I Promise I Won't Forget A Gaara Love Story 2

"Through it here! Over here!" I shouted to Momiji. He was running around everyone with the ball. He through the ball and I jumped up to catch it, but it went way over my head. "Thanks Momiji!" I said sarcastically.
"Hey don't blame me! I just don't know my own strength!" He said supposidly showing off the muscles in his arms. I just anime sweat dropped and looked away. -_- The ball had gone on the top of a three story apartment.
"How we going to get it down?" Someone asked.
Suddenly the ball was floating down, "Hey look!" I said and pointed. We all looked in awe as it floated down. Magic? No something was holding it up. Dust? No it wasn't. It was sand. Then it moved over to rest in the hands of a boy.
He looked about my age, with bright red hair. He was looking down at his feet and looked up sighly. "Run away!" My friends all yelled.
I was about to object but then a huge blast of sand hit me on my arm. I screamed out as pain ran through me.
"No please! Don't go!" The boy pleaded. I didn't realize that the sand was latching onto me and dragging me to them. "Stop please! It hurts!" I siad as tears started running down my face. Suddenly the sadn was loosening. I looked up and there was a man standing over me cutting off the sand. "Osha! Get up come on!" Momiji said grabbing my shoulders and pulling me. I hadn't realized he had come back and helped me.
I ran with him until we were to my house and we both ran in slamming the door. I held me arm with tears still smudging my face. "Freak!" Momiji huffed.
"Who was that guy?" I asked. He didn't look any different then a normal person but he hurt me! I didn't do anything and he hurt me! If it wasn't for that guy and momiji I might have been....
"Don't you know? That was Gaara. The Kazakaga's son. He's a monster. You see what he almost did to you," He said looking down at my arm. "Here let me help you," he said pulling me into the kitchen. "Where do you keep your first aid kit?" He asked.
"What would you need that for?" The sudden voice of my mother made my jump. "Oh dear what happened to your arm?!" She asked in alarm running over to me.
"It was th-" Momiji started but I cut him off, "I fell! I wa-well being clumsey. I was playing with a ball and fell trying ot catch it!" I said studdering. Mother was a worry wort. No need to get her all worked up. I glanced over to Momiji and shook my head while my mother was examining my arm.
Ok yea not a good beginning but yea know it gets better!