READ THIS BEFORE YOU DO ANYTHING ELSE!!

I am going back to all my previous chapters and editing them so they're a little less choppy. If there's a fewer number of chapters, that's because I combined a few documents of two or three really short chapters and made one regular sized chapter.

Go ahead and read the whole story over again :

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"24, 42, HIKE!"

The ball was put into play.

A group of football players were out on the field during practice after school with many other activities going on around them.

Cross country runners were jogging the perimeter of the school while track runners were practicing hurtles. Over in the baseball field, the softball team was training a brand-new pitcher.

But we're not worried about them. The football now spiralled through the air as a last minute attempt to get it out of the danger zone.

Number 56 caught the ball and threw it to number 37, who jumped in the air and caught it just before being tackled to the ground.

"Alright, good play, guys! The defense needs some work, though." the head coach said as he approached the team, who huddled together for the game plan.

Now, in this world, there are two kinds of coaches. The first kind is the coach that played football when he was young and won't let you get away with complaining about how 'tough' you think practice is. Basically, an all around loveable coach. The second kind of coach is the one that never played a lick of football in his life, but likes to make you think he did by pulling a baseball hat over big sunglasses, putting white stuff on his nose, and walking around holding a clipboard with absolutely nothing on it.

And let's not forget the whistle.

FWEEEEEEEEEEEEP! "All right boys, one more play and then your home free. Defensive manuever 28, now go!" coach hollered and moved from his position on the field as the players dispersed to the 20 yard line.

Number 56 threw the ball to number 37 again.

Number 56 was Inuyasha Takahashi. He really didn't look at all like your average athlete at first glance. His appearance was very unusual with white hair down to his waist topped with dog ears. His golden eyes surveyed his pass.

Number 37 caught the pass and turned around to run. This was Inuyasha's partner in crime, the team's other star player. His name was Miroku Houshi.

Miroku was pretty much an all-around good-looking guy. He had black hair that he liked to pull back into a little rats tail ponytail with bangs flying out all over the place. He also had these striking violet eyes. His frame was the same as Inuyasha's, only a little shorter. And so describes the two most popular guys at Yamaguchi Highschool.

Everyone knew that Miroku was absolutely head over heels for the school's photography club president, Sango Taijiya. Everyone also knew that Sango was not too crazy about him. Sango was currently walking along the track with a friend and a camera slung around her neck.

"Hey Sango, get a shot of this!" Miroku yelled and struck a dramatic pose for throwing a football. She rolled her eyes and sighed. Her friend beside her giggled.

"Not today Miroku, I'm looking for something else." she said as she began walking across the field to catch up with the cross-country runners.

Unfortunately for Miroku, before she could cross the field completely, he was tackled to the ground with a loud 'OOF' and the ball went flying from his hands. With his face in the dirt, he could hear footsteps getting closer and thought that maybe his teammates were coming to help him up.

He lifted his face from the ground only to meet a camera lense that clicked the second he looked up. It flashed and whirred when Sango brought it back up to her face. She and her friend burst into a fit of hysterics looking at the digital screen. They looked at Miroku again and cracked up one more time.

Once they caught their breath and wiped the tears from their eyes, they continued their mission of crossing the field.

Miroku jumped up and brushed himself off as Sango called over her shoulder, "You were right Miroku, I should take pictures of you more often!"

She and her friend laughed again before they disappeared behind the bleachers. By now, the entire football team was in hysterics, gasping for breath and holding their sides. Miroku got red in the face again and steam was coming out of his ears.

Inuyasha came up behind him and patted him on the back sympathetically, chuckling to himself all the while.

"Nothing goes right for you, does it, Miroku?" he asked laughingly.

Still laughing, Inuyasha looked up when some movement caught his eye. He stopped laughing instantly and his mouth fell open.

Right there jogging on the track, was the most breathtaking girl he had ever laid eyes on. Her brown, wavy hair was tied up in a low ponytail and an ipod was strapped to her arm. She was running to the beat of the music he was listening to.

'Whoa' was too inadequate a word to describe what he saw in her.

He was seconds away from drooling when a football made contact with his head and he caught it on the bounce. He looked over to the locker rooms where Miroku was waving for him to catch up. The rest of the team was now laughing at Inuyasha instead of Miroku.

He ignored them and turned his head back to the girl on the track.

The excitement on the field had caught her attention and she was smiling at him. He almost stopped breathing. She was smiling at him. He looked behind him just to make sure and then turned back to her. She laughed at the small motion. He smiled crookedly at her.

Boy, that was an 'up' in his day. He finally turned around to go back to the building where his teammates had already disappeared inside. They showered and got dressed in the school uniform and trudged to class just as the bell was ringing.

Inuyasha was walking to 7th period biology, which was the most boring class he had ever taken in his life.

As he walked in the door, he hastily tucked his uniform shirt into his cacky pants. He hated his uniform. But then again, is there ever anybody who likes it?

They had biology class in the biology lab, (go figure), so instead of desks they got those cool spinny chairs. Inuyasha always got in trouble for spinning around too much, and had even fallen out a few times, but he was popular, so it didn't matter. Ha.

It's funny, the only reason he was thought of as 'popular' was because he played football. He really didn't like the sport at all, but he played it just the same.

He needed the popularity so much because his highschool career hadn't started off very well. His options were: get thrown in the dumpster, or play football and be treated like a human being. He never would have guessed that he'd be good at it.

So, if he did something stupid, he wasn't laughed at really, he was laughed at. Did that make sense?

The biology teacher was droning on like he always did with his own train of thoughts. His train, if you thought about it, made perfect sense, only one thought was never connected to the other in a way that anybody else could see. He was a new brand of random.

Inuyasha and Sango, the camera girl, had been neighbors since they were little, so of course they became the best of friends. They always had fun making fun of their teachers together.

What the teacher had started at the beginning of class, was the review of the 50 question homework assignment they had had the night before. Over the course of an hour, they were on number 2.

The teacher cleared his throat, "And that class, is why we hiccup." he concluded as he presented his illustrations on the blackboard.

He started to ask what number they were on, when there was a soft knock at the door. He looked up from his paper and called for the person to come in.

Inuyasha was in his usual biology slouch, too tired to spin around. He slumped over his textbook and swiveled his ears in the direction of the door. He heard quiet footsteps and soft music.

Could it be?

He turned his head and looked up for a brief second and his breath hitched. He immediately straightened himself out and fixed his slouch. His textbook suddenly captured his undivided attention. Sango looked at him curiously. He inconspicuously looked over his shoulder for a brief glance, just to make sure. Yup, it was her.

She was even more beautiful than he remembered. Her hair was down now, and fell in soft waves around her shoulders, framing her face. She was the person you find one in a blue moon that made the school uniform work.

Sango was the only one who noticed his gawking.

"So, do you know her?" she asked, leaning toward Inuyasha. He whipped his head around to face her mischevious grin.

"No, why do you ask?" he replied nonchalantly, trying his best to keep her from being suspicious for as long as he could.

"Oh, no reason."she turned her head back to her book. She rolled her eyes when he let out a relieved sigh. She was still suspicious, but she wasn't going to have him keeping his guard up. She would just have to watch him for a little while.

It wasn't everyday that Inuyasha Takahashi showed interest in a girl.

The class watched as this stranger made her way to the front of the classroom. She was carrying a stack of books in her arms, along with an exceptionally heavy backpack. Most of them wondered why she was changing schools this late in the year. It was almost March of their senior year.

She quietly walked over to the teacher and handed him a note that added her to his roster and admitted her to his class. Inuyasha heard the soft voice explain that she wasn't used to such a short time for switching classes and needed time to adjust. The teacher signed the note and gave it back to her, welcoming her to the class.

"Welcome to 7th period biology, Miss Higurashi, why don't you have a seat by Hojo over there." he said and motioned toward a waving boy whose face seemed to light up at the fact that the new girl would be sitting next to him. Inuyasha found this pretty funny.

'Miss Higurashi' followed the teacher's hand and nodded as she saw this Hojo person wave from his seat, smiling at her warmly. He was still smiling at her after she sat down, which she thought was getting kinda creepy. Mr. Biology teacher cleared his throat and continued with number two just as the bell rang. The class gave a simultaneous sigh of relief and squeezed out of the door all at once.

The new girl heaved a sigh of her own and gathered the books she had just put down, back into her arms and made her way out the door after everyone had left.

She blew the bangs out of her face in frustration when her stack of books toppled to the floor like a jenga tower. As she bent down and started to pick them up, she was surprised to see a clawed hand reach out to help her. She was a little hesitant to acknowledge the crouched figure beside her, but pushed the feeling aside, and then she lifted her head up to meet the first golden eyes she seen in her life.

Inuyasha had been thinking about his first day of highschool as soon as she had dropped her books. He had done the same thing coming out of one of his classes. He remembered someone shouted "Now!" and next thing he knew, the 'filthy hanyou' was where he belonged in the dumpster.

So of course, he wanted to help her out and show her a little kindness. And then she had to go and look up at him with those eyes. He had never seen anything so beautiful in his entire life.

And, was that.. music?

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This is the previous chapter one and chapter two combined to make a longer, revised chapter one

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