Ch. 2 – Surprise, Surprise
KAGOME POV
Tuesday, June 26th 2007
I'm pretty sure amongst that drama I didn't mention that I went to a school called Gomu Ookama Junior Public School. It was named after a legend that happened hundreds of years ago. It was named after a particular friendship that happened in the legend. It was about a rubber man and a swan man being enemies but the swan man became nice and helped the rubber man. I think it was named like this to say that in this school even enemies can become friends. It was a school that only went up to grade six. Seven years of my life were dedicated to that school and I had the best time in my whole entire life. Now we were all graduating. All of my friends since kindergarten, with the exception of a few that moved away like Sango Taijiya, Rin Tao, Ayame Rouishe, Kagura Tomoe, and Kanna Tomoe.
I was supposed to move last year but we stayed because I begged to. "It's only one more year. Let me finish it and then let's go." Those were my exact words to my mother. And now finally, I was graduating! I wasn't graduating normally either; I was a Valedictorian. An Academic student. Everyone said congratulations to me and believes it. But I just can't seem to absorb it. I'm still thinking it is a dream that will wash away as soon as I open my eyes. I gave my speech that I worked a few days on. Everyone was supposed to say goodbyes but no one did. We all just mingled. Why? Because we all knew we would meet each other the next September as always. But it wasn't true. I was moving. My parents changed their minds all of a sudden during that July. So we were moving. As a result I couldn't even say goodbye to my best friend. I didn't see any of them for a long time.
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Friday, August 3rd 2007
Guess what today is? The day I move. I'm moving. Yup. This was my present for becoming a valedictorian. I sighed.
I'm sad, yet happy.
I'm sad because I have to separate from my close friends without a chance to say goodbye. I may never see them again. I also have to make new friends quickly and I don't find friends that fast. I don't want to be a loner.
I'm happy and exciting because I'm moving into a house which means I get my own bedroom. One that's warm and cozy. Note: emphasis on warm and cozy. I can start a flower garden and there will be more space in the house to run around and play in.
So you see, the happy thoughts outweigh the dark thoughts. And as of now I am going to predict I am going insane. Why? It's because I can swear on my life that my conscious and I are both repeating the same stupid thing.
I'm moving. You're moving. I'm moving. You're moving. I'm moving. You're moving. I'm moving. You're moving. I'm moving. You're moving. I'm moving. You're moving.
My brother's shouts brought me back to the cruel and inevitable reality.
"Ow, ow, ow. I think I pulled a muscle. Ahhhhh!" he was wailing. Something I hated about him, but made me want to help him. I know you guys are all staring at me now, and thinking… "How can a wailing kid possibly make you wanna help him?" Anyway I ended up doing what I normally do when he's bawling like a baby.
"You're such a wuss!"
"I am not a wuss!"
"Are too! Do you even know what a wuss is?"
"Are not! Of course I do!"...
…"Does that even make sense? Yah, you know what it is? Enlighten me my dear brother."
"Yes! You fat pig! I don't need to tell you to prove that I know it."
"No! Who are you calling a fat pig, you stupid wimp! If you don't tell me it means you don't know what it means."
"Yes! You, you stupid moron."
"No! You shouldn't even be calling me names like that. You're only going to grade four! And don't ignore the order to tell me what a wuss is."
"Yes! Who said I couldn't? You're not my boss so you can't order me!"
"No! You're such an annoying little brat!" I ended the argument. I WAS FRUSTRATED, YES. But I would never stoop so low as to fight with my brother to relieve it. But his counter attacks were pretty good for a grade four kid…
Did you not just do that? See! What did I tell you? I'm going insane, I tell you.
No you're not. You're being normal. Now that's just freakishly creepy. Who the heck are you? And how is that even normal?
I am your conscious mind. You can call me Mini-Kag until I feel you are mature enough to handle my real name. And it is normal because everyone has a conscious mind. Some are not strong enough to handle the other mind in their heads and may die. I will slowly begin to talk to you more. I shall be the one person you confide to until you find someone else that is close to you as I am to you. That is all.
Alright…. Isn't your real name my name? And that was a whole lot of talking. I asked her confused. I didn't receive an answer.
And our conversation ended just like that, since at that moment we heard a honk from outside, signalling our time to leave. I sighed. Bye-bye my friends. And hopefully we see each other soon.
No. My real name is the name I want it to be. It would be one of the names you've always wanted to have. I am talking to you a lot because you have a lot of mental strength to handle this. But you will get tired soon too as you have just noticed and was about to experience until I responded.
I received a well-explained answer just as I was about to doze off to sleep in the comfortable space of the blue car. I'm going to a new home… I'm going to paint my room purple…
A/N: Yes, I made a reference to One Piece (those of you, who read it, know what I am talking about!) I hope you like this chapter and the new chapter 1 (new and improved) better than the old ones. I do!