Ever since his clan was killed, he's sort of drifted away from everyone else.

I stood in front of his desk. He had his hands together, resting his chin on top of them. He was staring at me. "Kiamie, what do you want?" He said watching me.

"I was bored." His expression remained blank, and I sighed. "See you Sasuke." I said before walking back to my seat. I don't know why I thought he would talk to me, because he hasn't been talking to me a lot lately.

My long, green hair was in a side braid as usual. I wore a long sleeve black shirt, except one sleeve was gone and replaced with a tank top strap. I had a fishnet long sleeve shirt on under the shirt that you could see over my sleeveless arm. Then I wore a pare of black short shorts and fishnet leggings.

I sat down and turned around to see the most weirdest thing in my entire life. Seiko was balancing her chair.

On her nose.

I face palmed and looked at Nari, who was sitting next to her.

"Seiko, your going to hurt yourself." Nari said while watching Seiko. She glanced at me, and I shrugged. By now everyone in the class was watching Seiko.

Suddenly, a kid yelled out,
"Iruka's coming!" In 5 seconds flat we were all sitting at our desks quietly.
I turned around and smiled at Seiko.
She shot me a thumbs up and I turned back around.

Iruka walked into the room and looked around. He sighed and walked over to his desk.

"Where in the world is Naruto.."
He mumbled. I looked over at his desk next to Sasuke. Sure enough he wasn't there. Class began and around halfway through the classroom door opened and Naruto was thrown in.

Iruka stopped class and walked over to Naruto and started to yell at him.

"Thanks to Naruto, the whole class will perform the transformation jutsu!" I heard people sigh and complain about it as we lined up. I didn't understand why they thought this was hard. I found it quite easy.

My turn came, and I did the hand signs. "Transformation jutsu!" I transformed into Iruka for a few seconds, then went back to my normal self. I walked back to my seat and watched everyone else.

Nari did the jutsu flawlessly, as expected. Seiko, not so much.
She looked like Iruka with his face all weird looking. Everyone in the class was laughing except for Nari and I. Sasuke of course wasn't laughing because he has literally no emotions.

Seiko walked back to her seat glumly. When she got to her seat behind me she laid her head on the desk.

"Don't worry Seiko, you'll surely get it next time. Nari and I will train with you!" Seiko looked up and smiled.
"Yeah! We'll meet at my house if that's ok?" I nodded and looked at Seiko.

"Can we meet at Nari's house?" She nodded and we all high fived. Class ended shortly after and all three of us walked to Nari's house. We trained all afternoon until it was 10:00.

"I've got to go! My parents are going to kill me!" The two girls nodded and waved goodbye. I waved back and ran towards my house. I opened the door and tip toed into my room. When I turned my lights on, I nearly had a heartastroke. Yes, a heartastroke.

My mom was standing there, her arms crossed. My dad was sitting on my bed, watching me. "Care to tell us where you've been?" I smiled and scratched the back of my head. "I was helping Seiko practice her transformation jutsu." My mom sighed and hugged me.

"You gave us a heart attack. I'm glad you helped her, but you need to tell us when you'll be out late." I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Yes Ma'am."

My dad stood up and hugged me. He kissed my forehead and walked down the hall to his room. My mom smiled and walked out the room.

I wiped the sweat off my forehead and got into pjs. Then I stretched out on my bed. Tomorrow we would be earning our headbands.