1- Begin The Game
When you're 14, and the guy you like likes you back and you're both too stubborn to admit it, life sucks. Sasuke Uchiha, the most popular guy in Konoha High School has had eyes for me ever since I walked in the front doors as a freshman.
"Kamika Tanruhi! What are you doing, wandering the halls?" booms an authoritative female voice.
"I'm sorry, but this is my first day. I don't know where to go." I cringe. Nice job Kamika. Lady Tsunade, the principal of Konoha High, with her fiery temper and monstrous strength is not someone to mess with.
"Which class are you in first?"
"Um......" I check my schedule. "Art. Art with Ms. Kurenai Yuhi." Tsunade nods.
"Sasuke! Kamika is new at Konoha High, so would you please show her around for the day? You have art for first period as well don't you."
A guy a couple of inches taller than me confidently walks to me. I assume he's Sasuke. His black with tinted blue hair is styled into a........how do I say this......a duck butt. Long bangs frame his pale skin, and- oh. His eyes. Are the most beautiful onyx orbs. Overall; he's insanely hot.
"Sasuke Uchiha." he smirks.
"Kamika Tanruhi." I reply. I am not the type of girl who will fall head over heels for some hot guy. I'm the type of girl who likes.......games.
"So, freshman huh?"
"You look younger." Was that a compliment or an insult? I am a bit short for my age, and well, I have a flat chest. A blush flushes my face. He gestures for me to follow him. As we walk down the halls, other students part way for Sasuke and I, and the girls, well, you can practically see the hearts in their eyes.
"You're kinda popular, pretty boy."
Sasuke shrugs. He stops at room 203 and smirks. "We're here."
I check my schedule to make sure he isn't tricking me and see that room 203 has been scrawled under "art". Sasuke gently pulls my schedule away from me.
"You've got all the same classes as I do." he smirks after glancing at it. A blush threatens to rise to my cheeks, but I push it down.
"You got a problem with that, pretty boy?" I snap. Sasuke shakes his head, still smirking. I push past him and walk in the door. Thank goodness. I'm not late. I check the clock and see that there's still 10 more minutes before the class starts. I glance around, taking in everyone and everything. A blond guy with......whiskers is waving at Sasuke? A pineapple head guy is sleeping in the desk beside the whiskered boy. A boy with a little puppy on his head and red marks on his cheeks is laughing. Unsure of where to go, I sit down beside a girl with buns and another girl with pale lavender eyes.
"Hi!" chirps the girl with buns. "I'm Tenten."
"Hi-Hinata Hy-Hyuuga." stutters the other girl. They seem nice, not too popular like pretty boy over there and not loners either.
"Kamika Tanruhi. Can I sit here? Or is this seat taken?" I gesture to a chair on the left of Tenten. Hinata shakes her head and I sit down.
"So, what grade you in?" asks Tenten. Tenten is sitting in the middle between Hinata and I.
"I'm a freshman."
Tenten smiles. "I'm a sophomore." she grins, giving us the peace sign. Hinata and I laugh, and Tenten joins in.
"New friends?" asks a voice I know. Well, I just met him.
"What do you want, pretty boy?" I snap, whirling around to face him. Sasuke smirk at me, a couple of boys behind him. The boy with blonde hair and whiskers waves cheerily to Hinata.
"Hi Hinata! Oh, why is your face turning all red?" says the blonde boy.
"Hi-hi Na-Naruto." Hinata says timidly. On the surface, I'm still scowling at Sasuke. On the inside, I'm giggling evilly. Hinata likes Naruto......hee hee......
"Sasuke, you never mentioned Kamika was so pretty!" complains the boy with red fang marks on his cheeks. I blush slightly, and he grins.
"Hey, I'm Kiba." He winks. "And if I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together." I scowl, and the blush that was previously on my face disappears. Another pretty boy. Thinks all the girls are gonna fall for him. I glance at Sasuke. He's hotter than Kiba. Sasuke leans on the table, face close to mine.
"Don't mind Kiba. He thinks every girl will fall for him. Me, on the other hand....." Sasuke smirks. He leans to my ear, breath hot and caressing my hair. ".....I'm worth your time."
Thankfully, the bell that signals the beginning of class rings loudly, and a woman I assume to be the teacher, Ms. Kurenai Yuhi, walks in. Sasuke and his friends go back to their seats, which are not that far off and sit down. She's pretty young, with shoulder length coal black hair and bright red eyes.
"Hello class, welcome to the second term of the year! We have a new student, Kamika Tanruhi." she gestures at me and I smile nervously as everyone cranes their head to get a look at me. The boys are probably judging my looks already, and the most of the girls are sizing me up, wondering if I will be popular or one of the loners.
"Don't worry about popularity. Sit with Hinata and I at lunch and you can meet our friends if you like." whispers Tenten. I nod, and smile gratefully.
"Today, for art, we will be creating Chinese brush paintings." Ms. Yuhi smiles and everyone cheers. I like her already. She seems like the type of teacher everyone loves and anyone can talk to. "Oh, and Kamika, call me Kurenai. Last names are such difficult formalities."
Kurenai sensei shows us examples of Chinese brush painting that she's done, and we look at them in awe. The one I like best is a scenery of a waterfall, with lush bushes surrounding it. "There are already supplies at your tables." Kureani tells us, then explains how Chinese brush painting is done. We start painting, and Kurenai walks around, helping people.
"I love art class. It's absolutely the best!" cheers Tenten and Hinata nods.
"Do we just talk and paint?" I ask. At my last high school in Kumogakure, the art teacher was an old man who didn't let us talk at all because he thought that art was silence. I hated him.
"Y-yes. Kurenai sensei believes communication i-is essential to art and th-that we need to be inspired by each other." says Hinata happily. I smile and dip my brush in the black ink. Konoha High is turning out to be great.
"Hey, Kamika." whispers Tenten.
"Someone's got their eyes on you." she whispers in a sing-song voice. I glance around the room, seeing a pair of onyx eyes meeting my electric blue ones.
"I-I think Sasuke likes you, Ka-Kamika." Hinata giggles along with Tenten. I pull my gaze away from Sasuke.
"Tell me about Sasuke."
"W-well, he's very po-popular, along with Na-Na-Naruto (here Hinata blushes) and his other friends."
Tenten shrugs. "Almost all the girls are his fans."
"You two?" I ask.
"Nope." they say proudly and I grin. I look back at Sasuke to see that bad-boy smirk directed at me.
"Pretty boy." I mutter. "Don't play a game you can't win."
In an hour, art class is finished. Kurenai praised every one of our art pieces, saying they're all wonderful. Sasuke smirks at me as we walk out to go to our next class.
"Hey, Hinata, Tenten, what class do you have next?" I ask, hoping they have the same class as I do.
"I have Sex Ed. with pervy old Jiraiya." groans Tenten. I'll have to ask Tenten and Hinata about all the teachers later.
"So-social Studies with Asuma sen-sensei." Hinata grins at Tenten.
"I have Math with a Kakashi Hatake sensei." I sigh. The three of us wave goodbye to each other and go our separate ways. Or rather, they do, because Sasuke is supposed to lead me around. Since Sasuke still hasn't shown up yet, I wander the halls, hoping I can find my Math class.
"Hey." says a voice behind me. I spin around, jumping a little.
"Sasuke! Don't ever sneak up on me like that again!" I snap. Looking around, no one's around in the hallway. Everyone must be in class. An arm grips me, pushing me back to the lockers gently but forcefully. Sasuke Uchiha leans in, and I'm intoxicated having him so close to me.
"Say my name again." Sasuke's hot breath tickles my cheek. "It sounds so much better when you say my name, Kamika." He twirls a strand of my waist length night black hair.
"In your dreams, pretty boy." I smirk. A devilish smile creeps onto his handsome face.
"I'll make you say it." Sasuke pulls away, freeing me.
"I doubt you can." I reply. We smirk at each other, determined to make the other one fall. Fall into love. Onyx eyes meet electric blue, both equally determined. Begin the game, Sasuke Uchiha. The jealousy game I plan to win.