Little Miss Disaster

Yup, My very first SakuraXNeji fic with some GaaraXSakura. So, it takes place in a prep school, yada, yada, yada. Basically, just another high school Naruto fic. Except, Naruto probably won't even be in it. Now, that I think about it why isn't it called Gaara? I mean, come on. Über sexy beast up in here! Plus, when it comes down to it the whole damn series is really about him. Well, I that's what I think. Hmmm. Maybe Neji, They should rename Naruto: Neji. Nice ring to it. I would so read a comic that was named Neji, I think we all would. Admit it, you would...

"Hello. I know you all are so happy to be here!" The sunburned overweight man in a dress suit chuckled, sharing yet another lame teacher jokes. I groaned.

'Where the hell did they get this shit from?' I thought as I eyed some hot seniors' ass.

'Sweet.' I smiled dreamily to myself.

"Another school year is here," The balding fat man made his hand in to a fist and swinged at the air in enthusiasm, "and I know everything is going to be just great!" He finished.

I rolled my eyes. What a fatty.

"Everything will is going to be just great!" I mimicked, "What a fucking loser. Great for you, fat man. You'll just be shoving Twinkies down your throat while I write term papers 'til my fingers FALL OF-" I stopped myself when I felt everyone look at me.

"Umm...Sorry uh wireless headset for my phone." I apologized.

Most people just looked at me strangely and turned to the rambling principal who was sweating buckets of what from the looks of it seemed to be butter. Ewww.

I wander around the auditorium, looking for a friendly face or at least someone who wasn't covered in acne. It's hopeless. Everyone separates in to their own little groups. The jocks, the cheerleaders, the nerds, the ugly foreign exchange students, the hot foreign exchange students, the skanks, etc, etc. I am outcast. Being new to this school, I am alone. I left all my old friends behind, in public school. I once again, scan the crowd for a fellow new comer. No such luck.

Finally, classes could begin. After all, that's why I'm here it is school. And yes, I actually like school, its hella lot better than listening to fat man rant. On the top of my schedule paper it read English. I silently cheered, not wanting to have a repeat of what happened this morning; English was one of my favorite subjects. I'm a nerd, I know.

"HURRO! WHY YOU NO SETTLE DOWN?" Said the teacher. I sighed, oh the irony of it all. A foreign lady, fresh off the boat from China teaching English. Isn't this supposed to be a "good school"?

"Settle down chirdren." Said the lady, who I was guessing was named Ms.Loveyoulongtime.

"Prease carr meh Ms. Tyreesha. No rike the rast name it sound like rorr over and die in Chinese. (A/N get it? it's the lady from Headfirst for halos), today I put you in assigned seat." Ms. Tyreesha said, pronouncing R's in words as if they could take the place of L's. I liked Ms.Loveyoulongtime better.

Alphabetically Ms.Tyreesha went down the list of names. Everyone in the class, I skipped a grade because I was smart.

I sincerely hope they're nice to me; I have this thing where I really don't feel like having a janitor come to scrape my body off the halls with a spatula.

"Sakura Haruno? HURRO? Your seat over hea! I carr you ten time arready! Gee whiz!" Ms. Tyreesha grumbled. I moved quickly to the seat, making sure to put my head down as I walked, trying to become invisible.

"Neji Hyuuga. Take seat next to Haruno." Ms. Tyreesha ordered.

I looked up, just for a second or two. I gasped.

Neji Hyuuga was one gorgeous mofo.

"Hey." I said nervously.

"…." Was his response; not that he said period, period, period but he just didn't say anything at all. He cocked his head at me.

"Why are you so ugly?" he said, seriously.

I grrr-ed at him.

"Why do you look like a woman?" I said, haughtily.

"If I were a woman, at least I would be a much prettier woman then you are." He shot back.

"Why are you so mean to me? You don't even know me." She looked like she was on the verge of tears.

"You're annoying." He sighed, opening the text book as Ms.Loveyoulongtime tried to teach us Spanish.

"THIS IS ENGLISH!" everyone screamed except me and Neji.

"No hablo englis." She said, not an L sound in her whole sentence.

I sighed. This was going to be a long class.

"Welcome to High school." Neji said, sourly eyeing my look of contempt.

I hate English.