Chapter 1-I'm a Nobody

My name is Kagome Higurashi and today I live in Kyoto, Japan, but tomorrow, you may never know. My main problem is that my mom, Kaguya Higurashi has the figure of a playboy bunny, so every time we start somewhere new, she dates some guy who is a total loser. Well, because I got tired of remembering their names, I just call them all Chuck, because that's what will happen. He'll do something stupid and break up with Mom, so she'll get pissed and chuck things at his head as he bolts out the back door. And each and every one of those losers tells me, like he's special, "One day, kiddo, I'm going to be your new step dad." Then horses will fly out my nose.

Unfortunately for me, every time we lose another Chuck, we get a new area code. Fun, huh? Well, it is this reason I have become a habitual loser. I just stay in the corner, away from the human populace until we start over again. I don't think in all my seventeen years of life have I ever had a real friend, let alone boyfriend. Besides, I'm quiet and I don't make much of a raucous so why would anyone notice little old me?

So, this time I decided to change things up just a bit and get a job to buy a car. We moved into the shrine my grandfather used to own and I got a job at the fancy restaurant down the street by the lake called, and this took them forever to come up with, Lakeside. How original, right?

Well, the first day at my new school this month, Suriname High, home of the Devils, I learned several things right off the bat. One, don't ask, don't tell, as in no one asked my name, so no one wanted me to tell. Two, don't answer every question right even if you know the answers or you'll be labeled geek freak. Three, everyone goes to the games. And most importantly, everyone must kiss the ass of Sesshomaru Taisho, captain of the basketball team and God's gift to women. He's also the biggest player scumbag around since polygamy was invented. Okay, the player thing I didn't figure out until later, like that Friday after I got my job.

Okay, here's what happened. I showed up in my black pants, white shirt, and little black apron and my manager, Nikola, with her evil head of bleach blond hair started to boss me around. All of sudden, she says, "Now, go serve table six." And then she hands me a notebook. I rolled my eyes and turned to see the Sesshomaru Taisho sitting at the best table with a view.

'Okay,' I told myself, 'just take a deep breath and don't swoon over his gorgeous silver locks, chiseled body and face, or eyes that are more heavenly than Spanish gold. Counting to ten, I walked up to the table with pen and tablet in hand.

He looked at me when I approached, "Ready to order, sir?"

A very slight trace of a smile appeared when he noticed with his demonic senses that I was sweating and nervous as hell. "No, come back in a few minutes."

I nodded, not moving. He let out a bit of a sigh and asked, "Would you like to-''

"yes!" I shouted in spite of myself, then stupidly yelled, "No! I mean-''

He held up a hand, "sit down?"

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. After a few seconds, I said, "I'm sorry. It's my first day and I should go. I hope you have a nice evening and I'll be back in a few minutes." Without another word, I left and went back behind the hostess desk, where Nikola was waiting for me.

She raised an eyebrow, "Why were you sitting with Sesshomaru Taisho? You do know who he is right? You know what, never mind. You just wait on that table tonight. You'll be busy for the rest of the night."

Before she walked away, I grabbed her shoulder, "What do you mean by that?"

All of a sudden, she started to cry, "I used to be one of them!" Then she ran back into the kitchen. I looked over at table six again and sitting with the head cheerleader, Kikyo Mikotosan, wearing a red halter dress with strap heels and a ribbon tied in her long black hair. Of course he was here with his girlfriend! Was I delusional or what to think he was here with just some guy friends while he was in dress pants and a tie? All sexy and everything, too. Maybe I was just too hopeful. Oh well.

I walked over and took their orders: oysters for him, a salad and the parmesan chicken for her with a cosmopolitan and a glass of white wine for him. Then I waited on them for the next one and a half hours. I had the check ready when he kissed her goodbye, saying he would get the check before leaving himself. Then she left and got in a taxi before I showed up next to him with a bill in hand. He just shook his head and said, "Another white wine and bring a bloody Mary, too."

Surprised, I nodded and got the drinks just in time to see Sango Tajikahstin, the school reporter show up in a white cocktail dress with pearls and heels, with her hair unusually down. Okay, he had two girlfriends. I guess that's okay if he's not really committed to either one, but the way he kissed Kikyo made me think otherwise. Well, since it was none of my business being a new girl, probably just passing through, I took their orders without a word. This time he ordered for the both of them and she swooned over that, kissing him with each word he said in a monotone voice, "I'll take the skirt steak with some Alfredo noodles and she'll have the rainbow sushi with a Caesar salad. And we'll have some chocolate strawberry cake for desert."

I nodded and left, wondering where he was putting all that food. Well, he was a full demon after all. This time I was too busy cleaning the dishes to notice when the third girlfriend came in. In waltzes none other than Rin Taconata, the school vegan queen and slut, which I originally thought was Kikyo. Now she wore a lime green dress that barely left anything to imagination and he made a total outburst of how there was meat on the menu to impress her. That really ticked me off, but I kept my mouth shut and gave her the salmon and him his salad with two bowls of chocolate ice cream. It's wonder with all that chocolate his face still stay immaculate! To change things he told her to wait for him at his green truck while he paid the bill. I raised my eyebrows when he slipped in three hundred dollars, but he waved it off and said, "Keep the change and your mouth shut, please."

Jerk! Now, he is no longer my type.