AN: OK, this is my first story ever…I really hope you guys like it!! And I'm still not familiar with the way everything works here… so advice would be GREAT.
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha, not his cute ears or white hair…sigh none of it…
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Chapter 1- Decisions, decisions…
"Kagome! Hey, about the dance next week… I'd like it if you came with me."
"Well…I…er…I don't think I can."
"You can think about it. Call me later."
'Yeah…later…how about never' Kagome thought. He was officially the thirteenth person to ask her to the dance. She wished she had the heart just to tell them all no. All of them were nice and everything, but they were no prize.
"Hey Kag!"
Kagome groaned but then looked relieved when she turned to face her friend.
"Sango! Thank god!"
"Did another person ask out to the dance?"
"Why me?"
Sango rolled her eyes.
"Yes…how dare God curse you with incredible lust, and attractive figures? You have to choose!! It's not like you're picking out a soul mate! How about Hojo? He's apologized like a million times for that freshman incident and we both know that it wasn't his fault."
"It's not just that freshman thing. I just never felt that strongly about him. The whole three months we were dating I didn't really feel anything that great, and this is prom!! It has to be…you know…perfect. Not Hojo perfect, looking at the stars eating Haagen-Dazs perfect."
"How poetic. You're stalling! We're going to need at least three days to plan everything so you better get a hurry; I want to shop for dresses! I'm going to go tell Hojo right now that you accept his very generous offer."
"NO!"
"I'm just kidding, but I still think you better get a move on."
"Get a move on? You sound like my mother, either that or Miroku being perverted. You ARE going with Miroku right?"
"What?...NO!…well he hasn't asked yet or anything…but if he did it's not like I'd say yes!! Don't give me that look Kagome! Get back here!"
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"Shippo, you dumb ass!!"
The mischievous freshman quickly stuffed his mouth with hot noodles before being painfully shoved.
"I was going to eat those! Remind me again why you eat lunch with us."
"Well, considering me and Miroku are your only friends I don't think you have much choice. Tough luck Inuyasha."
"For a moment there I thought you were actually implying that I needed you."
Miroku looked at them with annoyance. "You guys really have to stay focused; we need to find Inuyasha a date to prom."
"To bad I'm not going."
"Amber's nice."
"Try obnoxious."
"How about Amanda."
"That creepy girl that hugs everyone in the hall?"
"Suzie!"
"The school whore?! I'd rather screw a sheep."
"Sofie would be perfect."
"If your definition of perfect is a living hell."
"You're so god damn picky!"
"Probably because I don't want to go!" Then Inuyasha smirked, "I guess I could go with Sango, she seems nice."
"Hey! She's tak—" Miroku stopped to gaze at the primped blonde haired juniors passing by. They smiled as he fell off his chair.
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"I can't believe him!!!" Sango clenched her fists and looked like she was going to spring out of her chair. "Do you see what he's doing with those girls?! Why do I even bother? Gawd those girls are sluts, do you think they could were those skirts any shorter?"
"No, I don't believe they could….where are you going??"
Sango marched up to the giggling girls and practically exploded, "It's called a BRA. You guys should really try them."
The girls glared at Sango and walked away in a huff. Sango gave Miroku one of her coldest looks and ran out of the cafeteria covering her hands, Kagome rushing behind her.
"I don't suppose it was something YOU did."
"Did I look THAT obvious."
"Well let's see, tongue hanging out, wide eyes, and oh yeah…when you groped two of them. I doubt she noticed any of that."
"Damn."
"Hey, I don't think this is as bad than the time you picked up that seventh grader…"
"That wasn't my fault!! She totally wanted me!!"
"A seventh grader!!? Not even I, a freshman, would stoop that low. God Miroku why DOES Sango bother with you?"
"You'll understand these things when you get older."
Shippo rolled his eyes, "You're such a horn-dog. I'll inform you when I hit puberty and then we can discuss that kind of…stuff."
"Ha! Miroku has had hormones ever since he was five! Why do you think I'm so disturbed?"
"Well…do you really want me to answer that question?"
"Shut up"
Miroku recalled "Yes, I remember the day I first met you Inuyasha, you got so upset when I groped Ka--"
"Here Shippo, take the rest of these noodles. They're cold anyway."
"You're so generous."
AN- ok, I know this first chapter isn't that great, but it'll get better and longer I promise so stick with me for a couple more chapters??
