Chapter 1: Fangirls

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(Name) walked down the street, her bag loosely hanging on her shoulder. It was peaceful for once, and she enjoyed it more than anything in the world.

"(Name)-kun!" A familiar, feminine voice yelled.

(Name) muttered something inaudible under her breath before turning around and pretending to glare at the pink-haired girl.

"Yes?" She snapped, internally cringing as Sakura flinched at her harsh tone.

"Ah--I-I was wondering if I c-could walk with you to the a-academy." The pink haired girl struggled with her words as she squirmed underneath (Name)'s 'scrutinizing gaze'.

"Uh, sure." (Name) agreed awkwardly before turning around and not waiting for a response from her.

(Name) could literally feel the desperation come off of Sakura in waves. She shuddered as Sakura caught up to her and latched herself onto her arm, a wide smile on her face.

(Name) resisted the urge to push Sakura away from her, but that would have been rude and kinda abusive.

"Sakura, please let go of my arm." (Name) tried to lightly pry herself from Sakura.

"A-ah, sorry (Name)-kun!" Sakura quickly apologized and let go immediately
blushing furiously at the thought of coming in contact with (Name).

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As (Name) and Sakura walked into the academy together, (Name) was bombarded with questions by her fellow peers.

"Are you and Sakura dating?!"

"NO WAY! (NAME)-KUN IS MINE!"

"(Name)-kun, leave Sakura and come with me!"

She ignored them. Not that she really wanted to, the questions were just retarded.

(Name) falsely glared at people as she passed them to get to Iruka's classroom. People moved out of her way as she walked down the hallway, just like she planned for them to.

Sakura was still tailing behind (Name) creepily, and she weirdly didn't mind much.

(Name) reached the classroom, sliding open the door and leaving it like that so Sakura could come in after her.

Everyone stopped what they were doing to look at (Name). She scanned the room, looking for an empty seat. She decided to sit in the back so she could doze off when Iruka was lecturing.

(Name) plopped down in an empty seat next to Naruto, a supposed 'demon', according to the villagers of Konoha. In all honesty, (Name) had tried several times to see what was wrong with him, what exactly made him so demonic that people threw rocks at him and went out of their way to avoid him.

It made no sense, but people were made to be people.

Naruto was surprised that (Name) decided to sit next to him. Naruto didn't like her, or that no good Sasuke. Always tried to show off and tried to be better than everybody else.

(Name) was considered cool and mysterious. She or 'he' in this case, wore a black cloak-like hoodie, slightly baggy dark grey sweats, and she had a mask on. (Think of Kakashi's face thing that covers his mouth. That's what she wears.) (Name) kept her hood on and her hair was cut shorter, about shoulder-length.

(Name) wore black closed-toe ninja shoes.

(If you don't like it, change it.)

(Name) glanced boredly at the blonde next to her, only to see him staring right back. (Name) raised an eyebrow even though she knew Naruto probably couldn't see it.

"Can I help you?" (Name)'s 'deep and masculine' voice rang in Naruto's ears.

"Hmph!" Naruto grunted as he turned away from (Name), his arms crossed.

(Name) blinked and looked towards the front of the classroom. She mentally banged her head against a nonexistent wall as she saw Ino and Sakura skipping towards her.

"(Name)-kun! Can I sit next to you?" Sakura asked (Name) fluttering her eyelashes. (Name) bit the inside of her cheek, the question ringing inside of her head.

"No way, Billboard Brow! I'M sitting next to (Name)-kun!" Ino butted in, yelling at Sakura.

"NO, I AM, INO-PIG!" Sakura yelled back, shoving Ino.

A group of girls now came up and started fighting with Sakura and Ino. (Name) sighed and got up, looking for another seat. There was only one seat and that was by...

Sasuke. Sasuke Uchiha.

(Name) never really talked to him, he was so mean and intimidating. He always glared at her, like he was trying to figure her out. Good luck with that.

(Name) walked over to the empty seat beside the Uchiha. She plopped down in the seat just as the bell rang. (Name) noticed that Sasuke didn't seem to notice her, or if he did, he didn't care.

Iruka came into the classroom, seeing everyone in their seats, even Ino and Sakura even though they were fighting just moments ago. Iruka greeted the class and some did likewise before he started to drone on and on about ninja stuff. (Name) was already starting to doze off.

"(NAME)!" Iruka yelled, making (Name) jolt awake.

"Hm?" (Name) hummed, half-aleep as her eyes darted to Iruka.

"COME UP HERE, NOW!" Iruka yelled, his face turning red.

(Name) puffed out her cheeks, feeling them heat up in embarrassment as she stood up from her seat and made her way to the front of the classroom with all eyes on her.

"Since you have the nerve to sleep during my lecture, perform the Transformation Jutsu!" Iruka yelled angrily, pointing at [Name].

The Transformation Jutsu.

In other words, (Name)'s worst jutsu.

She shakily brought her hands together into the correct handsign and thought of Iruka before allowing her chakra to flow and perform the jutsu. A distinctive poof was heard and everyone sat on the edge of their seats to see through the smoke.

"Good. As expected from a (Surname)." Iruka complimented and nodded before sending (Name) back to her seat.

She released the jutsu with a heavy sigh.

"(Name)-kun is so cool!"

"Psh, showoff."

"Kya, he's just so dreamy~!"

(Name) walked back to her seat with clammy palms. She sat down in her seat and plunked her head down into her arms and attempted
to calm her frazzled
nerves.

She could feel someone glaring at her. (Name) turned her attention towards the Uchiha, his onyx eyes already boring into her mysterious (e/c) ones.

"Hn." Sasuke grunts, turning his head towards the window.

(Name) raised an eyebrow and shook her head.

Boys..
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Edited.

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