A/N- Hey everyone, I hope you like this story; and Kikyou fans don't kill me. Just to let you know, I'm not a Kikyou hater and I'm not a Kagome hater, either. It's just that in my story I made Kikyou bad and maybe in my future stories I can make Kagome the bad person (no offence to Kagome fans.) Please read and review.
Chapter One
'Stupid school, I hate it. Why did I have to come here? This place should go straight to hell; NO it is a living hell,' she thought to herself. Then she started swearing in her head. 'And why do the friggin' uniforms have to be so short!-?' She was very annoyed because the uniform skirts were like half the size of her old schools uniform; and the shirts are so small, they're like tank tops.
What's wrong with this school? It's like they want everyone to look more hotter, and even some of the boys around here walk around shirtless trying to show off their abs. Her eye began to twitch. 'Pathetic wannabe's; they have nothing more to do than to show off.' she fumed as she kept walking. She shuddered; thinking about it crept her out.
'I guess today isn't my day,' she thought to herself inwardly with a wry expression. First of all, my alarm didn't go on in the morning; then I had to walk to school and I forgot my umbrella because later on it's going to rain later (so said the people in the weather forecast). Can this day get any worse!-?
'I guess I spoke too soon.' she thought, partly grossed out at the fact that straight ahead she saw a couple French kissing; her eyebrow began to twitch in annoyance. The girl had long, brown hair braided down her back, with a pink bow at the end of each braid. She also had a shirt which she folded to show her torso and a skirt way shorter than she can ever imagine. 'God,' She thought to herself inwardly, with a disgusted look on her face. 'I hate her already. Just by looking at her I can see that her sultriest is just one of her worst qualities.' And it didn't help the fact that the guy that was pressing her up against the locker, was just smothering her with his heated kisses. It's like they wanted people to stop and look at them. 'How pathetic,' she thought to herself; ignoring them as she walked by and swore under her breath.
'This school sucks.' she confirmed to herself; now feeling the anger and disgust rising inside of her. They (the school) have no rules or dress codes; it's like a joint in here! She mused, totally revolted. Then she continued on what she was doing cursing this school and at the same time trying, to figure out her schedule was trying to tell her.
She was more concentrated on her schedule than where she was actually going, so she turned the corner and headed through a door; unaware of where the door actually brought her too. She raised her head to see where she was, and saw a bunch of buys showering and changing. She blushed furiously when the boys looked at her with bewildered faces trying to cover themselves with towels, so she wouldn't see what she wasn't supposed to see.
She cringed and opened her mouth, "AAAHHH!" She screamed out loud that made everyone outside the boys change room stare at the door and wonder what exactly was going on in there.
"I'm sorry," she apologized, hastily. "I didn't look where I was going." she said apologetically as she hurried to the door to open it and get the hel-
When 'BANG!', the door opened and hit her right in the head causing her to fall backwards to the ground. She muttered incoherent things under her breath as she rubbed the abused spot and looked up to see a long, silver haired, boy. He helped her up and ask in a rude tone, "What the hell do you think you're doing here"? he asked, now unaware that the crowd of people outside we're staring at them with weird faces.
'He certainly is a good looking guy, but with an attitude,' she thought; now she was about to lose it . "Hey, you have no right to talk to me like that. I simply didn't see where I was going so that's why I ended up here! It could've happened to anyone," she said, trying to control her tone and anger before she fully lost it, and say something she would regret later on.
The silver haired boy didn't say anything but just walked inside the change room. 'I can't believe I almost it there,' she thought; now stepping out of the boys change room with much relief. Then a girl came up to her; she had long, black hair and looked liked her a lot and said-
"You better stay away from InuYasha, that silver haired boy you just saw," she said in a rude tone that made her eyebrow twitch in annoyance. "He's mine you got that? By the way, I'm Kikyou, captain of the cheerleading team of this school," She stated in a proud, smug tone. "And if you ever get near InuYasha," Her tone turned deadly. "I can turn everyone in the school hate you, understand!" Her eyes narrowed.
"Yeah, he's all yours," she replied with a wry tone; thinking to herself: 'Who would ever like an arrogant, rude idiot anyway?' She paused. 'Oh right,' she thought, snorting to herself. 'The snobby brat that stood before her could possibly like that InuYasha idiot.'
"You'd best keep away from him," Kikyou warned as she walked away while the crowd returned to what they were doing.
A/N – If you're wondering who the girl in this story is it's pretty obvious, but if you don't know who it is, you have to read the next chapter to find out. I hope you liked my first chapter so please review it.
