A/N: Hey! I'm updating! Why? Because you lovely people reviewed! You know, if you guys review more, I'd update faster! I had fun reading your guesses, and I'm sad to say some of your got it right. . . who, you will find out soon.

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Chapter 8: Guessings

I walked toward the classroom door, but Sango caught up with me. I knew this was going to start interrogations that I didn't want to do now. I held my hand up before she could say anything.

"Just wait, Sango. Please don't bombard me, ok?" I pleaded. She nodded and she looked as if she was just dieing to ask. We continued to walk to our second period, Government

"So did you call him? Did he call you? How did he get to your house?" She bounced, not being able to contain herself. I rolled my eyes and adjusted my things in my arms.

"No, I didn't call him. He just showed up at my house." We made it to our class, and as we entered, I could feel Kikyo's icy gaze on my back. I shuddered as a chill went down my back.

"Really? Out of the blue?" She tilted her head in confusion. I shrugged, showing that even I didn't know.

"He said he just 'had a feeling'," I thought about the comment. "Doesn't it sound stalkerish?" Sango rolled her eyes at me. She laid her things on the desk next to me and slid in the seat.

"Please, Kagome. You're finally getting attention from Inuyasha, and now you say he's stalking you? I wouldn't mind being stalked by Miroku." She sighed dreamily, twirling her hair.

"But Miroku would just stalk your room."

She froze and suddenly appeared to be in thought. "Come to think about it, I've been thinking that I've been hearing things outside my window . . ."

She gasped with the reality she discovered. She slammed her fist on the table, making everyone's gaze avert to us."That perverted boy! He's going to get it!" I waved my hand in her face, embarrassed by the scene she was making.

"Sango, lower your voice!" She closed her mouth, and crossed her arms, mumbling curses under her breath. I sighed. When would all this craziness end?

"Hey, Kagome."

I lifted my head to meet Inuyasha's gold hued gaze. He smiled and leaned on the desk in front of me.

"Hey, Inuyasha." This time I didn't stutter. I couldn't afford to embarrass myself in front of Kikyo. Speaking of her, I noticed that she sat in the very front today. I glanced back at Inuyasha, who had taken the liberty to sit in front of me. I noticed a speck of dirt on his shirt. My brow furrowed and I came back to the question I had just asked myself in my first period. I pointed to the stain.

"You have dirt on your shirt."

He looked down. "Oh, uh, thanks." He seemed to be embarrassed, though I couldn't think of why. Unless. . .

Maybe it was him who I saw out there! I was about to ask him, when suddenly the bell rang. Inuyasha turned to face the front. I gazed at his beautiful silver hair. I wonder if he died it or if it was natural.

I wanted to ask him, but I didn't have any time. I had to listen to the teacher because soon we were going to start the SAT testing and I needed to get this down.

The period passed normally, except for the glares I kept getting from Kikyo. When would she realize she wasn't in middle school anymore and grow up? We were getting near to college already and she still wanted to sulk over a guy. I shrugged to myself.

Go figure.

My day passed rather quickly, at least to me. By the end of the day I had already been glared at a hundred times, courtesy of Kikyo. At least ten different people asked me if inuyasha and I were going out. Really people, just because he drove me to school didn't mean we were going out!

Unfortunately, the rest of the school thought that.

I walked with Sango outside, knowing that when she saw Miroku she'd explode. I kept near her so I could pacify the situation. Miroku walked out, unbeknownstto the danger he was walking into. He had his nose buried in a book.

"MIROKU!" Sango shouted. Miroku turned and smiled, not noticing the death glare she was giving him.

"Sango dearest-" He was cut off when he saw her expression. She stomped toward him, her fists balled at her side.

"Don't you 'dearest' me!" She cried. Miroku stepped back, fearing the worst. She flared her nostrils. I wanted to slowly back away, because I only knew one thing.

Sango was not happy. You didn't want to be the one in her path when she was like this.

Miroku held his hands up. "But Sango! I assure you whatever you were told was a lie!" Miroku laughed nervously. I held Sango's arm so she couldn't stalk further. She scoffed at Miroku's statement.

"Huh. So you weren't peeking in my room, you peeping tom?" For a minute Miroku, looked as if she didn't make sense. Then he was stupid enough to answer,

"How did you find out?"

That did it. That was the straw that broke the camel's back. Sango freed herself of my grip and ran toward Miroku. She had her hand ready to strike, but when she was only inches away from Miroku'sface, she seemed as she was struggling.

Miroku had closed his eyes at the advancement. He peeked at Sango. Suddenly, she let it fall. She scowled at Miroku and grabbed the front of his shirt.

"I will keep a gun in my room from now on, and if I hear the slightest noise, and I mean slightest!" Miroku started to stutter ". . . coming from my window, I'll shoot." She let him go and stalked off to his car. Miroku was stunned that he was still in one piece. Even I was astounded she didn't' lay a finger on him. Maybe she did love him after all. I mean, to not beat him to a pulp? That took one hell of a self control. Miroku was still frozen.

"GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE IF YOU DON'T WANT TO DIE!" Sango shouted. Miroku all but ran to his car. I think he valued his life too much. He probably didn't mind that she was self-assertive. He probably liked it. I chuckled and walked toward Inuyasha's car, leaning on the glossy red paint job. I glanced at the doors and saw him walk out.

Right after him, trailed Kikyo, trying futilely to cling to his arm. He tried to shake her off, subtly, but she didn't get the hint. He shouted at her and she started to shout back. He bit something back that shut Kikyo up. He walked toward me, looking pissed as hell, but when he saw me he broke out into a smile. Feeling reassured, I smiled back. He unlocked the door and opened it for me.

"Ladies first, ma chérie." His voice turned to velvet as he used french. (Note to self: Make him speak french to you all the time. ) I slid in the passenger seat as he took his.

"So how was your day? Apart from the classes we have together." He dazzled me with one of his handsome smiles. I couldn't help but blush.

"It was alright. If you don't count the glaring Kikyo did." I murmured the last part mostly to myself, but he still heard me. He turned to me before putting the key in the ignition.

"Did she bother you? Did she say anything at all?" He asked, perplexed. I smiled widely to reassure him.

"It's nothing I can't handle. Don't worry yourself." I laid my head back on the seat as the car started. The vibrating motions were enough to make me tired. I felt sleepy for no good reason.

"So where do you need to go, Kagome?" Inuyasha's voice cut through the haze in my head. I sat up and turned to him.

"My house first, then my job. Are you sure you want to go to all the trouble?" I asked. He just smiled and drove the car out of the parking lot.

"Yeah, it's okay. No harm in helping out,"

The rest of the drive was pretty quiet. I was absorbed in my thoughts, as I imagined he was too. I thought about the way he had spoken to Kikyo. What did he say to her for her to pale so? I faintly wondered if he had threatened her or something. I felt the car stop.

"We're at your house, Kagome."

I rubbed my eyes. We couldn't have already gotten here.

"Really?" I looked out the window and sure enough my house stood outside. I sighed and opened the door. "I'll be right back, Inuyasha. I just need to put on my uniform," I dreaded wearing the ugly green thing in front of Inuyasha. Kurena would be upset if I didn't wear it though, since she was the one who had designed this year's new uniform.

Next year, I'd ask Ayame to enter something.

I walked the steps to my home as fast as I could. I gave rushed kisses to my family and climbed the stairs to my bedroom. I rushed to my closet and rummaged through my shoe boxes to the back of the of the wall, where I kept my uniform.

"I'm going to look so awful." I sighed in defeat as I slipped on the uniform. I grabbed my shoes and tied my hair into a quick ponytail. Nothing too fancy, but it would keep my hair out of my face. I felt slightly nervous, but I guess it would be because I was going to drive with Inuyasha.

"Calm down Kagome," I murmured to myself. I breathed in and out, and smoothed out the wrinkles in the uniform. I was about to walk out the door when I remembered my black notebook. I opened my drawer and took it and the pen.

By now, it was filled with the forbidden content people bought. I had found out many things about my classmates. Some things were normal, like someone liking Anime a lot more than I would have thought of, but others were just downright nasty. I shuddered just thinking about them. And what was worse was that many of them were my classmates, close friends almost.

I walked down the stairs slowly, counting the steps. The butterflies in my stomach hadn't gone away yet, even with my tireless efforts. I stepped outside as I bid my mother, Souta and grandpa goodbye. The air helped to clear my stomach and my head. I slid into Inuyasha's passenger seat.

"Ok. I'm ready," I smiled as he turned to face me. He tilted his head to one side, probably examining my hideous outfit.

"You don't have to stare." I pouted, causing Inuyasha to laugh. "What?" I demanded. He just shook his head.

"You're funny." He smiled, starting the car. I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, funny looking." I mumbled. He chuckled again but didn't take his eyes off the road. His eyes softened.

"I wouldn't say that." He mumbled low, intending for me to not hear, but I did.

What did he mean by that? Did he think I was pretty? I blushed at the thought.

Maybe.

We arrived just in the nick of time. He parked in the back, even though he thought he couldn't. I'd go ask Kurena to let him park here. I noticed I was late but when I walked in, there were no dramas. In fact, it seemed to be quiet.

Too quiet. Something was up.

I stepped in lightly toward Kurena'soffice. I heard wails and sniffling come from inside. What was going on? I stuck my head inside.

"What's wrong?" I asked, taking in Kurena's shattered form. Her make up was all runny, and tissues were all over the floor. I glanced around and saw Ayame with a box of tissues. She smiled apologetically.

"Wrong? Everything in my life is wrong!" She wailed, crying and blowing into the tissue she had in her hand. I grabbed the trash can and shoved it in font of her.

"Oh. Thanks Kagome," She threw the tissues inside. I kneeled in front of her.

"What happened?" I asked in a soft voice. Her smoky gray eyes locked with mine.

"I got dumped by my scumbag of a boyfriend." She cried. "But that's not all! The owner of the store wants to fire me!" She extended her hand for another tissue. Ayame gave one to her.

"They came earlier today to tell her she was on watc.," Ayame supplied the details. I felt bad for her and my sympathy went out to her. I might have to wear this ugly suit, but she was still my friend.

"Don't worry. Just be on your best behavior, ok?" I stood and turned to Ayame. Kurena had ceased crying and was now wiping her eyes of the make up that had run down her cheeks. She smoothed out her suit.

"They also told me that the design for the uniform was "Atrocious". I didn't mention that I had been the one who designed them," She exited the room with those words. Probably to the bathroom. I sank down in the first chair available. Ayame sank down by my side.

"She's really upset," Ayame gave me a cup with water from the fountain. I happily drank it.

"Yeah, but I'm kinda glad I don't have to wear this anymore." I pulled at the collar of the shirt. "It's like a green disaster, but I didn't want to hurt Kurena's feelings." Ayame sighed.

"I know. I just happy that it was that she was more upset about that then getting dumped." She shook her head.

"By who?"

"Some guy named Denji."

I nodded. I heard the rumor that she had been dating the guy since high school. I turned back to Ayame.

"Do you know why?"

She shook her head.

I felt bed for her but I still had a job and so did she. "Well, gotta go. Got a cash register to guard!" I hugged her and walked out the employee's area. Sango was already at her post and Miroku was outside pushing the carts. I made it to my cash register and opened it with the key I had. I opened the bag the had my notebook. I stowed it where I always had.

The rest of my time went without anything new. Except for the lady who bought some lingerie that looked like she shouldn't and that man with the handlebar mustache eying her in a way that made me shudder. I glanced outside when they both left and I saw them making out, by the dumpster. You know what that means. . .

My eyes! I swear they burned.

There was another one who looked nervous when he came up. He held a package behind his back. I assessed him and kept my finger on the alarm button in any case. He all but threw the package for me too scan it. It was a package of pads. I laughed to myself.

"For your girl?" I asked, scanning the item. He just seemed to get more frightened.

"N-No," He stuttered, looking down. It seemed he was either very embarrassed or he was up to something.

My gut screamed the latter.

As I looked closer, I recognized the guy. Under all the layers of clothing and the glasses, I saw the boy that was latched onto Kikyo. His name was Ken. He was a sophmore, and completely under Kikyo's spell. I could smell evil all over this. I cut right to the chase. I held up the package.

"Is Kikyo wanting this? Last time I checked, she had that shot so she couldn't have a period." The poor boy started shaking, but I didn't let him talk. It just confirmed my suspicion.

Kikyo was trying to get me back.

I didn't know what or how, but I knew she was going to try to embarrass me. Ruin my rep.

Fine. If she wanted to fight with fire, I would too.

I packed the pads and bent over to get my book. I scribbled where I had all the other names. I popped the top off of my pen and began to write.

Kikyo: A bunch of pads. For revenge. Set up counter revenge plan with Sango later.

Just one more thing.

I wrote on another page.

To the Bitch of the year:

Congratulations! You have officially been crowned Queen of the Bitches! So good for you!

Eh, no. 0.o

If you think that I'm intimidated, you got it all wrong.

Let the flames begin.

The war starts as of now.

-Kagome

I ripped the page out and put in the bag and gave it to Ken.

"Make sure she gets this."

I had the satisfaction of seeing him run off. I laughed until it hurt my sides.

"What's so funny? I want to know." I turned and saw Inuyasha.

Inuyasha's voice never ceased to make my heart pump.

"Oh, nothing." I noticed the stuff he had in his arms. "You buying something?" I asked, pointing to the register. He nodded.

"Wow, what's all this stuff for?"

He had fertilizer, flower and vegetable seeds, garden hoes and small shovels. I remembered earlier that day.

"Oh, just stuff for someone."

Yeah right. More like for him.

"So when do you come out, Kagome?" He asked.

"At about 9:30." Inuyasha grimaced.

I frowned. "You don't have to take me, you know." I said giving him his bag. He shook his head.

"It's not that. I just need this stuff to get to my house by eight o'clock." He took his bag, his hands brushing against mine.

He smiled. "I'll drop these off and come back okay?" I nodded and he turned to leave. I sighed dreamily.

"So I see it's been getting better with Inuyasha, huh?"

I jumped. Ayame smirked, leaning against the register. I rolled my eyes.

"I guess. He did drive me to school and here." I fingered my pen and looked down. "He even talks to me during the day." I looked up toward Ayame.

"Do you think he likes me?" I asked tentatively. Ayame smiled.

"By the way he smiled at you, I'd say hell yes." She smiled and left, leaving me with my thoughts.

Could he really like me? I grabbed my notebook.

Inuyasha: Plant fertilizer, plant seeds and shovels.

I made another note.

Could he really like me? Could he be the one? Is he the gardener?

I sighed. I'd had to investigate later.

I would wait for Inuyasha.

A/N: So what did you guys think? Hopefully, you guys keep guessing. Does he like her? Is he the one for her? And what is Kikyo going to do to ruin her rep? You'll find out soon enough! And most importantly, is he the Gardener?

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Next chapter: Flowers

Kagome starts to get flowers on her desk. She wonder who could it be and she toys with the idea of Inuyasha. Sango and Miroku are still upset at each other (Mostly Sango) But could the flowers be from someone else entirely? And how will Kikyo react to Kagome's note?

And there are two stories I would like to recommend.

His reality by lakodasmoon

And Punk vs. Prep By TopazBanana

Read them! They are very good!

8/22/11

Edit: So I finished the editing up to this point! Remember to review and if you see these notes at the very bottom of your screen, it was edited by Daichi! See ya soon!