ALRIIIIIIGHT! FINALLY! Me and SexyxAngelx09 have been working on this for a while! I also want to thank SexyxAngelx09 for being so patient with me... I've had a lot of problems while trying to get this first chapter done. .
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They're wrong, she's not a killer, and I'll show them all the truth!
~Chapter One: The New Girl~
"Look at her, she's so pathetic. All she does is walk around, doing nothing. It's like she's not even there. Oh, and did I mention she's a mute? Thank God, they finally got her to shut up about her mother not being a killer. I hear they used shock treatment on her," the head of the group commented to the new girl as they walked by the aforementioned' mute girl'.
The new girl looked at the mute and noticed she seemed not to have heard what the girl said about her. That or she just didn't care anymore. Then the mute girl turned to look at the new girl and just for a moment the newbie thought she saw pity in the mute girl's eyes before her blank look slid back into place.
The group kept on walking, until the new girl suddenly bumped into a few jocks, and fell onto the ground. She apologized and got up, but no one noticed. She looked around and saw them all standing around, like there was going to be a show. The new girl followed their eyes and realized they were watching the mute girl with mocking eyes, enjoying a silent joke that looked like it was going to be shared with the world any second.
What the heck?
She saw what they were laughing at when the mute girl opened her locker and out fell a lot of backpacks that she used and carried around for different things. Papers scattered everywhere, and laughter erupted from the students all around. The mute girl knelt down and started to clean up the mess. She didn't bother paying attention to any one's laughter; it was as if this was a routine thing. The new girl just stood there watching the mute girl, while everyone else left to go to their class.
"She wasn't always like this," a sad male voice spoke up from behind the new girl, startling her. "The name's Miroku Houshi. What's your name New Girl?"
"Sango Taijiya. What's her name?" Sango dared to ask, glancing at the girl stuffing her backpacks into her locker.
"Kagome Higurashi, though it's best if you don't say her name at all. You might not get in with the Pack if you pity her," Miroku replied cautiously.
"Why?" Sango asked, frowning in confusion.
"The bell just rang; come on, I'll show you to your first class. It's the same as mine." Miroku stated, dodging the question about Kagome. He grabbed Sango's hand and dragged her down the hallway; she blushed at the contact, and then looked back at Kagome. She frowned when she noticed the mute girl had disappeared. Sango wondered how Kagome could just disappear like that. Her mind was filled with thoughts on finding out information on the girl, but it looked like she was a taboo. It seemed like this Miroku guy knew something about her though…
"Sango! Oh my God, what are you doing with him? He's the leader of the mute girl's followers!" The head of the Pack exclaimed. She rushed over to Sango's side, to 'rescue' her from Miroku's presence. She glared at him, then smiled sweetly at Sango. "Always stay with us and you'll have no problems."
"Sorry, um, Kikyo right? I got separated from the group. He was kind enough to show me where my first class was, since we have the same one." Sango said flippantly. Inside her head she was doing a victory dance, Miroku did know about Kagome! He was one of her best friends! That meant he was her best way to get information.
Before Miroku left Sango's side, he put a piece of paper in her backpack, and zipped up the pocket. Sango felt at a loss when Miroku walked away, leaving her with Kikyo and her crew, but she knew she had to play this off for a little while, if she wanted to solve the mystery on Kagome. She had a feeling something was not right with these people, and that it was time to take Kikyo and her crew down a few notches… maybe even all the way down.
…
Kagome sat at her desk, blankly staring at the work the teacher had given the class. She could feel the new girl's eyes every time she glanced back at her. It was getting quite annoying, but she couldn't voice the fact it was irritating her… she saw Miroku lean over the isle and say something to her. Most likely he caught the fact she kept staring, and was telling her it was annoying to Kagome. Kagome would have smiled if she could. What would she do without Miroku and his mood reading senses?
Before class Miroku had informed Kagome that the new girl, Sango, was wondering about her. She seemed different from the rest of the new girls; all they wanted was to be a part of the Pack, and listen to the ever going gossip about the 'Mute Girl'. Sango, however, seemed quite genuine in her quest to learn the real story from Miroku. Miroku wouldn't talk; Kikyo had made sure of that. He might know the most, but he wouldn't break an oath. No matter how much Sango wished he would. She looked down at the book she always had with her and glared at it. They may have shut her up for awhile, but it wouldn't be for much longer if she had her way.
…
Miroku leaned back across the aisle before Kikyo and her Pack looked back. Sango just couldn't get the hint to drop the subject about Kagome. He told her to stop constantly glancing back, but she was so stubborn. He had seen the quick flash of irritation in Kagome's eyes earlier, and wanted to help them both. No matter what anyone thought of Kagome, she hadn't lost her spirit. She only hid it. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sango find his note from earlier and hoped she would get the hint and not say anything about it.
He may be overstepping his boundaries, and maybe being a little impatient, but he was tired of waiting for the right person to come and help Kagome fight back. It seemed like Sango was the girl to do it, and he hoped he wasn't wrong. He wanted the old Kagome back. He was tired of only getting the girl he once knew when they had practice. And even then she wasn't the same. He was hoping that all this hard work would pay off; they needed to prevail. Kagome would be Queen Bee once again.
…
Sango peeked at the note that she found in her backpack, wondering how it got there. She glanced at Miroku sitting in the desk next to her, then back at the note. She didn't recognize the writing, but she had a feeling it was his. All it had was an address and a time: 1802 Haven Avenue, 6 p.m.
Sango didn't know if she could trust Miroku, but… her curiosity was peaked. She wanted to know what he wanted to show her, and maybe she could get some answers about what happened to Kagome. Glancing at Miroku again, she caught his eye and gave him a quick wink.
She would definitely go.
…
Kagome Higurashi spent the first half of the hour dutifully listening to the teachers lecture; she spent the second half doodling in her book. She drew a variety of flowers: roses, tulips, cherry blossoms, violets, and lilies. She made sure to arrange them beautifully. There were roses climbing up the page, with cherry blossoms falling from the sky. She had drawn a pond, with lilies scattered around it. Behind the pond was a field of tulips and violets. In the middle of the page, drawn in beautiful calligraphy, were two words:
Some Day.
When the bell rang, Kagome closed her book. She stared at the cover for a second, at the beautiful cherry blossom tree engraved on the leather. Then she grabbed the rest of her things and walked out of the room. She contemplated the rest of her day as she walked slowly to her next class.
Practice till late, then pick up Sota from tutoring, go home, cook dinner… on second thought, maybe we'll get pizza tonight…
She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn't notice the boy in front of her until she knocked into him. Startled, she looked up to the face of her used to be crush -and now stalker- Hojo.
Crap.
She stared blankly at him as he apologized profusely.
"Oh! Higurashi, I'm so sorry!" He cried out, his face turning beet red.
Kagome waited impatiently for him to move… she didn't have time to listen to his idiocy. Seeing that he wasn't going to start walking any time soon, she rolled her eyes and maneuvered around him. He didn't notice; he was too busy still apologizing to her.
She gave an inaudible sigh and walked into her next class, slipping into her seat at the back of the room.
She reached into her bag and got out her notebook. She idly started doodling in it. Suddenly there was a thud next to her, and she looked to her left to see Kikyo sitting there, acting as if nothing happened. She glanced around the room, then glared at Kagome with a fire in her eyes.
"Stay away from the new girl, Higurashi," she said, and then got up before anyone could see the exchange.
Kagome just stared blankly ahead, determined not to acknowledge the Pack Leader. For the entire class, she just kept looking straight ahead at the white board. The teacher didn't notice; she had learned to ignore her strange behavior... the girl had been through a lot, after all. It was expected for her to zone out a bit during the day.
The bell rang, and Kagome quietly began to gather her things.
"Kagome, would you come here? I have something for you," The teacher called out to her, a kind smile on her face.
Kagome looked blankly at the teacher but walked up to her desk.
"I was very pleased with your essay, Kagome. I believe you should apply for the Hawthorne Studies Scholarship," the teacher said, handing her a graded version of her 'pleasing' essay, plus the entire packet for the scholarship.
Kagome kept staring at the teacher, then took the offered papers and nodded curtly to establish she got the message. She might apply, she might not.
She walked out of the classroom without any more distractions… unfortunately, the peace didn't last long.
Hojo appeared before her once more, blushing furiously. He looked like he had been waiting outside her class, again; he had done that many times before.
HE'S SUCH A STALKER! CAN'T HE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!
She wanted to scream; she shouldn't have to deal with this!
GET OUT OF THE WAY, YOU IDIOTIC WIMP!
Of course, she couldn't say anything… she was 'mute'. So she watched in contempt as he just stood there, eyes on the ground, face on fire. She was about to move around him like she did earlier, but then he started to speak.
"So, Higurashi… I uh, I wanted to ask you…" he whispered, twiddling his thumbs nervously, "if, um, you might want to go to a movie with me this Saturday?"
She momentarily froze, startled.
Did he just…?
She composed herself; Kagome Higurashi was never caught off guard… not anymore. She rolled her eyes, making Hojo frown.
"Higurashi? Are you… okay?" he asked, sounding concerned
She glared at him, freaking him out a bit. Then she rolled her eyes again, making him frown even more.
"Higurashi?"
She grimaced and looked at her cell phone…checking the time.
"Higurashi, what is it?" he muttered, this time sounding less concerned and more annoyed.
She could see he was starting to get angry, her actions frustrating him. She raised an eyebrow, and turned to walk away… until he grabbed her arm.
"Hey, answer me when I'm talking to you! Don't be such a bitch Kagome!" He snapped, quiet enough for no one but her to hear him. He had a reputation to uphold after all; Hojo wasn't one to lose his temper.
Kagome's mouth twisted into a scowl, and she whirled around to glare at him. Her eyes were on fire, boring into his. His mouth fell open at the look on her face, and fear leaked its way into his eyes.
He started to speak, but before he could get anything out, Kagome wrenched her arm out of his grasp and walked away. She got lost in the crowd, slipping in between random people. She slipped into the girls bathroom, the one that was always empty. Striding to the sink, she splashed water onto her face, looking up to stare at her reflection.
She watched as a single tear paved its way down her cheek.
Why now?
She stayed there for a moment, taking deep breaths. Crying never solved anything.
Deciding she had been stalling long enough, she dried her face with a paper towel and slipped out the door. She wandered down the hall, her eyes never leaving the ground. She saw her locker, and walked over to it. She then braced herself for the daily ritual of all her supplies falling out.
No matter how many times she organized her locker, someone still managed to get in and mess everything up. It had gone on for so long, that now she didn't even bother cleaning up the debris.
Why should I? They're the ones who made the mess, they should clean it up. It doesn't even matter anyway.
On cue, as soon as she opened her locker, everything fell out. She quietly grabbed what she needed to take home and stuffed everything else back in, ignoring all the laughs the spectacle caused.
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter…
Straightening up, she strode out of the school and started the long trek home.
…...
Sango walked down the barren street in the bad part of town, trying to ignore the trash and debris littering the sidewalk. She noticed, as she traveled down the street, that many residents of the surrounding houses shut their doors or blinds when she went by. She frowned and looked down at her pale pink ensemble.
I'm gonna need a whole new wardrobe... especially if I'm gonna be hanging out here more often.
It took a while to locate the house with the same address as was written on the note. She stood outside the rickety gate that barely stayed closed, wondering if she should go knock on the door or not.
Not one to back out of any plans, she opened the gate and walked up to the door. She looked at the rusted doorbell and figured that knocking would be a better option.
She knocked three times, wincing at the hollow sound it made. She waited nervously, till suddenly she could hear shuffling from behind the closed door. She waited a few seconds, then jumped when she heard a deep voice sound behind the door.
"Who is it?"
…...
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