I do not own Inuyasha
Chapter 1
Kagome sat on her bed staring at her bedroom floor. She thought back on what had happened only hours ago. She had been helping set up things for the medieval festival the school was having as a fundraiser. She had been helping Songo with the fortuneteller's booth. She had decided to return the cans of paint they had gotten from the art room… but along the way she ran in to none other than the school's (number one prick in her eyes) most popular student. Inuyasha. Along with his crones that followed him everywhere: Miroku, Kikiyo, Jason, Ayame, Eric, & Kevin.
" Would you look at that sorry sight… where did she get those cloths a dumpster?!" laughed Kikiyo as Kagome walked passed her. The entire group burst out into fits of laughter, loudest of all was Inuyasha.
" Here let me help you." Said Inuyasha in a sweet caring kind of voice, as he stuck his foot out in front of Kagome, causing her to come crashing down to the floor. The paint cans broke open as they landed splashing paint all over her, and some on Inuyasha as well. " Look what you've done! You wreaked my new sneakers!" he yelled. Then an evil smirk grew on his face. He bent down picked up a can of half empty paint, and emptied the remaining contents slowly onto Kagome's head. They all laughed some more and walked off, leaving her there humiliated and covered in paint.
She was so embarrassed she spent the rest of the day hiding in the bathroom. She even missed the bus and had to walk home, all because Inuyasha and his friends were hangout, in the parking lot. So she waited until they all left and walked home.
"Home..." she thought. "Where is home?" when she had reached the house that was referred to as her home it was, as usual empty. Her mother was working and Sota would be at a friend's house for few hours before heading there. Kagome took her shoes off and walked up the stairs and into her bedroom. Sat on her bed and stared at the floor.
She looked up and turned to face the rather large mirror in the corner of her room, she got off the bed and stood in front of the mirror, and took a long look at her self. She was of average height, slender but with curves, which she hid well with he baggy choice in clothing. She wore a long plaid skirt that was worn at the seams, and a sweater that had you couldn't tell what the original color was. Black. Gray…brown…. Her hair was a saggy mess tangled and untamed, not to mention the paint that covered her as well. And then there were the half-inch thick glasses, with square frames, tilted on her face. It wasn't that she couldn't afford good things to wear; really her family was quite rich. Her mother was a very successful businesswoman. It was just that Kagome never cared about what she looked like. She didn't care about labels, and thought that a person should be judged on what there personality, and not their looks. Kagome turned away from the mirror and walked her own personal bathroom. She peeled her paint soaked clothes of and turned the shower on. She stepped in to that shower and stared to wash the paint out of her hair.
"I've had enough! Today was the last day I will let Inuyasha and his ditzy follower make a fool o me!" she said to her self. " Revenge will be sweet.".