Chapter 6:

I eyed the woman as Kitana handed me a cookie. She seemed older than the typical teacher… I thought that she was in her fifties.

"Thanks." I said eating the cookie quickly.

The woman stared at me; did she have a problem or something?

"So you still like him, then?" she asked.

"Yeah… I really think that I do." I clarified.

"Aaaw!" Kitana cried, "You still love him!"

"Perhaps… but I doubt that he will ever love me again." I said finishing the cookie.

"Don't be such a pessimist!" the lady cheered, "There are plenty of other fish in the sea!"

All of a sudden she didn't seem too old to me. In fact, there were bits of blue in her hair, and she was way too perky to be fifty. What was going on here?

"Umm…" I said as she skipped out of the room and back to her desk.

"Did you see that?" Kitana asked.

"Sure did." I said, the bell ringing overhead.

"Talk about frea-ky." She said as we went into the hallway.

"I'll see you later okay?"

"Yeah," she said, "Feel better, okay?"

"Uh-huh!" I replied smiling I said walking towards my next class, Gym (Phys. Ed for the sanity of a family member).

What had been up with that woman? She seemed so old one minute, and then so young and hyper the next… and she hadn't even had a cookie! I though that teachers were supposed to retire or something…

I changed into my "Phys Ed" uniform and grimaced. The white cotton polo shirt I had on did nothing for my figure that I wanted, and then there were the shorts. Green shorts that were just a step away form booty-shorts. They were for "better running performance" the teacher would say. Yeah right, they were meant for us to have to shave our legs every single day, and also to make sure we kept our legs closed in front of the boys, especially the few who had poor posture. It had absolutely nothing to do with running.

"Where are my shoes?" a girl was panicking, probably a freshman.

The seniors usually did it to the first girl they thought was just too happy, weird, powerful, mean, just about everything. They had chosen me last year, actually on the day after Hiei had asked me out.

I had been changing when I realized that my shoe shad gone missing. I looked everywhere, and then I finally cried out, 'Where are my shoes?'

'In there.' Someone had told me.

In a locker, in fact the highest locker, were my shoes. There was a word lock on it and that was that.

'Who knows the combination?' I asked kindly.

'No one.'

'So how do I get it open?'

'You guess.' She said exiting with all the other senior girls.

I put in ever word that I knew of until I gave up.

'Do you want the answer?' another girl asked.

'Yes.'

She put in the word 'stupid' and the lock opened. I retrieved my stuff and walked out into the Gym only to find that my class had to go to the tennis courts. For the rest of the period I had been stuck playing golf with the boys. To this day, I cannot stand the sport of golf.

"Here," I said showing her the locker in which they her shoes were hidden when the majority of girls had left, "Do you want the combination?"

"Please."

"Okay." I said putting in the word 'stupid', hearing the lock click open, and then I let her get her shoes.

"Thanks! My name's Kale." She said.

"I'm Yuriko." I said, and I walked out with her into the gym.

Kale had gray hair and green eyes that drew you away from her pale skin. She was shorter than average, but she was quite good at playing dodge ball from what I'd heard. And what do you know? That's what we were playing! In fact, she saved my butt a couple times during the game.

Then there was the fact that I was getting revenge.

Yuske and Kuwabara were in the same class as me, and they were hit more times in the face than needed. After a while, people just let Kale and I do all the work. It was nice. It got me so psyched and pumped for the football game that night too.