Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha or the song 'You said no' by Busted

A/N: Woot! New story!! I love em soooo much!! Fun fun! This might not be the best idea, since I already have 4 unfinished storys to juggle….but I'll manage. Whats one more?

Geek Gets the Girl

Chapter 1: unfinished song

High school is a difficult place. It's a fight and a race for popularity, everyone wanting a piece of it. Everyone wants to have the best high school experience imaginable. Most people think the only way to have that great experience is to be popular. Parents don't seem to realize how hard it is for the kids who don't fit in. You know, the kids who aren't mainstream. And every parent wants there kid to be a mainstream kid. No one wants there child to have to endure atomic wedgies, swirlys, and bullies for the entire high school career. But lets face it. High School is completely different for us, then what it was like for them. It's an entire different world.

In Every school, you have your preps, your jocks, your geeks, nerds, band geeks, punks, Goths, emos, skaters, hicks…the list goes on and on. And most of the time, these different little cliques can't seem to get along. Whether its because one hate the other because they are popular, or because a group hates one that has a bad attitude and hates everyone. Every single clique has its problems. No matter what.

One of the main problems that occur in high school, between these cliques is popularity. Did you ever notice how, sometimes(not always), popular people aren't so fond of the kids who are geeks and don't fit it? They especially seem to have it in for the kids who don't care about popularity, and don't bow down to them. This is usually where the problems start.

Of course, a complication always arises when a lesser person, tries to go out with some one higher on the popularity scale. The popular person always seems to reject that person, even if they didn't want to, just to maintain their place at the top. But sometimes, the people don't care. It doesn't matter if the person is the most hated person in school. They still end up together. But that's very rare.

Now everyone has a high school memory, of wanting someone you couldn't have, whether you were the person who couldn't get the popular person, or you were the popular person, afraid of what your friends would think if you asked out a geek. And that's where our story starts today. In the mess of clique fights, and name brand clothes, a group of preps, and a group of punk rockers, are about to clash head on.

Punk rock music echoed through the house, making it creek and sway to the thumping of the drums, and guitars. Izayoi sighed, as she tried to make supper for her family, and her son's friends, who would most likely be staying for supper again. Every night after school, the foursome would come over, and jam in the garage for a few hours, eat supper, and then go home. She didn't mind her sons friends at all. They were a nice bunch, but the noise they made was sometimes unbearable. It was days like this when she wished the garage wasn't attached to the house.

The music paused, and Izayoi grinned, hoping they were stopping for the day, and coming inside to fill their stomachs. One could only take so much punk rock music in a day.

"Ok…Lets do 'You Said No'," InuYasha Takahashi, the singer of the group, suggested, as he brushed a strand of his long silver hair out of his amber eyes. He turned around and faced the band, to see what they thought.

"Noooooo!" The bassist, Sango, the only girl in the band wailed dramatically. It wasn't that bad of a song, but they just played the stupid thing every day. Well, as much as they could play it anyway.

"We will play that song again, once you finally finish it." InuYasha's older brother, and the bands drummer, Sesshomaru muttered. Sesshomaru was the oldest of the group, at nineteen, but he was still a senior. Again. Last year, halfway through the year, the school had a locker search, and one of the drug dogs discovered pot in his locker. The possession of marijuana was punished with Sesshomaru being expelled for the rest of the year, and he could not get his diploma. He had to come back, and take all his classes over, if he wanted that diploma. Sesshomaru hadn't really wanted to come back, but the boy's dad wasn't going to let his oldest son become a drop out.

"Yeah. You have got to get over it, man. She said no, let it go." Miroku, InuYasha's best friend, the guitarist said.

"I don't care what she said. This is a great song. And as soon as I figure out the perfect way to end it, it will be our best song. So until then, let's practice it so we already have the beginning down." InuYasha demanded, turning around to face his mic, and placing his fingers on the first chords that he played in the song. InuYasha played backup guitar, since they did not have a fifth member.

Rolling his eye in annoyance, Sesshomaru brought his sticks above his head, and smacked them together in counting off. He didn't want to do it, but it was about the only thing that would shut his persistent brother up.

All together, on Sesshomaru's count, the band began playing, starting perfectly intone and rhythm. They had played the damned song so many times they could start perfect together, hitting every note that the song called for.

"You're so fit, and you know it,

And I only dream of you,

Cause my life's such a bitch,

But you can change it," InuYasha sang. He had written this part of the song, before he had gotten shot down by the girl of his dreams. Still, even though it started out, making her sound out great, he kept the lyrics. For some reason, he liked them. InuYasha felt like this would be there first hit, even though he had no idea how to finish it.

"Maybe you need somebody just like me,

Don't turn me down, cuz I've got no car, and I've got no money,

I asked you to dance at the disco,

But you said no,

The whole world was watching and laughing," Miroku and Sango sang back up at this part, the chorus, to add to the effect the song had on the listener.

"On the day that I crashed and burned,

At your feet," InuYasha finished the chorus alone, since it had been him who had made a fool of himself at the disco, just a month or two ago.

"Since the day, that you dissed me,

I'm feeling so pathetic, cause the guys

Wanna ditch me, and its all because…

You and your friends laughing at me now,

You think that I'm nothing," InuYasha finished singing, the band stopped playing at different times. No one knew exactly what was supposed to be played next, since that was all the further the song was written.

"So are you ever going to finish it?" Miroku asked, setting his Draco Flying V, B.C. Rich guitar on its stand. The band had agreed that it would look cool if everyone, minus Sesshomaru since he played the drums, got a B.C. Rich, to give the band an edgy, dangerous look. Therefore, Sango, Miroku, and InuYasha had all coughed up the money to buy the model they wanted.

"Yes. Eventually. I'm trying, but everything I try to fit in for the next verse sounds like complete shit. The next line has to be an eye-opener, something that would surprise the shit out of her when she hears it. I just don't know what that is yet." InuYasha mumbled the last part, thinking. He hated that stupid bitch. He would show her what it was like have her fucking heart ripped out in front of everybody. He would humiliate her, just like she did him. Only he would be doing it with his killer voice, and his bright red, Dark Arts Warlock.

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"So, who are you going to get to play at the homecoming?" Ayame, a wolf demon, asked the senior class president, as they changed out of their practice attire, and put on their street clothes. Cheerleading practice had just ended and the girls were preparing to head home.

Kagome glanced up, startled, she had been lost in her thoughts, and hadn't been paying attention to anyone. Sighing, she pulled her jeans up, and buttoned them. Maybe her mom was right, and she was trying to juggle to much this year. It was her senior year for Gods sakes, and she was just making it harder on herself. She never should have went out for senior class president. Of course, she would be voted for. Everyone in the school adored her.

She had just wanted to make her last year in high school memorable. So, she had signed herself up for it, knowing it would help her college manuscript look even better then it already did. It already said that she was the head cheerleader of the varsity squad; she was the president of the yearbook committee, and she was going to be the valedictorian (no one even stood a chance at taking that away from her. She had that nailed down to her name in the tenth grade.) In addition, she was the captain of the field hockey team. Not only that, but Kagome volunteered down at the animal shelter and at the old folks home. This would only make it better. She was the bright, shining example for the entire school.

"I have no idea. I have so much on my mind right now; I completely forgot that I had to find a live band to play." Kagome rolled her chocolate eyes, as she pulled on her pink T-shirt. "I guess I'll go home and print up some posters, about having local bands try out."

"I'll help you out." Kikyo, Kagome's twin sister, said. She might not have had as good as grades as Kagome, but their parents didn't forget about her. Their family wasn't one where they praised one more then the other. They were both treated equally, and got along perfectly.

Kikyo didn't have the high grades that Kagome had, but she maintained a 3.5 grade point average, and she had some strengths and accomplishments of her own. Kikyo was the captain for the archery team, who lead their school to victory year after year. Kikyo was the best archer in the entire country. She was also on the varsity cheerleading squad, and was on the yearbook staff. Kikyo also had a reputation in dancing. Not the ballet, tap dancing kind, but more along the lines of the dirty dancing sort. She had won a few awards for the best dancer, down at the town's local disco. No girl could out dance her, and Kikyo definitely took pride in that.

"Oh my gosh. Thank you so much, Kik." Kagome gushed. Kikyo helping her out meant that she wouldn't have to stay up all night working on school stuff.

"Do you think that band, Rivers of Blood, or whatever the hell they call themselves, will try out?" Ayame questioned, as she pulled her fiery red hair, free from its pig tails, and ran her fingers through the long tresses. She had long since been dressed, being the quickest out of the girls; after all, she was the only demon.

"I guarantee they do." Rin, their other best friend, nodded, slipping her feet into a pair of orange flip flops, and placing her sneakers in her gym locker, and clasping shut the lock.

"Kag, you can not choose them to play. I can't dance to that kind of music. That's not fun. They are into head banging, jumping around with your fists in the air, kind of stuff." Kikyo complained, swinging her big blue purse over her shoulder. Together, the four best friends said good bye to their team mates, and left the locker room, on the way to their cars.

"If they're the best, then I have to let them play. I'm going to be completely neutral. I like every kind of music, so I will pick what I feel is best." Kagome explained, calmly, ready to give everyone a chance. Even the biggest geeks in the school.

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The next day at school, Kagome walked through the halls, before the final bell rang, taping the fliers, she made last night on the walls, and handing them to a few people, she knew might be interested. Kagome liked to try to pay attention to everyone, and remember his or her names as best as she could. Even though she was already, easily the most well liked girl in school, she didn't want to be mean or neglect anyone.

Quickly, as the warning bell rang, alerting the students that they had three minutes until homeroom started, Kagome made her way down the math hall. The math hallway was where homerooms filled with students with the last names of from T-V were. Kagome's short pink skirt swayed around her slim legs, as she marched into the senior homeroom, looking for a certain person.

Her brown eyes scanned the room, until she found two figures, sitting in the back of the classroom, dressed in mostly black, and chains. Putting a genuine smile on her face, Kagome walked back the aisle, ignoring the odd looks she got from the other students, and faced the biggest, geekiest, rejects of the school.

"Hey. I'm Kagome Higurashi, the senior class pres," Kagome introduced herself to the two brothers; she had never actually spoken to either of them before, them or their other two friends.

Sesshomaru gave the girl a once over, glaring at her the entire time.

"Well, what the hell do you want?" He snapped, pissed that she would talk to them, after what had happened at the disco over the summer. InuYasha just scowled at her, hating every bone in her body. Kagome turned to InuYasha feeling she would be a little easier to reason with.

"You guys are in a band, right?" Kagome asked, feeling self conscious, to be truthful, she hadn't expected them to take such an immediate dislike to her, of course she couldn't blame them. At the moment, she couldn't remember either of their names. InuYasha gave her a curt nod, still glaring at her, hate, pain, and sadness swirling in his amber orbs.

"Well, I'm holding tryouts for bands who would want to play at homecoming, so I'm handing out flyers to anyone that I know are in bands. The tryouts will be held in two days, I know it's on short notice, but it was the only date this week that the gym would be free for tryouts. If that doesn't work for you, we can schedule a time that does, but it will have to be in the next three weeks, because there are only four and a half weeks till homecoming, and I need to have the band booked before then. My number is on the sheet, so call me so I can sign you up for tryouts. Shit. I'm going to be late. All the information is on the flyer, if you have any questions, just call me or talk to me at lunch or something." Kagome said quickly, handing the flyer to InuYasha. She ran out of the room, afraid of being late to her own homeroom class.

InuYasha shook his head as he watched the girl go. It was stupid of her to try to give him this when the bell was going to ring so soon. She should have just waited until third or seventh period. They had both classes together, and she wouldn't have ended up late to homeroom that way. Rolling his eyes, he looked at the paper. She probably had no clue that she had classes with him, since she was the queen-bee and all. After reading over the flyer, InuYasha looked up at his brother and smirked.

"This might just be the break we are looking for." InuYasha said, waving the green flyer in front of Sesshomaru's face.