GiGi - Wow! I'm overwhelmed by all the reviews I'm getting! Thanks everyone! Sorry this chapter took a while longer to be posted up than the last. I'll try to spend more time writing.

Kaede - Would ye be making false promises?

GiGi - Ehr…. nooo? ;

Inuyasha - Feh! Wanna bet?

GiGi - Sure! (looks around) I bet my bowl of strawberries!

Inuyasha - (thinking) Okay! And I bid Myoga!

Myoga - O.O Master Inuyasha! How could you exchange me for that….. that….. FRUIT?

Inuyasha - (shrugs) ¬.¬ I was hungry….

Myoga - (crying) M-M-Master! Have you no appreciation for your loyal…. ehr…. flea?

Inuyasha - (shrugs again) I can always get a new flea….

Myoga - (going into hysterics) B-B-B-ut Master!!!!!!!!!!

GiGi - (shoves Inuyasha and the flea out of the spotlight) Disclaimer time! (points to Inuyasha) Say it! Say it!

Inuyasha - ¬.¬ (mutters and glares while reading off paper) GiGi…. owns…. nothing….. (looks back up) Feh! That's right! You do own nothing!

GiGi - ¬.¬# Grrrrrrrrr…. Sit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chapter 4

The Girl Who Overcame and The Preppy Who Was Overcome

"You didn't have to do that for me, you know." Sango muttered as she absent-mindedly picked up her books and fumbled open her book bag. "Yuka will never let you live that threat down. You'll be on the top of her hit list."

I just shrugged. "And what is Yuka going to do to me? Huh? Throw her lipstick at me? Paint my toes? I don't think so."

Sango gave me a sly smile and asked me to eat lunch with me. I nodded, figuring that it was either that or sitting alone. There was no way I was going to hang out with 'cringe' Koga…. And when I thought that…. I really did cringe. Sango looked at me like I was throwing a seizure or something.

"Are you okay?" She gave me an odd look before nodding after I assured her it was just the wind.

As we walked towards the crowded cafeteria, the boy from the office ran towards us. "Sango! Wait up!" he called out. Sango groaned as she walked the guy run towards her at the speed of light. Sango grabbed me and shoved me and my backside against a row of nearby lockers. "Trust me! It's for your own good!" She rushed to do the same thing to herself when the boy suddenly appeared next to her. "Hello Sango! How I've missed you!"

"Eek! Letcher! " She jumped as she felt his hand caress her backside. As though it was a first instinct, she slapped hi, right across the face. "Ha! I've bet you've missed me…. Miroku." She fumbled as she grabbed his wrist and started to shake it.

"Ahhh…" Miroku sighed happily as he rubbed the cheek that had just been slapped. "How I have missed the pain…."

I just looked on with disbelief, as Sango would slap Miroku who didn't seem to mind the pain as long as he was able to feel her.

"Miroku! You letch! Stop it!" Sango shrieked when he tried to make physical contact with her yet again, causing everyone in the hall to stare at the three. Sango glared at Miroku for a while then dragged me away from Mr. Casanova himself. "But it's not my fault! I had a long summer!" Miroku tried to call out.

As soon as we entered the crowded and noisy cafeteria and got to the back of the lunch line, Sango sighed. "And that is why you need to stand clear of the perverted letcher." She explained as she grabbed an apple and a can of Coke. "Since you seem to be an expert in this department, I'll give you a call if I need a good hiding spot. You must know plenty." After getting out of the line with a plate of 'Tuna Suprise', a slice of cake and a carton of milk, I realized I had to be the only person in the whole lunchroom that opted for the tuna, let alone nay of the food. Just great. Sango snorted in her Coke as she watched me plop my lunch tray down. "You could have told me what not to get, you know." I pouted.

"You couldn't tell?" She laughed as she pointed to a bunch of green stuff in the middle of the lump of 'supposingly' food.

I just groaned as I drank my milk. At least it didn't have green stuff growing out of it.

"Here," Sango said as she took out a medium sized package from her bag. "What is it?" I asked, praying that it wasn't more cafeteria food.

She carefully opened it, revealing a nice assortment of sushi. "While Miroku was busy groping me, I grabbed it out of his bag." She chuckled. "His foster father makes the best sushi."

I grabbed a few California rolls and popped them into my mouth. Mmmmm….. They were good! Too bad Miroku would never get them back….

After finishing Miroku's lunch for him, we went over to the garbage cans. As I was about to throw away the 'Tuna Suprise', Yuka decided to, I guess, 'accidentally' throw an apple core at me. How very mature of her…. Luckily I caught it just before it hit my head. "Pity about your bad aim."

"Oops!" The blonde snickered. "I must have mistaken you for garbage….. Oh wait…. You are!" The rest of her table started to laugh along with their Queen B.

I just gave her an icy smile in return. I tossed her back her apple. Too bad I have bad aim too. It landed in her chunky vegetable soup, splattering herself, Yume and Edi with some of it too. The table went completely silent as Yuka shrieked tried to get the vegetables off her.

"Hmmm… I guess I have to work on my aim. I hope you have a good dry-cleaner though! Bye now!" I gave her my best preppy imitation as Sango and me tried not to laugh ourselves into twin commas. The carrots and mushy peas in her hair so totally ruined her joke…. Who looks like garbage now?

"You got guts, girl!" Sango congratulated me as we both burst out of the lunchroom laughing out heads off. "Yuka must so hate you for staining her new customary designed school uniform. I think she got her dad to call some designers to design her our school uniform. She is so desperate to stand out."

"New uniform eh? Looks like she picked up some things from Salvation Army that looked similar to our own clothes." I replied as we both broke into a fresh fit of giggles.

Miroku came around the corner, wanting to know where his lunch went, but after seeing us in our laughing fit, he decided to find out what was wrong with us. We told him and he started laughing along with us. "If only I had been there! It would truly have been a Kodak moment!"

We all agreed and split up to go to our separate classes, just as the lunch bell rang. I had gym, Sango had history and Miroku had math.

As I quickly entered the change room to get dressed in my new gym uniform consisting of a white sweatshirt and black bottoms, I heard the door open. Preppy voices followed. And three guesses who they belonged to? Guessed Yuka, Yume and Edi? Well then, you'd be right. As I bent down to tie my shoe laces, it gave Yuka the opportunity to point me out to her friends. As we all walked towards the door, we caught each other's gaze and glared at each other. Very mature, I know.

We all went to report to our gym teacher, Mr. Takatu and after roll call we were told the rules in the gym, how we were to be marked and so on and so on. Then we were all told to do laps around the school. After some intense running, most of the class was walking while trying to catch their breath.

"Three more laps!" Mr. Takatu screamed, spit spraying from his mouth. He grabbed his silver whistle from his pocket and blew on it, causing the walls to shake. Then he returned to his previous position of sitting against the wall, in the shade watching us sweat our brains out. Or in Yuka's case, what she lacks of brains.

"Owww…." I complained as I rubbed my earlobes. There was some serious ringing going on in there. Once the whole class finished the running the laps from hell, I lay on the grass, wiping the sweat off my face while the teacher went inside for some water.

"Too much for you to handle?" Yuka's snippy voice laughed darkly.

I got up and stared the Wicked Witch of the West straight in her eyes. "Nope. However, it seems too much for you. Your foundation is washing away." I pointed out as her make-up ran down her face from all the sweat.

"Well then, up for a challenge?" she growled as she wiped her make-up off. "Race around the school. First one back, is the winner."

"Bring it on."

"Ready…. Ah…. Set…. Ummm…. Ahhhh….. What's…. like….. after….. like set?" Edi started.

"I…. Like…. think it's like…. Go." Yume reminded her friend.

"Right. Like…. Ready…. Set…. Ah.… Go!"

Yuka and I sprinted around the school. Halfway around, I was in the lead. Yuka seeing this must have been so jealous or something. Jealous enough to push me off balance and into the ground. I narrowed my eyes and ignored the pain coming from my knee. I just had to win this race. I raced to catch up with Yuka who seemed to take my injury as a chance to slow down her running. I quickly caught up with Yuka and we were running neck to neck for most of the race. Once we got closer to the finish line, I pushed myself to the limit, getting me in the lead and winning the race. It's safe to say Yuka was not happy.

Just then, Mr. Takatu rushed towards us. "Young lady. Have you considered trying out for the track team?"

Yuka's face brightened but then darkened when the teacher grabbed my hand instead. "Me?" I asked.

He nodded. "You could go far in the track team. We really could use you for this year."

"Thanks," I pulled my hand from his grasp. "But no thanks." I started walking towards the change room, followed by the rest of my classmates who had realized the period was now over.

"You got asked onto the track team?" Sango repeated in amazement as I filled her in about my last class. "Wow…. That's just wow. Even with an injury. You're good." Sango was speechless as we both sat down in the back of the room of our next class.

"Yuka has always been the star of the track team. Even I have to admit she is fast. Even if she is asked onto the track team this year, she's going to feel second place because you beat her. You can so rub it in her face!" Sango happily pointed out to me.

I shrugged but smiled as I thought about my accomplishment. Just then, Miroku rushed into the classroom, just as the teacher entered the room with many stacks of paper. "Hey Sango, Kagome." He greeted us as he slipped in the desk behind Sango's.

Sango groaned as she slumped into her desk. But not before slapping Miroku whose fingers were trying to play with her hair.

The bell rang; signifying our last class of the day had started. The dreaded….

"Welcome to academic science…. This semester will be filled with not only enriched learning and education but also with hands on learning." Mr. Ikeda spoke in as much enthusiasm as he could muster.

"Yeah, Miroku's doing a lot of the hands on part." Sango muttered at Kagome as she slapped Miroku's wandering hands that had magically found their way towards her backside again. He gave Sango a sheepish grin and rubbed his hands. Sango groaned and buried her head on her desk. "I can't take this anymore."

GiGi - Yes I know. It's shorter than last chapter. And I'm sorry! But I couldn't reveal next chapter's plot now could I?

Sango - Yes you could! Yes you could!

Miroku - (inching towards Sango)

GiGi - ¬.¬ Wandering hands…. Miroku strikes again.

Kagome - ¬.¬ Will wonders never cease?

GiGi - If you're talking about Miroku wonders….. then probably not.

Inuyasha - Oi letch.

Miroku - (looks up) You called?

GiGi - (falls down anime-style)

Kagome - ;

Inuyasha - (big time sweatdrop)

GiGi - XP Just review!