Kagome laid stretch out on the comfort of her bed after a hard day at school. Tests, lectures, tests, detention, tests. Those were the only things that stayed in her head as she began dozing off to sleep in the afternoon sun rays that shone through the clearness of the window. She opened her eyes again and squinted at the hot pink wallpaper, groaning. "I need at new wall color. . ."

Suddenly the phone rang. She rolled over to the edge of the bed and reached towards the coffee-colored dresser. "Yeah?"

From the vociferous yell, she could tell it was her mother.

"Kagome, how many times do I have to tell you not to answer the phone like that?"

"Too many times to count mom," Kagome replied with a sigh.

"Exactly," she said, calming her voice. "I called to say that I'll be coming home late and Sota will be spending the night over his friend's house."

"When is grandpa coming back home from vacation?"

She heard her mother sigh. Usually when she sighed, it always meant something wasn't going the way she planned. Such as the time when the family was supposed to have a night out in town and eat at a fancy restaurant. Kagome didn't like spending time with the family as much as she did when she was younger. So she lied and played sick. Sota copied his big sister and decided to get out of the family date by asking to go over his friend's house and started to pout until his mother gave in. Kagome's mother didn't want to be left alone with grandpa since he always embarrasses them when he drank too much.

"I don't know," she heard her mother say. "He said he's having a wonderful time in Tokyo so he'll be there some time. At least until he runs out of money and needs more for a plane ticket home. . ."

A beep came over the phone.

"Someone is on the other line," said Kagome. She pressed one of the buttons. "Higurashi residence."

It was Sango. "Don't answer the phone like that Kagome. You sound like your mother."

"Say that to my mother then," she muttered.

"Are you busy tonight?"

"No. What's up?"

"Miroku and I are going out to the restaurant, French Kisses, later on."

Kagome rolled her eyes. "And you want me to come, right?"

"You got it," Sango replied. "I've got a date for you also."

"You what?" asked Kagome, raising her voice as high pitched as a mouse.

"You don't have to thank me. He's really nice and extremely cute. I told him all about you and he seemed very interested."

She didn't want to thank her in the way Sango was thinking. She wanted to wrap her hands around her neck and strangle her. "Oh God. . ." Sango knew about Kagome and closing herself off from dating because of a boy from school who broke her heart and she went into a state of depression for nearly a month. She wanted her best friend to bounce back from that so she began finding different boys for Kagome. Countless times she failed but that just made her even more determined to find someone for her.

"Come on," Sango said. "I know I've messed up a lot of times, but I found a guy who I think is the one. Please. This is the last time."

She sounded more like an innocent child rather than a 15 year old. Kagome let out a deep sigh. "Okay. I'll go see this person. If he turns out to be a total jerk like the rest of your guys, you will never find someone else for me. I mean it this time." She always had a hard time turning Sango down for anything, but there were times where she needed to draw the line.

"Promise," she said.

Kagome suddenly gasped. "Oh no!."

"What's wrong?"

"I forgot my mom was on the other line. She's going to kill me."

Sango giggled. "I'll let you get back to her then. Be ready by 7:00, okay?"

"Yeah yeah yeah. . ." She ended the conversation with her and turned her focus back to the other line. "Mom? Are you still here?" No answer. Kagome sighed as she placed the phone on the hook. Looking over at the clock, she saw that it was 2:30. She decided to get some sleep in then get dressed. It would be rude but more embarrassing if she went to sleep while her date as talking.