Oh boy, another story. I have absolutely NO life, whatsoever.

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Summary: Kagome moves in with her mother, step-dad and new brother. She gets hit by a bus and wakes up the next day with powers that she deffinitely did not have before. Is it safe to tell the world about it? If she does, how will the world react and what will they do to her?

Of course Inu/Kag and San/Mir...am I stupid?

They told me there would be buildings.

I didn't believe them, but that is what they told me. They told me that I would be able to see the buildings from the plane.

Of course I know that there are buildings in New York. I watched all of those television shows with the people running around in New York, and all. But I was moving to Brooklyn. I didn't expect there to be that many buildings in a suburb area like Brooklyn (That is if you call Brooklyn a suburb area. Just bear with me people.) At least not after my mom told me to leave my cameras behind.

"Oh, no," She said over the phone. "You won't need all of those cameras in Brooklyn. There isn't that much to look at down here."

I brought them anyway.

It was fall time -- not like you could tell from the plane -- so I decided to wear my leather jacket. I could just feel myself fitting in with all of the other Americans, with my big black leather jacket, just like I knew I would ... NOT. My mom is not really fond of my jacket, that oddly enough happens to be about two sizes too big, that I bought with the intent of growing into as I got older, but I did not wear it to get her mad. I'm not the least bit resentful toward the fact that she decided to marry a guy who lives around the world, forcing me to leave school in the middle of my sophmore year, leave the best - and pretty much only - friend I have had since about kindergarten, and the city I had lived in for all of my 16 years.

No. I'm not resentful in the least.

The thing is I really don't like the guy my mom is marrying. I think his name is Johnathan, or Jack, or...something or other that begins with a J. He makes her happy for reasons that I am not entirely sure of, though. I just don't like him. Not because of the fact that he has a son that hardly ever says a word to anyone, but that's a different story, but because he is such a jerk to me. Who here only has one phone line and needs to go onto the internet for whatever reason? That's what I did because I had to do a report for math class (yes, they give reports for math class), and the big stupid man came in, and unplugged the line so he could call his dog.

That's right. I said his DOG.

I don't even like dogs. He only acts like this while my mom is not around though so it is not that often. The faker.

It's also the whole moving to New York thing that bugs me. I guess that it is a good thing that I started to learn to speak English when I was in Elementary school, so I pretty much got it down.

Did I already mention what's-his-names son?

I call him Sleepy -- you know, from the 7 dwarfs -- because he always looks dazed like he is about to pass out from sleep deprivation, or something. His real name is Miroku and he is a year older than me. You would think that after being an only child for 16 years, that I would be happy for a big brother and you would probably be right, if the boy ever said anything to me.

"Kag!" Even if I had not heard my mom yelling my name at the top of her lungs as I walked through the gate, I could not have missed them. My new family that is. What's-his-face was making Sleepy hold up this sign that said Welcome home Kagome! Everyone getting off the flight was all, "awww, look how sweet," and smiling at me in this sickening way.

I could just tell that I was going to fit in with everyone around here.
No..... really.

"Okay," I said walking up to my so called family. "Put the sign down nmph-" They probably would been able to hear the last words I said if my mom had not chosen that moment to throw me into one of her bear hugs.

"Oh, Kag. I missed you so much!" She just kept saying over and over. I didn't like anyone else but my mom calling me that so I sent a glare toward Sleepy, just in case he was getting any ideas about calling me that once he learns to talk. He just stood there looking...well...sleepy.

"So, how was your flight kiddo?" Jeff - that, I now know, is What's-his-face's name - asked me as he took my bag off of my shoulder and placed it on his own. And must he really call me kiddo?
He must have been surprised by the weight of the bag because he then said, "Woah, what do you have in here anyway? You know that it is illegal to smuggle animals into the U.S."

I had to wonder. Was that supposed to be funny?

"No," I replied flatly. "It is my bag of cameras, and I still have four more."

"Four?!" He replied in moch surprise. What an ass. "Do you think your moving in or something?"

Did I mention that he thinks he's a comedian? Well, he's not. He works at the airport. That would explain how he gets to come and see my mom so often, and how I got those first class tickets to come here for free.

I looked over at Miroku/Sleepy and noticed that he was staring off into space, just like all the past times I've seen him. I snatched the sign out of his hand and held it face down so I did not have to see the bright green letters saying my name. Did you know that I hated greed? "Can we just go to pick up my bags before someone else does?" I only said that because I had heard, before I came here, people steal luggage from you. I really did NOT need to lose my stuff right now.

My mom looked over at me with this look on her face that told me that what she was going to say, she really didn't want to but was going to do it anyway. Sure enough she leaned over to me and said in this hushed voice so that no one else could hear her, "I though we had a talk about that jacket, Kagome." I cringed when she said my name. The only time she says my full name is when she is mad at me, and by the look in her eyes she was definitely mad at me. "And those jeans. I thought that you said that you would be throwing those away."

I was wearing my oldest jeans, so old that they had holes in the knee parts, with my over-sized jacket. They went well with my black v-neck shirt and lace up boots. All in all I sort of looked like those misunderstood teenage runaways that you always see on those Made-for-TV movies.

But, when you are on a plane for hours on end, you want to be comfortable. I told that to my mom and she just rolled her eyes and walked off. That is the think I like about my mom. Although what she did was kinda rude, she does not harp on thinks like other mom's do.

"Okay," she said out loud "Let's go get your bags. Come on Miroku." She had to call Sleepy by name because he looked as if someone had shoved him out of bed to come and get me, and was not paying attention, though I'm not really sure if he ever does.

Pay attention that is.

I once asked my mom if Miroku was a narcoleptic or high all the time and she was like, "Why would you think such a thing?" Oh, I don't know. Maybe the fact that he always looks drowsy and never speaks acting like he's a drunk mute .

Wait, my mistake. He did talk to me once. At the wedding reception while I was standing outside with my jacket over my bridesmaids dress trying, yes TRYING, to smoke a cigarette. He said "Are you in a gang or something?"

Don't get me wrong. That was the first and last time I would ever have a cigarette ... Really! After hacking my lungs out from coughing, I could never dream of using one ever again. I was just under a lot of stress. It wasn't my fault.

Okay. We are in the car and I'm sitting here in the back with Mr. Mime. My new dad is driving us to our new house which, my mom has assured me, is really nice. She said that I got the nicest room in the house.

I look over to my left and surprisingly enough, Sleepy is...take a guess....that's right. Sleeping. I rolled my eyes and looked back over to my side of the car. There was lots of stuff to look at inside the car, but the thing that took my breath away was what I saw as we were passing over the bridge to downtown Brooklyn. The ocean. Yeah, that does sound kind of dumb, but just looking at the ocean like that, with the setting sun - did I mention that it was like 6 o'clock? - shining off of it and it just looking so pretty and blue, when it truth it was probably full of junk like soda cans and candy wrappers, but we have no need to think about that right now.

I gasped when I saw it and I could swear that I heard Miroku snort, like it was obvious that it was the ocean I was looking at. Duh!, it was the ocean but I never really saw it that close, and wasn't he asleep in the first place? It's not like I used to live on a beach or something. Anyway, when I did gasp, other that snort I was sure I had heard, my mom looked back at me and said, "Yeah, it is beautiful. You want to know what else is beautiful? Your school..." Then she launched into this long-winded explanation of my school, which was made in the 18th century and so on and so forth. I pretty much tuned out most of it but got the parts like, "you will have so much fun" and "you and Miroku will have all of the same classes." I choked on my spit and Miroku jumped out of alleged his sleep. For the first time in my life (or as long as I knew him) I heard Miroku say more than a sentence.

"What do you mean she is going to be in all of MY classes?! Are you both crazy?!" Both I was supposing he meant, my mom and new dad.

"No, we are not crazy," Jeff stated. "We just think that it would be a good idea if you and Kagome got to know each other at home and at school. She could even meet all of your little friends."

Great. Just great. I get new second-hand friends as well as everything else. Aren't I just the luckiest girl on earth? Let me jsut try and save my dignity, now shall I? "Isn't Sl-- I mean Miroku a grade higher than I am? I mean I can't be in his class." Please let this work.

"What makes you think that I want her," Emphasis on the her, "In all of my classes?!" Miroku was obviously upset and so was I, but did he have to yell so loud? Maybe it was just the jet lag talking, but for a person who spends most of his time not saying anything, he can yell pretty loud.

That is pretty much the end of Chapter one. I hope very much that you like it. And if you don't, too damn bad for you!

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