"Painful Goodbye?" I muttered to myself as I walked home. It really did sound like a good song name, but what had Kikyo meant by, "it is a song?" I spoke out loud. "I've never heard of it…"
"Never heard of what?" A voice asked behind me. I stopped walking and turned to look at who was talking.
"Why do you care?" I asked her. The girl in front of me was pretty and I recognized her school uniform. She went to my school. "Who are you anyways?" I asked.
She laughed, which I found strange. She had black hair to her shoulders, and she wore it down except for a tiny ponytail on the side of her head.
"I'm Rin," She said, holding out her hand. I shook it.
"Kagome," I replied. "And again, I ask why do you care?"
"Where you talking about a song?" She asked. I nodded.
"How did you know?" I asked, somewhat nervously.
"You were talking out loud," She laughed again. Weird.
"Yeah. Have you heard of it?" I asked her.
"I was there when it was written." She explained.
"Who wrote it?" I needled her for information. I really wanted to know what I was getting myself into.
"I can't tell you," She smiled. She looked around my shoulder and her smile grew. "See you later," She added and ran to meet a man with long white hair. When he lifted his, I saw his piercing red eyes as he smirked at me. Rin waved, and the couple continued in the direction I had just come from.
"He looks just like…" I said, shocked. "He looks just like that no-good idiot I'm going to be working with from now on!!!" I turned around and fast-walked my way home, fuming about the events of the day.
So the band hated me, and regretted me, and wished I was someone else.
So someone from my school that COULD have been my friend was with my one newly-hated nemesis' family.
So my life sucked.
"My life doesn't suck!" I said to myself. "I'm just gonna have to make the best of this," In my head I thought about quitting, but in my heart I knew what my job was. I looked down at the lyrics I was holding and started to read.
Then I reached my house, and started to walk up the driveway.
"Kagome!" My mom called out the window. "Someone called for you. Inu-…Inu- something?"
Oh, my life really did suck.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I don't think this chapter turned out as good as the other ones. I really like writing from Inuyasha's perspective, because Kagome doesn't have the same emotional feelings as him. Thank you for reading ^_^
-D.W.T
