Disclaimer: I do not own any Inuyasha characters.
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Opening her eyes, Kagome glared at the annoyance that dared to disturb her blissful sleep. 6:00 AM. Summer had officially ended. The only upside being that she was no longer a freshman and now knew the basics for surviving high school. Nope, no more wandering around lost and confused, no more awkwardness around people and not knowing who's who, and plus, in five months, she will be among the other licensed drivers of Tokyo, whether Tokyo was ready or not. Yes, this year will indeed be an improvement.
Last year she had only succeeded in making a few good friends, Sango and Miroku. Not that she was complaining because she couldn't have asked for better friends. Miroku will be a junior this year, but Sango will be in the same boat as herself. At least Miroku had a car; and maybe if she was lucky enough, Kikyo and her little clique moved to another country, or drove off a cliff… Hey, a girl can dream.
Kikyo was queen of the school. Her daddy was one of the richest men in Tokyo, making her the richest kid in their school. Between that and her screwing her way to the top of the high school food chain, she was both sought after by males and envied by the females. She believed everything revolved around her, and the circle of popularity that surrounded her fed into that belief.
Kagome turned off the loud alarm clock and slowly rolled her body over the edge of the bed… only to find herself now sitting on the ground with a big THUD. Gradually crawling her way to the connecting bathroom, she turned the water on in the shower. Letting it heat up she stood up to undress and slipped in. Letting her mind wander, she began thinking about what she would wear for her first day of sophomore year.
She got out of the shower and glanced at the clock to make sure that she wasn't running late. Putting a towel around her she walked over to her closet and pulled out a pair of black jeans and a black tanktop. The typical outfit you would see her in. She wore a lot of black but it was never extreme, always casual. Black was her favorite color to wear because if worn correctly, anyone can look great in black. She put on her studded belt and went back into the bathroom. Carefully making sure to leave her long bangs out, she threw her hair into two half-looped pigtails, letting random strands to fall loose. She quickly rimmed her eyes with black eyeliner, black eye shadow and black mascara. She never needed a lot of makeup but she loved dramatic eye makeup. Dabbing on some clear lipgloss she walked out of the bathroom.
"KAGOME, ARE YOU UP YET?!" her mother yelled from downstairs.
Grabbing her black and blue Vans she ran down towards the direction of her mother's voice.
"I'm up Mom, I think you should be more worried about Souta" she replied as she walked into the kitchen.
"Oh dear, that boy is never going to get anywhere in life. He's going to sleep right through it without a personal wake-up service. I'll be back in a few minutes." Ms. Higurashi said as she began walking upstairs.
"I won't be here, I can see Miroku and Sango pulling up the driveway, I'll see you when I get home!" Kagome said hopping over to her black messenger bag as she attempted to put her shoes on while 'walking'. Grabbing her stuff she ran out the front door and down the many MANY stairs, stomping her feet the rest of the way into her shoes.
"Hey Kagome, are you ready for school?" Sango asked. Dressed in her loose black pants and red tanktop, she got out of the dark blue Mustang to let Kagome get in the back.
"Not in the least" Kagome said noticing Miroku's baggy blue jeans and black wifebeater. Both of her friends' outfits only confirming her beliefs that black makes everyone look good.
"That's okay, we're going to grab breakfast first anyways, so you have a little more time to enjoy freedom," Miroku replied trying to cheer his friend up as he drove off towards the café near the school.
Arriving, they seated themselves in a booth and waited for the waitress. They took a good look around and Kagome spotted her biggest enemy, Kikyo. Apparently she had wandered from her group and was flirting with a young man with long silver hair. She couldn't see his face, but could assume he was older than her. To Kagome's amusement, she witnessed as Kikyo walked away with a furious look on her face. Evidently, he wasn't interested.
"EARTH TO KAGOME!" Sango called, bringing Kagome out of her little world.
"Huh? What's wrong?" She asked, still glancing at the guy with silver hair.
"Well, since you decided to go on a trip to the other side of the galaxy just when the waitress came by, I had to order for you because we couldn't get your attention, so now you have a vanilla latte and a blueberry muffin getting cold right in front of your face along with 20 minutes to consume them." Sango said in one breath.
Sango was used to her friend's habit of spacing, and had a good memory of ways to cover for her. She always had her back when it came to anything. Kagome considered her a sister, and most people would think that they were. They were very similar in the ways that they dressed and acted. Sango was a bit more outgoing when it came to voicing her opinion, but Kagome was just as tough when it came down to it.
"So do you two have any of the same classes this year?" Miroku asked stuffing a piece of toast in his mouth.
"Yeah, we have Chemistry 1st, Art 2nd, English II 4th, and History 6th" Sango answered. "Four out of 6 isn't bad. What other classes did you have Kagome?"
"I have Pre-Calculus 3rd, and Business 5th. What do you have Miroku?"
"I have Chemistry and Art with both of you, PreCal with Kagome, then English III, AP History, and Family Studies."
"Why are you taking Family Studies?" Kagome asked.
"It's useful information and it will be full of females that obviously want families, and I'm more than willing to help them start." Miroku replied with a serious look on his face.
Sango kicked him in the shin under the table while Kagome just gave a sweatdrop expression. Miroku and Sango liked each other, and even though they both were practically going out, Sango would never admit her feelings, while Miroku would admit his to every passing girl.
"Alright, time to get going, we don't want to be late on the first day." Sango said as she got up excitedly.
"Are you sure? I mean, I wouldn't mind missing another week or so," Kagome said as she glanced over to where the silver haired man was sitting. Noticing he was no longer there, she returned to her thoughts. "I hope Kikyo isn't in any of our classes."
Getting into Miroku's car, they started driving off to another year at Shikon High.
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Author's note: For those of you who had been reading this story, my apologies for taking so long to get back to it… and I'm sorry for my evil ways of starting it all over… I just wanted to reintroduce it. I've also decided to not combine chapters (so far… this may change)… Good news is, I have the chapters that I had written backed up so updates shouldn't take too long (after allowing me time to rewrite them along with my going to school) and I have a pretty good idea how to continue the story where I left it last time… I'll get to that when I can… till then I'm going to stick to posting one chapter at a time… I hope you guys enjoy!