I Want To Change The world

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I went the rest of my day in a bad, sad, shitty mood. I texted my lovely mother and told her I had to stay after school she said that was fine and she would pick me up whenever. I have to stay after school to start something new and get a jumped on it. I wonder if I can move art classes, I suppose not since there are no more after 7th period.

Art is my escape and now being put in a bad mood I have to sit through History and Philosophy with nothing bringing me happiness, usually I daydream and come up with good art ideas in those classes but sadly today I am too sad.

I walked into History with my bag and took out my notebook, the cover was filled with little doodles and things I liked. I'm in a slump, I don't know what to draw, I don't know what I want to express in my art. Maybe I should just draw what I feel. Angry.

"Hey blondie" Kisame took a seat right next to me. "Sorry about your crappy art" he finished.

"Shut up and fuck off. You fish looking asshole" I stood up from my seat and grabbed my stuff, Kisame grabbed my arm, I turned around and I might have over reacted.

I punched him in the face.

Holy Shit! My hand hurts, ha that's what he gets. Even I can run out of patience. I kind of stood their with wide eyes, I smirked that felt good.

"Deidara, Kisame the office now!" Our history teacher yelled. I turned to Kisame he was holding a tissue to his nose, I smiled. I had no idea that would feel so good. I mean sure my hand is killing me and will probably start bruising but I punched someone and they deserved it.

I walked into Mr. Sarutobi's office I sat in one of the chairs and looked at him. He looked at Kisame and shook his head. "Two times in one day Kisame" he looked at me "both incidents involving Deidara"

I glared at the desk I had forgotten about my project after all that went down now I'm angry again. Maybe this time he wont fuck with me.
"Deidara care to explain what happened?" I sighed

"I punched him" I said with a smile. No point in lying I punched him and I don't care.

"I see, okay I'm going to have punish you some how. Community Service? or maybe Detention" He looked at us. Oh do we pick?

"Um detention?" I asked. "Where is it" I had other questions but he looked pretty annoyed.

"It's with Mr. Senju in the art room" he muttered looking around his desk. I smiled this is perfect I was going to stay after anyway. Literally how convenient.

"I'll take detention" I said and stood up from my chair. He looked at me with questioning eyes, "Right okay its after school till 4" he looked at Kisame.

"Kisame, detention today?" he asked, I cocked an eyebrow what the hell why is he asking him if he wants detention today. Shouldn't it be you have detention today.

"Can't we have a game today and Itachi already wont be there" He said wiping his nose looks like the blood stopped.

"Okay, tomorrow detention in the library" Mr. Sarutobi said. I stood there with wide eyes mouth open. He can still play in the game after pushing me and breaking my art project and apparently he gets to decide when he wants detention. This school holds sports higher than anything and anyone. It's complete bullshit.

I walked out of the office and made my way to my next class Philosophy my last class of the day until detention. I can't wait to complain to Mr. Senju, I'm also going to yell at him for deciding that he needed to leave the classroom earlier today.

I sat in my seat in the back and began to write down notes, I like Philosophy I always have different opinions then everyone and I like being able to voice my opinions without anyone starting any bullshit, since there are no jocks in this class. No Itachi, Kisame no Nagato or that loud mouth Yahiko. That kid is funny sure but he's loud and annoying. The only one I would prefer to deal with out of all them is Nagato, he doesn't talk all that much. Just kind of there, but I don't know maybe he's the master mind behind everything that happens in the school.

Tomorrow I have gym which has already ruined my mood, I'm not bad at sports actually pretty good. But I hate my gym class I mean I have Tobi and Hidan which makes it bearable but I also have Itachi and Kisame.

After class was over I quickly packed my stuff up and made my way to the art room. I walked in and put my stuff down. I grabbed some water, paint brushes and paint. I need a canvas. I got up from my seat and walked over to the cabinet I looked through it looking for a medium sized canvas, perfect. I picked it up and looked at it.

"Oh you're here, no talking this is detention" Mr. Senju said as he walked in with a cup of coffee.

"Sure thing Mr. Senju no talking" He nodded his head and took a seat at his computer.

"Oh but a couple things" I said and started dipping my paintbrush into the paint. I have no idea what to paint.

"You're not allowed to leave the classroom during 7th period I don't want more of my art getting ruined by a brute" I put the paint covered brush onto the canvas and started painting lines.

Mr. Senju didn't say anything he just nodded his head, I'm sure he feels bad after all I was working on that project for weeks.

I was on fire, not going to lie this looks amazing, I wasn't sure what it was going to be but now that I'm looking at it I can already tell its a master piece. I used mostly blues and blacks there are some tads of purple. I need more white, I quickly got up from my seat only noticing now the Mr. Senju has left the room.

The white paint is in the cupboard higher up and I can't reach it without standing on the counter. Its in the highest spot because idiots don't even know how to pour paint properly. How do you spill it over your self? Just pour a little at a time it doesn't come out fast if anything you have to squeeze it.

Well I'm not waiting for Mr. Senju to come back, I pulled a chair over stepped on the chair and on to the counter top. I stood on my toes and grabbed the white paint. I took a step back, my life definitely flashed before my eyes and I felt my heart plummet to my stomach. My foot slipped off the counter and I was falling backwards.

I closed my eyes and tightly held the white paint in my arms, I don't want it to fall I don't want to clean up paint.

I screamed as I fell off the counter and waited until I would reach the floor and lay there, thinking about life and such.

But I never hit the ground, instead I landed on something. I opened my eyes and looked directly into dark black eyes, Itachi Uchiha was holding me in his arms. He caught me, my face blossomed red and I quickly moved out of his arms.

"Sorry" I quietly muttered and went over to my seat. I poured the white paint into the paint pallet and silently cried in my head. Why do I embarrass myself in front of everyone?