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On a roll

"Hinata?"

"You know the quiet girl from math…"

"Yuki?"

"No the smart one… ring a bell?"

"…"

"Um…Neji's cousin"

"Oh yeah! What about her?"

"You could get her to tutor you, she'll do it. I bet she's desperate for people to talk to her"

"Yeah I guess so, come on."

Hinata sighed heavy as she came out of here hiding place, adjusting the over large jacket of her school uniform. No she wasn't eavesdropping but she wasn't very sociable, as in pretty, skinny or popular so she tended to get teased sometimes. All the time. So… they thought she was desperate so she'd do anything and if she declined they'd probably ridicule her. Figures. That's just the story of her life.

Hinata Hyuuga

16

Heiress

Wealthy

Mousey

Outcast

Those last words one doesn't normally associate with an heir but they perfectly described Hinata the wallflower, the nerd or the most recent the stalker. Ok, before you start getting creeped out it was just a misunderstanding. This happens more times than you can count with Ms Hyuuga. See the thing is, she liked this guy I mean total all out crushing, butterflies, fluttering heart, dizziness and all that jazz but he's totally dense, popular, but dense. She had simply been trying to talk to him but every time she would freeze up or stutter incoherently, simply act like a total weirdo which she wasn't. So she had this bright idea to follow, not stalk, him so that if the opportunity came up to tell him how she felt she'd grab it. Too bad that after two weeks it didn't come and his friends started to notice, damn Sasuke, and pointed it out. Safe to say people gave her a wide berth nowadays.

Hinata sighed again and tucked her chin in her excessive jacket which she deliberately got three sizes too large for her frame.

"If you keep doing that people will think your weird."

Hinata turned to see the one person in the school who actually spoke to her like she was human, Neji.

"N..Neji so glad t..to see you a..are we e..eating together t..today?"

She blushed. Damn stuttering. Neji gave her a small smile. If people noticed her they'd see how cute she was not that he'd admit it to her.

He gave her a small nod, turned and started to walk away, she promptly followed. Soon the reached an old tree in an area of the school the others didn't often venture. She set up the food items and they began to eat. It was a while before anyone spoke.

"Hinata?"

The girl in question squeaked in surprise. Neji shook his head at her antics.

"Y..y..yes neji-ni-san"

"You really should make some friends."

"Am I a b..bother?" tears welled up in her large doe like eyes.

"No," Neji sighed "it's because you'll to be lonely when I'm not around."

Hinata smiled softly at his concern. "I'll be fine nii-san"

"No you won't."

Hinata didn't know what to say to that so she said nothing.

After they ate, Neji followed Hinata to her class.

"You know, if Neji-sama wasn't your cousin you'd be a total and complete outcast."

Hinata turned to see Karin, the bitch, smirking at her.

"Back off bitch face," Tayuya, a kinda frenemy of Hinata, sneered at the red headed girl who in turn huffed and left. Hinata was left in awkwardness so she turned to thank Tayuya only to have an assignment sheet stuffed in her face.

"I forgot about this piece a shit, finish it, got that." Hinata took the paper that had been dangled in front of her and sighed deeply as Tayuya walked away.

By the time the session ended Hinata had finished the assignment for Tayuya as well as the class assignment and got all her notes so when the girl held out her hand she got her paper and Hinata was saved a beaten, she guessed she never knew what 'or else' signified.

As the Hyuuga made her way to the gate to leave she contemplated about her life. She'd always been shy, well not always, when her mother was alive…

For possibly the hundredth time that day the Hyuuga heir sighed.

Father.

She headed for the parking lot to her parked 2014 midnight blue BMW, just in case you didn't realize but the Hyuuga's are stinking rich, anyway she got in started the engine and headed home. She kinda wished she didn't have to go home, that she had friends and they'd be hanging out now laughing, flirting doing whatever. It was this wishful thinking that caused her not to see the red light or that the car in front of her had stopped so…

WHAM!

The sound of metal on metal filled the quiet intersection. The man in the front car was suddenly jerked forward with a slight 'what the hell' look on his face.

When in the face of disaster Hinata did what she did best at…she fainted.

When the Hyuuga finally came to she was in a white room, she tried to get up but her head ached so she lay back down. She heard the door open and out or the corner of her eye she saw her little sister Hanabi.

"You feeling better Hina-baka"

Hinata frowned, "I r..really am an i..idiot a..aren't I?"

"Aww Hina-chan I was only trying to cheer you up"

"You're pretty bad at it."

Both girls turned their heads to see Neji leaning door.

"You spaced out" He stated.

Hinata sighed. "Yeah I guess I did"

Neji shook his head, "Baka"

Hinata giggled.

"Hey! That's not fair when I say it she wanted to cry." whined the little girl.

"W..what did father s..say?"

"I dunno," answered Hanabi with a shrug before addressing the Hyuuga male

"Neji?"

"He and other man already sorted things out so you don't have to worry."

"He thinks I am u..useless, d..doesn't he"

"Hn" he replied with a glare meaning that Hinata should just shut up.

"No way, Hina-chan! He was pretty worried" enthused the youngest Hyuuga.

"Really" hope laced her voice.

"Yeah, that car was brand new" Hanabi snickered.

For that Hanabi got a cuff to the back of the head and a pillow to the face.

In two days Hinata was out of the hospital perfectly healthy once more.

She didn't have any classes because it was Saturday so she took the time to frantically make up for what she missed. It was late in the night when she got through everything after which she quietly thought to herself that this must be the reason why she had no friends. Here she was cooped up inside doing school work on a Saturday no less. Why couldn't she be a natural genius like that lazy Shika guy or the pink haired girl that's always chasing that other jer…genius with the spiky hair. She was never good with names. Even Neji and Hanabi were geniuses they only had to see something once to totally master it while she had to go over it a dozen times which sucked. She tried so hard. Father. Hinata sighed. She now needed to cheer her self up.

Cinnamon rolls were her drug, her guilty pleasure. They were soooo good and Good Boy made the best. A little pricey but it was so worth it. So creamy, so sweet,so much melt in your mouth goodness, so totally high in calories, but, alas resistance was futile.

Why did she like them so much well it was the first gift she ever got from a boy but this was a long time ago before her mother died. While they were out shopping an older boy knocked her over so she started to cry and he had them so he gave her one. It was the most delicious thing she ever tasted and Good Boy is the only brand that comes close to the one she ate back then.

Hinata soon found herself out on the balcony of the large house. The breeze was so refreshing she could sleep and she did.

Hinata felt well rested, her sheets were so comfortable. It barely registered to her that she had fell asleep on the balcony not her bed. So she wouldn't realize that her father had come for her to make some tea for him, found her there and tucked her in. A touching moment and she wasn't even conscious.

The weeks went by quickly until soon it was nearing the Christmas holidays and the dreaded end of term exams. Yes people money cannot buy away tests. Sigh. Konoha Elite Academy grounds were flocked with students studying for exams. Hinata could hardly find a quiet place to read. Even her spot where she ate with Neji was currently occupied by two Uchihas. She had no problem with them but it was the horde of girls that followed them that she feared. They'd tease her mercilessly if they saw her approaching. And they called her a stalker. Her only option was to wait for school to end.

Since the car incident her father hired a driver to carry her home. She sighed and got into the chauffeured Rolls Royce. One the way home she suddenly didn't feel like going home so she asked the driver to take her to Red Moon Coffee House which was a quaint little place, didn't serve cinnamon rolls but still very cozy. She liked it there, she felt relaxed. She instructed the driver to pick her up in two hours. It was here, this day that her life would change forever.

an: Well thats the first chap. how was it review please.