"Kagome… Kagome… WAKE UP!" Sango shouted.

Kagome screamed and sat up straight in her bed. "WHAT!" she yelled back hoarsely. It was now Monday, and that meant the first day of school for Kagome.

"Kagome, you have to get up. School starts in a half-hour." Sango said while exiting the room. She exited at the right time, because five seconds later, Kagome screamed at the top of her lungs in joy.

Kagome ran around her room, looking for the perfect outfit to wear to the first day of school. Eventually, she picked out a blue tank top that said 'I hate you' and then threw a red jacket over it. Her jeans were the brown pants with the tan belt that she had bought yesterday. She also put on the red high tops Kaede gave her, her necklace, and a pair of cherry earrings.

"Sango, I'm ready to go!" Kagome yelled.

"K!" Sango yelled back. She came down the hall and grabbed her keys off of the kitchen table. She was wearing a plain back shirt with white jeans and a belt that connected with an old fashioned seatbelt and had bottle caps for decoration (have you ever seen those belts? They are the best!) She also had on dangly earrings with blue stars on the ends, black wristband on her left wrist, and multi-colored Converse.

When Kagome and Sango got in the car, Kagome started wondering how Sango got Kagome enrolled at her high school. So Kagome brought the question up.

"Sango, how in the world did you get me into your school?" Kagome asked.

Sango smirked, her eyes never leaving the road. "Well, let's just say that I have connections."

Kagome raised and eyebrow. "Like?"

"Like the principal." Kagome got confused at this. Sango smirked even more and said, "I caught him and a teacher making out in the girl's bathroom. I swear, it was hilarious! Blackmail, my dear Kagome, if you are still confused."

Kagome laughed out loud and clapped Sango on her back for a job well done.

"Oh, Kagome, after school I have to go to my job at your mansion, so Miroku will give you a ride home."

Kagome moaned. Sango had told her about his perverted behavior, since she had only seen a smidge of it last night.

"Fine, but you have to pick up my skateboard. Oh, and get my gold earrings. They will go great with that outfit for the club!"

Sango groaned. "Kagome, I might get caught."

Then Kagome did the puppy pout. Sango lost the argument.

Kagome was awed. The high school looked amazing! And she had her very own locker! She still could not get over the fact that she was going to school with kids her age. It was incredible!

Sango rolled her eyes at Kagome. She was walking down the hall, opening every single door in sight, and jumping around.

"Sango, Kagome, my favorite girlfriends!" Miroku said, skipping up to them. Sango raised an eyebrow and said, "Girlfriend? Wow, that's hilarious."

Miroku smirked. "Aw, Sango, you know it's true. You too, Kagome."

Sango smacked him upside the head.

Inuyasha came around the corner, talking to some girl. He saw Miroku rubbing his head and laughed at him. And then he kept walking.

Kagome shook her head at the pathetic Miroku. 'He will never learn.' she thought.

"Kagome, come on, we have our first class together." Sango said, completely ignoring Miroku. Kagome smiled and followed Sango to her first class, History.

"Ok, class, we have a new student, so let's let her introduce herself." The teacher said as soon as the class settled down.

Kagome groaned and stood up. Even though she was a princess, she still had some shyness.

"Ok, well, my name is Kagome… umm… Hyoga. I live in Hiroshima, but I am staying with my cousin Sango for a few months and I might even move down here, so I am going to this school, obviously. I am an only child, and I love to sing, dance, and skateboard. Anything else, teach?" Kagome said casually.

The teacher actually smiled at her tone of voice and shook her head. "That's fine."

Kagome sat down, then noticed the stares she was getting from a few kids. Especially this one kid who stared at her with such intensity that she got uncomfortable. She turned to him and said, acting sarcastically polite, "Need something?"

He smiled at Kagome and blushed. Just by looking at him Kagome could tell he was sort of oblivious to everything around him. He had short brown hair comb neatly into place, almost grey eyes, only slightly muscular, and he seemed to have an aura around him that was almost too innocent. He wore a baby blue and dark blue collared shirt, with dark blue jeans that were slightly baggy.

"No thank you. I was just staring at how beautiful you were. Do you mind if we could talk after class?"

Kagome smiled sweetly at him, although personally she thought he was just a little odd. He seemed to take everything a little seriously. No clue how she knew that, but she just did.

"Sure, but only for a little while. I have to go to my next class." Kagome said. But then the teacher said, "Well, I seem to have lost my paper for today's lesson, so let's have a free day!"

Kagome grinned, thinking, 'I love this teacher.' But then the boy came up in front of her and sat down in the empty seat in the desk ahead of her.

She inwardly groaned. Like I said, she was a princess, but she had some shyness. But she was too nice to just diss him, so she smiled and asked him his name.

"My name is Hojo." he said.

Kagome smiled at him and said, "Well, what did you need to talk to me about?"

Then he got nervous. "Well… I know how you like to dance… well… umm…"

And then Inuyasha interrupted. "Why are you talking to Kagome, Hobo?"

"Inuyasha, that's not nice! His name is Hojo." Kagome scolded.

"Kagome, this kid is a prep. A goody-good. Come on now, you can't be serious that you are actually going to talk to him." Inuyasha said, crossing his arms.

Kagome stuck out her tongue and then she noticed Hojo was back in his seat, staring straight at the board.

Kagome scoffed. "Inuyasha, how can you be so rude? I bet you anything you anything you hardly know two things about the kid."

Miroku popped up out of nowhere and said, "Darn tootin' he doesn't. Barely said two words to the kid."

Inuyasha bopped him over the head.

"Who asked you!" he shouted at Miroku, who was rubbing his head.

Kagome huffed and crossed her arms. "Why do you care about who I talk to? It's not like…" and then she stopped, a thought coming into her head. She smirked and said, "You're jealous, aren't you?"

Inuyasha immediately froze, but then quickly put an act on and said, "Feh. Who would be jealous over a wench like you?"

Kagome's eyebrow twitched. "There you go with calling me a wench again. What happened to the person last night who called me Kagome and comforted me about my mother? The person who put their arm around my shoulders while I was sad?"

Inuyasha's eyes widened and everyone in the class looked at him. He had a school wide reputation for being a kid with a tough attitude and almost no emotion except anger. Well, he was also a well known player, and he had never stuck with a girl longer than a week.

Kagome laughed at the look on his face, then sat down and took out some headphones and an mp3 player. She turned the music on full blast, put her feet on her desk, and smiled while nodding her head to the music.

Inuyasha wanted to scream right then and there. So he turned around and yelled, "What are you looking at? Bastards!"

The teacher had been sitting there the whole time, looking appalled, yet slightly amused. "Inuyasha! What in the world was that outburst for? Sit down right now!"

Inuyasha grumbled, but reluctantly sat down.

The rest of the period Inuyasha drew pictures of Kagome, then ripped them to pieces. Sango talked and laughed with Kagome, Kagome talked and laughed with Sango, and Miroku flirted with girls. Then the bell rang for second period.

"Yes! I can't wait till third period!" Kagome said, leaping around. Sango smiled and asked, "Why?"

Kagome stopped leaping and did a pirouette. "Because, my dearest Sango, that is my dance class period. Have I told you how much I love to dance?"

Sango rolled her eyes and nodded, saying, "About 200 times."

Lucky for Kagome, second period blew by in a flash.

Unlucky for Kagome, a surprise was coming in third period.