心のたまご
Prologue
Ok, breath. You can do this. She told herself as she walked down the hall of her new school. When she reached her classroom, she heard the teacher telling the class about the new student. Me. She thought as she slowly slid open the door. The teacher smiled at her as she walked into the room. She stood like a statue at the front of the class. Her mind was racing.
"Class, this is Miss Kagome Higurashi." The teacher introduced her. "Higurashi – san is new to the area so please make her feel welcome. Higurashi – san, could you please greet the class?" Kagome glanced to the side and stuffed her hands in her pockets.
"Nice to meet'cha." She mumbled. Once the teacher had told her where to sit, Kagome walked straight to her seat, sat down, and ignored everyone. Whatwasthat? She yelled to herself mentally. Why can't I talk normally? I practiced at home in the mirror at least a thousand times! That was so lame! Kagome placed her head on her desk and prayed that no one had noticed how uncomfortable she was. Hopefully, by tomorrow, she would feel less awkward.
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"Kagome!" A small blur hurled itself at her and she felt a pair of arms quickly embrace her middle. "Kagome, how was your day at school?" Her little brother, Sota, didn't give her time to reply as went on to tell her how his day was. He was still rambling when Kagome made her way up to her room. She took her shoes off and placed her school bag by her desk. Then, she plopped down on her bed and covered her face with a pillow. Why had her first day been so painfully awkward?
Sighing dramatically, she proper herself up onto her knees and clasped her hands in front of her heart. Please, I want to be less socially awkward. She silently prayed. I want to be cheerful and energetic, witty and sly. Anything but awkward! Kagome groaned as she walked downstairs for dinner. It's not like it's going to happen. She thought dismally. These things don't just happen over night.
After dinner, she cleared her place and got ready for bed. Tomorrow would be a new day… or perhaps too new. For when she awoke the next morning and pulled the covers off, Kagome found two eggs nestled in the sheets. One was violet with pale yellow swirls decorating it and the other was pink with lighter pink flowers. Cautiously, Kagome poked the violet one. It was warm. Oh my goodness! She thought frantically. I laid not one but two eggs!