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Okay, I had the very beginning typed up and saved onto my computer when I was hit with inspiration months ago and I just kept it in case I found a good use for it. Well I was thinking and VOILA! It was served as the opening to my 11th chapter. We're more than half way through! Yippee! Anyways, please read this and I hope you enjoy!!!!!!!!

Confessions of a Highschool Freak

I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to Heaven

-Red Jumpsuit Apparatus "Your Guardian Angel"

Confession #10: I Broke the Law… Again

Double date with Ayame and Kouga tonight. Can u believe it! Me and Sess's 1st double date!

Staying with Ren to help him feel better about missing the part.

Roku's making up for his last perverted act. Sorry!

I snapped my phone shut after reading over my texts and frowned. It was freezing out on the first day after Halloween and I pulled my jacket closer around me and put my hood up to keep my ears from freezing off as I sat on the stupid steps of the school waiting for my mom. I heard footsteps and then they stopped by me and I looked up to see Bank looking down at me.

"For some reason I feel out of place."

Bank sat down beside me, shoving his fist in his coat pockets. "Out of place in the world, or out of place because you're sitting in the freezing cold?"

"Out of place that everybody is on a date and I'm not. And that I'm freezing my ass off, yes." No, I'm sitting on the steps of the school waiting for Mom, because Inuyasha was obviously out of the question and Bank, being the genius he is, got his breath checked by his mom last night and guess what she smelled? Beer. Poof, no more car for Bank.

"I know what you mean," Bank said nodding his head. "With everyone cuddling,"

"And kissing,"

"And sharing drinks,"

"Holding hands,"

"And saying—"

"I love you!" Bank and I cried out at the same time shaking our heads with a shudder.

"Makes you feel…"

"Awkward." I finished for Bank. "It makes you feel all out of place because everyone's pairing off, in love and the one person you love is totally oblivious."

"Well, whose fault is that?"

"Kikyo's!" I shouted automatically, glaring at my converse that did little to keep my feet warm.

"There you go again; blaming the other person. You know what one of the problem with us teens is? Passing the blame. We don't take responsibility for our own actions, and that is why we are always in trouble and never going to get anywhere in life!"

I looked over at Bank and raised a brow. "What are you now, a psychologist? I don't you remember saying you were taking psychology."

"I'm taking health and we keep talking about choices and consequences, and crap like that." Bank waved off as he began to dig around in his bag. "The point is, we have to put Mission TGI, as soon as possible and than you can make him 'less oblivious'."

Mission TGI, less oblivious, choices and consequences… what the hell!?

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about… this." Bank pulled a notebook out of his bag and thumbed through the pages until he found the one he was looking for and then handed it over to me.

Mission TGI: To Get Inuyasha

Expose Kikyo as a slut

Expose Kikyo as a bitch

Show Kikyo is tearing a gap

Destroy Kikyo

Alternate Plans

Make Inuyasha Jealous

Show Inuyasha he picked the wrong person

Make Inuyasha crumble with guilt

Alternate, Alternate Plans

Apologize

To be completely honest, I was rooting completely for the original plans of destroying all relationships with the Wicked. But… Inuyasha would probably get angry, because it's already obvious I hate Kikyo and if I tell him if I ever find out about her low down acts, he'll just be angry at me. Then there is no guarantee the whole jealously plan would work, because I'd have to hurt somebody else by using them, and I don't want to change for Inuyasha. He's supposed to like me for me.

So that left one choice.

Apologize.

Argh! I know everyone thinks it's the guys who hold all the pride, but I grew up with Inuyasha, so of course he rubbed off on me. That means I don't like apologizing. Especially to the guy who keeps breaking my heart, weather he knows it or not.

I shove the notebook back at Bank. "None of those are going to work. Inuyasha will be mad at me if I show him how bad Kikyo is, I don't want to destroy Inuyasha, and… and there is no way in hell I'm going to apologize to that ass."

"Well, umm, you kinda have to."

I snapped my head around to look at Bank. "What!? Why do I have to apologize?"

Bank looked at me for a few seconds as if I were the dumbest person he had ever seen. "You kicked him in the nuts!"

Oh… right.

Now I do recall that most dreadful disaster yesterday. The only reason I didn't remember today was because I didn't see Inuyasha at all today. Not even in chem., the only class we have, or at lunch. Maybe that was because I ate outside with Bank for lunch today. Was he even here today?

"So a guy is in immense pain after taking in that kind of injury, and since he did try apologizing for whatever, you are obviously in the wrong. So you have to apologize."

"He was in the wrong first!"

"PASS BLAMING!" Bank shouted, pointing an accusing finger at me. "From now on every time you don't take responsibility for your actions I'm going to yell that."

"You should really be a psychologist or therapist or motivational speaker or something." I mumble.

"Uh… no. One, my job of choice has already been decided on a total banging drummer, and two; Therapist is code for the rapist. They try to rape your mind and sometimes you. Not how I want to be remembered."

I laughed, throwing my head back and smiled over at Bank. "You're lucky… you already know what you want to be."

"You don't?"

I snort. "No! I just… I don't really think ahead much, do I?"

"I'm all about living in the moment, but I just know that I want to spend the rest of my life doing something I love. I just go after it and hope I succeed."

"That's really admirable," I tell Bank, sitting back on my hands and looking to the sky. "I'm not like that. I can't take risks, because I'm always too afraid of what the outcome might be." And that's why Kikyo is with Inuyasha and I'm not.

"You like art, right?"

"Love it."

"So you'll be an artist."

I look over at Bank as if he's crazy. "You can't make it sound so easy. I can't make enough money off art and its not like I'm good, or anything. I can't—"

"Stop saying you can't!" Bank demanded in a loud voice. "You can become an artist and if you love art that's all you need to know you want to be. The whole world's fucked up with making everything about money. We're meant to live not worry about how bills and stuff. As long as I get my chance on a big stage, in front of millions, I'll die happily and peacefully."

I look up at Bank in a completely new light. "You're amazing Bank."

He looks down and smiles cockily. "I know."

I punch him in his shoulder playfully and he just laughs, pulling his iPod from his pocket and he hands one of the earpieces to me. I place it in my ear and seconds later Linkin Park's Numb is blasting in my left ear. I lie on back and close my eyes, forcing Bank to do the same because if he didn't his piece would fall out.

"I love this song," I speak up.

"I know the entire instrumental part for the song."

"Really?"

"Yup."

We sit in silence and it's nice and comfortable, just how it should be for friends. I can't remember when there wasn't an awkward silence between Inuyasha and I. Was there ever a comfortable silence for us? Ever since Bank talked to me in detention it's like the tension between me and Inuyasha has only grown. Could Bank be part of the problem?

I look over to my friend who's humming the lyrics to Greenday's 21 Guns now.

Nope, never. And if he were the problem… I'd just pass the blame.

"I love this song too."

"You love a lot of things." Bank mumbled, his eyes closed and I imagine him thinking of himself playing this song on that 'big stage, in front of millions'.

"Will you sing for me?"

Bank is quiet for a moment and I don't think he'll fold so easily this time, but right before I begin with my pleases and cherry on tops, he begins to sing the chorus.

One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms, give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I

Before he could carry his great voice over to the second verse, the front doors open and Bank shuts up. I tilt my head back as far as possible to see who just interrupted and I see a very familiar pair of shoes frozen in spot. I tilt my head back farther to see Inuyasha, his face frozen in shock as he stares down at Bank and I. I can only imagine how this looks.

I scramble to sit up, the earpiece falling from my ear and I turn to Inuyasha.

"Hey Inu—"

Beep! Beep!

I look over my shoulder to see my mom, motioning me to get in the car, obviously in a hurry. I look back to Inuyasha, but his bangs are covering his eyes and he's walking past me and I feel my heart break as I turn to watch his retreating back. I'm about to shout his name, when Mom honks the horn again.

I sigh in defeat and pick my bag off the ground and hoist it over my shoulder. I look at Bank and he's sitting up again with both of his headphones in.

"Bye, Bank."

"Bye, and remember! TGI, 8, you can do it!"

I crinkle my brow for a second, not understanding this, but with another honk of Mom's horn, it all comes back.

To get Inuyasha, I have to apologize, and I need to have more faith in myself. Got to have more faith in myself.

"I'll try," I tell Bank as I bound down the steps.

"You will!" He calls after me, and I smile as I climb into the car.

He's got some amazing faith in me.

~0~

Well, considering I hate to disappoint people and Bank had put so much faith into me, I couldn't just give up without trying to apologize to Inuyasha. So, I stole my Mom's car from the garage and drove down to Inuyasha's neighborhood, parking two houses down from his ginormous mansion.

How did I drive a car and still be alive, you ask. Well, the streets are a lot emptier at night, and I didn't drive past 30 mph. Sure, people were pissed at me, but I'm not arrested for driving without a license, stealing property, and I'm alive.

……

WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING!!! I could have killed myself or gone to jail. Stupid, stupid. STUPID!

And to make matters worse, it might have all been in vain, because I can't work up the nerve to get out the stupid car. So close, and I can't find myself to get the nerve to actually go to Inuyasha. Grr… I'm such a wimp.

I felt buzzing in the pocket of my jeans, and I dug in and pulled out my vibrating phone. The front screen announced that I had a text. I flipped open my phone and read the awaiting text.

Emergency band meeting 2mrw morn, picnic tables. And remember, TGI, 8!

Right, Bankoutsu. He believed that I wasn't a total wimp, and I still hate disappointing people who place so much faith in me. I took a deep breath.

Alright. Let's do this.

I got out the car and made my way towards the Takahashi estate. I didn't park in front of the house because Mrs. Takahashi would kill me if she found out I stole my Mom's car with no license. It also meant I couldn't go to the front door because she'd like to know how I got here, and Inuyasha may not even speak to me if I come announced. So, I have to go the sneaky way.

Through the window.

I've been to the Takahashi house enough to know that the side window on the third—yes third—floor, on the right side of the house, by the tree, was Inuyasha's. I've also know that the Takahashi's have none of that laser like security over the yard. So I stealthily, snuck around the side of the house to the tree. Now all I have to do is climb.

Five minutes later…

I'm still hugging the base of the tree, hoping for some sudden miracle that would lift me to the first branch of the tree, which was about… ten feet over my head.

I peeled myself off the tree and looked up at Inuyasha's window that also towered over my head. I was beginning to see myself as actually being short. There has to be some other way to get up there. When we used to sneak into the house, Inuyasha did all the hard work while I just rested on his back, and he was part demon. How the hell was I going to get up there?

Hmm…

Bingo.

Mr. Takahashi always keeps a ladder in the bushes behind the house for when he does his work on the house. It was perfect. I disappeared into the backyard, easily hopping the fence and retrieving the ladder, placing it over the fence before climbing back over myself and dragging it back over to the window. I set it up so it's in perfect position and I begin to climb.

On the wobbly climb up (I don't have someone steadying the ladder) I begin to realize that I am once again breaking the law with breaking and entering. Underaged drinker, driving without a license, stealing my mom's car, breaking into my best friend/crush's house. What the hell is wrong with me? It's like I'm trying to get myself a criminal record.

I'm almost to Inuyasha's window and I push these thoughts out of my head. Overreacting never brought anything good. Besides, I have to focus. I'm on a mission. Mission: TGI. I have to apologize. I just gotta.

I finally finish scaling the side of the Takahashi house—mansion—and I take a breather as I hang on the edge of the window sill. Man that was one hell of a workout.

The window is closed so I'll have to open it. That should be easy enough considering Inuyasha never locks his window so all I have to do is open it, while keeping my balance on the rickety ladder. Easy enough.

I balance most of my weight onto my forearm and the ladder shifts a bit, but remains standing. I exhale and then move my other hand to open the window. It's not that easy and I have to work my fingers into the tiny crack a bit before it finally seems like I can lift it. I lift it about two inches and—

Ant! Ant! Beepbeepbeep! Whoo-oo, whoo-oo! Ant! Ant!

HOLY MOTHER OF PEARL!

An alarm goes off and it's so frickin' loud, I think my ear drums are about to burst. As an instinct I scream. Loud. And when the lights in Inuyasha's room suddenly flip on, I put my hands up in an 'I surrender' fashion, forgetting that I'm on an unstable ladder, basically meaning I'm in midair.

The ladder below me begins to slip and I scream even louder in terror, not even thinking to grab the edge of the window again. That's how stupid I am.

Just when I think I'm about to fall to my death, the window to Inuyasha's room is thrown open and someone grabs my hand and pulls me through the window, into safety. I collide with a hard chest and I look up to see Inuyasha.

I start to cry.

Stupid me, starts bawling in the middle of my best friend's room. I'm the one who tries sneaking in, nearly breaking every bone in my body, and I'm the one having the emotional breakdown. I could have been seriously hurt, but Inuyasha saved me.

The words just flew out my mouth then.

"I'm sorry, Inuyasha! I shouldn't have been so unreasonable yesterday and hit you in your nuts, and going trick-or-treating with Bank, and telling you off in a song, and getting jealous for spending time with your girlfriend, and sneaking into your house, and stealing my mom's car, and almost killing myself!"

Maybe all that last stuff wasn't necessary, but I wasn't really thinking.

I sobbed into his chest and wrapped my arms around his torso, squeezing tight. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sorrysorrysorrysorrysorry! I'm sorry I'm such a jealous idiot and a crappy best friend and… I'M SORRY!"

"Kagome…"

That wasn't Inuyasha's voice though. I pulled my head away from Inuyasha's chest and looked over his stiff stature and saw Izaiyo, Inutaisho, and Sesshoumaru all standing in the doorway of Inuyasha's room slightly out of breath and all with a weapon. Sesshoumaru had a sword, Izaiyo a spatula, and Inutaisho a metal bat. Right. I had turned the alarm on.

"Hi… I was, um, I wanted to surprise Inuyasha, but I… I didn't know you guys got an, um… security system."

They all seemed to straighten up a bit, relieved it wasn't some real robber.

"Well honey, you can always use the front door." Izaiyo spoke up holding her hand over her heart. "You gave us all a heart attack!"

"Sorry Ms. Taka—I mean, Izaiyo" She insisted I used first name basis with her. "I'm sorry for interrupting all of your nights." I muttered, blushing. "I—I just… I'm sorry."

"It's alright dear," Izaiyo reassured me as Sesshoumaru and Inutaisho left the doorway. "Just… don't ever do that again." She walked away shaking her head and I heard her mutter. "I almost died of fright."

Finally they were gone and it was just me and Inuyasha. Alone. In his room. In silence.

I slowly turned to face Inuyasha, gulping loudly. "Um…"

"What the hell is wrong with you, Kagome!?" Inuyasha shouted the question I've been asking myself constantly, as he took long strides towards me and I closed my eyes flinching.

Then his arms were around me, drawing me in and he rested his head in my shoulder. I stood frozen, not sure on what I should do.

"You almost kill yourself just to say I'm sorry!?" His voice was choked up and I can tell he was holding back tears. "You're so stupid!" He crushed my body against his and I slowly wrapped my arms around him, burying my head in his chest.

"I'm…" I was going to say, 'I'm sorry', but those didn't seem like the right words. "I just didn't want to ruin us," I whispered. "I miss you."

He held me any tighter, as if it were even possible. "I told you… If I lost you or anything happened… I wouldn't know who to be anymore."

He had no idea how much those words meant to me. It showed that even if I wasn't the "lovely" tramp named Kikyo, I was still the most important. That meant a lot to me. That meant there was hope.

"So… do you forgive me?" I asked, still whispering as Inuyasha nuzzled his nose in my shoulder, and I held tighter, hoping he may just stay there.

"Of course, stupid." He mumbled and I just held on tighter.

We stood in the middle of his room, holding each other in silence.

A comfortable silence.

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All is good! The chapter is over and your wait wasn't long! It's easy to write this story because I have it planned and the chapters aren't filled with too much conflict and they aren't too long. For Sk8 4ev3r I have it all planned, but its conflict and they're probably going to be long chapters. Anyways, PLEASE REVIEW!!!! You'll make me smile and I love smiling so REVIEW!

IMPORTANT

For the final chapter for this story I already wrote it, but the song I chose is just… no. So, I'm changing it and the two songs I have in mind are, Things I'll Never Say or Fall To Pieces, both by Avril Lavigne. I want to know which one you'd prefer. If you have a better song choice suggestions are welcomed and I'll think about it.

Please and thank you.

~Kimiko888~