Hi guyz, I'm Perky-Thief. I'm a big fan of Inuyasha and tend to write mostly stories of that statis. Icurrently have another story on Fan Fiction called Winter Wonderland. Check it out, I think it's pretty good.

This is basically another one of those high-school stories. It's just something that I made up in my free time. I guess that if I get enough reviews I might continue it into an ongoing story.So tell me whatyou think.

Title: High School Life

Chapter: Wake Up Call

Pairings: Inuyasha & Kagome

High School Life

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The silver alarm clock emitted its familiar demonly noise as it awoke Inuyasha from his peaceful slumber.

He reached over and slammed a large clawed fist on the annoying technical device. "Urg…Stupid alarm clock. I praise the man who will one day make a silent one," he grumbled as he crawled out of his bed.

Stumbling to his closet, he grabbed a torn pair of black cargo pants and a red Aèropostale t-shirt and K-Swiss sneakers. He got dressed, grabbed his backpack, then made his way towards the kitchen.

The scent of freshly brewed coffee ensnared his senses as he treaded down the stairs, across the hallway, and into the kitchen.

Inuyasha's older brother, Sesshomaru, was sitting at the round oak wood table, sipping his coffee while reading the newspaper. "Good morning, little brother. Finally up, I see."

Inuyasha sneered at him, "Fuck off, Fluffy."

"Language, little brother, language. You should at least be in a good mood for your first day of school."

Inuyasha smirked. "Yeah right. Why do you insist that I go to these stupid schools, anyway? I'm just gonna get kicked out again… And you know I'm not doing anything with my life."

Sesshomaru looked unfazed. Without removing his cold golden eyes from the black and white newspaper text, he said, "I personally don't care what you want. If you refuse to go to school, then I will kick you out of this house; and don't give me any of that shit about being able to take care of yourself, 'cause believe me, we both know you can't."

A sneer masked Inuyasha's features as he picked up his backpack and slung it over his shoulder. Walking out the door, he mumbled something about not needing to deal with his brother's shit. This, in turn, left a very amused Sesshomaru smirking at the kitchen table at his younger brother's miserable mood.

As he walked up to his silver Mustang he jumped into the front seat while chucking his backpack to the passenger's side.

Starting the car, Inuyasha looked into the rear-view mirror. His eyes were an amber-golden color with a brownish tint. Long, stunning, silver hair coated his head and continued down to about low-waist. Small silver and white puppy ears rested atop his head while tiny fang protruded from his mouth.

Yes, Inuyasha was a demon, half-demon more specifically, and he went to a demon/human high school. Apart from the fact that he was never fully accepted by humans, he didn't really have any problems with them. Demons, however, were another matter. No matter what he did, they never accepted him in the slightest, and for that, he resented them. Even his brother, who was born a full demon, still held some slight resentment towards his younger sibling.

Switching gears, he made the sharp left that turned down the block where Shikon High School resided. He turned into the parking lot and pulled his car into the nearest available space.

Inuyasha took a deep breath and twisted his head to face the direction of the building. 'Well,' he thought. 'Here goes nothing.'

And with that he stepped out of his car and began his long tread towards the school.