Chapter 1

This is ridiculous! She thought. She sat up in her chair and began to erase ferociously on her sketchbook. This had been her sixth time erasing the same drawing. The poor paper was already looking worn out by such actions.

"Why can't I get it to look right!?" she said in a frustrated tone.

Attempting once more and failing miserably, at least in her eyes, she gave up. She closed her book and waited for the school bell to ring.

Hinata was always early to school. She didn't really know why. She didn't have to be, yet she did it anyways. She figured it was because she liked the silence and the abundance of space. It's ironic but, her teacher was always late and the rest of the class would come five minutes before the bell. So she would never have to worry about unexpected company. Hinata was the type that always enjoyed being alone; then again, she wasn't much of social butterfly anyways.

Minutes passed and slowly people started to walk inside the classroom.

RING! The school bell rung.

"Oi! Hinata!" A female voice said across the room.

It was a pink-haired girl with bright green eyes. Her uniform emphasized all her curves and her soft, shiny legs stood out from her skirt. She was truly beautiful compared to Hinata. Well, at least that's what Hinata herself thought.

"Hey Sakura." She said with a smile. She began to look around the room with a confused look, "Where's Ino?" she asked.

Sakura rolled her eyes and folded her arms across her chest. "Where do you think?" She responded. "She's with her stupid boyfriend! She's probably making out or something. It's more than likely she's not coming to class today." She said with an annoyed look. Soon enough, Sakura started to ramble about 'Ino pig' and how she was messing up her life by hanging out with her 'weird boyfriend'. She tended to do that a lot. Talk endlessly about Ino, or really anything she didn't like. Yet, Hinata always patiently listened. She was a good friend. She never ignored Sakura's or Ino's feelings. That's probably why they were so close. They trusted her friendship.

After Sakura finished her long speech she glanced at Hinata's desk. Something had caught her attention. She saw Hnata's sketchbook. Her arm slowly went for the book.

"Please don't open that!" Hinata squeaked. But it was too late, Sakura had already opened the book.

"Wow!'" she said in amazement. She stared at a red-faced Hinata. Blushes crawled across her cheeks. She looked down at the floor in embarrassment.

"Hinata! What are you so embarrassed about!? This is amazing!" she said in awe.

And It was true, Hinata was a very good artist. All her work looked like it came straight from the Heavens. It was as if God himself had made it. She was truly advance for her age, but her insecurities always got the best of her. Hinata always believed she wasn't talented. No matter how many times her friends, teachers, even art schools told her she had great potential she never truly accepted it.

"Don't lie to yourself." She whispered.

"I'm not!" Sakura yelled just a little too loud. "This is beautiful! I swear!"

Hinata slowly raised her head up to face her," Thanks." She murmured in disbelief.

Sakura pulled up a chair from a desk next to Hinata's, she sat down, and took out her stuff. She looked at her insecure friend for a couple seconds, seeing that she had no change of thought, she sighed and said," fine, whatever. If you want to believe you suck than you suck." Once again, she grabbed Hinata's sketchbook and slowly flipped through the pages. "But I don't think so." she softly mumbled.

Suddenly the classroom door burst open. The whole class went silent by what they saw.

"Sorry I'm late!" Said a man with spiky white hair and a mask that covered one of his eyes. "I was on my way to the classroom and, well, let's just say your fellow classmate was at it again."

At last the teacher was here, but not quite as expected. He was holding a boy from the back of his shirt tugging on the collar of his uniform. The boy looked like a mess. His blonde spiky hair was all over the place, his shirt was half tucked, and the buttons weren't exactly in the correct order. On top of that his pants were wrinkled and his fly was vividly open. Surprisingly, the boy was neither scared nor embarrassed, he was actually quite relaxed.

"That fucking idiot! Doesn't he ever get tired?!" Sakura muttered harshly.

Her comment was barely audible but Hinata heard it and she knew exactly what she meant. She couldn't stop the blush that was slowly spreading across her face.

"Sit down Naruto." Kakashi Sensei said finally letting go of the boy." Everyone else go back to your seats, we're starting class."

Sakura got up from Hinata's desk and put back the chair she had taken to its place. She grabbed her stuff and waved. "Talk to you after class, ok?" Hinata nodded and waved back at her friend as she headed back to her assigned seat.

Hinata turned to face the board. She then noticed the blonde boy who had just gotten in trouble. He was sitting three seats in front of her on her right. He was surrounded by other guys who seemed to be in a trance as he spoke. He had a proud smile across his face and his hands behind his head. She couldn't really hear everything they were talking about but most of it was pretty clear.

"So how was it?!" one guy said.

"Yea, was she good?" Another guy said.

"Yea she's ok." The blonde answered.

"Did you make her scream?"

"Hell yea I did, how'd you think I got caught? She was screaming my name too much."

"Dude, were you her first?"

"I wish! But no that chick was wide. She was really stretched out y'know?"

"Whatever man, you're like a fucking God!"

Naruto grinned and shook his head, "Nah man, she was easy. Like I said she was really wide. She was just trying to get in my pants."

Hinata wasn't stupid she knew what they were talking about, she knew the boys reputation, and she knew why he had gotten in trouble. Yet, she couldn't help but to think he was a little cute. She had always thought he was cute since they were in middle school. Now, seniors in high school her feelings for him still hadn't changed. Naruto is so hand— her train of thought was quickly cut off by the sound of her teacher's voice.

"You guys are gonna work in groups of four. You have this whole class period to finish this assignment. Arrange yourselves within your group to get this done faster alright."

Hinata hated working in groups. She would always end up doing all the work since she could never say no to anyone.

"Ok, so the first group is Kiba, Lee, Ten Ten, and Sakura."

Hinata was a little disappointed that she wouldn't be working with her friend but she couldn't do anything about, so she just stayed quiet.

"Next is Karin, Hinata, Sasuke, and. . . umm. . . I guess I'll put Naruto,"

Hinata felt her heart skip a beat and her stomach twist upside down. Naruto! She thought. I'm working with Naruto!