2032 I.A.

- Meeko Melodie

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Meeko: People! Hi! Sadly, no body seemed to be reading my crap. Maybe it was because no body saw The Day After Tomorrow? [sigh] Anyhow, I'll continue with my story. Inuyasha and DAT do not belong to me, not now, not ever!

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Chapter 2: Leaving for Good, or for Worst? Part 2

STILL YEAR 2032 I.A.

Kagome's POV

"Have you packed your things yet, Kagome?" my mom's voice was yelling downstairs. I was just chatting on line with some friends on my computer at the moment, while eating some cookies. Chocolate chip ones to be precise.

I ignored my mother's voice and continued to type on the keyboard. But sooner than I had expected, I heard her footsteps walking up towards my room. Quickly hiding the plate of cookies on the bookshelf on the side of my room so she couldn't possibly see it, I returned to my computer as soon as she knocked on my door.

"Yes?" I called out.

"Kagome, have you packed your things yet? We're leaving in a week," my mother said to me in total paranoid. I sighed.

"No, mom," I replied casually and turned my chair to face my mother, ready to face the music.

Yes, Mrs. Higurashi was about to have enough of her daughter's complaints. Enough was enough.

"Kagome Higurashi," she literally growled, "you get off that computer right now and start packing or we'll just leave without your things!" She dumped the cardboard boxes into my room and marched out.

Before I could even turn back to my computer, my mother appeared at the door again.

"And get that plate of cookies out of the room," she said to me, irritated. I just love irritating my mother.

Turning back towards my all-too-messy desk, I picked up the wireless phone, flung myself onto the bed beside the desk and started dialing my best friend, Laura Chapman's, number.

"Hello?" a voice answered the phone, Mrs. Chapman.

"Hi, may I please speak to Laura?" I asked politely, laying my back on the soft bed.

"One moment please," she replied and I could hear her yelling to Laura to get the phone. I chuckled.

"Hello?" it was Laura's voice.

"Laura," she didn't sound like she was concentrating. Don't ask me why but I could always tell if someone was paying attention, even if we're talking on the phone.

"Hey, Kagome, what's up?" she asked simply.

I just couldn't stand it anymore. I had to tell her and I had to tell her now, and so I did.

" Oh my gosh, Laura, I have to go back to Japan with my mom and grandpa for the rest of my secondary school years and I'm not coming back ever, what am I going to do?" I said all that in one breathe and believe me, it was hard. I started to clutch my bed sheet.

I was breathless and I could just imagine Laura having difficulty in trying to hear what I had said in the last twenty seconds.

"Breath, girl, breath," she chanted and I followed suit. I really needed that; I always get so hyper when I was nervous and this was certainly one of those times.

"Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, there you go. Now that you've actually calm down, we can talk about this," Laura tried to comfort me.

"Ok," I sighed, "my mom's trying to make me go back to Japan with her next week." There. I said it. Big deal.

"Well," Laura replied slowly, I thought she was trying to think, "What can you do? I mean, you'd had to go if your mom makes you." I hated to admit it, but she definitely got a point there. I groaned.

"How about this," she started to suggest, "starve yourself and refuse to eat anything unless your mom changes her mind."

I wanted to reply, "Yea, Laura, great plan. What if my mother still makes me move even if I turned into a pile of skeletons?" But at that moment, I didn't have a chance to answer because Mrs. Chapman was telling, or rather yelling, Laura something.

After a moment, "Look, Kagome," she said remorsefully, "I really got to go see the 'guy' as my mom put it in her most emphasized manner." I didn't say anything for a few seconds.

Just the time when I needed my best friend to talk to; great timing, Kagome, I told myself. I wanted to slammed down the phone or...or, oh I don't know, throw something in the room to settle some restlessness in my heart. But I didn't.

Instead, "All right," I sighed deeply, "I guess I'll call you later. Who's the guy, anyways?" I asked slyly. Although I'm quite mad at her for ditching me, I'm still pretty curious of whom the 'mystery boy' was.

"I don't know," she replied, "Anyways, I'll catch you later, ok?" No arguments here.

"All right, bye." I hung up, slamming down the phone on the blinking phone stand.

I didn't even know what made me throw down the phone. I just did.

I picked up the phone again and put it down soft, showing there were no hard feelings.

Nope. None at all.

Now back to the plan to get myself still staying in the home town. I guess Laura's plan wasn't that bad. Maybe I should just give it a try; it wouldn't hurt, now, would it? Well, except I'll probably starved myself to death if my mom just keep insisting me to go back to Japan with her. Why do parents had to be so hard on their children anyway? I thought they were suppose to love us and all.

I sighed again. This must had been the twentieth time I sighed today. Maybe even more.

Who knows? Maybe this 'brilliant plan' of Laura's could work. I mean, she was a straight A student alright? So her plan couldn't be that bad.

Or maybe I was just kidding myself.

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