Only Normal on the Average (it's a working title, it doesn't really have much to do with the story it was the first phase that popped into mind when forced to think of a title)



Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.



*As you might have noticed I sort of jumped into this story head first, eyes closed; really it was because I was so bored yesterday when writing about the antiquity crusades.. I was just kinda poking fun at writing a fanfic but then I actually did it. I'm glad I did cos its good times but I plan on being a more conscientious writer now that I've pulled my plot together a little more, instead of being rushy and random. Thanks to all those who've reviewed...I've never been reviewed before.=]



"Kagome!"

I turned around, greeted by a flushed Sango. I smiled easily and waited for her. I was slightly comforted that she didn't have spare cars to cruse around in either, even though she'd probably would've given me a ride in the mornings, I didn't feel like such a loser knowing I wasn't the single last senior without a car. Anyways, I might have liked walking... just a teensy weensy bit, I was accustomed, it was habit, change wasn't much of a friend. Besides, Sango was great company.



"What happened with your brother?"



We usually tramped to school together but today she wanted to walk her little brother to his. She's an enormously loving and tender big sister, she took the role seriously; which, is surprising considering.. her bad history with men and her all encompassing loathing for the male gender.

I remember when we were around seven and at this cute carnival when some little kid, well he was our age, came around and offered his cotton candy to her and asked to be her boyfriend when she turned on him like he'd run over her dog and spurned him so soundly I thought he'd start crying.

Sure I thought she was nuts sometimes but I guess this was justified, with her father and all but, I'm getting off topic...and spacey again. She had answered but I'd missed it. I asked again and she looked at me weirdly.



"Well, Mom said she'd take him and insisted I go cause his class starts late and refused to have me tardy on the first day." She paused and eyed me curiously.



"Are you ok, Kagome?"



I opted for a small nod as we crossed the gates.



"Liar. You could at least put some effort in not looking like you've committed a mass murder."



I cracked a smile. What was wrong with me? Nothing. Nothing's wrong I convinced myself resolutely.

We checked our schedules. AP physics. AP bio and Home ec. That's what we had together. The rest, English, PE, and Government I was left to fend for myself. The bell rang and I made a bee line for my locker, only to realize the letter I'd received during the summer about how the locker combos had changed and we were assigned new ones. I groaned, change I hated it.



I dug for the little slip with my locker number. Let's see..270, 280, 29..ah... wonderful oversexed couple locked in a passionate embrace..right in front of my locker 292. I sighed.

Then I noticed WHO the couple were. That, Inuyasha guy and um...Kikyo? was it? Or something to that effect. It had to be it their names together sounded overly familiar..great, why did the school's most favorite and popular couple have to be sucking face and doing god knows what else up against MY locker of all the 2000 lockers. I grumbled mentally.

Clearing my throat pointedly I waited.

And waited.

My eyebrow twitched. It was too early for this. I violated their little love bubble and did my best to open my locker like I would under normal circumstances.

They finally noticed me. Probably due to the weird proximity of all three of us. Mr. Hot lips lurched back. Ha. Must've scared him good. While, his significant other calmly moved away staring down at me, which was hard because we were probably about the same height, but the way she stared with cold, cold eyes, you would have thought she was towering 20 feet above me.

Inuyasha scowled.



"What the fuck do you think you're doing you sick pervert."



I blanched. Second time today this overbearing asshole crudely insulted me. Two times within 20 minutes, that's like twice every 10 minutes, I hoped he wasn't making a habit of this. What was WRONG with this guy. Suddenly I felt my whole face heat up. I felt like I was going to explode. I changed colors so fast it was hardly realistic.





A/N: hmm.what do you think? Its no novel but a bit longer than the last two chapters. Comments, criticisms and reviews in any shape and form are all welcome! Terrible??..okay??? ...REVIEW!