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CHAPTER 1—What is that? A Message?

"Oh, I've been waiting for this day for my entire life; I've finally completed my studies in Shikon Middle School! Sango, can you believe it? I'm going to Shikon High," a girl with silky raven-haired announced.

"Me too," a girl with dark black hair, Sango, said. "I've been looking forward to going Shikon High School."

"Am I so glad I passed my math. I thought I'm going to flunk it."

"You've studied extra hard for that examination, and you deserved it. Kagome, what I can't believe is our parents allowed us to stay at Shikon Holiday Chalet (A/N: Is it a chalet or Resort? Please correct me in your reviews if you think this part is not correct) for the whole Summer Vacation. I heard that the rented semi-detached chalet we're staying has the best view of Shikon Beach!" The two excited girls climbed up the stairs. They'll be staying at semi-detached chalets that looked like cottages, but much bigger, and Kagome wondered who would be their temporary neighbors.

"Number 11… 12… 13…" Sango muttered as they walked past a semi-detached chalet after another, finding theirs. "This is endless. I can't find Number 22."

Kagome looked around for the Number 22. "Maybe it is a much bigger chalet than these around us."

"I hope so."

After minutes of searching, they found the chalet they would be staying in. They climbed another flight of stairs and Sango unlocked the front door. The moment Sango pushed open the door, their jaws dropped.

Inside the building the main room featured rough-hewn wooden beams, rustic log chairs, and a long, polished wooden bar at one end of the room, a flight of stairs to the second floor at the other end. A microwave glimpsed through the swinging doors leading to the kitchen, a big-screen TV set into the mirrored wall and in front of it was two comfortable couches.

"I also heard that each chalet in Shikon Holiday Chalet represent each style, and I guessed we got the Western one."

"You're kidding me, huh? This chalet is bigger than my house. Sango, you're very rich. How much did you pay renting this building?"

"It's a secret. Now let's put our stuff here and head to the beach."

Before they stepped out of the building, Kagome asked, "Are we going to greet our neighbors?"

"Maybe later. First, let's check out the beach."

In a flash, they reached the famous Shikon Beach everyone has been talking about. It was no doubt that it was crowded with people. As they walked on the sand, Sango noticed a few boys casting glances at their direction. "You look pretty in your beach suit. Guys are staring at you with their eyes almost popping out."

Kagome looked down at her beach suit. She was wearing a plain white sleeveless top and navy blue mini-shorts over her baby-blue bikini, and sapphire slippers. It fitted totally with Kagome's long raven hair. "You too."

Sango was wearing a lighter brown sleeveless top and white mini-shorts, over her coral bikini. Sango blushed. "How can I be? Their eyes were on you, not me."

"How can you be so sure?" Kagome glanced at those boys, who looked back at her and waved.

"Told you."

"Come, Sango. Walk faster. I don't feel right when people look at me." She pulled Sango's arm and leaded Sango to the west of the sandy shore, which was much quieter.

When they looked to the direction to the Pacific Ocean, they stopped walking. The breathtaking scenery before them captivated them; the sea was bathed in a golden hue by the gentle sunlight above them. "Whoa, that explained why Shikon Beach is so popular."

Kagome nodded and inhaled the crisp ocean air. "Even the air smells like ocean."

Just then, something bumped against the tip of her slipper. Kagome thought the tide was coming in, and instantly leaped backward to keep from getting her slippers soaked.

But the bump happened again. She looked down and gasped. "I can't believe what people throw on the beach. Even here at Shikon Beach." Kagome bent down and pulled an old green wine bottle out of the foaming surf. The label had washed away but the cork was still in the bottle.

Looking around, she saw that there was a trashcan back by the path walk. "Come on," Kagome said. "Let's toss this away."

Sango caught hold of Kagome's wrist as she turned to leave. "Wait. There's something inside."

"Old gross wine, probably," Kagome replied.

"No, Kagome," Sango said. "It looks like a piece of paper."

Kagome held the bottle up to the sky. "You're right. Let's see what it says." She struggled to pull the cork out of the bottle, but it was stuck tight.

"Give it to me," Sango said. With a twist of her wrist, Sango jerked the waterlogged cork out of the bottle.

"You're strong!"

"You're weak. Now take that piece of paper out of the bottle." Kagome shook the rolled-up piece of paper into her hand.

"Oh my god!" She murmured, unrolling the paper.

"What? What is it?" Sango demanded.

Kagome smiled up at her friend. "It's a letter."

"Well, don't just stand there," Sango said impatiently. "Read it!"

End of chapter.

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