Em-Sorry we never continued to write this because we forgot it sort of… well yeah we totally forgot but let's continued where we left off.

In any second the bell will ring so I don't have much time. I glanced at the bulletin board and grabbed the flyer. "Track" I said aloud.

Why did I take it? What overcame me to do that? I wasn't even sure what was going on exactly just a voice in the back of my head said to do it. I got to homeroom just as the bell rang, I sit next to Miroku since the seats are organized on who got the highest on entrance exams. Since Miroku and I both tied we sit next to each other in the front of the class.

When it finally came to me why I took the flyer, Miroku needed this to redeem the recognition he deserves. To be seen for the great person he is! He's my best friend who needs this! I took my seat and slide the flyer to his desk.

"O, hey Kagome, Our first calculus exam is today!" he looked down to his desk. Raising his eyebrows he glared at it, "Kagome…"

"Listen just do it you can well... become popular! And that's perfect for you right? No more spit balls no more wedgies no more swirlys!

"Kagome, I'm not sure what track is unfortunately but I'll look into it tonight!" My mouth hung open, how did a person with an IQ of 186 not know what track. "By the way the last time I got a swirly was in 4th grade."

I sighed and tried to imagine Miroku in fourth grade with his head in a toilet. The bell rang again homeroom was done and I was on my way to English. This sucked I had no friends in English and partners were being assigned today. I sighed as I took my seat beside a girl named Eris.

"So it true?" She asked turning to me

"Is what true?" I asked utterly confused.

"That you hit on Naraku! I heard Miroku got mad are you and miroku going out but you have a thing for naraku?" she asked excitedly

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" I screamed.

"KAGOME! LANGUAGE!" Mr. Evil toupee (Gungson) said.

"Sorry." I muttered. "No it's not true Eris where did you hear that?"

"Oh, I heard it from—"she started but Mr. Gungson interrupted.

"Kagome Hagurashi!" He said

"What?" I asked pissed.

"And sesshomaru Takahashi! You two are partners for the project this month!" He smirked evilly.

'THAT BASTARD!' I thought as the room went silent from its gossipers and gum chewers. Sesshomaru's friends started laughing at him as he turned to face me. It was the first time he faced me. It was an indifferent face. Which was okay. It could be much worse it could be a scowl or glare or something full of hate. But it was not requited. Because my feelings shows. I was blushing and my eyes grew wide and my lips pursed.

It was lunch now and Miroku sat next to me and Sango with his brows furrowed. "I figured out what track is, but I was quite uneasy when I realized who will be there. I am not acquainted with anyone in this track group."

"Do it after school please, they choose who gets in and not and if you don't you don't have to worry," I said in a soothing voice trying to make him calmer so his brows wouldn't be so furrowed.

"Kagome, the first meet is tomorrow and a party at Narakus house afterwards." Sango said she stuffed another bite of meat loaf surprise into her mouth. "He can't handle that!" Sango said food still in her mouth. Well he's going have to because I want this person to be perfect for once. Instead of dull I will do a good deed and change his life for the better.

At home was casual I was still a little unsure how I did on the calculus test. But 11th grade counts for college applications. And that lunch detention is making my mom not exactly put me in her trust zone.

Ring

Ring

Ring

"Kagome it's for you!" Souta screamed "IT'S A BOYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!" he mocked.

"Oh just give me the damn phone!" I said chasing him and grabbed the phone.

"Hey!" I said expecting it to be Miroku.

"Hello Hagurashi-san" The boy said

"uhh hi." I said "and this is..?"I asked confused miroku never called me that

"Sesshomaru." The boy who claimed to be sesshomaru said

"Uhh excuse me for a moment." I said and put the phone on mute then squealed jumping up and down then unmuted it.

"Sorry about that." I said holding in the urge to invite him over to talk.

"Would you like to come over?" he said

I started breathing heavily.

"S-sure. When?" i asked

"Tomorrow 7:30?" he asked emotionless

"OF COURSE! …err I mean sounds great see you then!" I said