AN: Hey, it's me again, oh no!

This was formerly called Things Change, except yes, things have changed, and the story is now called Pretty Lies (I thought it fit the plot better.)

This is a high school fic, there will be lots of course language, and bad habits. Just a warning, please don't get offended.

If you do not like the characters behaviors, relax, they will change slowly through out the story.

This is edited, I reposted this chapter with many MAJOR changes, because I last wrote over a year ago, and I can't write this same story without changing things.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

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The morning sun was shining down on the girl, highlighting her raven locks, and complimenting her creamy skin. She had a tiny smile adorning her face, and lavender eyes that held a sparkle that drew people to her. To be precise, she looked like an angel from heaven, sent to grace the earth with her serene beauty. And her prince would be the beautifully tanned god, whose electric blue eyes would settle on no one but his angel, while his lips would smile that of one which has been carved by an angel. They would be the most perfect couple to ever grace this world; their love would be so strong that no one could ever break them apart.

And every morning the gorgeous prince would smile at his beautiful princess from his side of the bed, leaning down to plant a small kiss on her fore head, it was so gentle, his mouth was so soft.

"Good morning Naruto" her voice a mere whisper, while a slight blush appeared on her cheeks.

Her prince didn't reply, he only gazed deeply into her lavender eyes, making her melt under his intense and loving gaze.

He brought his hand to her pink tinted cheek, caressing it. She knew he was about to tell her something important, so she gave her full attention to him. He opened his mouth, whispering something that she couldn't understand, when she didn't reply he repeated himself, only a fraction louder. "Hinata, I love you." His voice was soothing but confident, and once again, she melted into his embrace. Everything was perfect, it was all she'd ever wanted, for her handsome prince to say the three most important words.

But, dreams like that never last, and Hinata was rudely reminded of that.

"Get up Hinata!" Neji shouted while forcefully ripping the ear phones out of Hinata's ears.

He looked crazy, his thick hair was out of the pony tail which it usually was in, leaving strands of hair to fall in his face, or to be more exact, his mouth. His eyes were hard and blue veins were beginning to show on the side of his head, a Hyuuga trait. And his mouth was set in a deep frown, harsh lines at the corner of his pale mouth, that was if he wasn't yelling.

She would have giggled if she wasn't so afraid of her cousin, he was pretty intimidating most of the time.

"I am under the impression that you do not fully understand the consequences of us arriving late to school." He stated matter of factly, despite his appearance he always managed to sound in control, a voice of authority, even though his status in the Hyuuga family was below Hinata's. "B-but it's...o-only 7 o' clock" Hinata mumbled, she should have known better than to argue with Neji, not only would he win but he'd also manage to make her feel lower than dirt at the same time.

His eyebrow arched as if to say 'Are you questioning my authority?'

"I hope you remember who you are speaking to." he sneered, daring the shy girl to retort. She didn't understand why he got so worked up over such little things; she guessed that he couldn't stand not being in control. Hinata nodded in response, how could she not remember? She mentally slapped herself, if she argued with Neji, it would be reported straight back to Father. "One as low as you, should know your destiny, you can't deny it. You were born to be weak. You can't escape it." He said, white eyes hard and unfriendly, hands clenched tight and shoulders hunched tensely.

All she did was nod quickly in reply; his words still hurt her no matter how many times he said them. It wasn't easy to ignore when your entire family constantly reminded you what a failure you were. Neji walked closer to the edge of Hinata's bed, he sat down on her pale pink quil without invitation. He smirked while watching Hinata attempt to edge away from him, freezing when her back hit the bed rest.

He thought he'd tease her a bit, no harm in that. It wasn't like she had anyone to run off to, she was even more alone than him.

"So, I hear you have a crush on Naruto?" his voice was confident, his expression; predatory. She squirmed under his gaze and felt her face flush; no doubt it was as red as a tomato by now. She shifted her feet uncomfortably when Neji asked her about the boy of her dreams; hopefully he wouldn't tell Naruto."He's way out of your league, he'd never date someone as low or ugly as you, no one would." He said, he hoped it made her feel bad. He'd spent years being jealous of her status in the family, that she had a mother and father when he didn't.

Hinata pressed her fingers together, willing herself to just disappear; she didn't want to hear anymore of it, even though she knew every word he spoke was true.

There were things she held onto though; hope. She hoped that one day she'd become someone different, a person that people could like, someone pretty with a personality. Maybe when she was older people would come to accept her, maybe even like her.

When she saw that Neji was facing away, she made a run for the bathroom which fortunately was located right across from her room. She ran straight in and slammed the wooden door shut; she could finally be by herself, and away from her cousin who loved to see her suffer. She quickly had a shower and washed her face, she walked out with a towel covering the majority of her body. She glanced at the body length mirror; she wasn't anything special, just a plan face with an average body. She looked at her eyes; ugly eyes. She wished for nothing more than a pair of normal eyes, any color; she couldn't stand being teased every day.

The sound of a young girl's voice broke through her thoughts, "Hinata! Stop hogging the bathroom!"

The door creaked open and Hinata poked her head out, steam escaped from the warm bathroom.

Hinata quickly looked around in the hallway, but thankfully there was no sign of her arrogant cousin. "Hanabi is Neji still here?" she whispered, not really wanting to know the answer though. Hanabi looked at her with disdain, "He left without you, like usual." She said disinterestedly, Hinata may have been her older sister, but that didn't mean she had to treat her like one.

"O-oh.. uh..ok-okay.."

"Seriously, can you say anything without stuttering? Grow up."

Hinata wasn't too shocked by the words that left the younger girls mouth, but she was a little saddened, was this how they Hyuuga's brought their children up now? She was almost thankful that none of them cared for her. It wasn't surprising though, Hanabi had always been jealous of the title Hinata held, the eldest was the leader, the one who inherited the house and money, while the youngest was left to fend for themselves, it was cruel, but apparently necessary.

She dismissed the thoughts from her head, instead turning to focus on the modern clock that resided on the bathroom wall, according to the ticking minute hand; she had already missed the bus she usually caught.

That wasn't a good way to start off her day.

She tripped down the stairs to the cupboard while lugging along her monstrously heavy bag with her, stuffing in as much unhealthy food as she could manage to get her hands on.

"B-bye Father! Have a g-good day… at work! I ho-hope... you enjoy sc-school Hanabi!" She attempted to yell, honestly, with good intentions. She huffed silently when she received no reply, not one member of her family cared about her.

Taking her time now, Hinata walked out of her home, she quietly pushed the door shut with a gentle 'click'. She didn't want to disturb the other occupants of the house by slamming the door; she was always looking out for other people.

She did wish that at least someone might have remembered to wish her goodbye; it really would have meant something to her. But the more she thought about it, no one really had ever really cared about her, except for her mother, but she was dead now. Hinata didn't have any friends; she had always been labeled as the 'lonely child', the person no one wanted to be associated with.

It wasn't that she hadn't tried to make friends, she honestly had bent over backwards to find some. But no one was accepting, especially since Hinata wasn't one of the most popular people at the school.

She was caught up in thought that she didn't even notice her bus had come; students were staring at her from the windows, yelling at her to hurry up. And the bus driver wasn't a very patient man himself, so he was quite pleased when a mischievous boy wasted no time and honked the horn for him.

The loud noise gave Hinata such a fright that she dropped the school bag she was carrying in the mud, splashing brown gooey stuff all over her. But being the shy girl she was, decided not to make a fuss of it, and walked right into the bus's cold and shiny doors.

"Now she's blind and stupid!" said one girl. But Hinata showed no sign that she heard the comment, or maybe she was just ignoring. She glanced around at the people on the bus, she recognized a few familiar but unfriendly faces, and some of them were the people that had harshly turned down her offers of friendship.

And not to mention there were no seats left.

Wait.

There was a spare seat at the back, where the tough kids sat, the ones her father had told her not to sit with, the ones who did drugs, got smashed, smoked, and partied until early hours of the morning. She walked slowly towards the spare seat, being careful not to catch the eyes of people she knew, because if she did they would give her hell. It wasn't normal for her to be going to school this late, and people would think there were only two reasons why:

A) She decided to try and fit in with the cool kids.

B) Some kid bullied her so she wanted to go to school late.

She supposed that option B was close enough to the truth, she was actually quite thankful that Neji wasn't on the same bus as her, lest she want to be teased by his 'cool' friends. She was almost like a 'sport' to them.

Hinata closed her eyes, she didn't want to see what sort of tough guys she was going to have to sit next to, she really didn't want to know. She sat down very slowly, almost as if it was a life or death situation. She remembered what her father had told her to do if she came across some thugs, he had told her to either back away, or smile and act friendly, she chose the latter.

"H-hi" she said, her eyes were still closed, "My n-name is H-hinata." She whispered this time, and just as she said the last word she opened her eyes. Only to find herself staring into electric blue eyes that were looking at her curiously, he had spiky blonde hair, and the tanned skin of a god. It was Naruto, the boy of her dreams.

"Hey, um, whatever your name is!" shouted Naruto, while grinning at her like a Cheshire cat, "Sasuke! Look who at this innocent little girl we have sitting next to us!" the blonde said again, but to the person who was sitting on the other side of him. "Whatever." Replied the Uchiha, he wasn't one for conversations, and he didn't even want to who was sitting next to his best friend, it was probably some freak or something.

Hinata was to giddy with glee to notice that the Uchiha boy wasn't paying her any attention. The only thing that mattered to her was sitting next to Naruto, her prince. She was too caught up in her own world that she didn't notice Naruto asking her something, or when he said it a bit louder.

Again with one final try, Naruto yelled "Hey you! Did you shit your pants or something?" Pointing to the large brown area on her backside, the mud from when she had been splashed. But this time she heard him, in fact, everyone heard him. And suddenly the whole bus was dead silent.