New School

Kagome was getting off of her bike when the fat slob she raced stomped over. She knew it was him without even turning her back. Men...they were always like that, always testing her patience. And though she knew she could easily ignore him, she would have to cement her dominance and toughness as a racer sooner or later. Threats, she found, worked easier and faster than trying to win the boys on to her side. "Hey! You cheated!" "I won the race fair and square, now get off my back about it." He grabbed her shoulder and turned her toward him. "I'll forget about everything if you come over to my place. You don't want your pretty body to get ....hurt, let's say?" He sounded angry and confident that she would give in, but unfortunately, he was among a long line of males who had said nearly the exact same thing. She shrugged off his hand and went back to her bike. As predicted, he grabbed her shoulder again but she was ready. She elbowed him hard in the gut, which caused him to bend over. She slowly turned to watch him gasping for breath then kicked him hard in the face which caused him to fall on his back. All noise grew silent as she walked closer and put a black boot on his neck, putting pressure on it. Her eyes turned hard as he looked up angrily at her. She pushed down harder on his neck till he started to give small whimpers of pain. "Ok ok, I'll leave you alone!!" She took her boot off and went back to her bike, wheeling it out the circle of onlookers. Everybody gave her a wide berth as she walked through. No matter where she went, it was always the same. Nobody liked a girl to beat them in racing, even if she was one of the best. The little teenager who was taking wagers ran up to her. He looked at her face in awe. "Wow, you beat up ol' fat guts there. You're pretty cool!" "When's my next race?" "Um, let's see, in about half an hour from now. You'll be going against Makoto, he isn't very good. Just started racing a few weeks ago and hasn't improved at all. You should beat him easy. Fat guts is a big cheater which is why he's on the bottom of the list." During the thirty minute wait Kagome carefully observed other racers. She wanted to know their habits, their style, everything, any piece of information that would help her win future races. She kept getting hit on by boys hoping to see who was under that helmet but her silence acted as a barrier and they lost interest. She never took her helmet off when racing at night and it was her number one rule. She had even gotten into fights because of it. She didn't want anybody to know who she was, even at the expense of getting kicked out, if the public got hold of the fact that a multi-billionaire's daughter was taking part in illegal activities... she shuddered. Which was exactly what had happened at the other underground racing spot. She was at the top and no male wanted to be beaten by someone small and petite. Unison votes kicked her out and now she would have to start all over again, at the bottom of the list. But I'm going to make my way to the top. And beat this Wind while at it.

She lifted her head up, hearing her name being called. Her opponent was tall with dark tan skin. He wore faded jeans with a stereotypical muscle tank top on in the hope of appearing tough. He clumsily wheeled his bike in front of the starting line and Kagome gave a confidant smile underneath her mask. She wheeled hers to the line and got on. The woman came out again and let down the cloth. His start was slow and Kagome whizzed by. By the time she was making her way back he was far behind her, insuring her an easy win.

Several people clapped her on the back but Kagome shrugged them off. Then the crowd parted to let one person through. Kagome looked up to see someone with a similar helmet in front of her. She dropped her mouth, instantly glad she had her mask on. His bike was a Ducati Superbike, one of the nicest ones she had seen yet and completely cherried out. No expenses had been spared in that bike, every part was high tech and expensive. But it was painted simple, a shiny silver, with no special designs or insignias. He didn't say anything, silently waiting for Kagome to move out of the way. She shook herself from her staring and quickly moved to the side. His opponent had a bright red Ducati as well, though not nearly as impressive as the silver one, and was impatiently tapping foot. The little teenager popped up beside her.

"That's him. The Wind. Fastest racer ever seen. He never takes his helmet off, kinda like you," the boy peered up at her. "Hey, are you guys related or something?" Kagome didn't say anything and watched the two racers get ready as the kid kept on talking. "The guy on the red motorcycle, he's second best. Those two had been at it for years but the Wind always beats him in the end. The guy on the red, he's pretty good too. Dunno what to call him, thought of every name in my head; Cherry, Big Red, Speedy..... kept hitting me every time I thought of a good one."

The kid touched his head as if remembering the last time he had been hit, which was just a few minutes ago. Kagome ignored him and watched the last race start. They nodded to each other as if they had known each other for years. It started and Kagome gave an impressed whistle. They were quick and kept moving in front of each other to get ahead. The Wind was quick and darted around in front of the guy on the red motorcycle. Then he revved up his motor even louder and took off in an even faster speed. He made a clean turn and sped back. He beat his opponent by several seconds. She had to give it to him, he was good. Against him, Kagome would have some worries but she would worry another night. She wanted an early start on school tomorrow and functioning normally was impossible for her without sleep.

She left as soon as the Wind got off his bike. It was just midnight that she pulled into the garage. She winced at the echoing sounds of the motor bouncing around the walls and quickly turned her engine off. She fiddled around in her pocket, looking for her key and found it. She slipped the card into the elevator slot and the doors opened submissively. After debating with herself on a night or morning shower, she opted for a morning shower and and snuggled into her covers. She was asleep before her head hit the pillow.

RRRIIIINNNNGGGGG Kagome's hand shot out with her lightning quick reflexes and turned the alarm off. Her head was buried under piles of covers and she felt warm and comfy. She half expected her headmistress to come in and wake her up. She got up quickly. Hey, I go to a public school now.... She gave a grin and started to get ready for school. She had already picked up her uniform and slipped it on after a speedy shower. It was navy upon navy upon navy. Navy skirt, white shirt, navy jacket and a navy tie. At least any shade of blue was Kagome's best color to wear. She was pleased with the results. Even though her old school had uniforms as well, public school uniforms just seemed better. She was eating breakfast when her doorbell rang. She opened it to find Sango dressed and ready for school. "Kagome-chan, you ready yet?" "Yeah, come in, let me put my dishes in the sink." Sango entered and slipped her shoes off. "Wow, moved in the rest of your things?" "Yeah, I spent the rest of the night just moving things around. Still much to do though." "Need any help after school?" "That would be great!" Kagome dumped her dishes in the sink and left them for later. She grabbed her school bag and slipped it on. Along the walk to school Sango gave her facts about the school. Not historical, of course, but about the social system and whatnot. "So...the leading girl is Kikyo? I thought all those stories about leading girls and boys were just high school stereotypes." "Nope, they are definitely real here, and leading boy...well, it's a tie between Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru. Though I think it's most likely Sesshoumaru in the handsome department." "Who are they?" "They're brothers, but trust me, there's no brotherly love between them. They've been rivals since they could talk. It's nothing too serious, they both just deny being related to each other." "Sounds pretty serious to me." replied Kagome, thinking of her own family, at least they didn't argue often. "Just watch out when you're around Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru. Kikyo watches her man like a hawk." "Man? But there are two." "Well, Inuyasha, but watch out for Sesshoumaru because he can be pretty conceited and arrogant. And Kikyo thinks that any cute guy in the school is her possession." "Well, I have no intention of dating right now anyway." Sango looked at Kagome. "Well, you might but the boys will be all over you. No offense, but you look almost identical to Kikyo." "I've never met this Kikyo so I wouldn't know. And really, I have no intention of dating at this moment." "Ok, but if you are talk to me first, I know most of the boys in the school." "Really Sango?" Kagome gave her friend a sly look, wiggling her eyebrows. Sango put up her hands in innocence. "My boyfriend and I usually spend time with the boys not the girls. If we did, I don't think I'd even have a boyfriend right now." Sango muttered the last part under her breath. "What do you mean?" "When you'll him, you'll know. Trust me, you'll know."

They soon came upon tall green gates with many different color roses intertwined. They walked through and Kagome was greeted by a seven-story building, an impressive piece of architecture. The building itself was built completely of red bricks with white lining. With all sorts of botany gracing the school grounds, it looked like a charming country mansion instead of a school. Students in the same uniform as Kagome massed in little groups everywhere. She took a deep breath and followed Sango through the maze of crowding students.