Chapter 11
I dreamed about the picture. It was in my mind through all of my sleep. It had been the most peaceful sleep I'd had gotten in a while. I heard the redundant beeping of my alarm and saw no harm in pushing the snooze button to score some more sleep. When it went off again, I reluctantly sat up and snapped my head to the computer. The screen saver was still there. I admired the picture for a few seconds then got up and shook the mouse. I sighed.
Still nothing.
I got my school uniform on and went downstairs. I walked sleepily into the kitchen and saw my mother standing with her back turned. She was in front of the stove. Rice, miso, omelets, and fresh pickles for breakfast. Yummy.
I sat down and waited patiently for breakfast to be served. Mom turned around to set down several bowls and plates in front of my spot along with hers and Sota's.
Sota came into the kitchen and rubbed his eyes. He was utterly against going back to school today. I ate my breakfast quietly and went back to my room to fetch my backpack and check the computer once again to see if Inuyasha replied yet. Nope. Not a thing on the screen but my apology sent to him. This day would totally suck.
I walked out the front door and made my way to school. Luckily I wasn't interrupted by people who felt sorry for me. Definitely not in the mood for those people.
"Hey, Kagome!" I looked up from spacing out and saw Sango waving and jogging towards me. Crap. I forgot to call her. She won't be too happy about that. Betcha she says something right away.
"Hey, Sango," I said.
"I thought you were gonna call me!" Right on schedule. Sigh. "I was waiting every day! I got a little worried."
"Sorry, I guess everything just made me forget."
"That's okay, as long as you're finally back. I have had so many fights with Ayame this past week! She was trying to get Koga to go back out with her. She only likes him now. Bet she can only last a few days, maybe a week in a relationship."
I cringed at the thought of Koga. That stupid bastard. I would never talk to him or forgive him. Ever.
And what was this crap about Ayame? Now she was interested in going out with him? They deserve each other, quite frankly.
"I don't care; they can do what they want. Not like it involves me or anything. I would like to keep as far away from both of them for…well, forever. I have nothing to say to either of them," I replied. I was mad as hell at both of them. Ayame could be forgiven, but never would I become her friend again.
"Really? You're still mad at them, huh? I don't blame you. I would probably have murdered them both by now. You've had pretty good self-control about it. So how have you been? I talked to Miroku a while ago and he said that some senior—Inuyasha, I think was his name—asked where you live. What was that about?" Sango asked, not knowing what I was feeling inside at the reminder.
"Nothing. It isn't important…not anymore. We…were friends but something really bad happened and we aren't now. Simple as that. Let's go now." I walked around Sango as she looked at me in confusion. So little information gave her nothing to start spreading something like a rumor off of. I learned to do that (the hard way). She it annoyed her but she never said anything.
I sat down in my first class—math—and focused on my notebook in front of me. Lucky for me, I wasn't one of those girls who scribbles all over their stuff that they love so and so, so I didn't have to destroy the covers of my stuff. I looked up when someone walked into the room. It wasn't the familiar teacher I usually had, but the principal. He cleared his throat to get the attention of everyone.
"Is Kagome Higurashi in this class?" Now what did I do? Were they gonna throw me in therapy or something? I raised me hand a little and he squinted through the rows of students till he saw me and my hand. "Ah, good. Kagome, will you come with me please?"
I nodded my head and glanced to the teacher's desk where the teacher behind it nodded her head in encouragement to go with. The principal walked into the hallway and waited for me.
"Kagome, you have been transferred into the advanced math class, which means you will be with mostly seniors. Okay? You will go there every morning instead of this class. Come with me, I'll show you to your new class."
The principal began walking down the opposite direction that I normally go, into the mostly seniors section of the school. I followed him nervously. We walked in an awkward silence and then he finally said, "I must say, many of the teachers are very impressed with your test scores. Hopefully this class will prove more of a challenge for you."
He stopped in front of a closed wooden door, one that matched every other door in the school. Room 247. Wonderful. It would be full of seniors, most of which would probably be half asleep. And I will be the nerdy junior who is the only one who answers questions—correctly anyway—and pays attention. Oh, the humanity!
I walked in after the principal went in to announce a 'junior girl' would be joining their class and waved his hand at me to tell me to come in. I looked at all the faces and recognized a few. Those that I knew may have perked up when they recognized me, I couldn't tell. I, however, was rather annoyed. I liked being able to pass at least one class really easily, but now the one would be the same or harder.
I looked around some more to see a boy with his head on his desk—probably asleep. He had silver hair. And dog ears. This was familiar. The principal told the teacher my name and she said, "Class, this is Kagome Higurashi. She will be joining our class from now on."
At the mention of my name, a pair of dog ears swiveled forward. A head of silver hair popped up. A pair of amber-colored eyes looked at me. I stared back. The teacher directed me to sit in a certain seat. It just happened to be next to the boy who had been asleep. The boy with amber eyes. The boy with silver hair. The boy with dog ears. Inuyasha.
