Disclaimer: I do not own anything in regards to Inuyasha and that makes me sad.

As the sun rose, its bright rays peaked through the blinds in Kagome's room. Bothered by the light Kagome turned in her bed, pulled the coves over her head, and gave a low moan. It was way to early to get up.

In the kitchen Kagome's mother, Ms. Higurashi, checked the wall clock and noted the time. It was 7:00AM and Kagome needed to get to school by 8:15AM in order to make it to school on time for the first bell.

'Being late is a terrible first impression on the first day of school' she thought. 'Especially your first day at a new school,' she continued. 'I wonder why her alarm clock hasn't gone off yet?'

Though she loved her two children dearly, Ms. Higurashi knew first hand that overbearing children created unnecessary stress, and thanks to Japanese society, their thoughts were already bombarded with unrealistic expectations.

Walking down the hall to her quaint home, Ms. Higurashi first went to, her youngest child's room to wake him.

Souta's room was the typical little boy's room. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle and GI Joe action figures littered the ground making intruders proceed with caution—especially when barefoot. The Hot Wheel Cars were exceptionally dangerous. One foul step could land you in the hospital with a broken collarbone - knowledge only attained by first hand experience, thank you very much.

When she finally reached Souta, she laid her hand gently on his back

"Souta it's time to wake up"

Souta opened his eyes slowly. His morning eyes were not accustomed to the harsh lighting in his bright room, as his mother opened the curtains.

"Ok mom," he said as he moved his black messy hair from his eyes.

Ms. Higurashi then went to Kagome's room and opened the door. Unlike Souta's boyish room, Kagome's room was definitely feminine but also slightly uninteresting. However, today was a different story. Ms. Higurashi had never seen Kagome's room messy before. It was obvious that Kagome, nervous of her new day at school had created a typhoon in her room that only the gods themselves can rearrange.

Ms. Higurashi called out from the bedroom door that could only open halfway due to the clutter pressed against the backside of the door.

"Kagome dear, it's time to wake up. You don't want to be late for school, do you?"

Kagome groaned, almost zombie-like sat up very slowly, turned her head towards the door and responded, "I'm up."

Ms. Higurashi, let out a big sigh, left the room and went back to the kitchen to finish making breakfast.

Instead of waking up and getting ready for school. Kagome flopped back down into her bed, snuggled deeper into her soft pillow, and went back to sleep. She was way too tired to wake up so damn early.

~The Previous Night~

"Notebook...check."

"Assignment book...check"

"Make up... check"

"Pencils and pens...double check"

" Paper... check"...

"OK! I guess that's it for now."

Kagome was so nervous about going to school and she ran through her checklist ten times. Every time adding something new

"Oh wait! What about my hair? Who knows, it might get messed up at school!"

"Mini brush...check"

This went on for quite some time. She shouldn't have started going through her checklist at eleven at night. By the time she finished, it was midnight and tomorrow was her first day at a new school.

To be exact, it was the middle of the academic year, and she had transferred to a new school.

Kagome didn't fit well in her old school. Although she had thought of herself as a very easygoing and likeable person, she had not made a single friend while there—she was an outcast. Her teachers lack any form of courtesy towards students who weren't brownnosers and the students ran a lifestyle that one usually sees only on TV—a life of scandal, treachery, sex, gossip and drama. It was quite too much for Kagome and her mother thought so too. Therefore, after the second semester was over, Kagome was transferred to a new school.

"EEpp! Which color uniform am I going to wear?"

After having a fashion show with all of the uniform colors. She decided on the white and green sailor shirt, and the green skirt.

White always complemented her ebony hair and blue eyes well. The uniform was a little unflattering for her slim figure, but she enjoyed the uniformity and ease of it. After her fashion meltdown was over, she looked at her alarm clock and now noticed that it was 1 o' clock in the morning.

'Yea, it's time to go to bed, l hope I can wake up for school tomorrow.'

Easier said than done.

~Back to the Present~

Kagome was attending Shikon School of Special Education. Her old school, Miko Academy, wasn't at all what she had expected. Miko Academy was a co-ed school that helped young monks and mikos train their abilities in purification, ritual, ceremony and the lifestyle of those who serve people, Buddha or kami.

As the result of growing up on the Higurashi Shrine, her family took interest in her miko abilities and decided that she should take full advantage of them. It is quite fortunate to have someone with those abilities serving in a shrine or temple. Not only could they serve the community, but they will also attract visitors to the shine, which ultimately creates more business.

Kagome had tried Miko Academy, but after one semester she had had enough. Her mother then enrolled her into Shikon School of Special Education. Hearing this, Kagome thought it was a school for the mentally disabled. What else could she imagine from a school of "special education?" Her mother then explained to her this school broke the barriers of holy segregation by educating mikos, monks, demons go to that side by side. In Kagome's world, there were two realities—one that only humans, plants, and animals live in - the simpler world. Unbeknownst to most, there was another world. One in which creatures from the depths of our imagination lived. Monks and mikos are common to the first reality, but are seen as religious figures, like priest. The populous is unaware of their extraordinary holy powers? What about Demons? Not the ones that are referred to in the Bible—these are not fallen angels; although, many rival an angel's beauty. These demons are unique creatures; containing superhuman powers that humans themselves have only dreamed about in comics. To Kagome, those comics are real and that's is why schools like Miko Academy and the Shikon School of Special Education are formed; to help these unique individuals thrive in a society in which they do not exist, to help control their powers, and to govern them accordingly.

Kagome was a little skeptical about this new school, but she was despite to get away from her old school

Still sleeping very comfortably in her bed, Kagome's cell phone alarm turned on signaling the current time of 7:55am.

Kagome turned to her phone and was tempted to snooze the alarm for 15 minutes until she noticed the time

"7:55!"

With that Kagome shot straight up and looked at her cell phone in disbelief.

Kagome jumped out of bed, got dressed is record time and ran into the bathroom. She didn't even realize that she knocked her extremely fat sleeping cat, Buyo, off of her bed. Although obese, Buyo still had the reflexes to land on his feet – only to lay down again where he had landed.

After coming out of the bathroom, she didn't even bother brushing her hair, picked up her large yellow backpack ran out her bedroom.

She ran down the hall, almost knocking into her mom.

"Momma why didn't you wake me up!"

"I did dear, you said you were up. You even sat up and looked at me,"

Her mom should have known that she doesn't wake up that easily.

"And you believed me?"

She didn't even wait for her mother to respond, she grabbed her car keys off the table, and headed for the door.

Her mother called out, "Aren't you going to eat breakfast!"

Kagome heard her mother; she unlocked the car and turned towards her,

"There's no time, I'm going to be late!"

With that Kagome got in her car, backed up, and drove away.

"I can't be late! I won't be late!" said Kagome before she left out a sigh. "I'm going to be late."

Driving towards her new school seemed like torture.

Every time she got to an intersection, the light would turn red.

She had to be at school at 8:15am and it didn't seem like she was going to make it. The light turned green, and she floored it only to come to a dead halt at the next intersection.

As she waited there at the intersection for the light to turn green, she turned half-heartedly to look a red convertible pull up next to her. The top was down, which gave a good view of the driver.

The driver was the most beautiful man she had ever seen to date! He had long silvery hair that accented his ivory-pale skin and delicate features beautifully. It also made the stripes on his cheekbones and the crescent moon mark on his forehead stand out, highlighting his eyes.

Golden eyes!