I don't own them

I thought this one up while I was sitting on my deck playing my guitar...its kinda a in a moment thing so it may not be too good... but its not a 1 shot and I hope it will last I like the idea...it kinda reminds me of my self...

"FINE I WILL" I screamed as I slammed the door in his face. I stalked off into my complex of condos...

I heard a guitar strumming as I walked towards the lake. What person in their right mind would sit outside playing guitar on a fall night? I was shivering and I was wearing a long sleeve shirt with a hoodie. It wasn't that bad either. I stopped to listen, shoving my hands in my pockets of my jeans, pushing aside my cell phone, and my beanie. Soon a girl's voice joined with the guitar.

"I'll be your favorite back seat driver OOOwayOOO,

I'll be the one to stand beside or

Keep you warm

I'll be the one to keep you safe,

Safe and sound,

I'll be the one

I'll be the one."

I was surprised I hadn't heard that song before, she must have written it. I wasn't sure if this was a regular happening yet, I was new here, forced to move out of my comfy 2-story house in the next town over to this new one. I hate, absolutely hate, bankruptcy. I took a few steps back ward o see who was playing, as she continued her song.

"I'll be the one to keep you with me OOOwayOOO

You'll be the one to see right through me OOOwayOOO

I'll be the one to catch you when you're fallin down

You'll be the one who can't be found...."

Her hands graceful strummed the guitar, and she closed her eyes as she sang. She paused and brought a cigarette up to her lips, took a long drag, and continued her song. There was a semi long complicated guitar interlude and her third verse came along. I wasn't normally the kind to like this kind of rock, it's too soft. Of course, she didn't really look like the type to like it either. She seemed more of a techno kid, if you know what I mean. She had black hair with lime green streaks in it, and she wore a black pea coat with a hot pink tank top and lime green fishnets underneath. I couldn't really see her pants, but I assumed that they'd be as interesting ad the top was.

"I once saw you in the night time OOOwayOOO

You said you'd never ever be mine OOOwayOOO

I picked you up on that starry summer night

And then we laughed and parted ways..."

She continued on with her song, still unaware that she had an audience, Her earrings jingles slightly ad the silver hoops collided with the pink stars I the middle with the movement of her head to the beat. She had a pink shoelace patterned with silver stars circling her neck, and a small blue ball chain with a plastic blue star gem attached by a piece of bent pink wire. She took drags off her white cigarettes as she played.

"I saw you jus this past November OOOwayOOO,

I can barely just remember OOOwayOOO,

Just driven round the town with you,

You where the one

You where the one..."

She strummed a few more cords as I pulled on my beanie over my silver hair. As the last cord rang out into the chilly night air, I clapped. She blushed and put out her cigarette. Leaning her guitar up against the door, she walked two feet over to the railing and put her hands on it.

"Thank you, thank you." She said bowing mockingly. I laughed. She climbed over the railing bent down grabbed the two vertical bars and shimmied down them, grabbing onto the horizontal one at the base of the railing, and finally onto the deck its self, hung there for a second and dropped, landing on her feet, her hair falling perfectly straight back in place. She stood from the kneeling position she landed in and turned to face me, brushing off her hands and finally holding one out for me to shake.

"I'm kagome" She said simply.

"Inuyasha" I said taking her hand. She smiled

"Nice name it means what? Dog demon? You don't seem to dog like to me, definitely not a demon, I live with one, I know." She waved her hand to the house that she had just escaped from. "I swear, my mom's satin." She said laughing. I laughed too.

"So do you go to the public high school?" I asked, looking at her, noticing her eyes where a striking blue color.

"yup most everyone who lives in this complex does, unless they're living here cause they're wasting their money sending their children to some fancy school, where they learn the same things." She said rolling her eyes, and smiling.

"Do you?" she looked at me.

"Yup"

"So where did you come from?" she asked walking along.

"My mom." I said smartly. She gave me a look. "Ok, ok from cherry hill" her eyes widened.

"Wow they're rich over there. Are you waiting for your house to be built or what?" I grimaced. And she frowned, guessing she crossed into closed territory.

"Ehh lost all of our money when my dad was sued cause some idiot caught the offices on fire." I explained quietly. Her eyes got bigger, if that was possible.

"OHHH! I heard about that, my mom's boyfriend" (she rolled her eyes so far back in her head that all you could see was white for a second) "worked there. I'm sorry to hear about your dad's business" she said looking into my eyes. She was so expressionate I laughed at all the faces she was making while she talked.

"Hey what are you laughing at?" she asked, assuming a hurt face.

"Nothing..."

"Oh comeon that's not nice...." She looked into the street we where about to cross and grabbed my hand dragging me behind some bushes.

"What the he-"

"Shut up" she whispered, pointing to a cop car. "We are out after curfew, and I doubt that you like to be driven homes in cop cars then I do." She said.

"Where are we going?" I asked realizing I had just been following a complete stranger around for 20 minutes.

"I was gonna bring you to the park, your new here right?" she asked.

"I just told you I was..."

"Right!" she grabbed my hand and ran across the road dragging me behind her. "I'm bringing you to the park, it's the first thing anyone new sees. And sense I got to you first, I get to show you first, I get to show you around!" she said smiling brightly. I laughed oh great I thought...

Trees surrounded the park, and there was a rusty jungle gym in the corner, some monkey bars, a sea saw, and a swing set. She immediately headed for the swing set, taking the lowest swing.

"Hey" I whined, "I wanted that swing."

"Its my swing" she said happily.

"Says who?" I asked threateningly she smiled happily, got off the swing, and flipped it over. There, neatly carved on the back in little child's handwriting was the name 'kagome'. I rolled my eyes. Who would have thought?

"I told yah so." She said sitting back down, gently pushing the swing back and forth with her feet as she dug in her pockets. "Ah hah!" she exclaimed as she pulled out her pack of marbol menthol lights. She stuck it in her mouth, and lit it. Puffing on it happily, she offered me one. I declined, pulling out my own, Salem black label. As I lit it, I caught the gazing at me.

"WHAT?" I exclaimed.

"Is your hair naturally that color?" she asked.

"Yeah it was a birth defect. It was horrible growing up with, I had the name 'grandpa' through out most of my childhood." She giggled at my weary tone.

"My nickname was 'witch' It's a long story..." she sighed softly.

"I have time."

"Ok well it all started with my old house you see I lived on a shrine and I underwent miko training...." She told her story, and I told mine. We shared past friends, and family problems and such. She teased me about my bad attitude, and I got her back by commenting oh her bad ass act, which she responded to with 'it comes naturally, trouble finds me, but hey I'm not complaining' I understood, it was the same thing for me. We talked well into the night, and into the morning. Realizing that the sky had went from a deep purple color to a pretty pink one we said our good byes and went our separate ways, promising to meet again, she gave me her cell number, and I promised to call her tomorrow. On the way home I smiled even thought I knew I had hell to face for being out all night. There, I had made my first friend. I was still smiling when I snuck past my sleeping dad, and into my room. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad....

OK inuyasha is not a demon in this story, some how I don't think his demon nose would go well with smoke. The song in here I wrote. Its called "be there" When I said I can relate to the character in this story I was speaking of kagome's not inuyasha's they live in south jersey if your wondering, about 25 min from Philly (cough cough near me cough cough) smile me likely! Review. I have way to many stories going on right now... I'll have to find out which ones are the most popular and up date them the most. I'm really happy with this story. It's about 4 am right now and I'm still awake....heh... ok well review!! And make me happy!!!!