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The Fitting Room
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. (It's because I'm not very creative!)
AN: Well, this is my first FanFiction, so please be nice!
"… and so, the Muslims entered Spain in 711." The history teacher finally ended her lengthy lecture. She walked over to her desk and grabbed a stack of papers. "This," she said, raising it above her head so everyone could see, "is your homework. Start it while you still have time." She started passing the papers out.
'Whew!' I thought, putting my pencil down. It wasn't that I disliked history, but I didn't exactly like it.
"Are you busy after school today?" Rin whispered her question, hoping the teacher wouldn't notice.
"No. Why?" I asked under my breath while heading my paper.
"Oh, I just thought we could go to the mall! After all, you are going on that special date!" my best friend exclaimed eagerly.
"Fine by me!" I said. I did need some new outfits after all.
As the school bell rang for the end of class, we walked out of the history room together. As I stopped by my locker, I found my so called "date" staring at me. I hadn't really accepted his invitation because I liked him, only because I pitied him. His attention for me was unwanted. My friends had recently been trying to convince me that he was "hot". I thought he was a bit dense.
"Oooh! In love with him yet?" Rin teased.
"I don't like him!" I cried out for what I hoped would be the last time.
"Well, even if you 'don't', you'll at least get a cute outfit just for the date?" Rin asked, a pleading look in her eyes.
"All right," I said, giving in. We walked out of the school doors.
"Guess what? We can get a preview of some outfits from this catalogue. I got it in the mail. Macy's is having a huge sale!" Rin exclaimed happily.
I was only listening inattentively while Rin chattered on about the sale.
"Earth to Kagome! I just asked you if you like this dress!" Rin was browsing through the Macy's catalogue. I glanced quickly at the picture of a low cut black dress with a huge slit up the side. The model looked at me with a sulky pout.
"Oh. Sure, I guess. But don't you think it's a little bit revealing for me to wear?" I asked, trying to convince her it was not the dress for me.
"I suppose…" Rin looked doubtful.
As we walked into the mall, Rin continued to look through the catalogue.
"Ooh! What do you think about this one?" Rin was certain it was the perfect dress.
"Yeah," I said absently. She had been suggesting different dresses for the past 10 minutes, and I wasn't really listening.
"You're not paying attention! Come on, just take a look!"
"Okay, fine," I said. "If you're so sure…" I took one look at the stunning picture and stifled a gasp. I had already fallen in love with the dress. It was flattering, but not too revealing. It was an airy shade of blue with a flowered embroidery design up the front.
"Well? Isn't it perfect? It'll bring out the color in your eyes!" Rin exclaimed happily.
"It's all right, I suppose." I tried not to show the desire in my voice.
"I know you love it!" Everytime I denied it she would bother me about the dress with new zeal.
"Okay… I admit it! I like it! Wait… let me see that." I looked at the price of the dress. "200 dollars just for a dress? I don't want to spend so much money just for a date with Hobo."
"Come on. You have to stop calling him that! After all, you guys are going out," Rin said with a wink. "It's love for sure!" she sighed dreamily.
Still looking at the catalogue, I didn't notice that Rin had veered off to Macy's without me. She ran back and dragged me purposefully toward the dress section. Searching ruthlessly for the dress in the catalogue, she was flipping racks left and right. Finally, after about 10 minutes of searching through dresses, she found it. Victoriously, she started waving it above her head like a flag.
"You have to try it on, at least! Maybe there's a discount?"
Grudgingly, I accepted the beautiful dress from her arms and walked into the fitting room. I walked into a stall and quickly tugged it on without a second glance in the mirror. As I walked out of the changing stall, Rin gasped in amazement.
"You look wonderful! Go on! Look in the mirror!"
I saw a completely different person as I walked up to the full-length mirror. I looked more mature, and it accented all the good aspects of my body. Gently, my hands went over the textured pattern of the swirling flowers.
I saw a woman stop behind me in the mirror. She opened her mouth in amazement. "Wow! You look very nice! What's your name?"
"Higurashi. Kagome Higurashi."
"Well, you would be perfect for the leading female role for the movie that I'm directing," she said, while pressing a business card into my hand. "Come by the auditions."
"I found the perfect girl to play alongside you!" Sango exclaimed as she walked into the auditioning room.
"Mmhmm… that's what you always say," I said under my breath as I scanned a magazine for interesting articles.
"I saw her in the fitting rooms at Macy's, can you imagine? And, to make things better, she's someone nobody's ever heard of! Just a normal girl! Are you even listening to me?"
"Yeah, yeah. I'm sure she's perfect," I said. "Did you get her to come with you then?"
"No! She was in the fitting room. How could I get her out of there? She was trying on a dress, for goodness sake!"
"Right. Well, I bet you 10 bucks she doesn't come by here."
"All right. Just you wait!" Sango said confidently.
"Was she serious?" I asked Rin.
"I guess…" Rin said, her voice trailing off.
"Well, I can't buy this dress, that's for sure."
"What a pity! You look so good in it too!" I jumped in fright at the new male voice.
"What are you doing in the women's fitting room, you pervert!" I yelled instinctively.
"Hey, nobody said that extremely charming men couldn't come in," the strange man said.
Rin looked stricken. "Do you know who you're talking to, Kagome?"
"A pervert?"
"No! That's the famous Miroku!"
"Umm… Who's that?" I said, hoping that I wasn't supposed to know who he was.
"He's the actor! Remember?"
"Uhh…" I said, straining my memory.
"Pleased to be of service," Miroku said, bowing slightly. "Anyway, Sango said to fetch you so she wouldn't lose her bet."
"Who's Sango?" I inquired suspiciously.
"Well, look at the business card in your hand, and maybe you'll find out!" Miroku said brightly.
As I read it, I found that Sango was the name of the director that I had met earlier.
"Come along, now! You can bring your cute friend too," Miroku said, eyeing Rin's bottom.
"So, where's this perfect girl? What's her name again? Kumi?"
"Kagome! Now, remember it because she's the one you're going to be working with for the next few years."
"Sure," I said sarcastically. I was getting bored waiting for this special girl. The whole day had been wasted with endless auditions in which all of the girls failed horribly. Either that, or Sango disapproved of their body image. She kept repeating that she would know the right girl when she saw her. While the line of girls dwindled outside the door, Sango decided that she would go out on lunch break. And she came back at three from… the fitting room at Macy's? Who knew how she ended up in the fitting room? Well, now Sango had found the right one. I hoped this girl would come sometime soon so that I wouldn't have to sit through another day of interminable auditions.
"So, which scene are you going to make us act out?" I asked, trying to pass time.
"Well," Sango said, "turn to page 35."
"HEY, YOU!" The security guard's gruff voice rang out after us.
I turned around. "What's wrong?"
"Don't pretend you don't know! You're stealing that dress!"
"Oh right, I forgot!" I gasped. I couldn't take it off here, though.
"How much is it?" Miroku asked.
"200" Rin said softly.
"I got it," Miroku said, while slipping out two 100 bills. "Here you go!"
"I don't handle the money!" the security guard said roughly, shoving the money back at Miroku. "That's what the cashier's for!"
"Well, how about a tip?" Miroku said, dishing out another 100.
The guard's eyes widened, and took the money. "Thank you for shopping at Macy's."
"Lalalala," I was extremely bored. I knew that my la-ing was annoying Sango, but wasn't that the point? She was the one who was making me wait here for this nonexistent girl.
"Stop it!" Sango finally snapped.
"All right, but you'll be giving me 10 soon!" I countered.
"Hah!" she laughed. "Just a petty 10? Let's raise the stakes!"
"How about 100?" I asked.
"No, that's too much to make you pay," Sango said with assurance.
"You're on!"
"I can't let you pay for this!"
"No prob," Miroku said nonchalantly. "It was only 300. Plus we need you immediately, so this is more convenient for all of us."
I remained unconvinced. "So what movie am I auditioning for?" I asked curiously.
"It's called The Sweetest Goodbye."
"How can a goodbye be sweet?" Rin asked.
"You'll see when you get a taste of him!" Miroku said knowingly.
"Who's he?" I questioned.
"Well, you'll be meeting him soon," Miroku said.
Miroku's answer just made me more curious.
"She should be here any second!" Sango said excitedly.
"What's so good about her?" I asked, annoyed. Sango had been talking nonstop about this girl for the past half hour. Also, as I got more fed up, Sango got more excited. Now she practically had stars in her eyes.
"For one thing, she's really cute!" she said with the same exuberant voice.
"Cute? Not hot?"
"No one said that hot was better than cute!"
"For me, hot is much more attractive," I said confidently.
"Even if hot is better, she's perfect for the role."
"Right," I said, sarcasm dripping from my voice.
"Well, you'll see."
The car pulled up to a large building. It just looked just like an office building, just bigger. A lot bigger.
Miroku announced our arrival and handed me a large booklet. The cover said in typewriter print, "The Sweetest Goodbye".
"Thanks," I said nervously.
"That's the full script of the movie, although you'll only be using page 35 in the audition. Just scan it over before going in," Miroku told me.
"Okay," I said, concentrating on breathing in and out.
"And good luck, though I'm sure you won't need it," Miroku said encouragingly.
"I'm sure you'll do well!" Rin said with certainty.
"Thanks," I said as they left me to scan over the script. The butterflies were fluttering in my stomach at a steadily faster pace. I skipped over the lines, not taking in any information. Finally realizing that this was useless, I took a deep breath and stepped into the room.
AN: Well, how was it?Remember, I'm not a great writer, so there could be mistakes.If there are any problems, tell me! Please R&R. Thanks!