Inuyasha's P.O.V

Kagome was right. Mr Sanders hardly talked about math. He was too busy talking about himself, basketball and the school's basketball team. He assigned books but that was all he did. He didn't teach us anything but yet he assigned us homework. How the hell does that freak expect us to do homework on something he didn't teach us how to do? The bell rang for students to go to their second period. I shoved my binder and heavy ass text book in my bag and got up with the rest of the students. But then I realized something. I didn't have the slightest clue where my next class was.

"Inuyasha, what's your next class?" Ginta asked.

"Art I with Mrs Markowitz. Do you guys know where that is?"

"Yeah, it's right up the hall! We'll show you!" Hakkaku said with a friendly smile.

"Thanks guys," I said as we walked out into the hall.

We took a left walking towards the senior hall. Straight ahead was Mrs Markowitz's class room. We stopped in front of the door to the room and the guys turned toward me.

"Well, we hate to leave you Inuyasha," Hakkaku said.

"It's okay. Kagome's in this class so at least someone I know will be here."

"Oh good! We felt kinda bad knowing that you'd be by yourself," Ginta said.

"What are you trying to say?! That I can't make friends?!" I questioned balling up my fist. I made sure to sound real pissed and offended. Which was pretty easy since I was kinda pissed and offended. But I knew they were right. I wasn't good at making friends since people were always such dicks to me.

"Oh, no! No, of course not Inuyasha!" They said holding their hands up in defense.

"We just know how hard it is being the new kid! That's all!" Ginta said.

"Oh, okay." I said. But then I thought about it for a moment.

"Hey, wait a minute. How would you two know? You said that you'd lived in Luray your entire lives?" I asked.

They stood dumbfound for a moment, looked at each other, and then ran like hell.

"Hey! Get back here! I'm not done with you two yet!" I yelled down the hall, shaking my fist.

Then suddenly my pissed and confused feelings drained away upon hearing one simple sound.

A laugh. Her laugh. I looked down to see Kagome looking up at me, grinning and giggling. I was so caught up in my rant I didn't notice her walk up to me. Well, she's pretty short so I actually wasn't suprised that I didn't see her but I didn't smell her. She had a beautiful scent. It was almost intoxicating. She had her natural scent, that reminded me of somewhat similar to Lilies, and whatever the perfume was that she was wearing but it smelled like, well, sex. Like it came from Victoria's Secret or something.

She giggled again and said, "You looked like a grumpy old man just now."

"Huh?" I asked cocking my head to the right a bit.

"You were yelling and shaking your fist like an angry old man. I pictured you all hunched over with bermuda pants on and a cane in your hand. It was a pretty funny image."

I got the image in my head as an old man, hunched over, wearing bermuda pants and shaking a cane at some kids telling them to stay off my lawn. It actually was a pretty funny image. I laughed with her.

"Come on, Old Man Tashio. Let's get to class before all the good tables are taken," she said as she led me into the classroom.

We walked in and Kagome took a seat at the closest table to the door. There were six tables with four chairs to each, five computers, two sinks, two closets and, for some reason, a row of lockers. There were about twelve other kids in the class.

"Hey you guys!"

We turned to see Kagome's cousin Jenny coming to sit at the other side of our table.

"Hey!" Kagome said. "I didn't know you had this class."

"Well, you were so busy over the summer that you never had time to text me or call me what your schedule was missy!"

"Well, I'm sorry I was making money for my family!" Kagome said sarcastically.

"Oh, please! Your family doesn't need your money! With the money your dad made with his band back in the day and the money he makes from the shop, you people practically have money coming out of your ass!"

"Okay, so maybe we tour more because we like it not because of the money," Kagome said with a little laugh.

"Yeah, and I'm your favorite cousin and one of your best friends and do I get anything out of all this money you have? Nope!"

"Oh, please! Who was the one that bought you a pair of Louis Vuitton stilettos last Christmas?"

"Um...you did."

"And who was the one that got you a Juicy Couture purse for your birthday last year?"

"Um...you did."

"Exactly," Kagome said with a smile. "I don't get you the cheap shit hunny."

Jenny laughed and said, "being given designer products is better than being given money."

"Oh, yeah!" Kagome said. "Mom always got me the best designer stuff for birthdays and christmas. She new everything I liked!"

It was as if they were speaking a foreign language in front of me. I may have had money, but when it came to expensive desginer shit, I was clueless. I didn't see the point in buying stuff that was so expensive anyways.

Mrs Markowitz introduced herself and explained that there were different art classes in the room. I was the only one in art I, the majority of everyone else was in art II but Kagome was in art III and there were two students in art IV, which was more on the computers than anything else. So everyone sort of did their own projects. I and everyone in art II got sketchbooks that we had to turn in every friday to show that we were drawing twice a week. She showed us where everything was in the room and a couple of tips on drawing and painting and such. It was 11:11 whe Kagome and Jenny stood up and put their stuff in their bags.

I looked up at them and asked, "what are you guys doing?"

"Seniors get to go to lunch at 11:12 and everyone else goes at 11:15," Jenny said.

"Oh, that's pretty cool," I said as I stood up with them and put my stuff in my bag.

We stood at the door for a moment waiting for the last minute to tick by and when the clock said 11:12, Jenny and Kagome practically skipped out of the room. I followed them to the commons area and they picked out a table that was in a corner closest to one of the lunch lines.

I set my stuff down beside Kagome's on the table and followed them to the lunch line. Today, for lunch, they had chicken nuggets, fries, cheeseburgers, buritos, chicken wraps, brocoli, fruit cups and salads. They also had cereal bars, ice cream and chips. These people knew how to feed their students. Weither the food was any good or not was a different story.

We got our trays and paid and we were all heading back to our table that was about six or seven feet from the lunch line. Kagome and Jenny sat down and Kagome made room for me to sit next to her. A moment later more people came to our table with their food and bags.

"Hey guys!" Sango said as her a Miroku sat down together. Everyone ate and talked about their classes and their summer. I talked with Miroku a bit and he seemed like a pretty cool dude. Even though he was a huge pervert.

At 11:40 the bell rang for the second lunch to start. But nobody at the table got up.

"Uh, Kagome? Aren't we supposed to go somewhere else?" I asked her.

"Yea, we're supposed to but we really don't care. We did the same thing last year too and nobody said anything to us. Besides, the way I see it, we're seniors! We deserve this! So if any underclassmen complain they can suck my lady balls!"

"Uh, ok then," was all I could say, especially with the whole lady balls part.

We finished lunch and soon the bell rang for us to go to third period. Everyone went their seperate ways and Kagome led me down a hall to the A-wing. We rounded a corner and went half-way down a hall and she led me into a classroom. There was no one else in the room, not even a teacher.

Kagome sat in a seat in the very back. I sat down beside her.

"Uh, where is everyone?" I asked her.

She shrugged her shoulders and said, "beats me."

"What class is this anyways?" I asked.

"It's called ICT. I don't know what it stands for but you learn about how to apply for jobs and stuff. It's also a class that you have to take in order to leave school early but in our case, it's just a filler class pretty much."

Soon students came in and the bell rang. There were only eight of us in there, counting me and Kagome. I was beginning to think that the teacher got lost or something until he finally came in. He was a really tall middle aged man named Mr Ehlers. He was pushing a cart with very old worn out textbooks and a folder.

"Hey Mr Ehlers!" I skinny blonde girl that was sitting towards the front of the class with the rest of the students.

"Hi Lauren," he said. "Why is everyone sitting on why side of the room.

"'Cause we're awesome like that!" said another blonde girl.

Mr Ehlers just rolled his eyes at her and left his cart next to a desk and sat down at the computer. I had no clue what he was doing but for the first twenty minutes of class all he did was sit there on his computer before he took roll.

"Okay, Lauren's here I know, Alex?"

"Here," said a pretty big kid.

"I already know most of you but if you go by another name just let me know. Kayla?"

"Here," said the other blonde.

"Hunter?"

"Hey, Mr Ehlers," said a guy that looked like he had taken steroids and permed his hair.

"Hey, Hunter. Jason?"

"Here," said a short guy in basketball shorts and Jordans.

"Kagome?"

"Hi!" she said happily and waved at him.

"Hi, Kagome. Robert?"

"Here, and I go by TJ," said a tall kid with muscles and curly blonde hair.

"Okay, Tj. Inuyasha?"

"Here," I said.

"Did I pronounce that right?"

"Yeah, that was right," I said.

"Okay, good. Where ya from? I don't recognize your last name as something local."

"It's not," I said. "I'm from Japan."

When I said my last statement everyone stopped their previous conversations to look back and stare at me with wide eyes.

"You're from Japan?!" Lauren asked.

I nodded my head.

"Well that's pretty interesting! I don't think we've ever had a Japaneese student!" Mr Ehlers said.

We talked some more, and more, and more until the bell rang for everyone to go to fourth period. That was all we did the entire time was talk. We didn't do any work.

Everyone gathered their things and walked into the busy hallway. Kagome led me out of the A-wing all the way to the other end of the school to the C-wing. We went down the hall that had Mr Sanders room, passed it and went a little further. We walked in and there were already several students in there. We went to sit in the very back again, next to the wall.

Minutes went by until the late bell rang and everyone was in the classroom. The teacher, Mrs Baldwin, had been sitting at her computer typing away. She was a middle aged woman and had on sandles, a denim vest, and a long skirt. She had pictures of presedents and such on the walls and she had pictures of horses on her desk.

She got up and greeted us but didn't introduce herself. Apparently, everyone already knew her because they all had her for U.S History the year before. She talked with some of the other students about their summers and her husband and she read us aritcles from this weeks newspaper and then she showed us current events she found on the internet. She was very easy to get off topic.

Suddenly, Mrs Painter got on the P.A System.

"Mrs Baldwin?"

"Yes?" she asked.

"Can you take roll please for your forth block class?"

"Oh, crap!" she said pretty loud. "I forgot! I'll do it right now Alice!"

Mrs Painter laughed and said, "Thank you!"

(A/N: I don't know how they do it but I think every classroom has its on extension number. So they have the option to say stuff just to one classroom or to all of them.)

She started roll and went through everyone stopping at some to ask how this person and that person was. My name was the very last one and when she saw my name on the list she made a face as if saying "What?" or "Who the heck is that?"

"Inuyasha Tashio?" she asked with the same face. She was clearly speaking my name carefully, trying not to mispronounce it.

"Here," I said and raised my hand.

"Oh, there you are! Well, hello! If I knew that we had someone in here that had never met me before I would have introduced myself! Where are you from?"

"Japan," I stated simply.

She raised her eyebrows and said, "Wow! Well, cool! It's not everyday that we get Japaneese students."

She continued to talk about random things and about the upcoming year and everything we would be doing. Apparently we had to do a senior project and she gave examples of past projects. I had no idea what I was going to do.

At 3:05 the same kid that did the morning announcements did the afternoon anouncemnents, which was basicaly the same as the morning ones except we didn't do the Pledge of Alligience or a moment of silence.

Then, at 3:10, the dismissal bell rang.

I had done it. I went through my first day here. And it went better than any other first day at a new school I ever had. I followed Kagome again outside and we were back on the route that we took that morning.

"So what do you think of everything so far?" she asked.

"It's pretty cool. It went better than any other first day of school I've had."

"Did Mr Sanders give you any homework?"

"Yeah he did actually."

"Do you want some help with it?" she asked with a little smile.

"Yeah, I could use it thanks. He didn't teach us anything."

"Yeah, he's bad for that. So do you wanna do this at your house or my house?" she asked.

I thought for a moment and said, "I'd rather your house. Mine is a mess and stuff isn't put away boxes are everywhere and I like to stay away from Sesshomaru as much as I can."

I was more embarassed than anything else because the house was so small. I didn't wanna look like a poor person to her.

She giggled a bit and said, "Okay! Next stop, my house!"

She started skipping a bit and I followed not too far behind.