A/N: hey guys I'm back. And I have an all new story for you guys. Okay this one is kinda/sorta/not really based off of the novel, the A-List by Zoey Dean. Really good book I must say. They're rich and hella mean and stuff like that. Anyway yeah. I just wanted to give recognition to the author. So yeah. This is The A-List! Enjoy! Oh yeah. I also wanna say that I altered the summary from the one in my bio...

Title: The A-List

Summary: Kagome Higurashi, the punk princess in disguise, is the daughter of rich and highly respected/feared businessman, Sito Higurashi. Her whole life, she's been on the A-List, dining in the best restaurants and shopping in the best shops for designer clothing. The only things that matter to her two so-called friends are: looking good, having a hella good social status, and being rich and having rich, if not richer, boyfriends. But Kagome's tired of being looked at by all and she just wants to be normal. So what happens when someone from her younger years, who just happens to be on the lower-class list, saves Kagome and he and his friends interest her? Can he be the one to show her how to really live life? Will she be able to have her cake and eat it to, or will she be shunned by the one's she's closest to?

Pairings: Kag/Inu, San/Miro, and there shall be others!

Note: I really think this is a good idea. I mean...the idea popped into my head and heh guess what?

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha...

The A-List

Chapter One

Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous

"Let me paint you a little picture. Nobody matters but people high in social status i.e. people on the A-List. Which means you're nothing to me. Now go make yourself useful and flip and burger or something." Kagome's friend, Yumi, said to an innocent WacDonald's employee. She scoffed and turned on her heal, looking disgustedly at the blameless guy. Kagome winced as both her friends, Yumi and Eri, threw their trash down at him.

"We just made your fucking paycheck." Eri crossed her arms over her chest.

"Tell me, why do we even bother coming to this stupid ass place?" Yumi asked, turning towards Kagome. She just gave a slight shrug, running her hand threw her silky black hair, her eyes downcast towards the scowling guy that was picking up their trash.

Truth was, he didn't even do anything. All he did was set down their red-orange food tray and some fries accidentally spilled out of the cardboard box. But I guess that was enough to piss off the bitches from hell.

And Kagome's heart thoroughly went out to him. It wasn't his fault. Accidents happen. And maybe that was exactly why she didn't throw her trash at him or make rude comments. He didn't deserve it one bit.

"Gods Higurashi. You're such a softy." Both girls turned and headed out of the fast food restaurant fuming. Kagome sighed and looked back at the boy.

"I'm sorry. What they did was wrong. You're just doing your job, and you're doing a really good job." She smiled down at the young man with violet eyes and black hair in a small ponytail at the nape of his neck.

"Thanks." He stood up, and bowed his head slightly, as if it was a sin to make eye contact with her. She bit her lip and nodded, walking out after her friends.

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"God you guys were so mean. He didn't even do anything."

"He was born." Yumi said as her heels clicked on the concrete of the parking lot. Kagome frowned.

"That's hella harsh."

"Yeah, well it's the way the world works. I'm not crying and it's not my loss." She shrugged carelessly as they headed towards Kagome's Lexus IS 300.

"You're such a bitch." She muttered. In fact, Kagome herself didn't even know why she hung out with them. They are mean and don't care about anyone.

"What was that?" Yumi whipped around and looked Kagome in the eye. Kagome smirked.

"I called you a bitch. I'm not crying and it's not my loss." she shrugged, her keys dangling from her right hand.

"Whatever." Yumi said hotly. She pulled out her makeup and busied herself. Kagome smiled brightly and pushed the unlock button on her keys, making the car beep.

Although she didn't like them because they were mean, didn't mean she didn't have a problem telling them how she felt. Sometimes it wasn't her place and she'd keep her mouth shut, but other times she really didn't give a damn.

And the sad thing about it? They didn't dare say something back, because she could be just as mean (only to them). They also knew, that even though they were rich, Kagome was richer.

They all piled into her car and the radio popped on as soon as she started the car. The song just happened to be, Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous. Kagome shook her head at the irony, but turned it up nonetheless.

Always see it on T.V.or read it in the magazines
Celebrities want sympathy
All they do is piss and moan inside the Rolling Stone
Talking about how hard life can be

I'd like to see them spend the week livin' life out on the street
I don't think they would survive
If they could spend a day or two walking in someone else's shoes
I think they'd stumble and they'd fall
They would fall (fall)

Lifestyles of the rich and the famous
They're always complaining, always complaining
If money is such a problem
Well they got mansions
Think we should rob them

Did you know when you were famous
You could kill your wife and there's no such thing as
25 to life as long as you've got the cash to pay for Cochran
And did you know if you were caught and you were smoking crack

McDonald's wouldn't even want to take you back
You could always just run for mayor of D.C.

I'd like to see them spend the week livin' life out on the street
I don't think they would survive
If they could spend a day or two walking in someone else's shoes
I think they'd stumble and they'd fall
They would fall (fall)

Lifestyles of the rich and the famous
They're always complaining, always complaining
If money is such a problem
Well they got mansions
Think we should rob them

Lifestyles of the rich and the famous
They're always complaining, always complaining
If money is such a problem
You got so many problems
Think I could solve them
Lifestyles of the rich and famous
We'll take your clothes, cash cards, and homes just stop complaining
Lifestyles of the rich and famous
Lifestyles of the rich and famous
Lifestyles of the rich and famous

Kagome sang along with her "friends" as the song died down. Soon enough, they were at Yumi's mansion, and then Eri's. Kagome pulled away, thinking about the day's events. She got some shopping done for the new school year, and was ready for it to start tomorrow. She couldn't wait to get her classes and meet new people. She was excited. Her senior year of high school. Then she'd be going off to some hella expensive university.

Kagome pulled up to the tall black gates surrounding her father's property, and when they opened she drove down the long, long, long drive. While driving she took in the scenery. They were in a pretty secluded area. Tall foresty trees surrounded the paved road, letting in only a bit of sunlight when it was right overhead. Vast amounts of property, spread out far and wide, and there were even some parts she hadn't been to, even though she'd lived there since she was seven or eight. After about three minutes, her well-guarded and beautiful house came into view.

Parking in a garage full of about 30 different types of cars, ranging from SUVs, sports cars, limos and motorcycles, she turned down her blasting rock music and then stepped out of her car.

Walking out of the garage and into the house, she set her keys down on the kitchen counter and looked through a pile of mail. Mostly magazines and colleges sending her information about their campuses. She sighed and then walked down the main entrance hall, to the elevator.

"Oh, Miss Higurashi," a maid bowed down after addressing her. "Your father asked to see you as soon as you stepped in." she bowed again, before continuing her duties.

Kagome groaned and ran a hand through her hair. She reluctantly walked down the hall, further and past the elevator, till the hall came to a door. Pushing open the polished glass and oak doors, she walked out into an outside all. She looked out from the balcony/hallway onto some of the miniature gardens. They were filled with trees that hadn't grown all the way yet, with pink, white, yellow, and a royal purple colored flowers all clustered around in manicured grass. Soon she came to the other side, with another door and came into a lounging room (usually where he met company). The room was decked out with comfy couches and recliner chairs. There were about three glass coffee tables all in front of a couch, all having center pieces and off white and red candles. The walls were painted a deep scarlet red, and the furniture was chocolate brown and creamy white. There was a large brick fireplace, burning with a fire in it and it gave the room a strange, yet warm orange glow. The carpet matched everything in the room, the main color scarlet with brown and creamy white designs. 'Custom made', Kagome reminded herself. She took a few steps closer and the smell of vanilla became stronger.

Why her father's favorite room smelt like vanilla, she didn't know, but she had a pretty vague idea.

Kagome stopped at the back of a couch and set her mini black and red backpack down.

"Oh Kagome darling. How was your day?" Kagome raised a slim black eyebrow at the sickly sweet tone this lady was using.

"Fine..." she said bluntly. "Where's my father?"

"He should be coming now." The reddish-purple haired woman replied. Kagome sighed and ran a hand through her hair.

"Right..."

"So how's school honey?" Kagome turned an evil look on the woman.

"Refrain from calling me honey. And I start tomorrow."

"Oh...right," they fell into an uncomfortable silence and Kagome rolled her eyes.

"My two favorite women in the whole entire world!" her father cam in clapping his hands loudly, his voice booming. The woman stood up and kissed her father lightly, making Kagome was to wretch.

"Hello daddy," she said. She stood up with a fake smile and gave her father a little hug.

"How's my angel?"

"Peachy." She sighed. "The maids said you needed to see me."

"Oh yes. I wanted to announce that Rikku and I are leaving for about a week. Today is Sunday; so that means we'll be back by next Saturday." Kagome nodded slowly, and her gaze shifted to Rikku, her father's newest playmate.

"Why are you leaving and what time?"

"We leave in about an hour and it's for business purposes. Your brother already knows. He's probably up in his room sulking," he started. Kagome rolled her eyes inwardly. Yeah right, her brother was probably celebrating, just as she was about to do. "Anyway, that boy is so weak. He probably won't be able to run my company as my heir." He mumbled to himself, although Kagome caught every word. She glared, hard.

"Like you're the best person in the whole world." She said, shaking her head. "Whatever daddy, have fun. I'm sure it's exciting for you, and don't worry about us, I'm sure we'll be able to make due."

She slid past her father and his future wife and headed back towards the elevator towards her room.

Once there, she fell back on her bed and relaxed. But before she could get some beauty rest, she had to change into her pajamas and do her nightly routine.

When she finished, she got under the covers and thought about how the day might play out tomorrow. New freshman to scare, old friends, and new hot guys in the senior class - She was single and free and maybe she'd meet someone interesting.

Maybe...just maybe...

A/N: soo...how was it? did you like it? well please review and tell me what you think. It means a lot. The next chapter is one of my favorites so far and it will be super long. Please R&R. thanks I love you all!

Later Dayz, TaintedMunkeyz