So here's a new chapter! I hope I didn't make you guys wait for too long.
I want to thank everyone who has been following this story, or has it under their favorites. It's just the third chapter, but it makes me really happy to know people enjoy my writing. Please keep on reviewing so I know what I can do to improve my writing and also this story. I want to do my best for you guys so you keep enjoying reading my stuff.
Also, I have a new idea for another story. It's about a girl who at first falls in love with another girl, but then she meets this guy and falls in love with him. It's also an old idea of mine, and I'm not sure if it's something you guys would read. It will probably be another Inuyasha story.
Now back to this story. I hope you enjoy this chapter!
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Chapter 3
Someone knocks on my door when I wake up. I always get annoyed when someone wakes me up so I put my pillow over my head. Not much later my mom bursts into my room. "Your Phone has been ringing for almost half an hour. Pick up the damn thing! It drives me crazy.." I sigh. Blabla, let that woman talk. I'm going back to sleep.
Not much later my cell goes off again. About three years ago I thought it would be funny to record my own voice for my text ringtone. Right now, I scared the crap out of myself. I never thought my own voice would be this scary. Now that I think about it, it has a positive side. If I sound scary, my revenge shall be easier than I thought. A yawn escapes my mouth. My hand grabs in the direction my phone should be. I can't seem to find it and before I know it I land on the floor. Hard. My bed is way too high for my liking. The result will probably be bruises on my knee, arm and hip.
I look at my phone: 5 new messages. I didn't know I was this popular. Miroku, Miroku, Inuyasha, Miroku and Miroku. Great, I have a stalker. I read the messages quickly and answer them. Why do they have to pick me up in 15 minutes. It's way too early. I search for my clock. It's not where it should be. Then I see a pile of what used to be my clock. I probably opened the door too hard. Well, not my fault. I look at my cell phone and I see it's 18:36. Shit! Well, I'm awake.
I take a shower, eat, brush my teeth, dress up. I'm too late. My mom has called me over 5 times announcing there are 4 guys at the front door for me. I tell her to let them wait.
Finally my hair is how I want it to be. Now my make-up. I decide to wear mascara and that's it. I never overdo it when it comes to make-up. Those girls who wear layers and layers of make-up don't get any prettier because of it and also come across fake.. After pinching my eye with the mascara about 4 times, I'm finally done. Stuff like this always happens to me. I'm so clumsy.
When I get down the stairs I put my heels on. I see Sango is also waiting. My mom kisses me on my cheek and I can finally leave. "Where are we going?" I ask. "To a club!" they response. "Well, fine.." Once we are outside I see how big the car is. It looks like it is something between a regular car and a limousine. Sango get's to sit in the front next to Miroku. I'm stuck at the backseat between Kouga and Inuyasha. Sitting next to Inuyasha I notice how adorable his ears are. I feel something touching my leg. It can't be Miroku, he's driving. I look down and I see the back of Kouga's hand resting against my leg. I don't know if he's secretly trying to flirt with me, or he's not even aware of it. All I know is that I don't like it. I can either slap his hand away or do nothing. Doing the first would require more space which I don't have right now so I decide to do nothing.
By now I think we're far away from home or we're lost. "Are you lost?" I ask Miroku. "Nah, we're almost there." He says.
The car stops. I notice we're like 10 minutes away from my home and we've been driving for almost an hour. Morons. It's called a navigator.. It helps you find the way.
Once inside I find this place too crowded already. The music is way too loud. Inuyasha drags me straight to the bar. Once we get there he offers me a seat. When I sit down he smiles at me. I try not to smile back, but I can't help but think of him as very charming. Damn.
After a couple of drinks he drags me to the dance floor. When after a while I turn my back to him to get another drink I suddenly feel his crotch against my ass and two hands on my stomach. Without hesitation, I turn around and plant my knee in his crotch. With his hands suddenly grabbing his dick he falls on his knees.
