Disclaimer: Ok, let's keep it simple, people. I don't own InuYasha (to my everlasting sorrow); he & company are the sole possession of Rumiko Takahashi...But don't be surprised if I show up as part owner one day...
A/N: Okay! I've got 33 reviews sitting in my box right now that definitely say you people wanna read more about Kagome's life story, so here ya are. BTW, if you guys keep up the reviews like you've been doing, I'll do my best to keep giving you a chapter a day...Just thought I'd add that in there. Oh, and a little note to the person who wanted me to put Kouga in the story (sorry, I can't remember your name...:p I'm so bad...) yes, he will definitely be in it later, it just may take me a while to get there. I have a feeling this is gonna be a long story, so if you just bear with me, I'll keep up the updates! Anyways, on with the story!
Life of a TeenagerChapter Four: Sengoku Shikon High
Kagome groaned and rolled over, the annoying beeping sound finally penetrating her sleepy mind. Fumbling on the nightstand, she switched off the alarm clock. She sat up in the bed and looked around, confused. Where was she? Slowly, the events of the day before came back to her, causing her to grimace. Then she turned to stare at the alarm clock, narrowing her eyes. Kagome had never set it, which meant someone had set it on purpose...It was 8:04. She shrugged, then went to take a shower. Fifteen minutes later, she walked down the grand staircase. The dining room was to the right; the sitting room, parlor, billiard room, living room, kitchens, and numerous other rooms unyet explored were lined up and down the rest of the hallway.
Breakfast was eggs, bacon, sausage, donuts, poptarts, croissants, oatmeal...the list went on and on. Everything you could ever want for breakfast was spread out across the dining room table. A smirk was across Kagome's face. She went straight for the donuts and grabbed a chocolate covered cream filled one. They were her favorite. Pouring herself a glass of milk, she sat down and started munching. When she was reaching for her third, Souta walked in. A huge grin split his face and he fell on the table like a hungry animal. Kagome raised an eyebrow; you think he was starving? Ten minutes later, they were done and had wandered out to the front porch. The limo and driver were waiting. Kagome glanced at her watch; it was 8:30. Shrugging, she climbed in after Souta, and they were on their way.
It took them half an hour to get through traffic and across town. The limo turned onto a long driveway with a perfectly manicured lawn. In the distance, Kagome could just make out a large building, with separate smaller buildings branching off of it. She sat back in her seat and sighed; she and Souta had finally figured out that today was supposedly their first day of school. Souta had already been dropped off at his school, one that teemed with rich little kids and their snobby attitudes. To say the least, she wasn't looking forward to today. As they pulled up to the front doors, Kagome saw that kids were in little groups all over the front steps. Many of them were dressed differently, so she decided that she didn't have to worry about a uniform. Thank god, she thought to herself. If nothing else, I can at least wear what I want...Then she noticed that the car was coming to a stop. Looking up at the school, she noticed the sign hanging over the door. Sengoku Shikon High School...Hmmm...sounds interesting...Sighing to herself, she stepped out of the car when the driver opened the door. The wind whipped her hair in her face, momentarily blinding her. When she could see again, she noticed that most of the people outside had stopped what they were doing and were staring at her. Smiling faintly to herself, she walked arrogantly up the stairs, her bodyguard/driver trailing silently behind her. What the hell, might as well make the most of it...
The girls, Kagome noticed, were mostly staring at her clothes. A predatory grin slipped its way onto her face. She had chosen to wear a miniskirt, red and black plaid, with fishnet hose. Her knee-length combat boots were firmly in place, laced all the way up. A dark purple tank top that bared her stomach completed the outfit. Black sex bracelets were on her right arm, a leather wristband was strapped on her right, and all of her ear studs were firmly in place. Flipping her red and purple hair, she walked gracefully into the school, ignoring the stares of the people around her. Unknown to her, one person in particular, a silver-haired boy standing in front of six other people, was watching her intently. One thought ran through his mind: Kikyo? He shook his head; no not Kikyo, this girl was a little shorter, and her hair wasn't long enough. If she isn't Kikyo, who is she? And why am I drawn to her...like a magnet to steel?
A/N: I am so evil to leave it right there, I know...I just couldn't help it! - This story has a mind of its own. I mean, I've got it all planned out, I know who's gonna be in it, and I know what's gonna happen, but I have no idea how everything's gonna come out! Talk about helpless. I also promise that my next chapter will be the longest yet! So be prepared, its gonna be quite a read...Anywayz, I have a few questions to answer and comments to make to some of my reviewers, so here they are...
Darkness-Kitsune: Thanks so much for your reviews, first of all. Second of all, I'll try to fit in your suggestion if I can, but I can't promise anything...Also, thank you for the gift! (I happen to be addicted to the stuff...-) In return, I give you...CAFFIENE! (This comes in several forms, such as soda, candy, chocolate...take your pick! ;p)
Earth-Goddess: Haha, thank you for the compliment on my story! And yes, actually, I know of a store you can go to. It's called Spencer's, and you can usually find them in any major mall of a large city. I have another store in my hometown that's really funky; it's called Illusions, but I'm not sure if it's a chain or not...Oh well! Hope I helped, if only a little.
And finally, I want to say thank you to CharmedAngelSlayer. (This is Jenn, by the way! All of my faithful readers know who she is, if you've checked out my bio) She's her own author now, so I'll refer to her as this from now on. (Except for this instance...) Thanks a million, Jenn, for sticking with me all the way. And I'm still your good luck charm, whether you admit it or not! Haha, and there you have it. My fourth chapter! See ya next one, k?