Life is Life

Back Again

I dreaded the end of this period, a class I would usually be thrilled to leave. Art class, not really my thing I needed to take it for the credit it was either art or music and I hate music class. It isn't like I thought it would be, we were learning about music notes and shit, I just want to listen to music, talk about it and all the normal shit I don't want to write it.

So Kiba and I switched to art and now we sit next to each other in this class. You would think we would mess around especially in a room that gives you things to fuck around with.

We take art very seriously we both give each other advise and try and come up with new ideas. This is a good art class because there isn't any hard core artist, like Sai. That kid is way too good. We try our best in the class because at the end of the first quarter the art teacher picks four students to go on a field trip. We want to be two of the four.

I focused on the horribly painted landscape I thought this would be easy, you ever see a person draw something online? Yeah I thought if I looked up how to paint a tree online it would make it easier. I was wrong, it was a lot harder than I thought and it's literally a tree why can't I just be good at something? Besides history.

I like gym class and having Lee and Kiba in the class made it 100 times better. Lee has his sports buddies but hes always on our team when we play on teams. Kiba is like a crazy psychopath, he is really competitive and is always yelling at everyone mostly me. Because I suck at gym class.

I'm really not good at anything, I like history so I'm good at it and the teachers love me. That's all, I've never really been good at anything I can't sit down and read a book, I can't draw a tree, I'm not athletic and I don't do music. Really what am I going to do with my life? History teacher? That really does seem like the only option doesn't it.

I put my art stuff away with everyone else, three minuets before the bell rings. I guess because my art class is close to my locker I'll just walk there now, I won't walk around the whole school again. 

When the bell rang I walked to my locker put my orange hat on and my jacket, for some reason I'm more scared to go to Sasukes this time than I was last time. It was raining earlier I hoped it stopped since I'm sure we'll be walking to his house. I shut my locker and took out my phone. I'm not in the mood for Sasuke today, maybe it was because none of my friends were here or maybe it was because I learned more about grandfather today, either way. I'm feeling rather blue.

I saw Sasuke approaching with Neji and Gaara, I sighed of course they were coming over. Sasuke always walks in the middle or on the right side I noticed it because none of my friends were here today and that meant I have more time to look at people. Some people I've never seen before go to this school, people I've never even met.

I walked to Sasuke and we all walked out of the school and down the sidewalk. I think I have this place just about memorized and I'm sure I can make it home after this. The three of them were having a conversation none of which caused them to laugh. Which is weird I couldn't imagine a conversation with my friends without laughing. They have such a weird and serious friendship. It makes me uncomfortable. But also intrigued. I wonder if I can go all day tomorrow without laughing? I'm going to try.

I walked closer behind them to see if I could hear the conversation, how sneaky of me. I heard Neji talking about sports, Sasuke just grunting. I looked at Gaara, he seemed to see that I got closer. He started to slow his pace and was now walking beside me. Do I speak? Should I speak, what do I say? Oh hello there.

"Naruto" he spoke my name, I looked over at him. He has eyeliner on but its smudged in the corner of his eye not much all he has to do is wipe up and it will be back to normal. Gaara is an outcast who wears eyeliner and dark clothes and yet he is such good friends with them. I wonder if they grew up together.

I smiled at him "Hi" I probably sounded super energetic but I just want the conversation to get a move on so I could tell him his eyeliner is smudged, because its really bothering me. His eyes are so blue why does he wear so much dark eyeliner it makes his bright eyes look darker. Maybe he likes it like that.

"You're weird" I turned my head so fast my neck cracked.

What the hell..... I'm weird? ME! Where did that even come from? I didn't do anything, hes the weird one. How is that the way to start a conversation?

"What?" That's all that really needed to be asked wasn't it.

"You're weird, You have those marks on your face. You walk weird, do you see how you walk?" Gaara's tone was genuine, I wonder if he's ever talked to anyone other then Sasuke and Neji or his team mates. I wonder, does he know how weird he is?

"What?! How am I the weird one! Do you see how you walk? Hmmm" I know Sasuke and Neji can hear me, but they are clearly trying to ignore me. Gaara looked shocked that I would say that even though I didn't say anything remotely rude.

"Do you know how to talk to other people? That's not how you start a conversation" I looked over at Gaara his cheeks dusted with pink, I embarrassed him. I hope I don't get punched, but I can help him I know how I used to be, I was the same. I had Kiba and he helped so I will help Gaara.

"I think, I can help you" I walked closer to him and we both walked slower, now Sasuke and Neji can't hear us. I feel like I'm doing something wrong.
He looked at me he didn't say anything but he seemed interested.

"Help me with what?" He looked at me, his face was pure confusing. Idiot.

"Talking to people I can help, you convey this sort of dark persona and I think it scares people" Gaara looked over at me, he smiled a little I wonder if he likes to scare people.

"I'm not changing my clothes" He demanded well I guess that's fine he should at least change his hair. It was smoothed at the top and it looked forced down with hair gel, it doesn't go with his look. 

"You should change your hair." I smiled at him, I could mess it up right now.

"How?" he gently put his hand up to his hair and touched it.

I laughed, he seemed to really like his hair like that. If he wasn't such a creepy guy I would laugh at him in the halls.

"Here" I stood on the tip of my toes and messed up his hair, my hands were gross and sticky but I still continued to ruffle his hair. When I felt it was good enough I took my hands and wiped it on his red long sleeve shirt. "There, I think your hair is like mine it looks better if we don't mess with it in the morning"
He brought his hand up and messed with the pieces as they stood up, so much better than before. He smiled a small smile and left his hair alone. He looked forward.

"Tomorrow at school you can wear your hair messy and don't act so quiet all the time. I know its not easy but if you want to say something say it. Even when you're with your friends if you say something stupid who cares? OH! You can sit with us at lunch if you want"

Gaara smiled and nodded his head, this is good. I hope I can actually help him, he seems a lot like me.

"Gaara!" I yelled really loud, Sasuke and Neji jumped and turned around oops. "Your eyeliner is smudged" I smiled at him as his face turned red and nodded his head. I walked ahead and ended up walking with Sasuke as Neji kept glancing at Gaara, a soft tint of pink on his cheeks. Aw, they like each other.