Chapter 9
"You all may, and probably do know, the beach trip is coming up soon. By a show of hands, who all is going?" All but one person raised their hand – Sango.
"Sango, you can't go?" Kagome nudged Sango on the shoulder.
"No, my mom said there isn't room in our budget. And there is no way I could possibly earn enough money myself."
"Why don't you ask for a scholarship? They say they'll lower the price halfway, which makes it barely over one hundred dollars! She has to be able afford that."
"I told her that too, and she said she would think about it. In my mom's language, that means no."
"That really sucks! That means everyone is going but you, Yuki, Yuri, and Hojo. Even Miroku's parents said he could go." That meant something – Miroku's parents were known to be very strict. He wasn't aloud out of the house after ten on weekdays, and on weekends, not past eleven.
"Yeah, well, you have to take tons of pictures, okay?"
Kagome laughed, "Okay. I will." She nudged Sango in the ribs; "I'll make sure to get some of Miroku in his bathing suit, too."
**SLAP**
"You'd better." They both laughed. A lot.
***
"Sango, phone's for you! It's your father!"
"I got it up here!" Sango yelled as she grabbed the cordless phone from her bed. "Hey, what's up?"
"Sango, hey, good to hear your voice! Not much here, just calling to check in on my favorite daughter."
"But dad, I'm your only daughter."
"That's beside the point. Hey, so I hear there's this big trip to the beach with school next week, you're going aren't you?"
"No. Mom says there isn't room in our budget."
"Well I guess that means she doesn't know about my big bonus I just got then."
"You got a bonus? That's great! I guess the president really likes you."
"It seems so! Well, let me talk to your mother, and I would start packing your bags because you are going to the beach."
***
"Hey, what bus are you riding in?"
"D, how about you?"
"D! Cool! Oh my god, I can't believe your parents actually let you go. This is perfect! We are going to have so much fun! Just imagine: four days of no school, no responsibility, both our boyfriends, no siblings. Just the sun, the sand, the guys, and us. It can't get much better!" Kagome was almost more excited about Sango going than Sango herself. Well, not quite as excited...
"Everyone please report to their bus. We leave in fifteen minutes." Coach Schnell's voice rang out over the front of the school through the PA system, and was seen walking out the front door of the school a few seconds later. He, Coach Matulich, Mrs. Youngblood, and Mrs. Rice were going on the trip as chaperones.
Kagome squealed, grabbing Sango's arm and pulling her towards the bus. Sango hastily grabbed her carry-on bag and tried not to fall over as her friend dragged her along.
Kagome sat down in the middle of the bus, two seats behind the TV, and Sango sat next to her. Pulling out her CD player, she turned on the radio and closed her eyes, hoping the drive went by fast. But as soon as one of her favorite songs came on and she thought they were starting to move, there was a poke on her shoulder. She opened one eye to see Miroku looking at her.
"Hey, so you got to come after all?"
"Hm?" Sango pulled off her headphones, looking up at Miroku with both eyes open.
"So you got to come after all?" His eyes were sparkling with happiness. She smiled back.
"Yup. Dad convinced mom that it would work, and so her I am!"
Kagome jumped in, "Isn't it great? Were going to have so much fun!"
Sango shrugged as Miroku took the seat behind them. Sango put her headphones back on and laid her head back as the bus started to move. Finally, were moving! Only five more hours till I'm in Galveston. *sigh* Hopefully, this won't be a long, boring ride...
Fifteen seconds later...
The bus came to a screeching halt as the doors opened. Sango flew forward, hitting her head on the back of the seat in front of her. "Ow..." Sango rubbed her head as someone walked down the narrow spaces between the rows of seats.
"Hey guys... almost missed the bus!" Inuyasha slid into the seat next to Miroku as the bus began to move again.
Kagome smiled and turned around, "Hey Inuyasha, what's up?"
"Not much. Woke up late and almost missed the bus. That would have really sucked. Hey Sango, are you okay?" He looked over at Sango, who was still rubbing her head.
"Not sure. I flew forward when the bus stopped and hit my head... I think there's a bump..." She tenderly rubbed over one part of her forehead.
"Dang Sango, there's huge purple mark! Oh my gosh, that looks really bad!" Kagome reached into her huge yellow backpack and pulled out a portable ice pack. "Here, put this on the spot. It should help the swelling go down."
"Shoot, what don't you have in that thing Kagome?" Sango murmured as she held the icepack to her forehead.
"A chicken."
Miroku and Inuyasha thought this was very funny. Sango sighed and with her free hand pulled her headphones back over her ears, the music blaring. And now, I sleep.
Shortly thereafter, someone started massaging her shoulders. It took her a minute, but she finally got it and smiled, leaning her head back and truly relaxing. This might not be bad after all...
***
"Sango. Sango! Wake up!"
"Hm?" Sango rolled her neck and looked out the window. They had stopped moving.
"Bathroom break. You need to go?"
"No."
"Okay, well I do. Skoochies!" Sango sighed and stood up, holding the chair for balance since she wasn't fully awake yet. Kagome got out and Sango sat back down. She turned around and sat on her knees, looking over at Miroku, who was sleeping. She had never seen him sleeping before... he looked pretty gosh darn cute like that. Its kind of weird how he can look so innocent when he sleeps. Its almost as if that small hint of a perv that he still has in him completely disappears...
Miroku had his knees tucked under his chin and arms around his legs, keeping them in their position, and his head fell slightly to the right, causing the bush-like part of his bangs to fall into his eyes. Too, too cute.
Miroku opened an eye, but didn't move beside that. He looked up and saw Sango looking down at him. Apparently, she didn't know he was awake yet. She looked tired. Her eyes were half open, and she looked a little flushed. A few of the hairs had come out of her ponytail, falling towards her face to frame it perfectly. She was really staring at him. But he didn't mind...he took it as a compliment.
She didn't stop looking at him until Kagome came back from the bathroom, and she had to get up to let her in. Miroku took the chance to itch his itching nose. He had to get up as well to let Inuyasha in. The bus started to move and he was soon asleep again. It was, after all, only seven in the morning, and he had had a late night last night.
***
As they pulled up to the East Islander Hotel, Sango was shaken awake my Kagome, "Were here! Were here! Sango, get up! Were here!" Behind her, she could hear Miroku getting woken up as well. Sango looked out the window and was awe-struck. The beach was awesome; someone was parasailing with a bright green kite. That would be so much fun – to be riding along on a wake board, being carried by a huge kite... I have to remember to do that at least once.
"Sango, look! That guy's parasailing! Oh, that looks like so much fun! Inuyasha, Miroku, look!" Sango rolled her eyes and laughed at her over- hyper friend. She heard 'oooh'ing and 'ahh'ing behind her of Inuyasha and Miroku.
"That looks like fun, what do you think?" Miroku said. Sango looked back at him. He had stuck his head between Kagome and her chairs.
"Awesome. I am definitely planning on doing that." Sango smiled. Miroku resumed his position behind her as the bus came to a stop.
"Can I have everyone's attention please?" Coach Matulich stood up, clearly having trouble being heard. Mrs. Youngblood whistled. That shut everyone up. "Okay, boys, you all are going to unload the bags for the ladies. Ladies, you stay on the bus and look around; make sure there isn't anything on the floor like trash or food. Okay? Boys, you can get off now."
There was a general movement towards the front as half the bus got off and started unloading bags big and small, heavy and light.
"You all may, and probably do know, the beach trip is coming up soon. By a show of hands, who all is going?" All but one person raised their hand – Sango.
"Sango, you can't go?" Kagome nudged Sango on the shoulder.
"No, my mom said there isn't room in our budget. And there is no way I could possibly earn enough money myself."
"Why don't you ask for a scholarship? They say they'll lower the price halfway, which makes it barely over one hundred dollars! She has to be able afford that."
"I told her that too, and she said she would think about it. In my mom's language, that means no."
"That really sucks! That means everyone is going but you, Yuki, Yuri, and Hojo. Even Miroku's parents said he could go." That meant something – Miroku's parents were known to be very strict. He wasn't aloud out of the house after ten on weekdays, and on weekends, not past eleven.
"Yeah, well, you have to take tons of pictures, okay?"
Kagome laughed, "Okay. I will." She nudged Sango in the ribs; "I'll make sure to get some of Miroku in his bathing suit, too."
**SLAP**
"You'd better." They both laughed. A lot.
***
"Sango, phone's for you! It's your father!"
"I got it up here!" Sango yelled as she grabbed the cordless phone from her bed. "Hey, what's up?"
"Sango, hey, good to hear your voice! Not much here, just calling to check in on my favorite daughter."
"But dad, I'm your only daughter."
"That's beside the point. Hey, so I hear there's this big trip to the beach with school next week, you're going aren't you?"
"No. Mom says there isn't room in our budget."
"Well I guess that means she doesn't know about my big bonus I just got then."
"You got a bonus? That's great! I guess the president really likes you."
"It seems so! Well, let me talk to your mother, and I would start packing your bags because you are going to the beach."
***
"Hey, what bus are you riding in?"
"D, how about you?"
"D! Cool! Oh my god, I can't believe your parents actually let you go. This is perfect! We are going to have so much fun! Just imagine: four days of no school, no responsibility, both our boyfriends, no siblings. Just the sun, the sand, the guys, and us. It can't get much better!" Kagome was almost more excited about Sango going than Sango herself. Well, not quite as excited...
"Everyone please report to their bus. We leave in fifteen minutes." Coach Schnell's voice rang out over the front of the school through the PA system, and was seen walking out the front door of the school a few seconds later. He, Coach Matulich, Mrs. Youngblood, and Mrs. Rice were going on the trip as chaperones.
Kagome squealed, grabbing Sango's arm and pulling her towards the bus. Sango hastily grabbed her carry-on bag and tried not to fall over as her friend dragged her along.
Kagome sat down in the middle of the bus, two seats behind the TV, and Sango sat next to her. Pulling out her CD player, she turned on the radio and closed her eyes, hoping the drive went by fast. But as soon as one of her favorite songs came on and she thought they were starting to move, there was a poke on her shoulder. She opened one eye to see Miroku looking at her.
"Hey, so you got to come after all?"
"Hm?" Sango pulled off her headphones, looking up at Miroku with both eyes open.
"So you got to come after all?" His eyes were sparkling with happiness. She smiled back.
"Yup. Dad convinced mom that it would work, and so her I am!"
Kagome jumped in, "Isn't it great? Were going to have so much fun!"
Sango shrugged as Miroku took the seat behind them. Sango put her headphones back on and laid her head back as the bus started to move. Finally, were moving! Only five more hours till I'm in Galveston. *sigh* Hopefully, this won't be a long, boring ride...
Fifteen seconds later...
The bus came to a screeching halt as the doors opened. Sango flew forward, hitting her head on the back of the seat in front of her. "Ow..." Sango rubbed her head as someone walked down the narrow spaces between the rows of seats.
"Hey guys... almost missed the bus!" Inuyasha slid into the seat next to Miroku as the bus began to move again.
Kagome smiled and turned around, "Hey Inuyasha, what's up?"
"Not much. Woke up late and almost missed the bus. That would have really sucked. Hey Sango, are you okay?" He looked over at Sango, who was still rubbing her head.
"Not sure. I flew forward when the bus stopped and hit my head... I think there's a bump..." She tenderly rubbed over one part of her forehead.
"Dang Sango, there's huge purple mark! Oh my gosh, that looks really bad!" Kagome reached into her huge yellow backpack and pulled out a portable ice pack. "Here, put this on the spot. It should help the swelling go down."
"Shoot, what don't you have in that thing Kagome?" Sango murmured as she held the icepack to her forehead.
"A chicken."
Miroku and Inuyasha thought this was very funny. Sango sighed and with her free hand pulled her headphones back over her ears, the music blaring. And now, I sleep.
Shortly thereafter, someone started massaging her shoulders. It took her a minute, but she finally got it and smiled, leaning her head back and truly relaxing. This might not be bad after all...
***
"Sango. Sango! Wake up!"
"Hm?" Sango rolled her neck and looked out the window. They had stopped moving.
"Bathroom break. You need to go?"
"No."
"Okay, well I do. Skoochies!" Sango sighed and stood up, holding the chair for balance since she wasn't fully awake yet. Kagome got out and Sango sat back down. She turned around and sat on her knees, looking over at Miroku, who was sleeping. She had never seen him sleeping before... he looked pretty gosh darn cute like that. Its kind of weird how he can look so innocent when he sleeps. Its almost as if that small hint of a perv that he still has in him completely disappears...
Miroku had his knees tucked under his chin and arms around his legs, keeping them in their position, and his head fell slightly to the right, causing the bush-like part of his bangs to fall into his eyes. Too, too cute.
Miroku opened an eye, but didn't move beside that. He looked up and saw Sango looking down at him. Apparently, she didn't know he was awake yet. She looked tired. Her eyes were half open, and she looked a little flushed. A few of the hairs had come out of her ponytail, falling towards her face to frame it perfectly. She was really staring at him. But he didn't mind...he took it as a compliment.
She didn't stop looking at him until Kagome came back from the bathroom, and she had to get up to let her in. Miroku took the chance to itch his itching nose. He had to get up as well to let Inuyasha in. The bus started to move and he was soon asleep again. It was, after all, only seven in the morning, and he had had a late night last night.
***
As they pulled up to the East Islander Hotel, Sango was shaken awake my Kagome, "Were here! Were here! Sango, get up! Were here!" Behind her, she could hear Miroku getting woken up as well. Sango looked out the window and was awe-struck. The beach was awesome; someone was parasailing with a bright green kite. That would be so much fun – to be riding along on a wake board, being carried by a huge kite... I have to remember to do that at least once.
"Sango, look! That guy's parasailing! Oh, that looks like so much fun! Inuyasha, Miroku, look!" Sango rolled her eyes and laughed at her over- hyper friend. She heard 'oooh'ing and 'ahh'ing behind her of Inuyasha and Miroku.
"That looks like fun, what do you think?" Miroku said. Sango looked back at him. He had stuck his head between Kagome and her chairs.
"Awesome. I am definitely planning on doing that." Sango smiled. Miroku resumed his position behind her as the bus came to a stop.
"Can I have everyone's attention please?" Coach Matulich stood up, clearly having trouble being heard. Mrs. Youngblood whistled. That shut everyone up. "Okay, boys, you all are going to unload the bags for the ladies. Ladies, you stay on the bus and look around; make sure there isn't anything on the floor like trash or food. Okay? Boys, you can get off now."
There was a general movement towards the front as half the bus got off and started unloading bags big and small, heavy and light.