Chapter 1: Fuckin' Perfect
I see him sitting in the front row like always. But then again he is always there waiting for his turn on stage but he only ever listens to me sing and watch me play. He doesn't watch the other singers at the open mic night. It isn't him watching me that concerns me because I have gotten use to it but it's the fact that I start the senior year tomorrow but my roommate was right I needed to sing tonight.. The bitch of a twin returns to school tomorrow after going on vacation with our bitch of a mother and dumbass step-father. They kicked me out because I didn't conform to their expectations when step-loser walked into the house. Thankfully, my best friend had a room available and I took the chance. Now I'm here, doing what I love and that is to sing… who cares about being the perfect step-daughter anyways? My sister has got that position filled…
"Please welcome the Lost Demoness!" the host announces with everyone applauding.
I walk out in my black inu-demoness form wearing my usual open mic night outfit: black skinny jeans, blood red tank top, leather jacket with the sleeves stopping at my elbows, my black combat boots with blood red laces and of course my signature black velvet mask over my eyes… I close my eyes, secretly thanking daddy for giving me his demon powers making full demon with the ability to appear human... my sister got mother's weak miko powers that she is so proud of.. step-loser is proud too… their proud perfect little daughter… GAG…. Who wants to be perfect anyways?
I walk up to the mic, ready to sing the first song I've written since walking out of that perfect family...
(A/N: the song you are about to read is Fuckin' Perfect by Pink)
"Made a wrong turn, once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss 'No way, it's all good', it didn't slow me down
Mistaken, always second guessing, underestimated
Look, I'm still around
Pretty, pretty please don't you ever, ever feel
Like you are than, less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me
You're so mean when you talk about yourself, you were wrong
Change the voices in your head make them like you instead
So complicated, look happy, you'll make it
Filled with so much hatred, such a tired game
It's enough, I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same
Pretty, pretty please don't you ever, ever feel
Like you are than, less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me
The whole world's scared so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in line, and we try try try
But we try too hard and it's a waste of my time
Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans; they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves, and we do it all the time
Why do we do that? Why do I do that?
Why do I do that?
Yeah, oh, oh baby, pretty baby
Pretty, pretty please don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're than, less than fuckin' perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me, yeah
You're perfect, you're perfect
Oh pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothin' you're fuckin' perfect to me"
I step back from the mic and look to the crowd before bowing my head… I walk off the stage as the audience applauds and cheering for an encore as usual… the front seat guy is now back stage waiting for the crowd to die down before walking up there… I see him then he nods my way… I give a soft smile as I walk by but he grabs my wrist… he leans down towards me and whispers to me "You are perfect" then walks onstage. I blush slightly and bite my lower lip… I look at him on stage then I walk out ready to head home.
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"KAGOME WAKE UP OR WE'LL BE LATE" she shouts into my ear and I smack her with the pillow.
"Ok, ok I'm awake Sango…" I reply as I get out of bed walking to our bathroom to take a shower. Five minutes later I walk out with my hair up in a towel and a towel wrapped around me. I grab matching black lace bra and underwear and put it on. I then put on a pair of black skinny jeans and a plain black t-shirt. I throw my still wet hair in a quick bun, throw some black eyeliner and mascara on. I then grab my black backpack, double check the mirror to make sure I'm showing human not demoness...
"Ok Sango, I'm ready I guess… let's go" I groan, knowing today is going to be annoying. We jump into her car and off to school we go…
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"Look there's Miroku." Sango tells me, and then runs over to him hugging. I shrug my shoulders and walking into the main building to get my schedule…
"Name please" the office attendant says.
"Kagome Hiragashi..." I tell her. She smiles at me then hands me my schedule…
1st period: Study Hall
2nd period: economics
3rd period: free
Break
4th period: history
Lunch
5th period: song writing
6th period: song writing
I was debating on whether to stay in the song writing class, since I don't want anyone here to know about my singing when my schedule is yanked from my hands…
"Song writing? But you can't write songs or sing. I don't want to embarrass you since we have the same class." I hear a girl say. I look up at her and become irritated.
"When do you not like to embarrass me Kikyo?" I sarcastically reply to the bitch.
"Oh sister, I love embarrassing you. I just don't want you to embarrass me. So you'll change classes won't you dear?" she gives me the 'do-as-I-say-look" and walks out. Like I'm going to do what that bitch says, HA! I hear Sango walk in so I wait to see her schedule.
"All the same again, Sango?" I ask her. She smiles at me. That's a yes. We talk during study hall...
"So the bitch told me to change out of song writing." I tell Sango. She laughs a little.
"Doesn't she know that she can't control you?" she asks. I nod and she laughs again...
(Time Jump to 6th period)
I walk in and I see him sitting there, the guy from last night. Then I see that he's holding Kikyo's hand… just my luck, oh well… then I notice Kikyo glaring at me and of course she walks over to me…
"I thought I told you switch classes Kagome?" she told me. I roll my eyes and start to walk towards the back row, where I see Sango has reserved our seats when Kikyo grabs my wrist and hanks me back towards her.
"You will walk to the main office and switch classes now Kagome." She glares at me. Everyone in the class stops what they're doing to look at us…
"If you are so worried about embarrassment bitch, why don't you leave? Cause I'm not going anywhere." I yank back my wrist and walk back to Sango and sit. Thankfully, for the bitch, the teacher walks in…
"Hello class, I am Miss Setsuko. Many of you requested to be in this class because you think it will be an easy "A" and if you truly believe that please walk out the door now. This is one of the hardest classes because I have an ability to notice those to lie about writing songs…" Miss Setsuko pauses as two students get up and walk out. "A small percent of you are in here because I registered you personally. I can sense your talents even if we never before." She gives me a small smile as she says this.
She continues, "Now this class is not just about writing songs, you will also perform them in front of the class. That is the reason this class takes up two periods. I will not grade you on how well you can sing but by the passion I feel from your songs. If there is no passion, then I know you didn't write the song you sang. So let's make all our lives easier and write your own songs. Now, you will have a song due tomorrow, it doesn't have to be finished, just the first verse and chorus. And you'll be working on it the rest of class. If you have the ability to write and remember a complete song then go ahead. I want to get to know you through this song, tell me how you feel, alright? Now, get to work and you can talk amongst yourselves."
The entire time Miss Setsuko was talking, I was writing... I am practically done with my song for tomorrow… I hear Kikyo walking over and I quickly slip my song to Sango without the bitch seeing. I know Sango would never hand over any of my songs to the bitch…
"I see you haven't written anything dear sister, would you like some help?" the bitch asked. I just about snapped.
"How about you worry about yourself, and I'll worry about me." I snap back her.
"Watch your tongue, Kagome. I make the rules at this school and what I say goes. You won't last one day in this class so you should leave." She spat back loud enough for Miss Setsuko to hear.
"Kikyo Hiragashi, either respect your classmates or remove yourself from my class permanently." Miss Setsuko growled at her and I smiled. Kikyo gave me one last glare then sat back in the front. Sango leaned over and tapped my shoulder.
"This is amazing; you are so going to piss her off. You wrote all of this while Miss Setsuko was talking?" she whispered to me. I smiled at her.
"I plan on pissing that bitch off a lot this year. And of course I wrote it that quick, I need to have enough time later to remember it and finish writing the new song for the weekend." I whisper back, refusing to mention my involvement with open mic night. After all, the guy who was there last night is a demon I can't give myself away, not yet… I want to see how long it takes for him to realize that I am the Lost Demoness…
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That's it for chapter one of my second Fanfic… Please review. I really want feedback on whether I should pursue this story or not… I do have a couple songs that I want to use in future chapters… so I'll decide after I guess the 3rd chapter whether or not to continue so please review…
~PinkPikachu94
I do not own the characters, or songs…
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