Typical Teenage Hysteria

Chapter One:

Kagome put the key in the brand new metallic-black Porsche’s ignition and smiled. "It seems like it's purring doesn't it?" She looked at the salesman, who's nametag said Lou, which was eager to close the deal and sell this car. He nodded his head and said, "Yes, yes, purrs, just like a kitten! Now um... about the paperwork..." He flashed the young customer a false smile. Kagome noticed his urgency and decided to play with his mind. "Well, I don't know if its so much a kitten as a...." she stopped mid-sentence as the salesman cut her off. "Yes, well, we've established that it purrs. If I'm not rushing you. The paperwork please!" Kagome giggled inwardly, but decided the poor man had had enough.

She had dragged the determined employee all around the lot, asking stupid questions such as 'Does it come in any other colors' and 'Can I test drive this one, oh and um this one too'. Lou wasn't going to blow this sale. He was on thin ice with his boss as it was, and he knew he was being watched like a mouse by a hawk. "Alright, I'll take this one." Kagome said as she noticed Lou was counting backwards from ten. He stopped at four and replied "Oh! You're done? Excellent! Take your time and make the best choice I always say!" She decided to have one last joke with him. "Yeah uh-huh, can we get this over with? I'm in a hurry." The salesman’s left eye started twitching uncontrollably. "You're...in...a...hurry?!" He started counting backwards again, this time from twenty. "Sure, I'll have you on the road with the wind in your hair ifteefteen minutes."


*Half an hour later*

Kagome sped her her new schools parking lot with the top down, and top-of-the-line sound system blaring some rock song with a catchy beat she had never heard before. She smiled to herself. Her first day and already she was center of attention! She parked her car, put the top up, and stepped out. She was wearing a tight silver tank top made with slightly sparkly thread that came just above her pierced navel, a pair of black o pao pants, and black Doc Martens. She shielded her eyes from the bright sunlight and surveyed her surroundings. There were groups of people gathered around the school looking at her and whispering amongst themselves.

"Hey Inuyasha, you heard about the new girl?" Miroku asked his long time buddy as they were entering homeroom. "No but I have a feeling your going to tell me about her." Inuyasha gave Miroku a playful smile. "Well, apparently she used to go to expensive private schools, but she got kicked out of all the good ones. She's a real bad girl from what's been said." Miroku winked at Inuyasha and they sat down in their seats. "Here's a thought Miroku, if she's been going to all these fancy-schmancy private schools, why is she going here, to Shikon High, of all places?" A look of confusion flickered across Miroku's face, but it quickly turned into a devilish smile. "There she is." Inuyasha slowly looked towards the door and saw her there. With her ebony hair almost to the small of her back, and her deep gray-blue eyes, she was beautiful. She had a black book bag held on her back by one shoulder strap, and she gazed around the room with an air of superiority.