QJP: Yeah, yeah, I know, I know. I said that I wasn't going to start a new fic until I finished at least one of my other ones. Actually, I said that I wouldn't be starting this one until The Punishment was completed.

PLP: All I gotta say is (Yawn).

QJP: THAT'S MEAN! Especially since you have NO idea how much fun this fic is gonna be!

PLP: I'm not yawning at your fic I'm yawning because I'm tired! I didn't fall asleep until 4:30 this morning!

QJP: Oh. Well, anyway, like I was saying, I know I wasn't supposed to start a new fic until one of my other ones were completed but I just had too many good ideas for this one and it was practically begging me to write it immediately.

PLP: Wow so confusing…

QJP: The story of your life…anyway to end this author note, I should point out that PLP and me do own the Inu gang. They are being held captive in Barn Love…even though Miroku is the unhappiest one of them all about this.

PLP: Hmmm I wonder why. Maybe it's because some crazed Miroku fan stole him and then beat him up! Poor Miroku…oh wait I meant poor author for having to DEAL with Miroku!

QJP: Yes well, here's the first chappy! OH YEAH! Forgot to mention that this whole fic will be in Sango's point of view. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: New Year, New Teacher

"SANGO! WAKE UP! IT'S YOUR FIRST DAY OF YOUR SENIOR YEAR!"

That was the annoying sound of my equally annoying little brother, Kohaku. I groaned and pulled the covers over my head to try to drown out the sound. Then I heard the door open and felt something heavy on my bed. When I peeked over the covers, there was Kohaku, jumping on the bed trying desperately to A) wake me up B) annoy the hout of me C) seal his fate or D) all the above.

"Kohaku, if you know what's good for you you would shut up, get off my bed, and run. All within 5 seconds." I growled.

"You can't do anything to me. Besides, you have to take me to school too." He said, sitting on the bed next to me.

"Take the bus or walk. I don't have to take you anywhere."

"Yes you do. Mom said so. Now get up. I don't want to be late."

"Get out. I'm not taking you to school. Take the bus." I said, loosing all patience and throwing my pillow at him.

"Ow!" Kohaku cried out as the pillow hit him in the jaw. It seemed like he finally got the message that I was trying to give him because in an instant he was out of my room and running downstairs. "MOM! SANGO HIT ME!"

'Uh oh,' I quickly untangled myself from the covers and ran to the door. "HE WOULDN'T LEAVE ME ALONE! HE DESERVED IT!"

Just then my cordless phone started ringing and I walked over to it and picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hey Sango! I can't believe we're actually graduating this year!"

"Yeah, me nether Kagome. What are you calling for?"

"Oh right. My bof a sister took off with my blazer. Do you think you could give me a ride?"

"Yeah, sure. Let me just figure out a way to get rid of Kohaku and then I'll be over in…25 minutes?"

"Alright I'll be ready. And why do you have to get rid of Kohaku? I thought he took the bus every morning."

"He does but today for some reason he want's me to take him."

"But your car's only a two-seater. How are we going to fit all three of us in there?"

"That's what I need to figure out."

"Well, I'll let you go so that you can do that and get ready. Bye!"

"See you in 25." We hung up and I made my way out of my room and into the bathroom for a quick shower.

"Sango, are you ready yet?" Kohaku asked as I came downstairs and started heading for the front door with my car keys in hand.

"Take the bus. I have to pick Kagome up and seeing as my car's only a two-seater there won't be enough room for you." I walked out the door toward s my brand new red 2006 Porsche Convertible that I had gotten for my 19th birthday two months ago. I loved that car with all my heart. It had a white interior and I had bought a steering wheel cover that was black with red flames. To say the least, I looked hot in it with the top down and cruising on the highway, wind blowing in my hair.

Kagome's house

"HURRY UP KAGOME!" I yelled, beeping the horn and waiting impatiently in my best friend's drive.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Kagome said, locking the door behind her and then uneasily fumbling around with the uncomfortably short skirt she wore.

"What in God's name are you wearing!" I asked as she sat in the front seat and put her seatbelt on.

"Shut up and drive."

"Seriously, why are you wearing that?" I asked when we were finally on the main road to school.

"It was the only thing I had clean and I didn't want to do any laundry this morning and make you wait."

I just smiled knowing the real reason and said, "Are you sure that it isn't because you know that Inuyasha-" she blushed at the mention of his name, "-is in every one of our classes and you want to make him notice you?"

"N-no. Why do you think that I would wear something as short as this by choice?" she said, blushing even darker and looking out the window.

"Ah ha! I knew that was the reason!" I slammed my palm on the steering wheel to emphasize my point, and the horn accidentally went off. Surprised, I jumped and had to pass a very slow moving car that was in front of me. The driver of the offending vehicle glared and flipped me off. I just ignored it and then cut him off.

"Are you sure you didn't get your license out of a Cracker Jack box?" kagome asked, putting a death grip on the leather seat.

"I'm not that bad." I said as I pulled into a parking spot, shutting off the car and unlocking the trunk to get our bags and books.

"Hun, I think Koga and Inuyasha put together are even a better driver then you are."

"Now THAT was a low blow." I stated, closing the trunk and handing Kagome her bag while also starting for the door. You see, Koga and Inuyasha were the two most competitive guys in the entire school. They were always doing things to prove who was the better demon, never mind that Inuyasha himself was only half. They could be heard AND seen tearing out of the parking lot every day after school and practically racing each other down the road. Both had been in almost 5 accidents in 4 months due to their antics.

"Yeah, I guess it is." Kagome admitted, looking at her schedule to see what her locker number was. "Oh, no."

"What?"

"It's Hojo. I'll just deal with him and meet you in 1st hour."

"Alright. Good luck." We then parted, her going to talk to the obsessive boy and me to the classroom.

6th hour

(A/N: Yes, I am skipping around, mostly because this is where the story is going to mostly take place)

Band. There was no other word for it, except possibly the best class in the world according to Kagome and me. It was the last class of the day and we absolutely loved it. Since all our lockers ended up close together, me, Kagome, Inuyasha, Hojo, and Koga would all meet there and walk to band together. Me with my trumpet, Kagome and Hojo with their clarinets, and Inuyasha and Koga with their trombones.

Once we had all sat in our respectable places and chairs, me being 2nd chair, Kagome being 3rd chair, Hojo being 5th chair, Inuyasha being 1st chair and Koga being 2nd chair (much to his disappointment at being second best to a hanyou), the band teacher, Mr. Myoga, came in and stood on the podium. He tapped the stand in front of him impatiently with his baton and cleared his throat.

"Class, please settle down. I have a very important announcement to make." He said in his squeaky little voice.

Once everyone had quieted down and was paying attention. I noticed a young man standing next to the podium looking confident and nervous at the same time.

This young man was actually really good looking with black hair tied in a small ponytail at the base of his neck and deep purple, almost blue eyes that were looking about the room. The eyes met mine and held them for what seemed like forever but probably was only for about 1 or 2 minutes. He was dressed in a pair of black slacks and a purple button down shirt.

Then I realized that Mr. Myoga had been talking this entire time that I've been checking this new man out. I quickly turned my attention back to him as he was just getting to introduce him.

"-and so, because of this, Miroku will be helping me out this year. I hope you make his stay with us pleasurable. He is, after all doing this for job training as well as education."

With this, Mr. Myoga stepped off of the podium and Miroku took over with the rehearsal. While we played, I realized that this year would certainly be the best one of them all.

QJP: Well, what do you think? Should I continue?

PLP: Good first chappy. Short, but good. And yes, I think you should continue.

QJP: Good. Because I definitely DON'T want this to end up like my other story, The New Youkai, which I had to delete because I only got 2 reviews on it and then lost all inspiration to continue it for the time being. Anyway, if you readers will also be my reviewers, then I'll answer all your questions or comments in the next chapter! In short…REVIEW PLEASE!