Disclaimer: 1.) Denial or renunciation, as of a claim, title, etc. I guess that means I don't own Inu Yasha. 2.) A refusal to accept responsibility. Does that mean I don't have to do homework? I still have to?! Darn...life sucks.





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Chapter Three: Old friends, and dog doors



Sango and I spent the rest of lunch, and all of fifth period trying to was off the sticky soda from ourselves. Not really, it just gave us an excuse to get out of class. We were thinking of different ways to get back at Inu Yasha, but we really haven't thought of anything good. The one good advantage that we have over him, is that we know where he lives.

"Say Sango," I said, a plan starting to form in my head "Do you have any thumbtacks?"



"Yeah. What for" she asked.

"You'll see." The wheels were beginning to turn in my head. "Just remember to bring them tomorrow and try to come to first period a little bit before the bell." Now a psychotic smile was creeping onto my face.



We stayed in the bathroom before sixth period. When I came in, Inu Yasha was already sitting in his desk looking through some magazine. The teacher was also present, so all I could do was glare at him as I passed by his desk. He smirked back. I guarantee you that little smirk will be wiped off his face tomorrow, even if I have to use every trick in the book.



Like all teachers, Mr. Myoga of my World History class was giving us the usual beginning of the year speech. More like all teachers except, Mr. Sesshoumaru-his is more liked a speech for the doomed. That was then, this is now. No need to worry about his class until tomorrow.



Half the class was already asleep, and Mr. Myoga still hasn't noticed. He had his back turned, writing on the board and droning about something...dress code? No, it sounded more like classroom rules or something like that.

The best thing about zip up folders is that you can put all kinds of things in there. I have this book called 'Invisible Monsters' by Chuck Palahniuk so I pulled it out. I was halfway through the book already, the story is so bizarre.



In fact, I was so engrossed in my book that I didn't notice the note that fell onto my desk. Nor did I notice the huge paper ball that was coming my way. Not until it collided with my head. It's not your average paper ball either- it was the size of a basketball. I glanced over to my right to see a red-haired boy looking back at me. He motioned for me to look at my own desk. Guess he meant that note. So I opened it and read it. Really sloppy handwriting, but what else could you expect from a guy. At least I can read it.



Kagome,

Remember me? I'll give you a hint: I used to live next door to you five years ago.



I took a second glance at the guy. Messy hair that doesn't looked combed, green eyes, mischievous smile, and a childish face, though more mature than it once was. Now I remember. He was my neighbor who I used to play with all the time when I was little. He had to move away to his Auntie's since his parents died in a car crash. Man I haven't seen him in such a long time, he changed so much. I wrote back.



Is it really you Shippo? I can't believe it, it's been such a long time. You wanna come to my house after school? We can catch up, and you can meet my friend Sango.



I passed the note back to Shippo. He read the note and nodded in consent. I can't wait till school finally ends.



Finally the bell ranged, the starting for everyone to leave as soon as possible. I would be jammed in the doorway with the rest of the class, but I was too excited to care. Me and Shippo just made Chit chat until the crowd of people slowly dispersed. Apparently, Shippo has Mr. Seshoumura third period so we both headed towards the library. Sango was already there, getting her set of books.



With our new sets of books, we went to my brother's middle school to pick up my brother and Sango's brother, Kohaku. If you see a group of people walking down the street, two overly excited boys, two girls and a guy struggling about 50 pounds of books, then you know it is us.

Sota and Kohaku decided to wing it to Sango's house since they know we outnumber them. That means no living room, which means no video games. Smart boys.



When we got to my house, I noticed that my Mom hadn't come home yet. At the front door, I dug through my pockets of my uniform for my keys. Nothing there. Not in my folder either. So that's what I forgot this morning, my keys.



"Wait here a minute, you guys,"I said, rather embarrassed. I went into the backyard, towards the dog door of the house. We don't have a dog, but my cat, Buyo is a rather large cat. With much wiggling and twisting, I managed to squirm my way through the dog door in less than a minute.

I was about to open the front door, when it opened by itself. Mom and I stood there, staring at each other in surprise. Mom spoke first, "Forgot your keys again didn't you?" I nodded numbly as she passed by me, into the house. My friends came in later, laughing at my expense.

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Raizel: OK, I decided to end the chapter there, since my hands hurt a bit. Got any questions, comments or ideas, go ahead and tell me. Like I said before, I'm making this up as I go along.

EKS: So tell me Raizel, how many times have you gone through the dog door of your house?

Raizel: That's none of your business

EKS: That means more than once, right?

Raizel: ....Anyway, I know this story doesn't make sense, since I wrote all this during CAT6 testing and I'm currently delirious.

Eks: You never made sense to begin with

Raizel: That's true. Well until next time, maybe