Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha.
I do this sometimes...RANDOM UPDATE!
Well this was interesting. The closet had been invaded with all things glittery, shiny, and slutty. It was liKe living with a black-haired Paris Hilton.
And dont get me started on the bathroom! If anyone reported a theft from a beauty salon, I have your culprit.
"I think I'll go look around..." I said opening the door. The hallway was as white and pristine as the rest of this freakin' place.
Most of my kids wandering the halls all had name bring jeans and at least Aeropostale shirts. My white cargo pants and blue hoodie made the rich kids give me sideways glances.
My stepdad offered to pay for a whole new wardrobe with his six digit pay but I declined. I was happy with my clothing and I knew he was just doing it to get on my moms good side. She melted in his hands like play dough on a warm sidewalk. Ok, so not the best description.
He had talked her into sending me here. She had at first been against it, but after Robert had got a pamphlet, all he'll broke loose. She packed my bags, step-monster got the tickets and I was sent to this place.
