On Being a Pumpkin
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Chapter 2: Rebel, Rebel – Or Calamity's Child
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Ah, you came back… I'm glad. Anyway, my story, right, here goes –
I go to high school in a parallel universe. Oh, its true, I do. I don't even have to explain it to you for you to understand. Watch 'Saved by The Bell' some time. Notice how all the characters that talk are gorgeous and funny, each of them charming in their own little way? Awesome, now look at what's going on behind the neatly scripted dialogue you're supposed to be watching, can you see all those people? Right, bet you never paid much attention to them. I mean seriously, if you watch long enough, you'll notice that one person may cross the camera more than once. The point is, you're so busy watching the beautiful people that you totally miss the normal people behind them. Oh, don't feel bad, they are there to be ignored. Just like me. That's the way it is at my school. Everyone else ignored for the five or six perfect kids. Works out well for me though, I can use the diverted attention to sneak into school without being pushed one step closer to my 'Carrie' impression. (I know I bring her up a lot, but hey, if the shoe fits…)
I can say in all honesty that my favorite part of the day is the beginning. No one knows I'm there yet, everyone's half asleep anyway, and it's downright peaceful. Well, maybe peaceful isn't the right word, I mean locker doors are being slammed left and right, that's not very calming, now is it? I guess the muted chaos soothes me. And don't tell me, I already know, I'm weird.
So it was one of these treasured mornings that my story began to take place. Hmm, if memory serves, it was right around Thanksgiving, perhaps a few days before break. It was far enough along in the year that comfortable apathy had settled in the classroom, oh you know the time, right where the class isn't new anymore, and it seems like years before it will ever be over… that one. Anyway, I had Public Speaking first period (oh what a wonderful way to wake up) but when I walked into the classroom, I walked right back out. And then in again. Yup, time to go back out. (You see, I do my Saved By The Bell impression well)
Golden Boy v.1 was there. Yeah, you remember, Sesshoumaru. I was not a happy panda right then. Yeah. You see, long about sophomore year, I kinda pulled one of my that girl stunts and made a big idiot of myself. It was one of those blessed moments where the godly popular people stoop to talk to a mortal like myself, and I had to up and ruin it. It was in German class… I'm pretty good at German, and it showed. So, while the class was working on a particularly nasty translation, Sesshoumaru, who just had to be in that class – AND SIT RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, turned and asked me a question. I managed to squeak out an answer for him, and I was pretty proud of myself for getting it out. (He's hot, alright! And I'll admit it, I was right along with every other girl in the school, I had a crush on him. But don't go around telling people.) Anyway, through the rest of the assignment, he'd turn around at regular intervals and ask me questions, (All about German, unfortunately) and I was beginning to feel a little more relaxed. I mean, I hadn't messed up yet, had I? But then Calamity struck and I made a fool of myself. He turned to ask another question while I was bent over my assignment. I waited for the question, but instead I got, "I'm not distracting you or anything, am I?"
Bells rang and angels sang, I swear to God. He actually asked me a question not related (directly) to German! Somewhere, in my foolish mind, I figured to best response would be to flirt with him, just a bit. Where that rash of sudden courage came from, I have no idea, and I wish that it had just eff-ing stayed there, but no… So I looked him in the eye and smiled in what I hoped was a sexy way, then proceeded to attempt to suck on my pen. I was thinking that it might make him think of – oh hell, I don't want to say, it's mighty embarrassing, but I'm pretty sure you get the picture. In short, I wound up missing my mouth. Oh that was classy… To try to cover that up, I mumbled something like, "No, I'm good." then buried my head back in my work. He didn't ask anymore questions after that, and I was a little let down that it was over, my moment in the sun. Anyway, it wasn't until I'd gotten back to my locker that my dear friend Sango pointed out that I had written on my face. In front of him. Oh yeah, I'm that girl all the way through. Damn me.
Anyway, after the pen incident, he never spoke to me again, which was wonderful and heartbreaking all at the same time. He did stare a lot though, and I know he talked about me, I heard it. Kikyo got her licks in about the whole pen thing, having heard about it from Inuyasha. It was right about then that I decided that Sesshoumaru Tashio was a dick. So now Dick-boy's in my classroom. Why me?
The thought did occur to me that it was fairly common for recently graduated seniors to come and visit the school during break at school… and it was near Thanksgiving break… but bad things like happening to me, so I wasn't too willing to hope.
"Class, do you all remember Sesshoumaru Tashio? He graduated last year." Dreamy sighs from the female population in the room let the teacher know that 'Dicky' hadn't been forgotten. Wait, wait, female population sans Kagome. I snorted- softly, very – oh forget it, I was trying my best to turn invisible at the time. "I see that you do." The teacher said wryly, while Sesshoumaru just stood there and smirked. Jerk. "Mr. Tashio will be helping you with your final projects at the end of the semester. Currently, he is attending Howtobeadick University" ok, so the teacher so said Macalaster College, but I've got to ad lib a bit, no? Please? Fine, I'll just tell the story. You're no fun.
Turns out that he needs community service hours or something to graduate, and apparently, torturing Kagome counts towards his goal. I was just glad that he wouldn't be around regularly for another month. My sanity could only take so much.
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