Learning How To Fly (Naruto FanFiction)

The First Day

Serenity's POV

My first class was Intro to Creative Writing with Killer B at 11. The class is a nice and pretty small. I also saw 3 people I knew in the class (Sasuke, Sai, and Sakura), which I know now is not going to be a bore. After that class I had World History at 12 with Mrs. Chiyo and Intro to Visual at 1pm with Deidera. In Intro to Visual, I saw Sai and Choji and Sai called my name out from the back for he was happy that we had class together. He had become to me and my sister something of a brother / best friend. After class I went to my car to see my sister sleeping in the backseat and thought she must have had a long day. But before I could get into my car, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"What's up?" says the voice that I knew belonged to a certain redhead.

"Well, I'm about to take my sister home, she must have been tried and decided to crash in the backseat of my car." I said as I turned to face Gaara.

Gaara side-glanced at the back of the car to Natsuki, but slowly brought his gaze back to me, making me shiver. I didn't know if it was a good or scared shiver, but it brought an emotion I didn't think I would feel this soon in life: the pleasure of being watched. He leaned his back to the window to block all sight and sunlight going in or out of the window which also blocked my view of Natsuki.

"So how were your classes?"

"They went rather well. I knew some people in two of them and that makes me feel confident on getting a lot done and passing the classes at the same time."

"Hmm..."

I stepped back from him and leaned on my side. The move must have caught him off guard because he quickly snapped his gaze back to me, with an unknown look in his eyes.

"H-how were your classes?" I started studying my fingernails, thinking that I needed to do them as soon as I get home.

Gaara sighed and ran his fingers through his hair and that sight he had given me almost made me drool on the spot, but I quickly reprimanded myself and kept my cool. "Classes are classes. They will forever be boring unless you make them interesting yourself and you apply yourself to learn the material that is given to you." Gaara replied as he started walking toward me.

I found myself shaking my head in agreement at his response and smiled, "That's so true. I like to think of those same principles as I walk into any of my classes. I love a class that can make me want to look forward to the next one."

Before I realized what was happening, I was pinned to my car with my back splayed on the cold metal that seeped under the top of my dress.

He must have saw my wide eyes staring at him in surprise because he had given me a small smirk with his lips right in front of mine. "If you give me such smiles, I don't know what I might do." He moved to my ear and whispered what he needed to say next and my eyes shuddered a little and I weakly pushed him away from me, but it felt like I had no strengthen next to his abs that was under my fingers.

'I have to get away from this guy', I thought in a frantic haze, 'before I do something that isn't me. I-I'm not ready for this. My mind isn't ready for these types of things yet.' "Gaara, um, can you please step back a little..." even I knew that my voice didn't sound convincing at the moment, so I kept pushing with my weak hands to emphasize that I meant what I was saying.

Gaara glanced at my hands and looked back up at my face. He must have saw that I meant what I was saying and finally, after five long, agonizing minutes of just standing here in the same position, he backed up a little bit. He grabbed a stand of my red hair and let it fall from his fingers until he had a wisp of it. As he did this his teal orbs did not once leave my jade ones. I felt like I was in some kind of hazy trance and was trapped by the intensity of his look, but it was broken when he surprised me by kissing that wisp of red in his hand.