Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine.
A/N: First time to write. Please be gentle. Feel free to give reviews.
Welcome to the Real World! (Yokoso! Hontou no Sekai)
"Welcome to the real world!" a pudgy guy snickered as he stood up gloating alongside his friends as they were making fun of a terribly beaten individual whose head was cruelly dunked inside the toilet bowl.
The pudgy guy whooped hands with his fellow comrade, obviously happy that he had gotten another victim. "What a wuss, I really enjoy making fun of that geekster!" he drawled as they walked out of the bathroom, their laughter bouncing through the linoleum tiles.
"Yeah! Somehow, doing that makes my day complete," his friend added.
Several minutes later, the person whose unfortunate head was still in the toilet bowl started to gag and retch all the unexpectedly swallowed dirty water back to its origin. After coughing and gulping air in huge amounts, the poor individual sagged against the tiled wall of the bathroom.
Damn it, they've done it again… and it's the first day of the school year too…
Staring at the ceiling for another few minutes, the poor student sighed. Running wet fingers through its long uncoiled hair, the victim began to contemplate on the parting words of the pudgy guy who relentlessly dunked its head inside the toilet bowl.
"Welcome to the real world…"Welcome to the real world, huh…
Or should I say, welcome to the more dreadful hellish place that we humans are currently residing. The place where we are forced to live constrained in fleshy containers that would either bleed or die in just a second. I'm not really a fan of Gothic cult and punk art so you never really have to judge my opinion about those things. I just like to think that's all.
Really, all I have to do in my entire life was to think.
Thinking about unnecessary things.
Thinking about whether I would survive another day of doing uncanny stuff (who would've though that cleaning toilet bowls and seats were compulsory in school?).
Thinking of another plan to escape so – called bullies that always threaten me during lunch breaks (oh yeah, have I told you that they always dunk my head in the toilet seat as part of their morning ritual?).
Sounds gruesome right?
But to me it isn't.
You see all of these things that are ridiculously happening in my life is pretty normal to me.
Yeah, like the kind of those that are essential. Like breathing, eating nutritious food, sleeping early, so on and so forth. So in my kind of living, being made fun by others, head being dunked in the toilet bowl, doing extremely gruesome tasks are somewhat 'essential'.
Starting from junior high then to high school, none of these stupid routines changed except when there's a new bully terrorizing the whole school. Or when those set of bullies like the ones earlier have found a new tactic to intimidate my quiet existence. Well, although it's a really insane treatment but sure these had never been classified in the rules and regulations in the student handbook.
And don't ask why. It'll give you a heart attack due from laughing so hard if I'm going to tell you.
You're probably bored from reading my stupid musings so I'll just go straight to the point.
I'm an average, hardly typical person who's still trying hard to fit in a normal world. I'm not a psycho mind you; I'm just used to living in the world with an uncanny ability of reading through other people's perspectives. I'm not a mind – reader, I just like to watch people do their own thing from my own standard point of view.
It was better that way. No one taking notice of you, you're just like a shadow, watching those who are standing in the light doing their activities as if there was no tomorrow. I'm not afraid of the sun. And I'm not a vampire if that's what you're thinking.
Needless to say, I'm a keen observer.
And I'm particularly happy in my trouble-free way of life until I was put in a freaky mental asylum which every traumatized young individual called SCHOOL. I forgot to mention that I'm now currently enduring my last year in high school. Enduring, well, there are a lot of things that you should know about my life.
Head being dunked in a toilet seat. Cleaning toilets as part of the curriculum. Living in the shadows. Forced to wear long frilled dresses with lace trimmings during school festivals. Being labeled as the worst freak of the planet in the whole student body. Did I mention that I even had a fan club that chases me around?
They don't chase me for looks you know.
They chase me in order for me to do their homework for them.
So, all in all I'm a complete wreck of a person.
It was a miracle that I was survived this year.
And I couldn't wait until it's over.
Donning my usual 3 inches thick framed foggy glasses, my hair in a slicked back ponytail, airtight turtleneck with brown sweater and faded long pants in badly need of stitching, I clutched on to my fifty-pound baggage called books as I face once again the horrors of being an outcast in an exclusive school.
Oh. I almost forgot.
If you think I was a girl then you guys are dead wrong.
Despite the humiliations I shared to you earlier, I forgot to tell about my gender.
I'm a guy.
Aa, as crazy as it sounds, it's sad to say I am a guy.
The most weirdest, freakiest, geeka – zoid currently living amidst fire breathing dragons.
The most hated outcast ever since junior high.
And also, the number one victim of the 'Things to beat and beat again' list by the bullies.
Well despite my pedigree background, you would surely be surprised in finding out who I am.
Well, here goes…
Currently known as the no.1 Geek in the Ninja Academy.
Nice to meet you.
What do you think?