Giving Up On What Was: Chapter One.

'That evil conniving little brat' Kagome told herself as she was getting dressed out of her pajamas and into her school uniform. The object of her anger, Souta, her darling little brother had conveniently forgotten to wake up the sleeping girl so that Inuyasha, a now crazed half-demon, could barge in through her window and shake her awake. 'Oh yeah, that's exactly how a girl wants to be woken up by her boyfriend's best friend' she told herself sarcastically. She had been dating Kouga (also a demon) for the past year and his best friend was always running errands for him. Though Kagome knew it wasn't of his own free will....well let's just say Inuyasha may have lost a bet or two. Kagome finished changing and threw on her backpack as she headed down the stairs toward the kitchen.

"Hey mom." Kagome said to the middle-aged woman sitting at the table.

"Hi dear, Inuyasha is waiting for you outside." The woman replied with a genuine smile on her face.

"Thanks mom, I'll see you after school." Kagome replied and as she headed toward the door her mom called after her, "but dear, aren't you sleeping over at Sango's?" Kagome visibly sighed, "oops yeah you're right mom, I am, so see you tomorrow." 'Almost blew that one,' Kagome thought as she headed to the Ferrari owned by, who else, Inuyasha.

"Hurry it up I ain't got all day." The young white-haired teen with horrible grammar said.

"And you wonder why you don't have a steady girlfriend" Kagome replied, purposefully saying it quietly so as to make it seem like it was a soft spoken thought but also saying it loud enough so that Inuyasha's demon senses could pick it up. When Inuyasha's glaring eyes turned to the seventeen year-old girl she had a smile stretching across her face so that all Inuyasha could reply with was his patented "Keh."

It was hard for Kagome to have to go through her high school memories. Her best friends from middle school had all gone to another school so that Kagome had had to make new friendships in a foreign school. But things turned out all right. She still emailed or had phone calls from her old friends and she had made a new set of friends.

Sango was one of those new friends. Sango was a very athletic girl that Kagome was proud to have as a friend. The two met in the after-school kickboxing class they had taken in their first two years in high school. Sango had long dark brown hair that she always tied up into a pony tail and she would usually wear her black khaki pants and any tank top or sweatshirt she owned that was black (she went through a goth phase that included all black clothes and sadly enough she hasn't been able to earn enough money from her waitressing job to fill her wardrobe up with more color).

Miroku was....a very interesting friend. He had long enough hair to tie into a ponytail but it was nothing long like you see hot surfer boys have (authoress: hot surfer boys drool). He tended to be a bit 'hands-on' whenever he saw a girl. You would immediately know that he was around if you heard the slap of skin against skin (or to be more specific, the slap of a hand against his cheek).

"Come on wench, we ain't got all day." Ahhh the joy of having an egotistical, impatient, prep as a friend. Yes, a friend. When I had first seen the boy I have to admit that I was drawn to him. His amber eyes always seemed full of joy and childish innocence and his long white hair seemed so silky and soft. He had mistaken me at first for his long-time girlfriend Kikyo but he soon realized that I was someone else after I slapped him for grabbing my wrist. Hey what else is a girl supposed to do? I mean come on, a random guy grabs your wrist. I had to.

And Kouga, my boyfriend since the first year of highschool (me being in my 3rd now) was someone I noticed for his forwardness. Not just in attacking people and school issues and not just in coming out and admitting he liked me but also in allowing himself to be on the debate team AND on the track team even though he received some harassment for being on the debate team (supposedly that would make one a geek). I love his amethyst eyes and the way they seem to light up when they reach my face. It makes me feel special that I am the only one who gets to feel that love, the only one who catches his eye. His hair is longer then Inuyasha's, which I know for certain since the two made hair length into a contest one day, and it is a dark hazel color. Sometimes he lets it flow down but mostly he keeps it tied in a long ponytail.

"COME ON!"

"I'm coming! Sheesh Inuyasha, impatient much?"

"Keh...just get in the car."

That's Inuyasha for you...never ask...tell.

Eventually I got in the car and we headed to school, earlier then usual but that wasn't uncommon. Sometimes Kouga would ask Inuyasha to pick me up earlier so that Kouga and I could talk before school.

I guess Kouga wasn't expecting me to be so early because when we arrived...he wasn't alone.

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Note:

I hope it's obvious what I'm hinting at when I say that Kouga wasn't alone.