C h a p t e r T w o

Old Friends, New Friends

Sunlight crept into her room, her alarm clock rang and Kagome's eyelids slid open, revealing hazel eyes, slightly dulled by the sad, yet kind, expression that filtered onto her face. Even though she was starting a new school, she didn't care in the slightest. Yawning lightly, she stood up, tugged off her night cap, and set about getting dressed.

Carefully choosing her clothing, Kagome picked out light, faded jeans, quite tight against her elgs, a white tee, and a soft green-and-white thin shirt. The cuffs were rolled up to her elbows, and she slipped on light green ballet-looking pumps.

Green.

One of a selection of colors she was allowed to wear.

Light pink, soft yellow, baby blue, burgandy, soft silver and lavander.

Kagome pulled her hair into a high ponytail with a dark green hair band. Walking out of her room, she went straight down-stairs, to show her father what she was wearing. When she got down. He came out of the kitchen, dressed up in his business suit.

He was a worker at a large firm, and earned quite a bit of money. Nodding lightly in approval, he turned away back into the kitchen, as Kagome walked up the stairs to do her teeth, write down her diary entry, get breakfasted and double and triple check her timestable for her new school.

Spitting out the white toothpaste foam, she gurgled twice and wiped her mouth with the set flannel. Walking downstairs again, she began to set herself with some Fruit 'n Fibre cereal. Her only allowed cereal. The only other choices was an apple and brown bread toast with low-fat butter on.

You can see why Kagome picked the Fruit 'n Fibre.

"Kagome, there is a five pound note on the hallway lamp-table. You will buy yourself a healthy sandwich, a Mountain Dew and a small sugary treat. Any leftover change, you will give back to me the moment you come home. Clear?"

Kagome bobbed her head, and bowed as her father left the house. Stretching, Kagome jogged upstairs to write her diary entry. Nothing simple, just her dream, how she was feeling and what she wore today. Nothing about sadness, or anything. Her father checked her entry the second he came in.

Dear Live-Journal,

Nothing special. Just another day at Higurashi house-hold. Simple. Quiet. Peaceful. My dream was the same as always. Irrelevant. A normal dream. About Africa. Like I typed, nothing special.

I chose my ballet-pumps. Light green, of course. I haven't worn green in a while. Along with it a long white t-shirt, the light-green-and-white thin shirt with cuffs rolled up to my elbows. Light, faded jeans, and the dark-green hair holding my hair in a high ponytail.

I feel the same as ever. At peace. At home. Contented.

Kagome.

xxx

Nodding lightly at the computer screen, she saved her newest entry and went downstairs, grabbing her timestable, the five pound note and her black back-pack. Walking outside, she closed the door shut, and locked it. Scratching her head lightly, she began to make her way towards the school.

Her father had made her go over the directions over and over again, so Kagome was pretty confident in where she was headed. Sure enough, other teens were drifting into the gates of the large, manor/mansion looking building, old and robust.

Tucking a piece of black hair behind her ear, someone tapped her on the shoulder, turning around, she met the face of a pretty girl, who looked some-what like her. The girl smiled warmly, and addressed Kagome kindly.

"Are you Higurashi Kagome?"

Kagome nodded.

"I'm Kikyou Ghiaka, nice to meet you. I came here about three months ago, and I was told to show you around the school, 'kay?"

Kagome hand-signed the word 'Okay', and was pretty suprised when Kikyou replied in sign language.

"Ah, so you're a mute?"

"Yes. How do you know sign language?"

"My brothers a mute, and since my mom and dad are currently away, I'm looking after him. Got a little brother?"

"Once. But some relatives took him to stay with them."

"Whats his name?"

"Sota."

"Cool. C'mon, Gome, I'll show you around."

"Thanks!"

So Kagome followed Kikyou, as she began to talk calmly about the classes, the rankings outside of classes, the best way to avoid foodfights and many other things. just when Kikyou was about to start on how she should choose her friends carefully, Sango came dashing over.

"Kagome! Oh, heya 'Kyou!"

"Sango, you know I don't like that nickname."

"Bankotsu calls you that." Sango accused, making Kikyou turn the color of a beetroot, and kept quiet.

"How d'you like it so far? I was really amazed when I heard you'd be coming to Tamgokiya!" Sango signed swiftly.

"Its great. Kikyou's really nice, and everything she's said is really gonna help. Espescially the food-fight bits."

"Ah, food-fights, wouldn't be a school without 'em."

Kagome was well-practised when it came to controlling herself not to giggled. She merely gave a small smile at Sango, and was suprised to find Kikyou, staring at her hair.

'What the..?' Kagome thought, as Kikyou began to fumble with her hair.

"Your hairs pretty." Kagome blushed. Sango laughed. "I did that too, remember?" Kagome nodded vigorously. "Miroku! Hide me!" Kagome rolled her eyes. Miroku was another friend; well, more of aqquaintance.

"Ah Sango, you will never hide from m- Hello there."

He spotted Kagome within a milisecond. Kagome gave him her famous death-stare, which he obviously knew at once, since he threw his arms around her. "Kagome! God, how long has it been?!" His hand began to inch ever-so-slowly towards her rear-end.

Feeling the invasion, Kagome pushed away from the pervert, and slapped him hard and clear. Kikyou and Sango burst out laughing. Miroku was lying on the ground, twitching and spasming every few seconds.

'Damn pervert..' Kagome thought, prodding him lightly with the end of her foot.

"Is he alive?" Kagome signed to Sango.

Sango giggled.

"Hopefully, no."

"Sango, bit harsh."

"Kikyou, please."

"You're right. Lets leave him to die.."

"Serves him right for feeling me.."

Sango and Kikyou giggled, and led Kagome away, joined by Miroku a few seconds later. "So, Gome, whats up at home." Kagome shrugged, and gave a non-comittal jerk of her head. Miroku was looking biasedly confused, but Kikyou and Sango obviously got the message.

"Hey Yash, whats up?" "The sky, perhaps?" "Shut up." "You know I'm kidding." "Tch. Yah right." InuYasha casted Kagome a look, before turning back to Miroku. "So, who'd the new girl?" "Her names Kagome." An eyebrow was raised. "From the nursery ryhme?" "Yeah, that one!" "That name isn't too common.." "Darn right." "Just say damn straight, Roku, for god's sake!"

"I'm no player."

"I'll believe it when I see it."

"Have you no faith?"

"No."

"How cruel."

"Duh."

The hanyou rolled his eyes, and gave Kagome a smirk. "Yo." With no reply except a nod of acknowledgement, InuYasha raised his eyebrow again. "What, cat got you're toungue?" "Actually, InuYasha, she's mute." Kikyou said conversationally.

"Ah."

"Yeah, ah. Apologize!"

"Like I'm apologizing to this wench!"

"You've only known her about three seconds. You can't dub her wench so easily."

"I believe I just did."

"Ah, you half-hearted bastard."

"Naturally."

The bell rang, and they all set off towards their set classes; Sango and Kikyou off to History, InuYasha off to Gym, and Miorku and Kagome to English.

Simple, ne?

Chapterr Two! Feel happy.