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Chapter Eight: Fuel

"Wow, Kagome," Taisho boasted, "You're better at this game than any other girl I know. And you still suck!"

I smiled breathlessly, "Shut-up, InuYasha."

"What? What was that?" He leaned closer, "What's my name?"

"InuYasha Taisho, basketball All-Star!" I shouted playfully. He smiled and shot the ball; making the basket every time.

"You know it!" He threw his hands up into the air and I bounced to give him a double high-five.

"Awesome! But, I think it's best if we get out of here now."

"Aw, poor Kagome's just mad because big bad InuYasha kicked her ass at basketball." He joked, poking me in the side.

"Ha! 'Big Bad InuYasha'! You wish!"

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Taisho held his joint intricately between his middle and pointer fingers. He took a long drag; the sun light shimmering on him as it passed through the windshield of his Golden Monster.

"Life isn't about school." He was so stoned, "It isn't about dances, or grades, or any of that shit you think it's about, Kagome."

Both of us leered into each other's eyes; leaning over to developed a kind of enclosed conversation; one that we could only hear. His eyes could pass as bright orbs of molten gold.

I couldn't believe how physically attracted I was to Taisho.

"Then what would it be about then?" I whispered, leaning ever so closer.

"You really want to know?" I nodded, "It's about making decisions that you think are right; and having people hate you for it."

I'll go ahead and pour myself a drink,
I really couldn't care less what you think,
Well I don't have to listen now,
Live this day down,
If I can't feel a thing,
You might as well save your goodbyes,
We can give this train wreck one last ride,
I'm gonna have to listen now,
Live this day down,
If I don't make things right,
I'll tell you one last time.

For some reason, maybe it was the fire in his eyes that torched my mind, I felt like he was revealing something about himself that was…almost untouchable.

I didn't want to say anything. I felt like he locked me into an awkward position.

"What do you mean?" I questioned.

"I do drugs, it's my decision," His eyes were flaming; and it just was how blood-shot they were, "And people hate me for it. For example, I had a friend, Pun, when I was younger. Great friends. We were the tightest boys in 6th grade. Unfortunately, that was the same year I took my first drink. He never talked to me again. I'm over it now, of course. I was over it then too."

He took another drag and continued, "People like you hate me for MY choice."

"Hold-"

"I'm so sick of people thinking I have no goal in life."

I don't wanna know it's over,
So save your goodbye kiss,
I don't wanna know it's over,
Cause ignorance is bliss,
I can hardly see,
What's in front of me,
Cause the vodka's running on empty,
I can't stay sober,
If it's over.

"I never said I didn't think you had goals," I explained, "Smoking just affects your brain cells-"

"ARGH!" He let up on the gas, "No, it doesn't. It doesn't fucking do anything to your brain. You just think I'm a fucking retard-"

"Whoa! Hold up!" I grabbed his hand holding the joint, "I hit a soft spot, didn't I?"

He smirked, "Kagome, babe. You can touch any soft spot you please."

I woke up with a heartbeat in my head,
I reached for the bottle by the bed,
I saw your side was not slept in,
Cold sheets again,
Remind me of what you said,
We need to take a break for a while,
It's been so long since I smiled,
I don't wanna listen now,
Live this day down,
With you so drunk and high,
So I'll say goodbye.

"Just listen," I sighed, "I don't judge you, okay?"

He pulled his hand away from mine and back to his mouth, "Whatever."

We sat in silence for a few minutes before I caught him staring at me. His eyes jumped in the sunlight.

He won this battle.

"You know, Kagome." He began, averting his eyes from mine and back onto the road, "I like you a lot."

I don't wanna know it's over,
So save your goodbye kiss,
I don't wanna know it's over,
Cause ignorance is bliss,
Now I know I can't stay sober,
Cause you left me here like this,
So save your goodbye kiss,
Cause ignorance is bliss,
I can hardly see,
What's in front of me,
Cause the vodka's running on empty,
I can't stay sober,
If it's over ,
I don't wanna know,
If it's over,
I don't wanna know.

"I like you a lot too," I stared at him straight in the face, "But, I bet your girlfriend likes you too."

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Cliffhanger! Chapter eight is over, hope you enjoyed! R&R!

(I don't wanna know – Hinder)