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hey. I'm back to complain some more. when people ask me why I'm so bitchy all the time, I simply tell them that I was born that way. It wasn't like I had a choice. Ish.

Ok, we have a prom coming up at the high school. The girls are going the crazy and the guys are trying to act like they don't care. I already decided I wasn't going to go, a relief to some of my cousins' fangirls, but I'm having second thoughts... okay, I've never been totally crazy about a guy, but when I met my art teacher...

Damn, I hate this. So freaking much. The other day, I was walking home, because I didn't feel like waiting for Sasuke to finish his shuriken practice session like Itachi wanted me to. Some desperate fool came to attack me. I could have defended myself, but two nin stopped him instead. One had messy red hair and fair skin; the other took my breath away.

He had lovely blond hair, draping over his shoulders. Some of his hair was in a high ponytail, which only made him... well, I've got to admit, cuter. He had beautiful azure eyes and a heart-melting smirk on his face. I still remember what he said yesterday: "You should be more careful, little miss, un."

I love his voice, damn it.

The worse part was, when I walked into class (I finally got my art and wood working electives), I saw him. He's my teacher. Damn it.

When he started class, I was still standing there, awestruck, until he finally noticed I was staring at him. He smirked at me again. "Ah... Suki-chan, is it? You should try sitting, un." A loud sigh of ecstasy came from the many lovestruck girls in the class. I walked to my assigned seat, near the front of the room, trying to keep my jaw from dropping.

His name is Deidara, from Iwa. I wonder if teachers'll ask students to the prom... o////o

X Shanaikai Saisuki