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Split Personality Disaster

Ch. 6 – Hair Results in Confrontation?

KAGOME POV

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Wednesday, September 5th 2007

As I guessed, as soon as I stepped out for lunch, I was bombarded by girls of the older grades (mine and the grade eight's).

"How'd you grow your hair so long?" I never cut it. Duh.

"Your parents actually let you? Mine would never…" It's called convincing and talking to them.

"It's so glossy…" It's called shine.

"It's so soft…" That hand is getting annoying…

"It's so wavy in some and straight in…"It's called natural.

"Oh my gosh, it's so long!" No kidding Sherlock.

"It's past her knees!" You just noticed?

"No wonder she kept it in a braid or a pony tail…" Really?

"Can you guys stop gushing over my hair?" Everyone stopped as expected. I rounded on the girl still holding a lock of my hair. "Can you let go?" She did and guess what? An added bonus: she took a step back.

I stared at all of them. Not moments ago they were all lively like little 3 year olds gushing over candy and now look at them: scared for their lives. Wimps.

"I'm sorry. It's just that I hate it when people touch my hair and you guys were all doing it at the same time. I mean I let people touch my hair to fix it when I can't or if I feel like it, but I just hate it because it makes me feel weird and dirty. Sorry for the outburst. I really am." I apologized quite sincerely. And I even bowed for bonus effect.

It was when I came back up that I noticed the small crowd around me and four pairs of eyes staring directly at me. Was it disgust, envy, a flash of jealousy, fear, sympathy or…what was it?

A brown, a black, and two white pairs of eyes stared back at me as I pointedly glared at them.

It's not nice to stare.

Aren't their parents supposed to teach them that?

Oh well, I guess we have to.

Envy seemed to be radiating off Kikyou, something I hadn't expected. Her straight black hair, brown eyes were just like mine, why should she be envious? Then I noticed a flash of jealousy go through her eyes. Why? The guy is plain disgusted but I don't know by what. What the heck did I do to him? Curse him or something? Geez… Oh my gosh! There was another jealous face with clenching hands. And was that… nothing? That girl isn't feeling anything? It's either that or she's a damn good actress.

You swore!

Shut up!

I think I'd go for the latter. No one, NO ONE, should feel nothing. Then they're nothing but a shell.

I second that.

"What do you want?" I asked the four, not looking at Kikyou.

"I'm Hakudoshi, that's Kanna, and that's Yura. We were just wondering what the commotion was all about." He smirked.

"It's just your first day here, and you're already causing trouble, eh?" Yura asked. She had a red comb in her hand. Like literally in. It was going through her hand. I guess I stared at her hand too long, with some sort of expression on my face, cause then she asked, "What, scared of a little comb, little girl?" I wanted to smash her face into a locker. Good thing I had an annoying brother to practice my patience on.

"What do you guys want? Or didn't you understand the first time I asked?" I snapped, my patience already wearing thin.

"Like I said, we just wanted to see what happened."

I smirked, and he smirked right back in response. We both knew that wasn't the real reason.

"Well, we'll be going now. See you in the halls, newbie."

Oh no! No he didn't. He did NOT just call me a NEWBIE!

-sigh- He just got himself on your hit list.

I clenched and unclenched my fists, allowing them and my friends to notice my uncontrolled anger.

"You guys better get out. I bet she punches hard." I heard Mareku say. I smirked, loosening my fists and relaxing my shoulders.

I won't let them get to me.

Especially on your first day.

"Oh, we're getting out all right. Till next time newbie." Hakudoshi said. It seemed like he really wanted to get punched really badly.

All my new friends gathered around me, shielding them from my view.

Oh man. Kikyou's gonna get a 'talk' later on.

She is SO dead.

Thank you. I'll take that as a compliment.

You know the way they're looking at you with those eyes with the same emotions, they almost look like siblings.

Quadruplets?

Probably. I smirked.

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We were walking home together, not sure what to talk about. There were many things to talk about, but both of us didn't know which one to start with first. I was about to say something when I heard her talk…more like let out a small whisper.

"Gomen…"

"What for?" I asked sarcastically. I knew I shouldn't have done that, but with everything spontaneously happening to me today, of course I should be expected to be a little… overwhelmed.

"Gomen…" she repeated.

"Can you stop repeating yourself? Can you just tell me WHY you did that today?" I said. Then I muttered, "Maybe that's why you don't have any friends your own age at school…" And unfortunately she heard. I didn't want her to, but it just happened.

"I can't stop myself!" she snapped.

"Oh, so you heard, eh? Sorry." I smirked as I knew that I didn't sound the least bit sorry. "So…why can't you stop yourself? It's your body, your soul, and your mind; you should be able to stop yourself." I reasoned.

"That's what everyone says. But they don't know the truth…" she trailed off hesitantly. As much as I was sarcastic now, I knew when something was serious, and if it had anything to do with my friends, I jump.

"What is it? I know you only met me like two weeks ago. But trust me when I say you can trust me. I'll even pinky swear with you." And she smiled a small smile, knowing that only when I was serious I would bring up a pinky swear.

"It's okay, I trust you." She said, a little bit happier. "It's just that, you say it's my mind, but it's not always my mind."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that, I think something is possessing me at times…I don't know what it is. But it scares me. I know what I'm doing, but I can't do anything to stop it. It seems as if that 'monster' is me, but not really 'me.' Did you understand any of that?"

"Actually I did. And honestly, this happens to everyone, so don't worry about it. It happened to me, when I thought things that I knew weren't true, but I couldn't stop them from spilling out of my mouth."

"Really?" She looked so hopeful…

"Yes, really. All you need to do is one hour of meditation every day. And in situations like ours where we go to school every day and see people all the time, it should be done in the morning, before you take a shower."

"All right, then. Thank you Kagome. I really hope this helps me. I need it too. I need some friends."

"So what? I'm not a friend?" I asked in mock disappointment.

"Of course not." She replied sarcastically, and I knew that she was going to get better soon.

You really are a nice friend.

Of course I am. What did I seem like to you all those times?I asked indignant.

You seemed like a person who doesn't reveal your emotions that easily.

I know. I don't.

But you just did.

Those weren't emotions, BAKA. That was advice. And that's something I can give for free and I can give a lot of it, some really good ones too!

Of course.

Shush.

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