Chapter 6

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"Ah, home sweet home." My mum sighed as she strolled into our house.
"Hurry up and go get change Wakana, dinner will be ready in a few minutes." My dad ushered me up the stairs.

"Sure thing dad" I climbed up the stairs, letting my bare feet rub against the fluffy stairs. I quickly unlocked my bedroom door and ran inside, jumping on my cozy bed while letting my weird hair our of my stuffy hoodie.

I started to relax a bit while gazing around my bedroom. I looked at my library of books, blue desk, walk in bathroom, I guess you can say I'm slightly spoilt. But, what can you expect if you have famous actors as your parents, not to mention chefs as well.

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The next morning I felt so reluctant to go to the academy in fear of what would happen. I groggily fell from the bed and slowly got changed.

As I walked around my room, while brushing my shoulder length hair, I came across my clock that was implanted onto my side table.

9:05am

My parents are probably halfway across the world by now filming whatever fits in their movie. Each day, they would awake at 5 am, get ready, and head out.

I letted out a deep sigh and trudge out of my door and head towards the stairs. A small grin reached my face as I positioned myself on the first step of the fluffy step.

Within seconds, my bottom slid down the stairs, thumping loudly as it went down. The feeling was painful, yet, it was so much fun.

As my bottom hit the last step, the fun ended. I stood up and rubbed my sore bottom and headed for the kitchen to find a whole buffet .

Drool started to form . I am so lucky to have parents that are chefs.

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I closed the door behind me a letted out a satisfying burp. I turned to see Mr Morris, my neighbor, giving me a dissaproval look. Oops.

I slung my back pack over my shoulders before realising, school. Ughh

I started to walk in a very slower pace than usually, which is approximately the same speed as a snail.

Soon the front of the Ninja Academy was in sight. I walked throught the long, long halls and reached my room once again. Should I collapse like yesterday?

A rumbled invaded the silence, there stood Iruka.
"Wakana..."
I kept my head down and squeezed past him and headed towards my seat.
It felt so intimidating.
Whispers floating around me.
Knives poking at my back.

I kept my hoodie over my face and raced towards my seat.

"Wow she actually showed up."
"You do realised we could get infected by her"
"Oh my gosh, you are so right, we might!"
"I mean, green does mean your sick right?"
"Right!"
"Which means she has a disease!"

Girls and boys gossiped continuously, aware that I am only a few feet away.

"H-hey Wakana" Naruto whispered.
I stayed slient.
"You ok?" Kiba questioned from in front of me.

"Yeah, I'm ok. Thanks." I muttered
Statisfied with my answer, they went back to their own lives.

Iruka has already started the lesson, yet students continued to whisper.

"So does anyone know the answer?" Asked Iruka.

I remebered the words my Mum told me, so I started to raise my hand.
"Oh look, the thing is going to talk."
"Haha as if she knows how to talk, shes too stupid."

I cringed at their harsh insults.
"Wakana?"
Giggles erupted.

"U-m nevermind mind sir..."
" haha told you"

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I guess you can say the bullying continued. Being pushed, shoved, being controlled over. Naruto and the boys are too oblivious and caught up in skipping class to notice.

Hinata is way at the front, too focused to realise.
I guess, I am really alone.

Its been a few months since I have joined. I am still lounging at the back of the class. Naruto and others are jigging class again, so I'm sitting alone once again. Iruka is once again off to do a small errand before coming back to the class.

I was laying on the table when a group of boys and girks crowed around me.

"Hey Wakana" taunted a brown haired boy.
"Why are you still here?"
"Yeah don't you belong in the zoo with the rest of the other animals"
Children laughed and chattered around me.

A sigh escaped my lips as I tried to drown myself deeper into my hoodie.

Suddenly a hand ripped of my hoodie from head, exposing me to the class.
"Hahahah ewww look at it."
I clenched my fist under the table as they poked at the ends of my hair.

What can I do about it?
Every single person here are greater than me in fighting and performing jutsus.

Without realising a fist was thrown at me from behind. I shutted my eyes, awaiting for the impact.

But, nothing. Only the faint waft of the wind.

I turned around to see a pink hair in the way.
"Don't lay another finger on her you asshole."

My eyes widened in compete shock. There stood Sakura clutching onto a girls hand which was turning blue.

Every single persons mouth dropped. Sakura..
"All of you are disgusting. Hating on someones because of their natural appearance. Shes not a monster. The only monsters here are you!!" Sakuras fist collided with the girls face, throwing her across the room and knocking her unconscious.

"DOES ANYONE ELSE HAVE ANYTHING ELSE TO SAY?!?!" everyone scurried to their seats and awaited for Iruka.

I heard Saukra a sigh and the chair next to be screech.
"Thankyou, Sakura."
"Listen Wakana, I'm so sorry for not doing it earlier. Please forgive me."
With hesitstion I  hugged her.

"Friends?"
"Friends"

We smiled at eachother.

"Ok class I'm back!"
"Oh and Wakana?" I felt Sakura whisper from my right ear.
"Yeah?"
"Um..." Sakura became flustered and started fumbling her fingers
"I actually do need the pads" Sakura smiked sheepishly.

                                                                   
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