My Guardian Angel Got Me Into Naruto... Wait, What? (Slow updates. Really slow)

My Guardian Angel Got Me Into Naruto... Wait, What?

Grace Mary Winchester walked down the street towards the old building.

She's been living there ever since she was born, almost 15 years earlier. Her family lived there for 30 years by that time.

She sighed as she struggled with the key.

That was it, she thought bitterly. The holiday is over tomorrow, and I'm starting highschool... My tenth education year.

She was, as she put it, nervous as fuck.

She threw all 11 books on her desk, realising there is no math books.

Probably gonna give them when we get to the math classes. She groaned, thinking about math. How she hated school... Her stupis classmates, the annoying teachers, P.E, and the fact that the only class she really wants to take is Literature.

Stopping in front of the All Time Low poster that was hanging right across from her bed, she smiled.

Of course the only thing that kept her going was those men. Them, as well as Pierce The Veil, Sleeping WIth Sirens, Mayday Parade, Bring Me The Horizon, Of Mice And Men, Suicide Silence (Though Mitch Lucker's death crashed her for a week. The way everyone in her school talked about him made her burst out one day, telling them all 'You motherfuckers! Mitch Lucker was an amazing person with problems! His heart is much kinder than any of yours you fuckers, and don't even start with the Satan Worshiper crap, because we all know this is ridiculous, just like your faces!' She got suspended at it, but just kept glaring), Asking Alexandria, Black Veil Brides, Panic! At The Disco, Fall Out Boy and You Me At Six. Though My Chemical Romance and Three Days Grace were no longer bands, she still owned them her life, too.

It wasn't until she stopped in front of the mirror the she realised something was off.

Was it the way her eyes looked more green than blue? Or maybe her face, that appeared to be even paler than usual? Maybe it was just the fact it was still weird she had blue hair instead of the red she had  the year before? She didn't miss her blond hair at the least. She grimaced as realised her gloves not covering everything.

"Dammit," she growled, forgetting about the fact she looked strange.

"GRACE!" Called her mom.

"YEAH MOM?" She yelled back.

"YOUR DAD HAS CALLED?"

"NOT SINCE LAUREN'S-"

"OKAY." Her mom said, stopping Grace from saying the word 'death'.

She was still waiting for her daughter to burst through the door, saying Eric was a jerk and that one of them is probably adopted.

Grace threw her earphones to the desk, taking the headphones and playing 'Oh Well, Oh Well' By Mayday Parade.

"OUR SOUNDTRACK! I'LL TELL HOW I TOOK ONE STRAIGHT TO THE HEART AND IT'S NOT EASY TO TALK ABOUT! AND THAT WAS IT-"

"Grace, goddamit! Can't you see I'm trying to sleep?!" Her mom bursted in, her blanket wrappeed around her.

"SORRY MOM!" She shouted, not realising how loud she was.

"Lauren should've been there right now, not her." Her mom muttered lowly.

"Sorry, what was that? Couldn't hear you," Grace said cheerfully.

"NOTHING."

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Only Eight hours later Grace turned off the music, when the hour was ten P.M.

She went to the bathroom, putting on some long, baggy pants and long sleeved shirt, even though it was still summer. It never occured her mother- the reason.