Melody - Naruto Fanfiction

Chapter 1

"Down the hallway to your right, dear"
I swear taking each step up a staircase is like running a marathon. I trudge slowly up the stairs, until at last I took the finally step before collapsing, face first, in front of room 31. I can feel the weight of my guitar pressing against my back and newly bruise forming on my forehand. Seconds later the clanging and rattles of a old wooden door pounds into my ears. A slight wind blew onto my hoodie as the wooden door slides open, revealing a very, disturbed teacher.
"Can I help you?"
"I think I'm good down here" my voice muffled by the wooden floor.
It's actually very comfortable, considering its wood, maybe I'll just take a tiny nap-

"Oh thats right!" The man exclaimed while cupping his left fist with his right hand.
"Welcome Wakana!"
With my face still implanted into the wood I raise my left hand and gave a thumbs up.
"Hold on a sec, here, up we go." The guy chanted while attempted to lift my heavy body. What can I say, I love food.
"Um, Wakana, you can help me a bit here" he grunted, still half way of getting me up. This is the first time since I was a baby that I have been carried so I just stayed still and dangled from his arms.

Next minute, I felt the ground scraping my knees while my arms are being stretched.
"Ow" my voice once again muffled by the guy's shirt.
And then in a split second, my forehand gave a huge kiss to the floor, adding another bruise to my collection.

The guy stood next to me with his hands on his hips, while panting like a dog.
Eventually he caught his breath and cleared his throat.
"Ok, class, sorry about the disruption, had to do a bit of a workout."
I felt eyes piercing through my back.
"Anyways, this is.... Wakana." The man gestured towards his left.

After a few moments of silence, he cocked his head to the left to see me still stuck to the floor. A sigh escaped his lips
" I'm not doing this again, come on Wakana, up we get"
"Sure thing sir, right after I finish my makeout session with my new boyfriend" I just hate it when your in the most comfortable spot and you have to move. Like in bed, its nice a cosy and warm, then bam, your mum calls for you.

"Um excuse me sir?"
"Yes Sakura?
"You left the door open"
"Oh right, thankyou Sakura"

In a flash an excruciating pain pierced through my right hand.
"MOTHER-" I jolted right up in the air and and began squeezed my right hand.
"Oh my gosh, I am terribly sorry Wakana, I didn't mean to step on your hand. Do you need an ice pack or a -"
I just rose my swollen, blood red hand up.
"And I thought I was fat" I clicked my tongue and faced the classroom.

It was quite a sight, with boys and girls mouth opened or an eyebrows raised or a confused expression.
"Um as I was saying before, this is Wakana and I am Iruka-sensei please introduce yourself" Iruka shoved me forward.

"Hoi."
A frustrated sigh came from behind.
"Just go sit down."

I glanced around the classroom and saw a spare seat next to a black haired boy. I was heading towards the seat, until I saw the boy giving me a disgusted look and half the class glaring at me. Okay this is beyond scarier than watching Conjuring.

Okay then... I awkwardly changed my directions and bee lined to a nice looking blonde boy.

His head was resting on his arms, and his chest was slowly moving up and down. So as quietly as I can, I tried to pull out the chair next to him.

Keyword- tried

I ended up making an ear defening ,screeching noise, like nails to a chalk boared. The thought of it made my whole body cringed. But whats even more cringy, is imagining a tooth pick under your toe nails and banging it against the wall. Ok now I am feeling lightheaded. Let me just kiss the floor once more.

And that ladies and gentleman, is how I started my collection of bruises on my forehead. Remember, you need three to start a collection.

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Pizza out