Red thread of fate - (Love story Naruto Uzumaki)

Chapter 7

"My name is Ayumi! But you can just call Yumi! I'm a hundred and twenty... Oh, I mean, twelve years old, aha-ha... - Ayumi introduced herself as she stood in front of the class and her new classmates. It took a lot of effort to keep a friendly smile on her face and hide the trembling in her legs and body.

Being in this situation, she could not help feeling deja vu, and images from her past life flew before her eyes. Seeing the frowns and incredulous expressions on the faces of the children, she realized that the chance of repeating events from her past life is very, very high. And even though she now has the opportunity to stand up for herself, it is not a fact that she will be able to use it. Now they were looking at her hair, whispering to each other and giggling, probably noticing her simple black dress and far from attractive appearance in their opinion.

"Please note, this time I won't cry or get angry if someone calls me a tomato. They're just jealous. They are the ugly ones, not me! My mother was the most beautiful girl in the world, and I will be the same! I wonder what he'll say now. Will she show her true human nature or something else? " - she looked with interest at the blond man standing among the children, whose face flushed and he quickly looked away. AMI, who was standing next to Hinata, was smiling broadly and waving. She and Hinata were one of the few who did not look at her as an enemy of the people, unlike the same pink-haired girl.

Seizing the moment when Iruka's teacher turned away, Ayumi lowered her lower eyelid with her finger and stuck out her tongue. She gasped and turned away, crossing her arms and snorting loudly. The boys gasped in surprise, and some even chuckled. In the eyes of some even appeared approval, they say, the new girl is not timid, can fight back.

"One hundred and twenty?" You don't know how to count? a black-haired boy in a blue t-shirt asked with a grin. The entire class laughed again.

— And you don't seem to know how to joke." the red-haired woman grinned in turn. Sasuke clearly not expected from it such a response and because was confused, especially, when guys again laughed.

— Don't act like a Turkey, or you'll end up in the soup." Ayumi grinned, feeling a dark, almost sadistic satisfaction at the sight of the dark-haired man's red and frowning face.

"I will never let anyone hurt me again."

When she saw the blond boy's admiring gaze, she winked at him with a smile that made him blush again and quickly look away.

"Well, a nice boy like that can't be a jerk, can he? Please don't let it be like this!"

- Sensei, can I ask you a question? suddenly raised a hand to Sakura. The boys stopped laughing. Now they looked from Haruno to the new girl with interest.

— Ask. Iruka nodded with a smile.

— Is that legal?" That she had come here so suddenly. We, for example, were here by selection. - In voice and glance Sakura was suspicion and distrust to newcomer, and also a certain bit of envy.

— This is called by familiarity or by blat. - Agreed with it Sasuke, despite Ayumi with not less suspicion and dislike. After all, she had made him look ridiculous.

— It's because she's the daughter of that beautiful lady!" — what's that? " someone in the class shouted, and everyone agreed.

— It's not that important. Iruka frowned. There was a stern note in his voice. When he saw the girl's shoulders stiffen and her face go from smiling to frowning, he leaned over and put his hand on her shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. She started, turned in surprise, and visibly relaxed. — Your task is to make friends with her and make her feel at home. I will not tolerate outcasts in my class! I hope this is clear to everyone.