Chapter 1

Dear Diary

So I finally got this stupid book cause my friend Sango recommended that a Diary would be good for me and I'd put much use to it since I have so much to say. Quite frankly, the girl could have plainly flat out said, 'I'm tired of hearing you nag, get a book. 'So here I am, writing. Ok...what do I say?
My name is Kagome...Kagome Higurashi...God, I hate my name. Anyway. I am 16 years old and I just moved to this boring small town upstate New York a week ago. I kid you not, it's called Lamefalls. Why my mother would move us to a town called Lamefalls is beyond me but the name itself should have raised a red flag because it is so LAME!

My summer sucked ass since most of it was spent packing and following my mom around on her stupid errands. I left all of my friends back home in New York City, well, I'm exaggerating, friend is more like it. Sango. She was the only other person out there as cool, morbid and anti-blithe as I was, not to sound conceited, But everyone back home was a trendy zombie that had no direction in life but to impress other lame ass trendy zombie, (God, I hate them), So that they can have their little crowds of mindless ditzes walking, just looking pretty. Sigh, Too bad I'm writing, I make good impressions of them. Hmm, maybe if I add expressional verbs like, 'grunted' or ' whine' which, by the way, just to clear things out, I do not do. Screw you mom. Anyway, going back to the matter at hand, So far, in this dead town of inbreds and losers, I haven't seen anyone my age, no cool places to hang, this place is the complete opposite of the urban life I was accustomed to. Bottom line, this place sucks monkey balls and I am stuck here, well at least until I'm 18 and then I can escape to wherever the hell I want to, which is most likely the circus. Or to New York City and sell my body off for a reasonable price...just kidding, that was for you mom, in case you're reading this...How's the heart? Well, I'm off. Maybe this Diary thing isn't so bad. I'll keep you updated. Later.

Kagome sighed as she looked around her plain white room, boxes on the side, unopened. She frowned as she stared at the boring squared room that reminded her of a hospital. This is just great, she thought. There really wasn't anything to do. The only good thing that came out of this tragic change that she could benefit from was her new car. Her mom had bought her a Black Jeep, but where could she go in this never-ending tree nightmare of a place. She decided to call her friend back home, Sango, to see what was going on. She walked towards the phone as she heard rapid footsteps coming down the stairs. Her younger brother, Sota, ran passed her and stopped immediately as he stared at her with his eyes wide and his mouth opened.

"Eww..What did you do to your hair? Mom's gonna get mad." Sota teased

"Get out of my face" Kagome sighed as she shoved the boy's face away from her with one hand as she picked up and dialed the phone with the other. Sota continued to make faces and bothered her more. "Sota, I am not playing with you, I going to stick my fist in your-...Oh, Hi...Ahem...Is Sango there?" Kagome said sweetly after changing her demonic tone. She eyed Sota evilly shooting ominous glares and sent the boy sprinting back upstairs. A soft voice came on to the phone humming a song.

"Hey, Who dis?" she said.

"Stop acting like you have more than one friend, you know who dis…" Kagome rolled her eyes.

"Oh...The host to the other half of my brain. How's it going over there, found out how you're going to off yourself?"

Kagome chuckled. "Yeah, right, you only wish you had a brain, what's going on over there?"

"Nothing really, I kind of have a surprise...but I'll tell you in a little while cause I love to torture you."

"Ugh, you know I hate surprises. Anyway, I'm sure there's a lot more going on there than here. It's worse than I could have imagined."

"Really? So you did nothing new in the week you've been there?" Sango said, her tone bland.

"Actually, I dyed my hair, it has purple streaks and I chopped it off, like I don't know what the hell I did, I just started chopping away…I have issues." Kagome said as she twirled a strand of the purple hair to her face to observe it.

"Damn, Kagome, Did you do it to piss your mom off?" Sango yelled into the phone.

"Yeah, I think I did. Whatever, she's not going to care. She should be happy, anyways, that I am adapting so quickly to this new lifestyle of ours. Whatever, I hope I piss her off." Kagome snorted.

"That's just great, Kagome, after all the sacrifices and begging, and you know how much I hate to beg..." Sango harrumphed.

Kagome stared at the wall, blankly and gazed down at the receiver. "Um...What are you talking about?"

"I just begged my mom for two straight whole days to let me live with you so I can go to school with you since she's always traveling and she finally gave in as long as your mom says its ok, That's the begging part. Here comes the sacrifices. Since you seemed so depressed and on the verge of hanging yourself which you promised you wouldn't do unless I watched, I gave up everything, and Kagome...I mean everything."

Kagome's eyes widened." You mean..."
"Yes, you dumb stink rag, I mean every fuckin' thing! My Porsche, my trip to Dubai, the disturbed concert next week, I donated 80% of my clothes to her charity! Got it! So get on your mom's good side and you beg your ass off you hear me? Because she's already rented out my room. So help me, Buddha, I will freaking camp out on your yard if I have to-"

Kagome laughed. "Ok, ok, I got it, I'll call you back...Is there a deadline on you coming out here?"

"Yup, there is now that you mention it, I have until tomorrow to find out, If your mom says no, I still have to forfeit all of my things and sleep on the couch for the next year."

"My mom has already sent my IPad, laptops, and all of my Betsey Johnson jewelry to the children of Cambodia, that damn hippie! She says, I'm too materialistic. Anyway, go ask your mom, call me in an hour, I'm going to infest my bedroom with bed bugs for the new tenant, HA!" Sango said as she hung up.

Kagome heard the tone and hung up the phone. Just as she headed out her room, her mother walked up the steps holding boxes.

Her mom stared at her and smiled. "Oh, hey honey, did you unpack yet?"

Kagome blankly stared at her mom, and looked back to see if maybe she was talking to Sota. Why was she being nice? Didn't she see her purple pixie cut hair?

"Kagome, honey, did you hear me?" her mom asked, placing the boxes down.

"Oh, yeah, uhhh…working on it now." Kagome nodded. Which she hasn't. Kagome began to tug on her hair to draw her mother's attention to it.

Her mom smiled as she passed her.
"So, you dyed and cut your hair. It looks good. I noticed you made a mess in the bathroom and I expect you to clean it up?" She made her way down the steps and Kagome followed.

"Yes, Mom, I will do that right away but…well, I was wondering…Sango's Mom is traveling again to Asia, so Sango will be left alone for eight months…and we were wondering if Sango could stay with us and go to school here…with me?" Kagome said, immediately putting her puppy face and preparing her opposing argument when she said no.

"Wow, that's not a bad idea, I hate that Sango's always left alone. Sure, she can stay with us, When will she be coming?" her mom asked, unwrapping figurines and setting them on top of the counter.
Kagome frowned. That was too easy. Something wasn't right, but she was running with it for the sake of Sango. "Well, right away since school is next week, and she'll need to get a bed and shop for school stuff."

"Ok, honey, well, that's awesome. If you'll excuse me though, I have things to attend to. Gotta make the house look pretty now." she smiled as she turned her attention at assembling the pieces on the floor to rebuild the table.

Kagome turned away to walk towards the phone but faltered a moment to wait for her mom to just jump up and say I'm kidding, do you think I'm that nice? I don't want you to be happy and I want you to suffer! Muhawhawhaw! but it didn't happen. She half smiled as she walked towards the phone to call Sango. She told Sango the good news, which somehow Sango wasn't exactly jumping up due to the fact she was still mourning over her lost and forfeited items. She'll get over it. She was taking the next bus out of the city and would be here tomorrow morning. Kagome sighed and decided to unpack her things.

The next day, Kagome woke up and jolted up from her bed, she lunged forth to the bathroom to beat her brother and slammed the bathroom door. She stared at her reflection and frowned not remembering her hair was now short and purple. Although, Sango was moving in, she was still a bit sad. Her parents had just gotten divorced. They separated six years ago but the divorce became official a month ago. Which hurt her the most because she still thought maybe there was a chance they would get back together. She stared at her plum-midnight hair and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She had to pick up Sango in two hours from the bus terminal. She brushed her teeth and washed her face before returning back to her room to pick out her wardrobe. She looked around and smiled. The room had potential, especially now that she was sharing with Sango. She walked towards her closet and picked out a black denim jacket with a White t-shirt and army green cargo pants. She got her boots from the bottom of her bed and began to get dressed. Her cell phone began to ring and vibrate on her dresser, startling her. She ran towards the phone to pick up and heard Sango cursing among noise in the background.

"Dude, I got here earlier than expected, where are you?" Sango yelled over the static.

"What do you mean where am I? I'm home! You're two hours early! Did you expect me to just wait there?"

"Uh yeah! What else did you have to do in this supposed lame town Lamefalls! Hurry the hell up, you know I hate waiting! Have you ever taken the greyhound? The people on that bus..is a different species, I wouldn't dare even go to the bathroom in that thing. I've been holding my pee for the last 8 hours!"

"Ugh, ok, ok, stop bitching!" Kagome said, rushing around, gathering her things

."Who do I have to screw to get a Starbucks here? Please for the love of god tell me there's a Starbucks. This is going to be the ultimate deal breaker, bitch. I'm sorry but that's where my love for you ends. Life is too short for shitty coffee."

"Oh my God, Sango. Chill the hell out, you've been here for like two seconds."

"Two seconds is a life time in this purgatory! Apúrate!"

"Stop using your Taco bell Spanish on me. I'm coming!" Kagome hung up the phone and ran out of her room. She ran down the stairs and got into her jeep. She blasted her rock music and peeled out of the driveway.

Kagome arrived at the bus terminal twenty minutes later and began searching for her friend. It wouldn't be hard to single Sango out. Among the crowd of pastel and neutral slacks and cardigans, Sango's pale body was fluorescent in her black attire.

She walked into a café knowing her chances of finding her there were great and sure enough, Sango was making a scene at the register.

"Un-fuckin' believable? How do they not know what Lattes are? This bitch just told me regular or decaf, that's it? Is my mission here to civilize these Martians and schooling them into making a decent cup of Java? What is this mud juice?"

Kagome felt her cheeks hot from the embarrassment as she pulled Sango away from the register.

"Nope, I'm taking the next bus home, bye bitch. This life here, ain't for me." Sango put on her ray bans as she diva-ed her way out of the café. "Sorry, but I'm not going to survive here.

Sango dragged her suitcase toward the waiting area. "Sorry girl, I tried, if you go back home and hang yourself, just know…I understand."

Kagome laughed as she grabbed her friend's arm and dragged her towards the car.

"Get in, and stop making such a scene." Kagome sighed as she threw her friend's suitcase in the backseat. Kagome stared at her sulking friend. Sango, had glitter all over her face, green eyeshadow to compliment her green contacts. Her hair was long and black with Pink and Red streaks. She wore a tight corset with black frills.

"Look, no one made you come out here. If you really want to go back to your bed bug infested house, then we can wait for the next bus."

Sango's nostrils flared. "I don't ask for much, I just want coffee that doesn't take like sewer water?"

"Listen, sex in the city, there's a Starbucks five minutes from my house and guess what else I saw that the city doesn't have…"

"What?"

"PFChangs!"

"Shut up! For realz?"

"Yep. So can you like, not spaz out and bring it down a notch or two, or ten?" Kagome rolled her eyes.

Sango smiled. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I had a mental breakdown but I'm good. I'm good. I have Xanax and mommy's plastic so let's head to the mall and wreak havoc on that hippie!"

"You're such a spoiled brat, what was the point of giving up your things if you're only going to buy some more?" Kagome shot a look of disbelief.

"I don't know, my mom caved, she's weak like this damn coffee. Anyway, I need to get school things like a notebook, I guess so I can doodle in, my four poster King size bed is getting delivered tomorrow—"

"What? Sango, my room isn't that big!"

Sango cackled. "Relax, bitch. I got a peasant size twin bed for your mediocre room."

Kagome rolled her eyes. How she and Sango became best friends was a mystery. Sango's mother had a lot of money, but insisted on putting Sango in public school and not giving her so many privileges, except when she felt bad leaving her alone to travel, which was often. They had a lot of things in common, their love for death metal, dark clothing and coffee. They've been inseparable since the second grade. She wouldn't admit it but was so thankful to have her here with her. It made moving to this town just a little less…lame.

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Hi guys, upon a few requests, I've decided to post this story that I wrote over 17 years ago…oh my god, I'm so old. This story is different than my usual Sesshomaru/Kagome pairings. It was written when I first got into Inuyasha and fanfiction. This story is completed but I am doing some light editing because it desperately needs it. For some of you that have been following me for a long time, I will also be posting Wanted for Murder. Please be patient while I do this and finish my last fanfiction Love in the time of Kimora.

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