Welcome-- Lee style!

[Rock Lee]

Two more minutes. Lee could not risk his perfect school attendance.

On the way to school, he was challenged with many obstacles; he couldn't find his backpack, an old lady crossing the street and a child-- God knows how-- was stuck in a tree.

It was like today was his day of testimony of what a good student he was, and if he could prove it. Yes, he figured that those challenges were strategically placed for his own testing. But he had conquered them!

Lee dashed into the crowded high school corridor. It was alive with students parking their bikes and mingling in the rising sun. He evaded every student and pushed open the door to the school just as the bell rang.

Lee sighed with relief and slowed his pace down. He followed the familiar routine down the main hall, around the second corner to the right to his locker the third on the left hand side right next to the school cafeteria. Students came in and out of the broad push doors with their trays of breakfast.

Moving like a cheetah, Lee grabbed the books for his morning classes and shifted them under his arm. His locker was the epitome of spic-span; morning classes books on the bottom and lunch classes at the top. His neighbor dumped his books onto the tile floor and sloppily threw each one into the locker. Lee peered at his neighbor as he picked at random papers sticking out of textbooks.

Lee shook his head and he slammed the locker shut and reset the lock to 0. It was such a shame the world couldn't take a few minutes to organize their clutter. Lee sauntered over to the staircase and maneuvered over the crumpled papers on the floor and chewed gums stuck onto the steps. He entered his homeroom-- Room 122, which also doubled as the Spanish room.

The room had to be the most colorful of any other room in the school. Tables were set up against two walls and lined on them were beautifully decorated pinatas done by the students. The walls were full of college flyers and tapestries representing Latino countries. Lee took his seat, to be called by the teacher.

"Lee. We will be expecting a transfer student today. Her name is Ira-- try to make her feel more welcome?" The teacher asked with an obviously fake Spanish accent. "It would be my honor to do so!" Lee dramatically accepted. The teacher found it best not to add that he was chosen because he was on the Welcoming Committee.

Lee searched around the classroom looking for any new faces. Ira. He hoped she would at least like him.

[Haruno Sakura]

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP

Sakura rubbed her eyes and practically crushed the alarm clock. Why they had made such things were beyond her. Cell phones could do all the things an alarm clock could do. But her mother had insisted that she`d buy one. Being one not to say no to her parents, she had hesitantly bought one. Sometimes she hated that she was such a pushover when it came to her parents. They could ask her to jump off a cliff and she would comply without talking back. She was that much of a push over. Sakura combed her fingers through her hair as she walked toward the restroom. Her father had already left to work. Sakura could tell her mother was in the kitchen, the smell of bacon and eggs filled her nostrils, as she exited the restroom.

She had on her usual denim jeans and a red T-Shirt. She had her hair held back by a red headband given to her by Ino when they were children. She grabbed a piece a toast and put it in her mouth as she exited the house, grabbing her messenger bag (completely ignoring the breakfast her mother had made for her), and ran toward the bus stop. She tapped her foot impatiently as she waited. She checked her watch. 10 minutes until school started. Sakura cursed under her breathe and realized that`d she have much better luck if she ran to school.

Sakura crossed the street and turned two right corners before finally getting to the school. Sakura panted as she walked to her locker. It wasn`t the cleanest locker, but it was better then most. She took out the books she needed and practically ran over a freshman when she ran to homeroom. She slammed the door open just as the tardy bell rang. She wasn`t known to be late. In fact, she barely got to her classes in time. Lee of course was already there. He was known for perfect attendance.

Most of the seats in the back were gone, except for the broken one. No one liked sitting there, there were rumors that it was haunted. Of course Sakura wasn`t one to believe rumors. Besides, she didn`t believe in ghosts. She`s was a realist instead of a spiritualist. Sakura randomly took a seat in the middle. She had overheard her teacher saying something about a new student, and that Lee was supposed to make the student feel welcome.

Sakura had signed up to be in the Welcoming Committee. Though Sakura wasn`t the one to guide the student. Usually. Besides, new students weren`t common to Konoha High. Usually they went to the less stricter schools. Sakura didn`t fine Konoha High strict at all. In fact, it was like most schools. Though fights were more likely and people got injured frequently. But it was still some what ordinary.

Sakura tapped her fingers against the desk, waiting to for the lesson to start. As you could see, Sakura was not a morning person. She also hated waiting. She looked at the clock, only to see that 5 minutes had passed since she had started tapping. Sakura was starting to get irritated. But being the good student she was, she didn`t say anything. Looking for smething to do, Sakura peered at Lee. He was wearing green of course, and he looked like he had ran to school. Taking her eyes off of Lee, she once again looked at the clock. Only 2 minutes had passed since she had last looked at it. When was the lesson going to start already?!

[Mirai Ira]

My hand hurts. Ira was agitated and tired. She was so for good reason. A fifteen year old girl that has to wake up two hours before her school actually starts just to sign papers should not be the brightest flower in the bunch.

Because her guardians didn't approve of her leaving Sunagakure, they didn't want any part of her attending Konoha High. This meant the girl had to do all the paperwork herself.

Finally exiting the main office after sitting for an hour and a half, the new student got her first real look at Konoha High. The hallway was a sorry sight. Papers, gum, wrappers, and all sorts of other things littered the floors. Being a neat person, Ira was taken aback.

Sighing, she placed her earphones back where they belonged- on her head, covering her ears and ear rings from sight. From her earlier glance of the halls, the girl noticed few students around. I guess it's time for class.

Ira pulled out a little slip of paper that had her whole class schedule on it. Room 122. Homeroom. Shuffling around in her backpack, she produced a folded map of the school and proceeded in trying to figure out where her new homeroom was.

BRIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!

Great. Late on the first day. Hurrying to the room, Ira winded her way through the unfamiliar halls, ignoring the random posters and flayers hung about the walls. She reached her destination easily enough, but hesitated in front of the door.

Her hand was already on the handle, but she didn't know what to do. Not able to think of anywhere else to go, or anything else to do, Ira opened the door. This resulted in a face to face encounter- more of a face to chest encounter in Ira's case- with a strange man.

"Oh! Hello. You must be the transfer student!" The man seemed to be the teacher of this colorful classroom.

"Yeah," was as much or a reply as Ira could muster. She did not like talking to people. Especially not people who are fakers. In this case, the teacher had a bogus accent that slightly pissed the girl off.

The man continued on with some sort of welcome while Ira scanned the classroom. Two people stood out in the classroom. A boy with rather large eyebrows and a scowling girl with bright pink hair. She couldn't help but stare at the two.

"Ira? Ira!" exclaimed the teacher, snapping Ira out of her daze.

"What?"

"Well tell the class a little bit about yourself. Let's start with where you are from."

She was not in the mood for an interrogation. "Sunagakure," was all she said.

The teacher waited, as if expecting more. "Well," he started slowly, still using his accent, "Since you seem a bit uncomfortable, I guess we can continue this tomorrow. You can have a seat there," he said while gesturing towards a lopsided desk. "Lee, Sakura, Please explain what to Ira what she needs to do. As for the rest of you," he directed towards the class," You'll finish the assignment on the board." With that, the man walked to his cluttered desk and pulled out a book.

Ira was left, standing in the front of the room, by the still open door. She kicked it shut and shuffled over to the empty desk next to the bushy browed kid.

[Rock Lee]

Lee fumbled and dropped his book just as the new student walked into the room and chose a seat next to his. His book slipped underneath under his feet as he tried to extend his arm to reach the book. Lee flipped over the desk, and plummeted into the tile floor.

Lee grabbed the textbook and smacked it down on the floor as he fixed his desk, avoiding the other's students laughter. He slid back into the desk-seat, turning to the side.

As Lee pivoted his position, his eyes bulged out in hearts. He laid eyes on dark-haired beauty as some drool escaped his mouth. He could almost hear angels sing while the light hit her ethereal features. Lee snapped out of his fantasizing as he averted himself with his Health textbook.

"What am I waiting for?" Lee thought. Hell, he was Mr. Slim Shady-- he could totally win her heart, with those adorable eyes and dazzling smile. Standing up, Lee approached her-- careful no to trip over anything-- with utmost confidence. Shooting her a blinding beam, he grabbed hold of her hand.

"Although, I do not yet know your name, I a certain that you are perhaps the most beautiful girl I have seen in my life! Will you be my girlfriend? :D"

{OOC: Remind me never to try to play a guy who crushes a lot.}

[Haruno Sakura]

[OOC: Ok. But someone has to remind me to remind you.]

Haruno Sakura was night surprised there was another anti-social kid at Konoha High. Loner kid`s were everywhere! She could name a few right then. But Sakura didn`t feel up to remembering the name`s of anti-social people. Sakura looked over the new student. She had shoulder length hair tied in a pony tail. She was wearing dark clothing, she also looked to have 2 piercings on each of her ears. Though, she wasn`t one to judge someone on appearances.

Turning to Lee, Sakura realized the boy was drooling. Icky, slimy, wet drool. She could tell, the boy`s center of affection was now on the new girl. Feeling like she should say something before the drool increased. Before Sakura got a chance to tell Lee about the drooling, he had already shot out of his seat, and was now holding the hand of Ira. This was actually kind of funny, once you thought about it.

The girl didn`t look like the kind of person that was used to human contact. Standing up, she decided to save the girl. She knew the girl was probably going to decline Lee`s offer. Sakura couldn`t see into the future, but she had seen this happen way to many times. The teacher was distracted by 2 boys picking their noses. This class couldn`t get any crazier if anyone tried. If it did, Sakura wouldn`t throw a temper tantrum all day. Which was hard to do when you`re Sakura.

Heading toward the love birds Lee and Ira, Sakura tripped over her own 2 feet. Falling to the ground, Sakura sheepishly stood up. Scratching the back of her head, Sakura quickly went toward Lee and Ira. How embarrassing! Sakura hoped no one had seen her fall down. Turning toward Ira, she smiled a genuine smile.

"Hey, your name`s Ira right? Want to sit with my friend`s and I at lunch?"Sakura asked, taking Ira by the hand and practically dragging Ira back to her desk. Sakura smiled to herself. She wanted to get to know this girl more.

[Mirai Ira]

The class was no longer the silent group of teenagers it was while the teacher was in front. The moment the phony sat in his chair, chaos erupted. Girls were talking, boys were mining for gold in their faces, and some kids actually got out of their seats and roamed around. Ira didn't feel like socializing, so she tried to get directly to her desk. This proved to be a somewhat difficult task because right before sitting down, the boy in green that sat in the desk next to hers somehow tumbled out of his seat.

Doing a flip over his desk, he landed on the ground with a text book smacked under him. Ira did nothing but roll her eyes as she moved past him to her desk. Sitting down, she ignored the boy and instead placed her attention on assignment that was on the board. She had no book to use and work out of, so she copied it down and leaned back.

While trying to adjust her earphones, something grabbed her hand. What the heck? She turned impatiently to see what was obstructing her movement. This caused an actual face to face encounter with the boy from before-but he was beaming at her now.

"Although, I do not yet know your name, I a certain that you are perhaps the most beautiful girl I have seen in my life! Will you be my girlfriend? "

Paralyzed with shock, Ira could do nothing but sit and gawk at the upright boy. Holy mother of Avalon! She went rigid as her eyes simultaneously tried to narrow and widen at once, causing a rather odd expression.

"Who are you?!?! No! I will not be your girlfriend or anyone else's!" Ira was exploding like a volcano. "Let go-" she was cut off by another female's voice.

"Hey, your name`s Ira right? Want to sit with my friend`s and I at lunch?" Ira could barely turn around in time to to see the pink haired girl also smiling at her before her only free hand was taken and pulled abruptly.

Her other hand was jerked out of the boy's grasp as she was dragged to the other end of the classroom. Ira's backpack was luckily still on her person, because whoever was now controlling her didn't give her time to recuperate.

Oh holy mother! What is this?!? So far, Ira had been in this classroom for a total of two minutes. Three-fourths of which was spent in the front of the room and walking to her seat. Anther ten seconds were used in copying down the assignment. basically saying, in the last twenty seconds, Ira felt what it was like to handled like a notepaper, passed around without a care. Oh geeze

Somehow, in her shock, Ira didn't notice where she was being taken. She ended up at the other girl's desk and was standing, staring at her.

Snapping out of her daze, she glared at the pink haired girl. "Who are you?" she questioned, frowning. "Who was that other kid too?" Ira was now officially shaken up.


**OOC: Sorry it's s bad post

[Rock Lee]

[Why is everyone so mean to me?! My tears flow like water flows down the Niagara Falls! T-T Which is in Canada.]

Lee felt as if his heart was made out of the most fragile of all glasses and Ira had violently throw it onto the tile floor, shattering it into a million pieces. His happy expression quickly turned to a look of rejection and inner pain. He stood motionless for a few seconds until he realized something that beckoned the sun back into his world and shined a ray of shining hope. Lee approached Ira whose facial expression said that she was either thinking, "WTF, mate?!" or "Get me out of this mental house!" Lee quickly swooped her hand and pulled her from Sakura who was trying to conduct polite conversation.

"I am your tour guide, today, Ira-chan! We will be spending the entire school day together!" Lee's smiled shined like a thousand white suns in the summertime.

As he was saying that, the bell ringed for first period. Lee could risk a few seconds talking to Ira-- his first class was across the hall. Gathering his books, he asked, "Would you like to sit with me?" He really didn't care if she said no, as far as Lee and his love-struck self were concerned, she was going to sit with him, dammit. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into across the hall past swarming loads of students, dodging every one of them. A girl who was crouching by her locker, fell back against the locker door and they whizzed past. "Watch it, you crazy pregnant dog, you!" She yelled clutching onto a thick algebra book.

A brief buzz signaled for an announcement over the PA system. "Sorry, for the interruption, the loudspeaker blasted, echoing. "1st Period Science will b held downstairs in room 109. THank-you." Room 109?! Holy crap! Lee peered at a nearby clock. Thirty seconds until he was late. He envisioned the accursed pink-slip with the blue cursive writing scribbled across with his name on it.

Still holding onto Ira, Lee dragged her down the staircase moving at a speed that had to be illegal. Since everyone was in their rooms, there was no one to yell at Lee besides the hall monitor, who was shining his plastic badge at the moment Lee and Ira ran past. They collapsed into the the classroom, just as the bell rang. That had to be the third time today he was rushing.

Stupid bell.