Good thing that I had already begun typing this up J

She nervously played with a few stones on the cement sidewalk as she waited for her friends to stop talking on Eri's phone, engaged in a conversation with the guys as they had gone on and on about how good they looked and then much to her embarrassment, they began telling them about her day. As they kept describing things they did everything except describing to them how they actually looked, like they mentioned the manicures but didn't say the style, color or much else just descriptive words without actually giving it away.

They finally got off the phone and then turned to Kagome grinning like Cheshire cats. She tried to make her self seem small as she stumbled in her heels, trying to inch away from her advancing friends. "Kagome-chan!" They advanced and snagged her, dragging her away from the mall.

"It's time to get you ready!" Yuka exclaimed. "Time to go to my house. We will head out from there." She happily marched into the parking lot with other girls in tow, dragging Kagome with them.

Kagome covered her mouth from the scream she sure to be let out as she clutched the door with her other hand as Yuka took a sharp turn. Her eyes almost jumped popped out of their sockets the car cut between two semi's.

"Damn oversized trucks, they're a waste of space in the fast lanes!" Her eyes narrowed as she heard the semi driver honk his horn at her for cutting him off. She sped pass the other semi and cut him off she continued to weave in and out of traffic.

Ayumi had absolute horror stretched across her face as it had paled considerably to the point where it was if she had just seen her own death, but with Yuka's insane driving she probably had imagined her own death.

Eri had a hand over her heart, concentrating on taking deep breaths as she held the seat belt like it is her life line, being that she is seated up front. She managed to glance over to the speedometer. 'Is she insane?' She re-thought her question. 'Yes, yes she is absolutely insane!'

"I don't suppose you could slow down Yuka." Then she added. "Please."

Yuka glanced at her passengers and took in their terrified faces. "Seriously, you guys need to live a little. I'm hardly speeding." She glanced at the speedometer. "I'm not even 50 over." She mumbled crankily but gave in and slowed down just a bit.

They soon exited the fast lanes and went into a residential area, arriving at her home a few minutes later. Yuka got out and watched as her friends piled out quickly with relieved faces as they worshipped the ground. She scoffed and headed inside as she rolled her eyes at their behavior.

After they recovered, they too headed inside and followed Yuka up the steps to her room to get dressed and use the vanity. Since the rest of them had their hair professionally done they sat Kagome down once she was dressed and attacked her hair with a flat iron and hair clips.

Kagome checked her reflection a half hour later and looked at it approvingly as she admired her friend's handiwork. Applying some lip gloss, she smiled at them and they headed on downstairs, ready to go on their dates.