[ OPEN LOG ] 3RD WEEK OF SCHOOL FUCKTHEWHAT - ALL.
Who: Any and all students/teachers currently ALIVE and not missing or a human vegetable. (Surprisingly not everyone fits into these categories anymore. The numbers are actually quite shocking.)
What: After school.
When: September 4.
Where: Oshima High School Campus. (Any and all college goers who aren’t brain-dead are welcome. :D)
Warnings: It’s Oshima students. Take from that what you should.
Naruto’s not really one for American holidays. Honestly, he’s not really one for America at all (Europe is far more interesting in his not-very-humble opinion,) but yesterday he couldn’t really help it.
(Because- “Sasuke.
“It’s me, you bitch.
“Call me back.
“Now.”
-for almost a week now.
And he doesn’t know why.)
Labor Day.
He scoffs.
What a joke.
Oshima hasn’t changed over the summer - not really. He didn’t shown up for the first week of classes and it hadn’t made any difference. Skipping is skipping, hooky is hooky, and school bores Naruto to pieces. (And in the same instance he absolutely loves it, more than he loves almost anything.) Tsunade’s been preoccupied, Naruko’s been distracted, Sasuke’s been gone (and Naruto suddenly that this is what the Uchiha’s whole damn summer must’ve been like. What a bitch.) The only thing to do has been to indulge in something, and since porn gets boring and Naruto likes to keep his interest in music rather private (it’s the only thing, ever) he’s put everything he has into school.
There are new teachers on his schedule, as always - the perverted Jiraiya (who he’s already known for chastising loudly but liking all the same), the larger-that-life Maito Gai (who scares all living shit out of him), the always-bored-but-never-boring Hatake Kakashi (who he seems to annoy the hell out of; but it could just be him). He mills among the large crowd that gathers in the quad in the after hours, and almost hopes to see one of the three of them (but he knows he won’t. Tsunade called a meeting in the staff room before the end of fifth period, and he knows exactly what she’s telling them.
Be prepared for the coup of the century.)
He runs his fingers through his hair and grins almost grimly to himself. (His eyes are almost gray in the lighting.)
Naruto likes people.
(And Oshima has plenty of them.)
[ANY STUDENT CAN POST TO THIS. HOWEVER, IT IS REQUESTED THAT ALL TEACHERS CONTINUE TO REPORT TO THIS POST. GO CRAZY PEOPLE.]
What: After school.
When: September 4.
Where: Oshima High School Campus. (Any and all college goers who aren’t brain-dead are welcome. :D)
Warnings: It’s Oshima students. Take from that what you should.
Naruto’s not really one for American holidays. Honestly, he’s not really one for America at all (Europe is far more interesting in his not-very-humble opinion,) but yesterday he couldn’t really help it.
(Because- “Sasuke.
“It’s me, you bitch.
“Call me back.
“Now.”
-for almost a week now.
And he doesn’t know why.)
Labor Day.
He scoffs.
What a joke.
Oshima hasn’t changed over the summer - not really. He didn’t shown up for the first week of classes and it hadn’t made any difference. Skipping is skipping, hooky is hooky, and school bores Naruto to pieces. (And in the same instance he absolutely loves it, more than he loves almost anything.) Tsunade’s been preoccupied, Naruko’s been distracted, Sasuke’s been gone (and Naruto suddenly that this is what the Uchiha’s whole damn summer must’ve been like. What a bitch.) The only thing to do has been to indulge in something, and since porn gets boring and Naruto likes to keep his interest in music rather private (it’s the only thing, ever) he’s put everything he has into school.
There are new teachers on his schedule, as always - the perverted Jiraiya (who he’s already known for chastising loudly but liking all the same), the larger-that-life Maito Gai (who scares all living shit out of him), the always-bored-but-never-boring Hatake Kakashi (who he seems to annoy the hell out of; but it could just be him). He mills among the large crowd that gathers in the quad in the after hours, and almost hopes to see one of the three of them (but he knows he won’t. Tsunade called a meeting in the staff room before the end of fifth period, and he knows exactly what she’s telling them.
Be prepared for the coup of the century.)
He runs his fingers through his hair and grins almost grimly to himself. (His eyes are almost gray in the lighting.)
Naruto likes people.
(And Oshima has plenty of them.)
[ANY STUDENT CAN POST TO THIS. HOWEVER, IT IS REQUESTED THAT ALL TEACHERS CONTINUE TO REPORT TO THIS POST. GO CRAZY PEOPLE.]