3:Old scars, and new revelations.
Krystal walked into the locker room, grumbling. She hated Physical Education, aka P.E. or gym. She hated it with a vehement ire she normally reserved for people who burned books and people who were cruel to helpless animals. The reasons were two fold. One, gym class meant physical exertion, and two, it meant getting dressed out in a room full of strangers, and exposing her scars. The only good thing was that it was her last class of the day. She had arrived early, and her plan to change before anyone else entered seemed to be going well. However, a strangled gasp from the direction of the doorway as she pulled on her shirt informed her that she hadn't been fast enough. Now fully clothed, she turned to find Kagome passed out in the entryway. She poked her head in the hall and intercepted another girl who was running early.
"Excuse me, could you please get the nurse? Kagome seems to have passed out." The girl nodded, and dashed off.
In record time, the girl and the nurse returned, carrying a stretcher. The three of them loaded the unconscious girl on to it, and carried her to the clinic. After Kagome was safely in one of the beds and her mother notified, the girl Krystal had enlisted, whose name turned out to be Makoto, returned to her class, but Krystal asked if she could sit with Kagome for a while, so she would 'have a familiar face around when she awakens' the nurse, knowing neither girl well enough to know that the acquaintance had lasted only a couple hours, had allowed it. Thus, Krystal spent the second most pleasant Gym period of her life, sitting by Kagome's bedside, alternately reading and looking properly worried. (The most pleasant gym period of her life had been when the substitute had brought in Dance Dance Revolution, the one form of exercise Krystal actually liked, in 8th grade.) Finally, about five minutes before the bell rang, Kagome's eyelids fluttered open.
"Sango… What happened… Why are you wearing glasses?" She blinked a couple more times. "Oh, sorry Krystal. Did I faint?"
"Yeah. Pretty ugly scars, eh?"
"No, not really. It's just, well, you know how I said you remind me of someone? Well, we were on a camping trip, kind of, and we were bathing in the river. She had…has scars exactly the same as yours. If you don't mind me asking, how'd you get them?"
"A car wreck, couple years ago. My mom and my brother were killed, my dad and I got out, but we both got pretty badly cut up…one piece of glass wedged into my back really deeply. Took a couple hours for them to figure out how to get it out with out causing more damage…that caused the worst scar…I'm sorry, you didn't want to hear all the details…Umm, you okay now?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Your mom's on her way over, and the bell should be ringing any sec…"
"RRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!!!"
"…ond. Do you still want to meet at your house?"
"Yeah, 5, just as we planned. I'm sorry you missed P.E."
"I'm not. I loathe it."
Kagome laughed, "Well, I'm glad to be of service, then. See you." For the next few minutes, she was occupied reassuring her mother, who'd just come in, that she was okay, and Krystal took the opportunity to slip away and go change out of her gym uniform.
A/N I was planning on making this chapter longer, but this seems like a good place to stop. Sorry to all Kagome fans about the dramatic swoon, but it gave them an opportunity to talk that was necessary to the plot.