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     Dirty Sneakers

            Chapter 2: Meeting The Boys: Art Class Crass

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Kagome and Sango visited their lockers and crammed all their books and stuff inside and taking out the next round of stuff for the next class.


They shoved through the halls until Sango spotted a familiar white haired boy with the cutest doggie ears a man could, and would, ever have.


        She jabbed Kagome lightly in the ribs until she got her attention. "Hey, Kag-chan." Sango said mischievously. "There's your hullabaloo. Give the guy a good ole' fashion greeting!"


        Kagome looked over to where her best friend pointed and grinned. She stalked to his direction with Sango tailing close by, looking like something was going to jump out at her from a locker, or door any minute.


When Kagome finally managed to shove through a raging sea of kids she stopped short right behind him until he turned around.


"Hey," Kagome said innocently. "I never noticed that beauty mark on your neck..."


Consciously the boy felt his neck wondering what the hell in the 7 Hells what the girl talking about. "Uhh, Kag..What beauty mark?" He said nervously.


"That one!" she swiftly pounced on the man with her legs wrapping around his waist and putting her head on his shoulder. The poor man consciously held her legs steadily so she wouldn't fall off.


Sango still looked uncomfortable, but that feeling went out the window when she saw what position her friends were in.


        "Good Morning to you too, Kag!"

        "A lovely one at that, InuYasha!"


Sango laughed as she saw Kagome playfully kiss InuYasha allover his face and neck avoiding the lips purposely, while InuYasha stood there laughing and turning crimson at the same time.


Suddenly some rap music started to play and a man stepped behind Sango and firmly wrapped his strong arms around her torso dangerously close to her chest. Her eye was now dangerously twitching too at that movement.


"I like the way you do that right thurr,

        Swish your hips when you walk, let down your hurr,

        I like the what you do that right thurr,

        wet your lips when you talk, that make me slurr..."


A small crowed stepped around the singing hentai and his 'touching-bag' as some liked to call it. Sango took no heed as the kids started to back away sloooowly.



       *BAM*


       *CRASH*



       *SNAP!*



"Ow! Sango my Skittle, That was my ARM!!"


"Eat me, Miroku."



"Where? When?!"


*SNAP*


*CRACKLE*


*POP*


...Wake up call to the world....


Kagome finally got off InuYasha and silently kicked Miroku in his side stiffly, making him grunt.


"Dumbass."


The four-some (not that four-some, ya..aw, nevermind) have been friends since their pre-school years. Which, to our gang, has been since first grade. Since it was now the smack down between the 3rd and last quarter of the school year, of their 9th grade year, they were pretty hyped. Back in their 'pre-school' years everything was great.


They first met Miroku and InuYasha shoplifting from a local manga store, Kagome and Sango just happened to recognize them as the other outcasts of their class and helped them get away with the stolen goods. They still make routes to different stores every other weekend.


The four hung out places, and have been pretty good friends to one another ever since. Hangin' at one another's houses, listening to music, cutting class, going places. You could have sworn this group was family. But at the same time, know they aren't. If ever one were in trouble the other 3 would take it from there. Nothing could separate them.


Kagome blinked suddenly remembering something.


"Hey, Yash, how come you weren't in first class today?"


Sango turned to the perv who was still on the floor. "Yeah, where were you guys?"


InuYasha leaned up against his locker sighing an almost inaudible sigh. Almost.


"Okay, what was that?" Kagome folded her arms gruffly across her chest.


InuYasha blinked in confusion. "Whaaa?"


"You sighed."


"Did not."


"Yes you did, I heard you!"



"No, I DIDN'T!"



"Actually, I heard it too, Yash."


"Shut 'ur cave Miroku, I didn't sigh!!"



"Migraine.. migraine..."



"Sorry, Sango my pumpkin-cakes."


"If you want to keep that hand, I suggest you back it away from my ass."



"But Sango-kins! You very well know that my hand has a mind of it's own, and I for one, am not Mrs. Cleo..."



*SLAP!*



"Well then I suggest you court her, and keep away from me!"



"Oh shit! Look at the time! We're almost 3 minutes late for class!"



"Dammit, you're right Kag-chan! C'mon we gotsta hurry, we got Art next!"



"Yeeeeeeeesss!!"



"Feh!"


"You're telling me about what you're all sighy and crap at lunch or I'll give you something to Feh about!"


"Well lets get a move on."


And off they ran to the next story of the building to Art Class, tripping each other on the way to get in first.


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In Art class they all sat down at some abandoned tables. They were all in the same class because InuYasha blackmailed the Secretary Aoshi to change the schedule. Why? Oh.. If our stubborn little action figure didn't get his way, then everyone would be hearing the little tape recording of her and the American-transfer janitor, Mr. Steve. Can't go wrong with that, now can you?



Kagome sat down in a squeaky chair next to Sango, Miroku sat next to her, and InuYasha sat next to Kagome in the seat to her right. The class was starting to gossip about a new exchanged student that was said to be coming in today.


"Do you think it's true?" Kagome said aloud to no one imparticular. "Of course it is Kagome-sama, I saw her this morning when I was in the office." Miroku replied. "She looked pretty down-drafted."


"That's not a word Miroku, you should stop skipping English all the time. It's rubbing off on you!" Sango twitched for the millionth time that morning when she felt a hand go on her upper chest.

       "Oh Sango my little grape of the vine, you DO care!" Miroku smirked, but stopped short when a fist connected with his eye.

       "Asswipe.."


Suddenly the door slammed open revealing another tardy fool. I mean, bright student. It was a girl who looked fairly skinny like Sango but had short, ruffled sky blue hair with black square glasses in some rainbow clothes. Not preppy rainbow clothes, but 70's type. With the black combat boots and all.


The girl walked up to the teacher and her first words were, "Take it- -JIZZ-JIZZTRAP!" Everyone's head jerked up at her statement but went back to what they were doing knowing it was only,


"Crayon, why don't you take a seat?" The sensei spoke softly and waved her hand in the direction of the empty seat in front of Kagome.


"Thanks-WHORE!!...sorry." Crayon went the directed seat and sat down. "Yo DILLHOLES."


"Hello to you too, Crayon." casually replied the table.

         For they all knew the dangers of Tourette Syndrome. Crayon slipped on her Discman playing Def Jam as a distraction to not talk anymore then she needed to.


No one ever knew why Crayon even went to school. She wasn't allowed. Near schools, churchs, temples, holy grounds, playgrounds, nowhere near those. Everyone figured Crayon had ADD and just didn't listen anyways. She was good in school and had very few friends. Not like she cared, she had her Tourette Syndrome. The world makes sense again.


Soon the sensei had everyone making pots with little pieces of glass (and some smartasses pretending to have a deadly disease after getting cut by them and getting afterschool detention) and making them clean up after the project had been completed. Basically Crayon, Sango and Kagome were the ones who enjoyed art the most, so they were happy through the whole project.


The bell rang reminding everyone soon the next class would start. Almost the whole class was groaning while some were parading around on sugar highs, and the left the classroom in a flurry.


But not our four people, nope. They took their sweet time. And so did someone else.


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THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED! I WILL HOPE TO PERSONALLY REVIEW THEM NOW! Whoops, forgot to lower the keys..... ^-^ Thank you!


I hope this chapter was long enough, and I'm SO sorry it took awhile to update! You know what my problem was?


How to spell tourette syndrome. =_=



I thought it was Turret, but then I looked it up and said powerful fort. POWERFUL FORT DISEASE? Where had my mind gone?!



I made a mistake. BIG mistake..........I saw InuYasha Movie #2 screenshots.....


It was a mistake! I didn't wanna see them.  Now that I know it's so close to the end, it's starting to make me like InuYasha less, I'm so stupid. *el sob* I didn't even see most of the InuYasha episodes, I'm on DVD #10 for the love of God!

        Lemme just tell you, kiddies, DON'T GIVE INTO PEER PRESSURE. Kick them in the nards and walk awaaaay.

        Well.


My ear ache is getting better. HOORAY! The 9$ pills actually help. They better.. They were nine damn dollars for one pink little pill. I got 6 pills. Yay.. math... Christ. 3 CHEERS FOR INSURANCE!!


HIP-HIP-HOOORAAY!!


HIP-HIP-HOORAY!!


HIP-HIP-HOORAAAAAAYY!!!!!


So my little fiesta is over. More characters will be arriving in the next chapter, and the next chapter after that! Be on the look out for more waff and all that good stuff. REVIEW TOO.

        P.S. I don't own Chingy as so used in this chapter. For he owns himself.


Love ya,

Hirari the 9th Goddess Of Maple Syrup