Disclaimer: I DO NOT, unfortunately, OWN INUYASHA
Dear Kagome,
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You may not know it
But someone likes you
Wow, Kagome thought as she read the the love note. Who could this be-no, wait. This is some kind of sick joke. Kagome's face went from a ditzy daze to her normal serious look.
As she grabbed her books out of her blue locker, she shoved the small card into it. Whatever, she thought, walking hastily to math class.
"Another method of solving systems of equations involves combining the equations with addition or subtraction. The method works best when the variables are not multiplied by anything, and when the-" The math teacher was explaining when he was interrupted.
The door creaked open as Kagome walked into the classroom. "Oh, I'm sorry," she mouthed an apology and took her seat.
The math teacher continued. "...when the variables are not multiplied by anything, and...line up...set things...combination..." Kagome ignored what he was saying.
What is this from, anyway? Grade six, seven? She moved there, in Somerset, Pennsylvania, from Springfield, Ohio three years ago. She was in ninth grade then. This school, she believed, was at least two years behind in academic ability. I should have graduated years ago, Kagome told herself, mentally groaning.
She glanced up at the clock from the paper she was drawing on. Two more minutes of being bored.
...Ring! The bell sounded. Oh, good, lunch. I'm starving. Her stomach growled eagerly.
Hamburgers and fries. Well, that's a nice meal, Kagome thought. Then, in her mind, screamed, Unless you are the meal! Kagome was a vegetarian, and hated the thought of animals being killed for humans' own needs.
When she sat down at an empty table with a lunch one of the cafeteria workers, who was also a vegetarian, made especially for her, someone walked up to her.
"Hey," the voice belonged to a boy, although she didn't know exactly who. She just stared at her tray full of celery and carrots. Kagome had no clue that the boy was speaking to her, since no one else ever did.
"Hey, you," the boy repeated. This time Kagome looked up. "You're Higurashi, right? Kagome Higurashi?"
She stared, not saying a word. Why is he speaking to me? I'd better just ignore him. He's probably the one who sent me that card as a cruel joke. Well I'm not falling for it.
"Can you here me, or are you deaf? How about mute?" He asked her.
Kagome was just eating a stick of celery, staring at the ground as if there was nothing else to look at.
"Ka-go-me, can you here me?" The boy said in a sing-song voice.
Kagome was getting annoyed now. What is his deal? She decided to reply. "What do you want?" Her voice was barely a whisper.
"I want to talk to you. Can you-" Kagome interrupted him.
"Why...why do you want to speak with me? I know what you're doing, and I am not going to become some part of one of your atrocious senoir pranks." Kagome told him firmly.
"Pranks? What are you talking about? Look, I can't talk here, not to you. Just-" He handed her a small piece of paper. "Call me, okay."
"I will not-" and he was gone. Should I...no, I can't. He said he can't talk to me here, so...he thinks his social stats will go down if he's seen with me. No wonder he spoke so lowly.