Goin' Under
Chapter One*~
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Kagome's eyes fluttered open as a screeching beeping blared in her ears. Rolling over to smack the alarm clock on her bedside table she tumbled unceremoniously to the floor. Standing up she pulled the covers tangled in her limbs with her. Flailing her arms the comforter fell to the floor and Kagome walked slouchy to her dresser.
Taking out her outfit for today she walked into her little walk-in closet. She came out a couple minutes later sporting a dark red tube with black netting over her stomach. It was held up with two black-leather grommet (holes with metal on the side) straps. A black band stretched from her right wrist to her elbow studded at the wrist. Thin studded bands silver, black, red, and brown bracelets, and chains decorated her left wrist.
The silver chain around her neck bore a black and blue marble. Kagome then pulled on a pair of green cargo capris and laced a black grommet belt through the belt loops.
Strolling down the hallway, barefoot, Kagome entered the white tiled upstairs bathroom. She used a washcloth to clean her face, then applied black eye shadow and red eyeliner. Her dark green bangs framed her face ending perfectly at her chin. The Red tips of her shoulder-length hair rested at her collarbone contrasting with her light skin.
Running into the kitchen she stole an apple from the fruit basket on the counter. "I'm going to school."
The bustling around above her head continued and no reply was heard. "Whatever." She took a large bite out of the green apple as she slung her black bookbag over her shoulder and slipped into her wicker-black-trimmed thong flip-flops then pulled on a navy hooded jacket.
I wonder if any of the cheery Misatu's will be with me at school. Kagome thought as she waltzed carelessly down the busy sidewalk. 'Cause if the kids are like their mom, I don't think I could handle them. A giggle escaped her lips as she recalled last night's events. "Oh well," her voice was lost to the roaring cars passing by.
"Wonder what kind of crappy school I'm stuck in this time." She turned up a long street that lead to a large white and brick building with platinum- looking letters spelling out 'Hikaider High School' just above the double doors.
"Here goes nothing she thought
"Yo, Inu! What's up?" Miroku slammed back against a locker next to his friends.
"Miroku," Inuyasha cocked an eyebrow as he eyed his black-haired friend. "Last time you slammed into Sango's locker, your head was stuck in a girls' toilet for six and a half hours."
Miroku then eased off the locker. "Yep," Inuyasha chuckled. "You dented it good."
Miroku panicked and ran dangerously down the hall. "Tch." Inuyasha slid his textbook and binder into his arms. He had started down the hall when everything went quiet and all heads turned to his left. He followed the others' gaze and spotted the girl from last night. She was waking casually down the hall amidst whispers and stares.
He watched as she retrieved her books and entered his homeroom, only to emerge seconds later with earphones and a CD player. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Inuyasha deposited his books on an empty desk in the back of the room (opposite to where Kagome was).
He then slouched into his seat and started to read his Cowboy Bebop manga. Slowly the room filled with chatting teens.
Chapter One*~
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Kagome's eyes fluttered open as a screeching beeping blared in her ears. Rolling over to smack the alarm clock on her bedside table she tumbled unceremoniously to the floor. Standing up she pulled the covers tangled in her limbs with her. Flailing her arms the comforter fell to the floor and Kagome walked slouchy to her dresser.
Taking out her outfit for today she walked into her little walk-in closet. She came out a couple minutes later sporting a dark red tube with black netting over her stomach. It was held up with two black-leather grommet (holes with metal on the side) straps. A black band stretched from her right wrist to her elbow studded at the wrist. Thin studded bands silver, black, red, and brown bracelets, and chains decorated her left wrist.
The silver chain around her neck bore a black and blue marble. Kagome then pulled on a pair of green cargo capris and laced a black grommet belt through the belt loops.
Strolling down the hallway, barefoot, Kagome entered the white tiled upstairs bathroom. She used a washcloth to clean her face, then applied black eye shadow and red eyeliner. Her dark green bangs framed her face ending perfectly at her chin. The Red tips of her shoulder-length hair rested at her collarbone contrasting with her light skin.
Running into the kitchen she stole an apple from the fruit basket on the counter. "I'm going to school."
The bustling around above her head continued and no reply was heard. "Whatever." She took a large bite out of the green apple as she slung her black bookbag over her shoulder and slipped into her wicker-black-trimmed thong flip-flops then pulled on a navy hooded jacket.
I wonder if any of the cheery Misatu's will be with me at school. Kagome thought as she waltzed carelessly down the busy sidewalk. 'Cause if the kids are like their mom, I don't think I could handle them. A giggle escaped her lips as she recalled last night's events. "Oh well," her voice was lost to the roaring cars passing by.
"Wonder what kind of crappy school I'm stuck in this time." She turned up a long street that lead to a large white and brick building with platinum- looking letters spelling out 'Hikaider High School' just above the double doors.
"Here goes nothing she thought
"Yo, Inu! What's up?" Miroku slammed back against a locker next to his friends.
"Miroku," Inuyasha cocked an eyebrow as he eyed his black-haired friend. "Last time you slammed into Sango's locker, your head was stuck in a girls' toilet for six and a half hours."
Miroku then eased off the locker. "Yep," Inuyasha chuckled. "You dented it good."
Miroku panicked and ran dangerously down the hall. "Tch." Inuyasha slid his textbook and binder into his arms. He had started down the hall when everything went quiet and all heads turned to his left. He followed the others' gaze and spotted the girl from last night. She was waking casually down the hall amidst whispers and stares.
He watched as she retrieved her books and entered his homeroom, only to emerge seconds later with earphones and a CD player. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Inuyasha deposited his books on an empty desk in the back of the room (opposite to where Kagome was).
He then slouched into his seat and started to read his Cowboy Bebop manga. Slowly the room filled with chatting teens.