dISClaimer: I do not own Inuyasha

You guys are the reason I'm doing my homework on the bus every morning. I get this idea and I completely abandon my h.w. You are also so lucky I got locked out of my house (the fourth time in a month) too b/c I wouldn't have been able to finish the brainstorm for this. The only problem was updating b/c I was too lazy to type up the chapter. Yeah all my fault. I gotta kick the laziness. Anywho enjoy chapter 14 of JAHS!!!!!!!!!!!!

Just Another Highschool Story

Chapter 14: Anything Can Happen

"I think I'm going to ask Aki to ask me to prom." Miki said with a dreamy sigh as she stared at the handsome boy two tables away from their table in the mall food court. "He's got great abs."

Kikyo wrinkled her nose. "Too bad for the fact that he's your cousin." She pointed out in disgust.

"Yeah, but only by birth." Miki said in a duh like tone with a roll of her eyes.

Kikyo resisted the urge to smack herself in the head out of frustration for her friend's stupidness. It amazes her how she was friends with the airhead. If it weren't for the fact that she was completely loyal and had amazing gossip sources she would have been treated like dirt. Though if Miki kept her trap shut instead of letting the piece of information that Inuyasha and Kagome dating slip between her perfectly glossed lips she wouldn't be here getting stressed out over a perfect plan for revenge.

It had been going back and forth with the bathroom encounter, the video, the photo shopped picture, and her house being TP'd but Kikyo was planning on finishing everything off with her final plot. When she found out what that was though. She was planning on ruining Kagome's life so bad the girl wouldn't even step out of her house for her own wedding.

Miki noticed the evil glint in Kikyo's glassy eyes and knew she was lost in concocting a perfect revenge plan. The perfect time to steal a fry that rested in the basket in between them. Screw the stupid resist experiment. One little fry wasn't going to ruin her figure. One greasy, crispy, potatoey, yummy, delicious…

"Ohmigod! There she is!" Kikyo shouted, smacking her hand down on the table, causing Miki to jump in surprise and 'eep' before she snatched her hand that was a centimeter away from a fry back to her side of the table. "Look at her in all her fake innocence." Kikyo began mumbling and Miki let out a sigh of relief of not being caught. "Happy with her stupid friends. I ought to smack that grin right off her ugly f—Stop trying to steal fries!"

'Dammit!' Miki cursed herself for getting greedy as Kikyo smacked her hand away from the basket of golden deliciousness that was taunting her.

"Prom is less than two weeks away and if you don't have restraint to resist one basket of fries for one hour how do you expect to get by until prom? We have to stay in perfect condition or our dresses aren't going to fit. We have to train ourselves for this stuff because crash diets never work and gagging and starving yourself was so last year." Kikyo lectured, momentarily forgetting her arch enemy was in the same building as her and within a ten foot radius. "This is the only way. Restraint."

Miki huffed and glared at the teasing basket in front of her when an idea struck her. "What if you fatten up Kagome so she doesn't fit into her dress. You could send her treats and say it was from Inuyasha. It was on Bride Wars and it worked like a charm."

That would have been a great idea if Kagome was a normal materialistic, diet high, teenage girl. But she was a fashion crisis—jeans and a t-shirt to school apparently is a fashion don't—and practically lived off junk food. More hate for Kagome boiled in Kikyo as the fact that Kagome could keep a perfect figure while pigging out made itself known.

"Or you could turn her orange by witching the tan color when she gets a spray tan." Miki suggested again. "I saw that off Bride Wars too."

Once again Kagome's skin wasn't scary pale and she didn't need to tan like normal teens. Even if she did need to tan she wouldn't because she doesn't care that much about that stuff. Kikyo glared daggers at the back of Kagome's head and sank her manicured nails into her palm.

"Or you could dye her hair blue, or tell the world she's pregnant, or upstage her in a dance competition. Or you could—"

"Do you have any original ideas Miki, or are you just really that stupid that you can't think for yourself?" Kikyo snapped glaring at the ditz in front of her who wore a shocked/hurt face.

"I was just going to say we could stalk her and find out the dirt in her life. "Miki said in a pout, stirring the ice in her water with her straw. "But that's probably a stupid idea since it came from m—"

"That's Genius!" Kikyo cried out, cutting into Miki's sarcastic remark. "There is no such thing as a perfect person." Kikyo said as she grabbed her bags before she rethought the saying for a second. "Unless it's me because, well just look at me." Kikyo said with a cocky grin before grabbing her purse and dropping her sunglasses over her eyes for her "disguise". "Let's go Miki."

"First I'm stupid, now I'm a genius." Miki mumbled under her breath as she collected her own bags. "Wait! What about our trash?" she questioned looking down at their table littered in empty salad containers, drinks, napkins, and the untouched golden fries.

Kikyo snapped her head around and gave the girl an eye roll. "God, you are stupid. We're too good to take out the trash, that is the janitor's job." Then without waiting for Miki's response, she flipped her hair over her shoulder and went to duck behind a column near Kagome's table.

"God, you are a bitch." Miki mumbled to herself as she shoved a handful of fries in her mouth before stuffing her jacket pockets full of fries for the road.

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"Well in my defense in the movies there weren't any dogs" Kagome stated as she picked up a fry, dipping it in ketchup before letting it send sensation throughout her mouth.

"That's because they're movies. Which is what I was trying to tell you when you got the idea." Sango pointed out.

"You have to admit it was pretty funny."

"I, for one, wasn't laughing." Ayame stated with narrowed eyes pointed to Kagome. "I thought I was going to lose a big piece of my leg if not eaten alive! I'm never sneaking around that house with you again."

"Calm down. You were at the car before Sango and I hit the halfway point." Kagome waved off, taking a sip of her root beer.

"It was funny." Sango admitted with a grin taking over her facial features. "You should have seen your face!" Sango managed to get out before she exploded with laughter.

"It wasn't funny!" Ayame unsuccessfully argued as a smile crept onto her face. "Kagome's face was hilarious." She said before joining Sango in the loud laughter.

Soon Kagome joined and all three of the girls were cracking up in the food court, tears coming down their faces and their hands gripping there aching sides as the imitated each others' responses to the angry dog. Nothing better than a good laugh before many stressful hours of looking for the perfect prom dress.

"Okay, okay." Sango said between breaths when her laughter finally died down. "We have to get shopping before all these bitches steal our dresses." She stated looking around the food court at the other groups of teenage girls around their age.

"Alright, let's move out." Ayame agreed, standing up and collecting her trash and headed for the nearest trashcan to dump it all and the others followed in suit.

"Mission Prom Dress in session." Kagome declared in a loud voice.

"Don't you remember how your last mission ended up?" Sango asked her with teasing eyes."Mission Jealousy: FAILURE!"

"Shut up!" Kagome said giving Sango a playful push. "Besides that was your plan. Mine was Mission Tell the Truth. And look where that one got me."

"A perfect boyfriend." Ayame laughed making kissy faces.

"Whatever." Kagome said before leading them in the direction of the nearest dress store.

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Words of the conversation between the three friends finally sunk into Miki's slightly slow-at-processing mind.

"Oh my God, Kikyo!" Miki whisper-shouted, tapping Kikyo's arm repeatedly.

"What?" Kikyo asked with questioning eyes as she diverted her attention from their targets.

"They're the ones who TP'd your house!"

Kikyo gave her a you-have-got-to-be-kidding -me look. "No shit, Sherlock." She then brought her attention back to the group only to see that they had disappeared. "Dammit! Come on, Miki" she then went back into disguise mode and hurried out from behind the column with Miki in tow.

Mission Dig up Dirt in session.

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"You wanna go in there?"

"I'm not going in there. How about you Ayame?"

"Hell no. I value my life."

The girls stared at the store in front of them through it's glass windows at the swarm of other girls who also chose last minute shopping and were going crazy looking for their own perfect dress. Definition of crazy: girls fighting over one dress resulting in a torn one, lines for dressing rooms a mile long, fist fights starting over shoes, store clerks being yelled at over the tinsiest things, and dresses were being thrown everywhere in the teenagers' attempt to find the perfect dress.

Girls Gone Wild had nothing on this.

The girls let out a collective sight before collasping on the bench behind them.

"If we went to prom last year we would've know to get our dresses early." Sango huffed. She watched as a tall brunette jumped on and equally as tall red head. "A lot earlier."

"But boys are too stupid to ask us so we didn't go and we didn't know." Kagome sighed in defeat.

"Hey, that rhymed." A voice spoke up and the girls quickly looked around to see where it had come from.

"Did you say anything?" Ayame asked Sango, her eyebrows furrowing.

"No." Sango took another look around them. "Must have been somebody walking by and heard you Kagome and decided to comment."

"Hm, I guess you're right." Kagome stood back up and stretched. "Lets go see if the other stores are as bad."

They all went off down the mall strip to continue their search for the best dress.

Kikyo waited until she couldn't even see the three before popping up from her hiding spot behind a plant not far from the bench. She whipped her head around to Miki who was combing leaves out of her hair. "You," she pointed a perfectly manicured finger at her. "need to stay quiet." She then stomped off in the direction of where Kagome and them were headed.

"And you," Miki mumbled shoving a french frie into her mouth. "Need to see a shrink."

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"It's perfect." Kagome whispered her hands pressed up against the glass of a store. It was black and white, stapless, just past her knees, and absoletly…perfect.

"Its also looks very pricey." Sango said looking at the other items in the store through the window. All of it was the high priced celeberity stuff. A.K.A things they could never afford.

"Its so pretty!"

"I know, Ayame." Kagome instantly agreed, her eyes glazing over as she pressed her face closer against the glass.

"I didn't say that." Ayame said looking around. "Now that's the second time that's happened to us. Its getting really creepy."

"I think we're being stalked." Sango stated looking around them like Ayame. Kagome immediately paled at the thought of it.

"Oh don't worry Kagome," Ayame reassured her friend when she caught her worried face. "I doubt that Naraku guy is stalking you and if he were you still got us. We won't let him get away with what he did at the carnival."

"Yeah I know." Kagome then covered her sad voice with a cheery tune. "Anyways back to the dress, isn't it perfect?"

"You have to get the dress." Sango insisted pushing Kagome towards the entrance of the shop. "Its prom, your fairytale night."

"Anything can happen." Ayame finished before all three of them disappeared into the overpriced store.

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Kikyo smiled in success as the three friends disappeared. She was so glad she didn't bother to scold Miki for talking or for sneaking fries that she thought she didn't know about when she thought she wasn't looking. In fact if it weren't for Miki's incapability to shut up Kikyo would have never found out what she needed.

Mission Dig up Dirt: SUCCESS!

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"Naraku!"

The entire student body turned is shock as they watched the queen bitch of the school make her way to the low level, greasy haired, foreign exchange student. Kikyo simply ignored their looks as her eyes, glistening with mischief, kept their eyes trained on the target.

Naraku who was leaning against his locker raised an eyebrow at Kikyo when she finally reached his locker. "What bring the O'mighty queen to come in prescence with such a low life like me?"

"I hear you have a thing for Higurashi." Kikyo stated immediately cutting to the chase, ignoring his sarcasm.

"I could say you're wrong, but that would be a lie."

"Do you want to leave prom with Kagome?" Kikyo asked looking right into his blood red eyes.

"How the hell are you going to get that to happen?"

"This is me you're talking to." Then Kikyo smiled a bright, big, mischevious, evil smile. "And this is prom we're talking about. Anything Can happen."

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All done and longer than I expected. I kinda got lazy in the end but we've already know I'm lazy and I'm getting it worked out. The story is almost over with only 2 chapters left. I know whats going to happen but not exactly…how. I'll get it planned though and school for me is out in 3 more days as in I am free to update more recently. Well just REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please.

~Kimiko888~