Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha, also my friend asked me to post this and this is on another anime website. But to expand her views she's posting it on ENJOY! -Miyu
Before I start my story I just got to say one thing! When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Now exactly what that has to do with my story you'll find out later but right now just focus on the story.
My name is Kagome Higurashi. I'm 15 and I go to school. Ok that sounds nice but right; there are two high schools in the district. I go to the of course older lousier smellier one, Stendington high school. And because of that I think I shouldn't have worn the shirt I'm wearing today. The other high school thinks there better too (Wurstin)! If I could just! Calm down Kagome... They always look down on us. I mean you can see the look of disgust on their faces if we say hi to them!
To top off the school issue I'm failing, want to guess? 3 subjects! Social studies and math -and P.E. Well, I work at an old comic store because if it wasn't for good ol' me, who knows where we'd live. My dad died from cancer four months ago and my mom is looking for work and now someone's regretting not going to college which will be my fate unless I pull up my grades... Which I won't. So my minimum wage job has to pay for us in the mean time. I don't even like the job. In fact I hate it. Cause all the people who come are from Wurstin. Because that so happens to be where it's located. Across the street from Wurstin. Well at least there's a McDonalds and GameStop next door (and a few other stores).
The door opened making the bells ring. I immediately woke up and fell on the old dirty floor. Oh my god! Was that a rat? Anyway I got up to see this sturdily built guy who looked about my age with long black hair, ripped jeans and a red shirt. And did I mention his butt looks like an ass of steel! He wasn't facing me but that's still a good back. I took a sip of my half full cup of decafe. Some other people goofing off in the store who must've came with him. Two were horsing around while the other casually picked his nose. Ew?
Whoever this red shirted person was turned around to reveal his beautiful amber eyes. And that his shirt said Wurstin on it. Shit! "Hey Inuyasha," One called out as he got pushed into the wall laughing. Inu-Inuyasha! The school council president, quarterback, broke two records in track, enemy of Stendington! Forget everything I said I wanna pour my decafe on his smug little face! He turned to face me. And he started to stare at my chest. Um, not like that, because my shirt says Stedington across the chest. He started to point and crack up.
"Hey!" I screamed as I reached my hand over to my decafe. The whole pour-on-head thing actually might be a good idea.
"Nice shirt, where you get it the discount rack?" He said as he placed his hand on the counter and starred at me with a grin on his face. I would just like to slap that ugly grin off his face.
"Piss off!" I yelled. And besides the fact it is true I did get this stedington shirt off a discount rack, no way in hell will I tell him that. Besides dark green is my color.
"Make me, bitch!" he said.
THAT. TEARS. IT! No sooner I picked up my drink and threw it at him but he pushed it so it landed on both of us with a semi-satisfying splash. Yes I ruined his wurstin shirt for the price of my shirt. But then again I got this off the discount rack, so beat that!
He blushed and his smirk came back as he said something evil. "I only though it worked with white shirts," then he turned back and left the store. And slowly tilted my head to see the coffee stain on my shirt and the fact that when water gets on close stuff get see through and OH MY GOD!
And there you have it, my typical day. So I told boss in the back, who if you want to know was eating cheetos and watching reruns of sailor moon, said I, could take the rest of the day off because I said "I gotta call and it said that- my dearest grandmother fell ill! Oh please let me see her!" Of course I put in some fake tears and he just said, "Shh!" So I take that as a yes.
When I first came home I tried to avoid all human contact and went to my room (took off my Stedington shirt) and slid on a yellow and red polka-dot cami, with my sophie shorts (which were blue) I would say I looked sexy. And of course I tied my hair back so it wouldn't get in the way of showing off my face or shirt.
I picked up my phone and carefully dialed Sangos Number. A year ahead of me yes, but still is my bested friend.
Ring
Ring
Ring "Yo," Sango's voice came, it sounded like she was stuffing a brownie or something in her face but I couldn't tell. Hmm... Brownie, maybe I could grab one.
"Hey, want to go to the mall, I'm bored! (And I'm in the mood for a moolate)" I asked in my most innocent voice.
"Yeah sure, with what money?" Sango asked quizzically. Oh she's mean.
"Does it matter! Window shopping is totally expectable on Saturdays!"
"It's Sunday,"
"Sundays!"
"Fine want me to get Ayame too?"
"Please and thank you!" I perked up my head as I hung up the phone. Now to get brownie! I was sneaking down stairs and walked into the kitchen and went to the counter were the brownies should have been but-
Munch. Munch.
I almost screamed. There was Shouta, stuffing his face with a brownie. And he shook his head, "Shouldn't a special someone be at work?" He said trying to sound like he was the new man-of-the-house.
"Well ya see-" I started.
"Give me the phone number of a girl 17 and we'll call it even." he replied as he handed me a brownie from across the counter and a piece of paper and pen. So I gave him a number.
"Hey! Sango!" I yelled running out to her old fart for a car, the door opened welcomingly, ahh the smell of, ew? Is that wet dog smell? Anyway Ayame sat there waving too. She's another good friend. Oh right the number I gave him. Yeah I gave him this slut named Kikyos number. I don't know exactly why, for an 8 year old boy he sure had perverted interests.
"To the Mall!" I yelled as we drove on.
