Disclaimer: If I owned Inu Yasha, I wouldn't be writing this story, now would I? Thank god I do not own the teletubbies....
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Chapter 5: Let's go desk huntin!
"Kagome! Wake up Kagome!" My temporary alarm clock was yelling, while bouncing on my bed for the past couple of minutes. Sota is just way to cheerful at seven O'clock in the morning. Note to self: Buy a new alarm clock.
"Five more minutes." I managed to grumble.
"That's what you said five minutes ago." I wonder what will happen first, I finally getting up, or my bed collapsing from the abuse Sota was giving it.
"Ok, ok, I'm up already. Now get off my bed!" Looks like my bed is going to live for another day. Somehow, I managed to get my hyper little brother out of the room and get dressed within ten minutes. Whohoo! I broke a new record today.
T.V. is evil sometimes. Occasionally people will forget what they are doing to gape at some stupid program on the T.V. You sit or stand there, gazing at the screen, regardless of what images, with no coherent thoughts in your head- it's an advanced form of spacing out. Apparently, it decided to use it's evil lure on me this morning. Try as I might, I still succumb to the powers of the T.V. It took my Mom twenty minutes to pry me from the screen and shove me out the door. The slamming of the door woke me from my reverie and I realize I was running late. Stupid, evil T.V.!!
I barely made it to the campus when the first bell ranged. Without bothering to revel in my good luck, I instantly ran to my home room. Everyone was already seated, so I went over to my own- wait! Where's my desk?! I just stared dumbly at the empty space before me, as if my desk will magically appear an second now.
"You have until the end of this period to find and bring your desk back into this class room." Mr. Sesshoumaru said, quite coldly. I think he's plotting ways to torture me. "If you fail to do so, then you shall endure detention for the rest of the year."
Can teachers really do that? It's only the third day of the school year, and I already have the threat of a ruined school year hanging over my head. If it can or cannot happen, I won't stick around to find out- I got a desk to find!
If I were a desk, where would I hide? That's a corny question, but I have every right to be stupid right now. After all, I have a good excuse to be out of class.
The most reasonable explanation for where my missing desk would be that it was somewhere close to where it originated. So maybe I'll find my desk in a nearby hallway. I hope.
I searched high and low through all the hallways, but with no luck at all. I went through the cafeteria, some of the empty class rooms, and even the janitors closet. For fun. By the time first period was over, I still hadn't found my desk.
I would have instantly gone to my second class, but I couldn't because I left my stuff at first. Looks like I have to face my teacher from hell again.
Huh? This doesn't make any sense. There's my desk, sitting there like it hadn't even been missing. Mr. Sesshoumaru didn't notice me, he was at his desk, working on some paperwork. I guess this means he won't give me detention. This is definitely some weird joke. Inu Yasha must have set this up.
The rest of the day went of as if nothing happened. I did find out some pretty interesting things though. To my dismay, Inu Yasha is in my fifth period, P.E. He also happens to be friends with Hiten and Naraku. Bummer. Great, not only do I have to endure those cocky remarks of his for three periods, but I also have to deal with him out of school as well.
My day went from bad to good, when I walked home with Sango, Shippo, and, Hiten. Then it went from good to really bad, when Inu Yasha and Miroku decided to join us.
"Hey everyone," Miroku said. "Wanna go hang out at my house for a bit? I have to warn you though, it's a pig sty." That fake-innocent grin was plastered on his face, probably wanted to make a move on Sango again.
"Your house is clean compared to mine." Hiten said. "Besides, I still need to kick your ass on Smash Bros., Miroku." Oh great, male bonding.
"Cool. I wanna come." Shippo said.
"I'll go, if Kagome goes." Sango said, everyone turning to hear my answer.
"Sorry everyone, I need to get home. I got some chores and a load of homework to do." Sango glared at me as if I betrayed her, and I only shrugged. Well, it's sort of true I don't want to hang out with a bunch of boys, but I have more important things to do. Like revengs...
"I guess that means I won't be coming over. Maybe some other time, you guys." Sango gave a depressing sigh. Damn it Sango, don't give me the guilt trip right now. You see, I'm sort of a tomboy when it comes to sports, and Sango is one when it comes to video games. We just don't happen to agree on those two particular subjects. In P.E. at our old school, I would be playing all the sports, while Sango would be with the other girls gossiping or talking about boys. Sometimes when I spend the night, Sango would be playing video games for hours on end, completely forgetting that I even exist. Very weird, but it works out somehow for us.
So we all departed ways, and I immediately headed home. Mom wasn't home yet, and neither was Sota, so that means I still have some time. Digging through the cabinets, I found exactly what I needed. With glee, I set off to work.
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Raizel: Aren't I just evil, making this chapter so short?
EKS: So what do you plan to do next?
Raizel: Well, I'm not telling!
EKS: You really need to get a life
Raizel: I'll ignore that. Anyway, please review because I don't know how bad my writing is
EKS: What she means is that she is desperate to know what people think of her writing.
Raizel: I'll ignore that too. Well, I'll see you all later. Maybe.
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