Seven Days

DAY TWO MORNING

DAY TWO MORNING

"Tenten! There's someone here for you!"

"Eh?"

I bolted up from the bed in shock. I blinked a few times as my eyesight was still blurry from having just woken up. But before I could adjust, my eyes stayed closed and I slowly drifted off to dreamland once more. I sighed in contentment as I pulled my blanket up towards my neck and nuzzled back into my soft, soft pillow. . .

"Tenten! Don't make me come up there!"

My eyes flew open. That tone. Shit. She was mad. I scrambled out of my bed. My foot got tangled up with my blanket and I fell face first towards the floor with a loud thud.

"Ouch," I groaned as I rubbed my sore forehead.

With more grace than I did before, I stood up from the floor and started for the bathroom. I quickly brushed my teeth and washed my face up. Then, I took my clothes off and threw them at the laundry basket with great accuracy. With a smile, I ran back into my room to get a pair clean of clothes. Once I was fully dressed, I sat down in front of my mirror and started combing my bird's nest for a hair and wrangled them into two, perfect buns.

Once I was ready, I picked my bag up from the floor where I threw it the night before. Of course, I couldn't forget about my archery case now that the clubs are no longer off limits! In a good mood despite that my forehead looked like it had been slapped, I made my way downstairs to the kitchen. But I was greeted at the end of the stairs by my mom. She had her arms crossed over her chest as her foot tapped into a rhythm only she could hear.

"What took you so long, young lady? And why is your forehead so red?"

I huffed as I jumped at the last of the stairs. "What's the problem? I have enough time to eat and walk to school,"

"Didn't you hear me the first time? I said someone's here for you!" she answered and I stopped on my tracks.

Who would come for me so early in the morning? It would definitely not be Sakura or Ino since they live in the opposite direction. Hinata least likely since she would be driven to school by a personal chauffeur assigned to each Hyuga. Why she and her cousin had different drivers were beyond me. Especially since they would be going to the same school.

"Who is it?" I asked as I started walking towards the kitchen once more. "Are you even sure I knooooooo...."

My words elongated in confusion as I stepped into the kitchen and saw who was there for me. I stopped at the doorway and rubbed my eyes repeatedly until all it did was blurry my eyesight. Once I was sure I was definitely awake, I stared at him once more. There, sitting beside my father at the dining table, was Neji Hyuga. He looked as out of place as a polar bear in the desert in our humble abode. We were by no means poor. After all, we never had to worry about putting food at the table since dad had a great job that mom could afford to be a housewife. But we were also not rich to the point that you would find Neji Hyuga, of all people, to be chilling at our dining table that I carved with my dad.

"What the fudge!" I exclaimed, slapping my face from both sides.

"Tenten!" my mom quickly scolded me. "Is that how you treat guests? Forgive her, I don't know how I raised her. More toast, dear?"

Neji Hyuga politely shook his head. "No, thank you. I've intruded enough,"

"Nonsense! You're welcome any time," my mom answered with a chuckle as she sat beside dad.

"I just remembered we need to be early today! Thanks for picking me up, Hyuga. Let's go!" I hurriedly stated, pulling Hyuga up from his chair by grabbing into his arm.