New chapter! I bet you people that reviewed are really proud of me. Speaking of the people that reviewed, if you left a e-mail adress I already sent you a e- mail telling you how thankful I am, but to those of you who didn't, THANK YOU!!! I was soooooooo happy when i saw all of your reviews!
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Disclaimer: Fluffy Bunnies!!!
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Summary: Kagome moves in whith her mother, step-dad and new brother. She gets hit by a car and wakes up the next day with powers that she deffinitely did not have before. Is it safe to tell the world about it? If she does, how will the world react and what will they do to her?
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My best friend from before I moved had a older brother, whom I might add was extremely cute. She told me that the key to having a sibling was to fight with them all the time, at least thats what she said she thinks the key to having a sibling is. Whatever floats your boat I say.
I really don't want to have to fight with Miroku all of the thime though. I want us to have a wonderful big brother little sister relationship, like all of those families you see on tv. Something like the Brady Bunch, I suppose, only minus about 5 kids. I know all of you are saying that I have really bad math skills and all because there were only 6 kids and not 7, but if you have no life like I do and watch every television show known to man in your spare time, then you would know that in the last shows they brought in Oliver.That is pretty much irrelevant to what I was talking about before, but, whatever.
As I said before, I don't want to fight with Miroku all the time, but it does not seem like it's going to turn out that way. He really doesn't seem to like me by the way he was skowling in the car. It was enough that he nearly blew out my eardrums, but then he looked at me when he was finished yelling at my so-called parents. And do you know what I saw when he looked at me?
Hatred.
Not looking at me with sadness, or even pity. It was a look of utter and complete hatred. It wasn't as if I had put his dog in a microwave or murdered someone. All I did was end up in his school. That is really not that bad because if he wanted then he could just ignore me and pretend like I wasn't even there and carry on with his life. I wouldn't have a problem with that. But to look at me like that? That just wasn't fair.
You know what? I really don't care that much at the moment. I'm TIRED. Riding on a plane for hours on end is not really that great. I didn't sleep either. I know that i'm probably silly, but I have this fear of dying in my sleep. Supposing the plane went down while I was dreaming about hot guys without shirts was just unacceptable. So I took a page out of Miroku's book and took a nap.
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When my mom woke me up, I was outsid of this big, beautiful house. Wait, did I say big, beautiful house? I meant ginormous, georgious house. I was the most wonderful thing I had ever seen. It had all of these windows with designs on them like you would see in a church, and pinewood doors. And I could almost sware that I saw a pool behind it.
That's right. I Kagome Higurashi has her own pool!!!
If I ever find myself some friends then I could invite them over for a pool party. Things are really starting to look up around here.
I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and went, "Is this the house?"
My mom looked over the back of her seat with this huge smile plastered over her face. "Yes honey," She went, "This is the house."
I opened my door and stepped out of the car.
Jeff and Miroku were already taking my bags and stuff out of the car.
When they were finished we all walked ofer to the house. It looked even better up close. Mom opened the door and I looked inside.What I saw took my breath away. The inside was even better than the outside. Paintings were everyhwere, funiture lined the rooms, and everything was gold or cream colored.
If I were holding any bags at the moment, I would have surely dropped them in my amazement. My mom had actually found something good for me. The same woman who brought home take-out everyday for me to eat, and forgot to take out the garbage. Yeah, that woman.
Shock is the only way for me to describe how I am feeling at the moment. I felt like screaming.
"Do you like it?" she asked me. Was that an actual question??? If you looked at me at that moment you could tell that I was liking the house.
Just to make sure that she knew that I liked the house, I nodded my head. "Can I see my room?" I asked. She did say that it was the best room in the house.
"Sure honey." She replied. "Miroku can give you a tour of the entire house." The house suddenly stopped looking beautiful. I did not want Miroku giving me a tour of the house. He obviously felt the same way, because he snorted. You know the type of snort people do when they are really disgusted with something, like a dead raccoon? (Or maybe that was just me) That is what he did only that I was that dead raccoon. He started walking and I had no choice but to follow him. I glared daggers at my mother as I went though. She nust not have noticed, because she yelled after me "Ya'll have fun now." Yeah, I bet.
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As I walked behind Miroku, I tried to figure out why he disliked me so much. Was it because of the whole cigartte-at-the-reception thing? As I said it was just a one time thing. I don't know why he was mad at me and I planned to find out.
I'll try to be subtle. Maybe a hi, how are you, nice weather we're having. Or even a wow, this house is really nice. Not what I actually said, which was, "Why do you hate me so much?" So much for being subtle.
He looked back at me and shrugged. "What gave you that idea?"
I don't know. It could have been the way you reacted to what our parents said about us being in the same classes. Or the way you looked at me after. Are you kidding me? That, of course, is what I wanted to say. Instead I said "I just think you do." Oh, yeah. Subltety is so back.
We walked in silence the rest of the way to my room. "This is your room. Your mom said that you liked yellow and blue, so that is what I painted your walls. I hope you like it."
I suddenly felt a wave of likeing toward Miroku. Maybe he didn't hate me as much as I thought he did. Or maybe he did, because right after he said that he told me "YOu better like it because I wasted a whole lot of money on paint for you. You owe me fifty bucks."
Fifty dollars?!
In your dreams loser!
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I hope that you like my second chapter. And now my personal thanks to all of my reviewers!
misty memoriez : Thank you very much for liking my story. I really appreciate your review
Black Dragon : I sent you a mail, so you should have gotten my thanks in there
Sailor-Knight Shadowstar : Thank you!
inu_babe666 : You got my mail
drake220 : You are very right about the Jenny Carroll fan thing. All I have to say is you gotta get your inspiration from somewhere right???
Josie : How many ways can you say thank you? I don't know wo i'm just going to say it again. Thank you
Black Dragon : Please don't hunt me down because 1) im adorable and 2) I updated. See?
Thank You all again so very much and please review again. I feel so motivated!
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Disclaimer: Fluffy Bunnies!!!
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Summary: Kagome moves in whith her mother, step-dad and new brother. She gets hit by a car and wakes up the next day with powers that she deffinitely did not have before. Is it safe to tell the world about it? If she does, how will the world react and what will they do to her?
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My best friend from before I moved had a older brother, whom I might add was extremely cute. She told me that the key to having a sibling was to fight with them all the time, at least thats what she said she thinks the key to having a sibling is. Whatever floats your boat I say.
I really don't want to have to fight with Miroku all of the thime though. I want us to have a wonderful big brother little sister relationship, like all of those families you see on tv. Something like the Brady Bunch, I suppose, only minus about 5 kids. I know all of you are saying that I have really bad math skills and all because there were only 6 kids and not 7, but if you have no life like I do and watch every television show known to man in your spare time, then you would know that in the last shows they brought in Oliver.That is pretty much irrelevant to what I was talking about before, but, whatever.
As I said before, I don't want to fight with Miroku all the time, but it does not seem like it's going to turn out that way. He really doesn't seem to like me by the way he was skowling in the car. It was enough that he nearly blew out my eardrums, but then he looked at me when he was finished yelling at my so-called parents. And do you know what I saw when he looked at me?
Hatred.
Not looking at me with sadness, or even pity. It was a look of utter and complete hatred. It wasn't as if I had put his dog in a microwave or murdered someone. All I did was end up in his school. That is really not that bad because if he wanted then he could just ignore me and pretend like I wasn't even there and carry on with his life. I wouldn't have a problem with that. But to look at me like that? That just wasn't fair.
You know what? I really don't care that much at the moment. I'm TIRED. Riding on a plane for hours on end is not really that great. I didn't sleep either. I know that i'm probably silly, but I have this fear of dying in my sleep. Supposing the plane went down while I was dreaming about hot guys without shirts was just unacceptable. So I took a page out of Miroku's book and took a nap.
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~o_0~
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When my mom woke me up, I was outsid of this big, beautiful house. Wait, did I say big, beautiful house? I meant ginormous, georgious house. I was the most wonderful thing I had ever seen. It had all of these windows with designs on them like you would see in a church, and pinewood doors. And I could almost sware that I saw a pool behind it.
That's right. I Kagome Higurashi has her own pool!!!
If I ever find myself some friends then I could invite them over for a pool party. Things are really starting to look up around here.
I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and went, "Is this the house?"
My mom looked over the back of her seat with this huge smile plastered over her face. "Yes honey," She went, "This is the house."
I opened my door and stepped out of the car.
Jeff and Miroku were already taking my bags and stuff out of the car.
When they were finished we all walked ofer to the house. It looked even better up close. Mom opened the door and I looked inside.What I saw took my breath away. The inside was even better than the outside. Paintings were everyhwere, funiture lined the rooms, and everything was gold or cream colored.
If I were holding any bags at the moment, I would have surely dropped them in my amazement. My mom had actually found something good for me. The same woman who brought home take-out everyday for me to eat, and forgot to take out the garbage. Yeah, that woman.
Shock is the only way for me to describe how I am feeling at the moment. I felt like screaming.
"Do you like it?" she asked me. Was that an actual question??? If you looked at me at that moment you could tell that I was liking the house.
Just to make sure that she knew that I liked the house, I nodded my head. "Can I see my room?" I asked. She did say that it was the best room in the house.
"Sure honey." She replied. "Miroku can give you a tour of the entire house." The house suddenly stopped looking beautiful. I did not want Miroku giving me a tour of the house. He obviously felt the same way, because he snorted. You know the type of snort people do when they are really disgusted with something, like a dead raccoon? (Or maybe that was just me) That is what he did only that I was that dead raccoon. He started walking and I had no choice but to follow him. I glared daggers at my mother as I went though. She nust not have noticed, because she yelled after me "Ya'll have fun now." Yeah, I bet.
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As I walked behind Miroku, I tried to figure out why he disliked me so much. Was it because of the whole cigartte-at-the-reception thing? As I said it was just a one time thing. I don't know why he was mad at me and I planned to find out.
I'll try to be subtle. Maybe a hi, how are you, nice weather we're having. Or even a wow, this house is really nice. Not what I actually said, which was, "Why do you hate me so much?" So much for being subtle.
He looked back at me and shrugged. "What gave you that idea?"
I don't know. It could have been the way you reacted to what our parents said about us being in the same classes. Or the way you looked at me after. Are you kidding me? That, of course, is what I wanted to say. Instead I said "I just think you do." Oh, yeah. Subltety is so back.
We walked in silence the rest of the way to my room. "This is your room. Your mom said that you liked yellow and blue, so that is what I painted your walls. I hope you like it."
I suddenly felt a wave of likeing toward Miroku. Maybe he didn't hate me as much as I thought he did. Or maybe he did, because right after he said that he told me "YOu better like it because I wasted a whole lot of money on paint for you. You owe me fifty bucks."
Fifty dollars?!
In your dreams loser!
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I hope that you like my second chapter. And now my personal thanks to all of my reviewers!
misty memoriez : Thank you very much for liking my story. I really appreciate your review
Black Dragon : I sent you a mail, so you should have gotten my thanks in there
Sailor-Knight Shadowstar : Thank you!
inu_babe666 : You got my mail
drake220 : You are very right about the Jenny Carroll fan thing. All I have to say is you gotta get your inspiration from somewhere right???
Josie : How many ways can you say thank you? I don't know wo i'm just going to say it again. Thank you
Black Dragon : Please don't hunt me down because 1) im adorable and 2) I updated. See?
Thank You all again so very much and please review again. I feel so motivated!