Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.
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A/N: I know what you're thinking, "Audrina? Why are you starting another story without finishing your old one?" Well … I just had a writers block on that one so I thought starting a new one might help.
Enjoy!
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Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!
"Ughhh," I groaned as I got up from bed. I hit the snooze button on my alarm clock and rubbed my eyes, tempted to fall back on the warm bed. Suddenly I shot up. It was today. Today was the day!
Two words.
High.
School.
In 7 minutes flat I was showered and had brushed my teeth. I opened my huge closet and looked at what lay in front of me. I wasn't the, "Oh my god! What will I wear?!" kind of girl…at least not usually. However, I did like to look decent, especially on a day as big as this. Recently, my wardrobe had skyrocketed quite a bit, thanks to my new job at Hot Topic. At least now, my huge walk-in closet wasn't half-empty anymore.
Finally, after 20 minutes of unusual agony, I chose a pair of destroyed skinny jeans, my favorite Paramore t-shirt, my Volcom hoodie, and my comfy, beat-up black Chucks.
I got dressed and walked over to my dresser. I didn't do make-up either, except for eyeliner. I applied some of my newest liquid-like pencil, and straightened my hair a little. It was already almost straight anyway. I fastened my everyday thunderbolt necklace and changed my cartilage hoop.
I grabbed my black and blue Jansport and my phone and rushed downstairs. My parents both worked early today, so I was the only one home. My older brother was at college; I hadn't seen him in ages.
I speed-dialed Inuyasha as I walked out my front door, making sure to lock it. He picked it up on the first ring.
"I'll be there in five minutes," I said simply, before hanging up and crossing the street. As I though, I reached his house just as the minute hand on my watch struck seven thirty-five. He was waiting patiently, sitting on his house's front step, a smile lingering on his lips.
The smile widened when he saw me. "Mornin'."
I smiled back effortlessly. "Hi."
"You ready?"
I looked at the clear blue sky, then back at his sharp green eyes. "Ready as I'll ever be."
Inuyasha and I walked slowly, making small talk. I could tell he was as nervous as I was. We passed by Sango and Miroku's block, picking them both up.
"Kagome? Kagome! Hullooo?" Miroku waved his hand in front of my face, trying to catch my attention.
"Oh, sorry, I guess I spazzed out. I'm kinda nervous," I said, smiling weakly and slapping Miroku's hand away. "What were you saying?"
Sango laughed. "We were asking you if you worked this Saturday. I was hoping we could all go downtown, I need to visit my favorite thrift stores." Sango loved vintage. And she's the only one I knew who could actually pull it off.
I pulled out my Sidekick and flipped it open. "Umm...yeah I do. But I have an early shift, so I'll be out by 1:00."
"That's fine," Sango said, "So we're on for 1:30?"
Everyone agreed. By that time, we had reached Jaymison High School, and I had calmed down, at least a little. The four of us froze at the same time; staring at the building, we'd call school for the next four years. I had to admit, it was a nice building. There was an actual 'campus' and everything. A tire screech somewhere nearby snapped me back, and I checked my watch. The bell was going to ring in 5 minutes. I grabbed the elbows of Sango and Inuyasha, who were on either side of me, and pulled them forward. Kagome grabbed Miroku's arm and the four of us made our way to the huge building.
Each of us had gotten a letter over the summer with out locker numbers on them. Luckily, all of us were in the same hallway: Inuyasha and I were 2055 and 2058, and Sango and Miroku, were 2021 and 2026. I put my lock onto the locker and made sure the combo worked, then waited for Inuyasha to do the same. Sango and Miroku had already rushed off to their first period classes, but Inuyasha and I were right next to our homeroom. Our schedules were always almost identical, and this year was no exception. What can I say? Luck was one of our closest companions. The only class I didn't have with him was Home Economics. Inuyasha had Italian during that period instead.
"Come on, we better go in," Inuyasha said, pulling on my sweater. The classroom was actually full by now, but we managed to snag two seats in the back. Just then, the teacher walked in.
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I hope that was okay.
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