Kagome sighed as she waited for the last bell to ring. It was her last class and she couldn't wait to get out of school. She stared downwards at her notepad, noticing little drawings here and there next to her notes. Nothing had happened, things were going okay. Except for the fact that whenever her small group would pass the halls, or herself for that matter, students would whisper to each other and stare. Not to mention the part that she had two classes with Inuyasha.

'That guy could really get on my nerves!'

She thought of her schedule and realized that it wasn't all that bad.

'Hmm…first class is History, with Miroku. Second class is English with Sango, Math is with Inuyasha, Science is with Houjo…'

She mentally blushed and smiled lightly at his name. She brushed it off and continued…

'…Speech is with that red head girl…I think her name was…Ayame?'

Kagome stopped to ponder a bit. She was lightly tapping her pencil eraser on the desk.

'Yeah, her name was Ayame. Health is with…Ms. Kaede, hmm…don't really know anyone in there. Uhh…let's see…GYM. I have Gym with everyone. Then there's this class…who do I know in here?'

Kagome sat straight in her chair and turned her waist to the side, trying to see if she knew anyone. She slowly scanned the classroom, eyeing every student inside. Some of them were falling asleep, which brought her to a silent giggle every now and then. She brought her waist back and slumped down a little, her petite body sliding down the glossy chair.

'Guess I don't know anyone here, yet.'

She brought her chin up and rested them on the palms her hands, which were supported by her elbows on the desk. Her eyes darted here and there, then at the clock, on the far upper right corner, above the door. She wanted to leave already. She still had some un-packing to do at home for God's sake! She sighed and began to doodle on her notepad. For being in Economics, it was quite boring…very boring. She didn't understand a thing. She overlooked her notes.

'Macro? Micro? The only macro' I know is macaroni, and the only micro' there is, is microwave…'

Kagome's stomach made a slight growl. She was hungry. Of course, all she had eaten for breakfast was a slice of toast. She didn't eat anything for lunch because she was too busy laughing at Miroku and Inuyasha fight over the last burger at the lunch line, even though it was their third one! Kagome smiled at her memories of earlier and sighed.

'Inuyasha isn't so bad…'

But then she remembered the huge argument she had with him in Math. They argued over a stupid math problem. Kagome isn't dumb, and neither is Inuyasha. They debated the mathematical problem the whole fifty minutes of class. Of course everyone loved to watch the two argue, class had ended and the teacher would give the answer tomorrow, allowing a bonus if they got it right.

She sighed and tried to pay attention. She looked at the clock once more and sighed in annoyance.

'Three more minutes...'

She slowly began to gather her things together and put them aside on her desk. That way, when it was time to leave, she could just open her bag and slide them in. She looked at the clock once more.

'C'mon, ring already!'

Kagome dropped her pencil and bent sideways to pick it up. When she lifted herself up, the bell had rung. She mentally smiled and stood to put her things away in her bag. She could hear all the other students putting their stuff away as well. She slung the bag on her shoulder and walked out with the rest of the other students. Students were talking and rambling about what they were going to do tomorrow and the next day.

'Can't they take one day at time?'

She ruffled through crowd and met up with Sango.

"Kagome, why do you carry your stuff in that big yellow bag for?"

"For my books of course. Why? Where's your bag?"

Sango sighed and put her arm around her friend.

"You're in Shikon High, we have lockers. You'll probably get yours tomorrow."

"Oh. "

Both girls walked calmly towards the exit doors and outside. Kagome could feel everyone's eyes on her, whispering. She even glanced and noticed that some waved and smiled to her, people she didn't even know.

Sango noticed her friend was a little too quiet and decided to question.

"Are you okay?"

Kagome glanced towards her friend and kept her eyes on the floor.

"Tell you outside..." Sango shrugged and kept moving.

"Alright."

They passed the front of the school and walked to a nearby park. It wasn't a big park, just one of those small ones for the kids.

They sat on a metal table facing eachother. Kagome took her backpack off and leaned in. Sango just awaited her questions.

"Sango...why is it that every time I pass by, everyone looks at me like I'm some kind of ghost?"

Sango sat uncomfortably and shifted around.

"What are you talking about?" Kagome narrowed her eyes towards her best friend.

"C'mon! You know what I'm talking about. I know you've heard them whisper around us, especially when I'm talking to Inuyasha. It's like the whisperings get louder."

Sango sighed and slumped in her sitting position.

"It's not you they're talking about, Kagome."

"Then who is it?" Sango sighed again and leaned on her elbows.

"It's just that...you look like this girl. She moved away about a year ago...she was real popular too."

Kagome scoffed. "So now I'm this 'reincarnation' of this popular chik?"

"It's not that. You see...Inuyasha and her dated last year. Their break-up was hard, and everyone found out. It was very intense, last year. She moved away, where? No one knows. But you look so much like her, every one thought it was you when you entered."

Kagome didn't like this. Not at all. She wanted for people to like her for her, not start friendships because they thought she was some one else.

"What happened to Inuyasha and this person? I mean, a break-up can't be that bad, can it?"

Sango was about to begin but was cut off by a sly Miroku making his way south of Sango's body with his hand. She turned and slapped him hard on the face.

"Lecher! Why don't you go...check out the cheerleaders or something!?" Inuyasha chimed in, as usuall.

"Because they ain't got those pretty small uniforms we like so much.

Both girls rolled their eyes. Kagome stood up and slung her back pack over her shoulder. She turned to leave but glanced back, noticing Sango giving Miroku eying daggers.

"I'm going home. I'll see you guys later."

"Bye Kagome, I'll call you later." Kagome waved towards Sango went towards her way.

Inuyasha watched as Kagome left. There was a slight breeze passing by and he could see it, playing in her hair. A painful memory passed him. He shuddered and shook it off. It was about time he took 'her' out of his mind. It's been a year, a WHOLE year. He had to get over it.

'It's not like she's coming back anyway.'

He coughed and cleared his throat.

"Hey, I think I'm gonna get outta' here. See you guys."

Sango and Miroku quit their small battle and stared as Inuyasha ran to keep up with Kagome. Suddenly, Miroku had a wide grin. Sango just stared at far away pair.

"And he said he didn't want to meet her. Liar."

"She'll do good for him. He needs someone like her. She might be able to tame him a bit, too."

Sango looked at Miroku. He was close to her now, and he turned his head to be face to face with her.

"We all need someone, Sango. "

Sango blushed lightly and stood up abruptly, accidently knocking him down.

"Yeah well, not EVERY body needs someone. Most of us can do without."

Miroku stood up grabbed her by the arm before she could leave.

"You might be all 'strong' and 'impenetrable' on the outside...but I know you, Sango. I know what you want, what you need."

She moved her arm away from his grasp and started her walk. She stopped only to glance back at Miroku, who was watching her leave.

"You don't know shit." She began her walk again. Not once bothering to look back at him.

Miroku looked around him. He was alone in the park. Kagome had left, Inuyasha left after her. Sango had left. He was alone now. He sat down, but then got up. He made his way home. It struck him as odd how everyone was able to walk to school. How everyone was strangely close to the school. Was it coincidence? Or is it fate? A small grin played on his face.

'The gods are too, too, kind...fate it is.'