A little girl that looked about to be about eleven was walking to her next class when she head a voice. A boy's voice. "Can I pat you on the head?"

The girl looked up at him weirdly. But she had no friends, except for that one British boy in her class, and he just wanted someone to talk to…but, being friendless that she was, it was good enough for her…

But with this boy, she didn't have to suffer the agony of trying to force out worlds. Plus, he looked trustworthy…and had a nice smile…and pretty eyes. But she couldn't talk anyway, so she wouldn't go there. She nodded. Not quite sure how to respond, she stood there as he patted her mercilessly…not that it was painful, but it was still kind of odd…"Umm…th-th-thank you…?" Inwardly, she cursed.

Why was it that she could think fine, but when she opened her mouth, she started getting blocked and having to force words out??? Grr…though it actually was more saddening than anything else…but that boy had accepted her (be it only in the sense of being pat-worthy…) without her having to do anything but stand there and be little. Maybe…they could be friends?

But no time to think of that now. She was late to class! She turned and waved good bye, and truly smiled for the first time in…well, the whole school year. Yes, things were looking up. Maybe Kagome could actually be happy and survive middle school.

Unfortunately, he didn't cross her mind once until about a week later, when she met her future sister…well, sister in spirit. But they did meet again. And she was so very glad that they did.