Ok for me this chapter doesn't seem to run very smoothly and is a bit boring. I'm terribly sorry. Other then that I hope you like this chapter.

A Broken Soul, an Unheard Scream

By: Soul's Hatred

Chapter 1 What am I doing?

I was growing restless waiting for my name to be called. How long was it supposed to take? I guess it didn't really matter, since I was missing the beginning of my first class at that moment. I looked up at the clock just for something to do. Five past nine it read, I had been waiting here for an hour already and still hadn't seen anyone. I sighed as I gave into the boredom that came from waiting with nothing to do except stare at the white wall. Sad really…I would have thought that this school was better then this at getting their new students a schedule and locker.

My head shot up from its dipped position when a door was opened. A girl with plain black hair walked out of the open doorway. She passed me with her head down and walked down the hallway. Her clothes were as dark as her hair making her already pale skin appear whiter then snow, the little skin that showed. The clothes were modest, covering everything except her face and hands. My eyes trailed after her until she turned a corner and disappeared from view.

"Inuyasha." I turned around to see an older woman standing in the doorframe looking down at me. "You may come in now." Nodding, I stood and followed her through the door. "Have a seat, Inuyasha, and we will talk about your schedule." Sitting a chair, I waited patiently for her to begin.

"I'm sorry it took so long, I was just having a little trouble with a student." She looked at me and then seemed to remember why I was there. "Oh, right." Her fingers began to work feverishly at the keyboard. "Takishite, Inuyasha, correct?" she inquired, pausing from her typing. I nodded my confirmation. The sound of a printer suddenly filled the room and she handed me a piece of paper a moment later. "There you are, sir."

"Thank you." I said taking the paper from the woman before turning and leaving the room.

My first stop was to my new locker, I had to check my number twice before realizing this was really my locker. It was a mess. There was silly string hanging off it and some red substance that I didn't want to know what it was. Slowly opening it, expecting the same on the inside as the outside, I was amazed to find that it was spotless. So there were a few cobwebs here and there, I could live with a few spiders.

Grabbing a pencil, I stuffed everything else into the small space and shut the door. My first class was…oh shit. I left my schedule in my locker along with the comb. It wasn't my day. I tried the comb a few times and luckily, it opened, when the bell rang.

Quickly grabbing everything I needed this time I dashed to my second hour, forgetting time was on my side.

Finally finding my class I walked into the room to find it had already started. Suddenly every eye in the room was directed towards me. Walking over to the teacher, I could feel the stares follow, really it was somewhat disturbing. "Find an open seat to sit in, Inuyasha, so we can resume class." Touchy, touchy, I thought.

Taking a seat near the middle the teacher began her lecture again. A few heads dropped onto the tables before the class was finished. Other then that, history has to be the worst class in the whole building.

It wasn't until lunch that I saw the dark haired girl again. She was sitting alone in a corner of the courtyard. I didn't have much time to look at her before people started to buzz around me.

"Hey, Inuyasha, come sit with us." Looking over I saw a table of people waving to me. I walked over there but not before taking a last glance at the mysterious girl.

"So Inuyasha, how do you like this hell hole so far?" A boy, with black hair that was tied in the back, asked.

"It's interesting." My reply was lacking but they accepted it.

"Yeah, just wait another week when they expect you to be to class on time. Then you'll know what it's like." A girl put in. She had brown hair tied into a high ponytail. Her pink eye shadow was terribly noticeable but accented her deep eyes.

"Yeah, I suppose." To be honest, I wasn't really listening at all to these people. I was more interested at getting a glance at that one girl.

They must have caught onto my distant replies for they looked behind them to see what had suddenly caught my attention. "I would stay far away from her." The sudden warning startled me.

"Why, what's wrong with her?" I inquired of them.

"Nothing is wrong with her. It's just a matter of whether you want a good reputation in this school. If you do, tip number one, stay away from her. Don't even look at her." The boy warned.

"I feel bad for her, honestly. I'm sorry, my name is Sango." She held out her hand and I shook it. "That's Miroku." She gave him a sideways glance before talking again. "The one who really sets what we do and don't do, though, is Kikyo." This time she tipped her head forward. I looked behind me to see the girl named Kikyo. She also had black hair, and held a strong resemblance to the other girl. She was different though, that's for sure. Just the way she stood and flirted showed she was completely in control.

She looked my way and caught my eye. She just stared at me before turning away with a slight blush on her cheeks. "You have no chance with her." I turned around to find Sango and Miroku looking at me.

"Why?" That's all I seemed to be doing, asking why. I felt so ignorant of everything. I hated that feeling.

"I think he has a chance. I just won't advise it." Sango said looking down at the table. "I mean you have to looks, you could snag her with a simple word." Then she looked up. "You know you could have anyone in the whole school, why go for Kikyo?"

"Who ever said I was going for Kikyo?" I quickly jumped to my defense.

"You still don't understand, do you?" Puzzlement filled my features. "She already has you."

"She does not!"

"I give him till he end of the day." Miroku said. Sango nodded in agreement.

"Oh, please. You don't think I waver that easily, do you?" that was a dumb question. They looked at me with dry looks. Like I said, a dumb question. I stood from the table and walked out of the courtyard. I'll show them, I thought.

Turns out that by the end of the day I had completely forgotten about the dark girl and was going out with the flirtatious one. Honestly, I never knew what kind of bonuses went with being the boyfriend of the most popular girl.

You don't know the kind of pain I felt though the next day when my arm was wrapped around Kikyo's waist and I noticed her look alike walking down the hall. I chose to ignore it though, and continued walking with Kikyo by my side. We broke apart from each other when we reached her homeroom.

I did manage to make it to my first hour this time. It was kind of a shame I didn't make it yesterday for in the back of the room, away from everyone else, sat the girl whom I had forgotten. Like the day before, she wore the color of her hair. Her eyes were still downcast, hiding the color. I shook my head when I realized what I was thinking. I was going out with Kikyo, not this girl whose name was lost in the world.

I took a seat near the front and spent the rest of the hour listening to the never-ending lecture that every class seemed to have.

This year was bond to be long.

Really really short I know. The next one will be longer. Oh, Thank you for all the reviews! They are wonderful!