Disclaimer: I do not own Inu Yasha- that's cause the devil owns my soul. x_x
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Chapter 2: A sticky revenge
I actually made it out of the class with my head still intact. That teacher is evil, giving us homework on the first day of school. Other than giving us the syllabus, which is natural for all teachers to do, Mr. Sesshoumaru expects us to do all of chapter one in our textbooks. That means questions, vocabulary, and Cornel notes. What the hell are cornel notes?
I guess that means I'll be going to library after school. I would be an idiot to go there now. Who wants to spend all day carrying 15 pounds worth of books from class to class. I don't want to get a hernia already.
Second and third period had no interesting events. Bored out of my skull, but extremely thankful there are no other teachers from hell. Fourth period is English, one of the few subjects that I'm actually good at. Cute teacher too. He's definitely tall, dark, and handsome. Yeah, I wish.
Our real teacher was an old lady, Mrs. Kaede. Her long grey hair was tied into a bun, and she had a patch over her left eye. Very intimidating. The girl sitting next to me with short red and black hair was making faces at Mrs. Kaede whenever she had her back to us. I stifled a laugh and joined in on te fun. Too bad she caught us, me cross eyed, blowing a strawberry, and the girl making a pig face. We didn't get detention though, Mrs. Kaede couldn't find the forms. So instead she gave us a reeeaaally long lecture.
She stopped about 5 minutes before class ends, mainly because we had fallen asleep. I was dreaming about many different ways I could torture Mr. Sesshoumaru, but I woke to the sound of a bullhorn really close to my ear. The other girl's head went straight up from the desk yelling "I don't know where I put the body!" The whole class just gave her a weird look and carried on with whatever they were doing. So we ended up talking for the rest of the time. Meet Yura, a girl destined to be the greatest hair stylist in the world. Or so she says.
Lunch time, Thank god. I don't think Mrs. Kaede likes us very much, she used that bullhorn a couple of times while everyone was scrambling out the door. Anyone, me and Yura made our way to the cafeteria, when we met Sango along the way. She was talking to a girl who really stood out from the rest of the crowd. She had long black hair, black lipstick, and black combat boots. Man, I love combat boots. If only I had a pair to scare people with, I would have the time of my life.
"Hey Kikiyo," Yura called to the new girl. "So are you no longer grounded? It was boring without you this summer."
"Eh heh heh, Actually, I accidently set the house on fire. So how you been?" The girl known as Kikiyo said, looking a bit sheepish.
"Well, you know. Same ole, same ole." Yura then remembered me. "By the way, this is Kagome. We just met last period." Me and Kikyo both smiled at each other in acknowledgment.
"Yura, this is my best friend, Sango." I pointed over to Sango. She and Yura greeted each other warmly. "Now that we all introduced ourselves, lets go eat. I'm starving.
We all got our lunch and found a table in the cafeteria, Sango and I sat on one side, while Yura and Kikiyo sat on the other. Amazingly, not only does this school had edible food, but it was good looking too. No more caesural surprise, or meatloaf that really isn't made out of meat. The pizza looked warm, instead of the cold slab I used to get at my old school. Ah, the joys of high school.
I saw Miroku sitting at another table, talking to a guy with red hair. No Inu Yasha. I wonder if he even remembers what we did to his house.
"That's Miroku and Shippo." Yura said, when she realized who I was looking at. "Watch out for Miroku, he has a little problem with his hands."
"Too late" Sango rolled her eyes. "Is he always like that?"
"Well, he absolutely hated girls in sixth grade. Neutral in seventh. Now he worships girls." Kikyo explained.
" So we have to deal with him groping us for the rest of the year?" I asked.
"No, he'll be dead when I get through with him." Sango growled. She meant it too, her aura was growing darker and darker by the second.
"Um, Guys?" Yura said. She was looking at something behind us. I turned around to look, but it was too late. Something cold was poured down on me, something cold with ice cubes. I looked to see the same thing had happened to Sango. Then I looked up to see Inu Yasha, holding two empty cups over our heads. He was smirking in a victorious way. "Ahh, sweet revenge." He said, dumping the cups on our table and walking towards Miroku's table. My arms were getting sticky already, and my hair was clinging to my face.
This means war.
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Raizel: This chapter was really short, its about 2 pages on my computer. I might make the next one longer, if I don't forget this story. I have CAT 6 testing coming up.
EKS: Wow, I didn't think you'd last this long
Raizel: Me neither, I'm so proud of myself. For my next surprise, I shall brainwash you all. Mwahaha- *hack cough* I really need to work on that laugh
EKS: Quit trying so hard to be evil, Raizel
Raizel: *sigh* Well remember to help me with this so I don't look like an idiot. See you later guys!
EKS: Maybe
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