"Y-You've gotta be kidding me!"
"I assure you, Miss Suna, I'm quite serious. Now put Keitara away and sit down."
I gave Iruka my fierceset snarl, but it had no effect. He gave me the 'sit down and shut up' stare.
And that snarl has made grown men cry before.
I put Keitara (my favorite puppet) away, and I sat down. I continued snarling.
"But why should I be on a team with them?" I whined. "Ryuka's a priss and Nani's a freak!"
"Hey! That's low!" Ryuka protested. Nani, as usual, stayed glued to her book.
"Well, Miss Suna, I wanted to pair people of different ranks on the teams. While Miss Omari may be a 'freak', she had--pardon me, has--the best scores in the class." Nani still didn't look up. "And Miss Otaru may be a 'priss', but she's one of the best fighters in the class." Ryuka smiled a smug little grin. She obviously didn't know how quickly I could wipe it off her face.
"And you, Miss Suna, are two spots above Naruto in regard to your test scores and you're an average fighter, now maybe you can learn something from them!"
I felt my face heat up. I sat down and snarled at whoever stared. He's wrong, I thought. I'm way better than them.
After school, my friend Alex came up to me. "So, Ryuka Otaru and Nani Omari? Man. Sucks to be you."
"Yeah," I said, kicking a rock. "My teammates SUCK!" I screamed.
"Who knows," she sighed. "Maybe you'll end up getting along?"
"Yeah, yeah, sure, whatever..."

Part 2 coming soon!
Suna=me
Alex=XPuppetXMistressX