Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Inuyasha nor any of the songs used throughout this story.

I rolled up my car window and stepped out.

Just another day of school. Except one thing; Inuyasha Takahashi.

He's only the most famous person in Japan. Naturally, he has to come to MY high school. Everybody is thrilled about it, except for me. No, it's not because he's a half demon. I have nothing against the demon race, half or not. It's because singers like him are usually stuck up and shallow.

The best part?

He's a 12th year, like me.

Yeah, maybe I am judging him, but it's not like he even wants to come here. Who would? It's one of the many public high schools in the area. You'd think he'd have a tutor, or at least just go to private school, but no.

I'm just so damn lucky sometimes.

"Kagome!" Sango squealed, walking up to me, holding Miroku's hand. "Are you excited about Inuyasha coming here?" I looked at Miroku, who I know is Inuyasha's friend. I shrugged.

"You know I'm not."

She smiled and nodded, "I know. But Miroku was saying how cute you and Inuyasha would be together," she wiggled her eyebrows and they walked away.

I'm surprised I haven't seen Mr. Populars' limo pull up yet.

To my surprise, I saw his trademark silver hair flash by as he parked his motorcycle right next to me. He looked at me as he put his keys in his pocket.

I narrowed my eyes, grabbed my backpack out of my car, and slammed the door before walking away.

"Oh, Kaggie," my sister, Kikyo was saying to me at our lockers, which are one space away from each other. The boy who had the one in between them had moved away a month ago. "He's SO cute. What do you think?"

I didn't need to ask who she was talking about. My prep of a sister is obsessed with Inuyasha Takahashi. I shoved a book in my locker. "You know what I think."

I fumbled around through the mess to find my algebra book, when a hand started to turn a combination into the locker next to me, and Kikyo was gaping.

No, no, no. For the love of Kami, no. But yes, it was. I looked up to see Inuyasha, who smirked at me. "Well if it isn't Ms. Grouchy," he said. I sighed. Kikyo looked at me with raised eyebrows, and I rolled my eyes.

"Well if it isn't Mr. Asshole." That wasn't my best comeback, but I just slammed my locker and walked away.

"You really should work on that temper of yours!"

Sango shook her head at me in homeroom. "Kagome, be nice. You don't even know him!"

I shrugged. "I don't care. I can't believe my luck, though." You know, out of all the lockers in the school, his is right in between mine and Kikyo's. Being the most popular girl at this school, she'll probably end up dating him. I don't want to watch them make out everyday.

I looked up and muttered, "Speak of the devil…" His eyes met mine, and I crossed my arms and turned back towards Sango. "There is a God out there, who is obviously punishing me for being mean to my sister all these years."

"Ah, yes, Mr. Takahashi, why don't you sit behind Ms. Higurashi? Raise your hand, Kagome."

I banged my head against my desk, and raised my hand. I could practically feel him smirking, I could practically feel every pair of eyes in the room on me, but I just put my hand back down and moved my head up slightly to see Sango looking at me from the chair next to me; she's smiling at me. I rolled my eyes.

I felt a poke at my back, and gritted my teeth.

It's days like this I curse the idea of "extended homeroom."

After the tenth poke, I turned around and said, "What do you want?"

Everyone talks during this period, because nobody really takes the hour to do homework. And yet everybody turned their attention away from their conversations to look at me, and I wasn't even loud.

He cocked his head to the side. "What are you talking about?"

I want to hurt him. I clenched my fists and turned back around. When everybody went back to their conversations, a balled up piece of paper landed on my desk. I stared at it, knowing Inuyasha threw it, but I made no move to open it.

He started poking me again.

I took a deep breath to keep from screaming and opened it up.

(AN: Kagome, Inuyasha)

What's your problem, cutie?

You, and don't call me that.

Why not, cutie?

Can't you go after a girl that wants you? My sister's obsessed, go talk to her.

Why would I want to talk to someone that can't stop obsessing over who I am?

He makes a good point. Why would you want to talk to someone that doesn't like who you are?

I dunno, you're hot?

I ripped the paper in half and got up to throw it away. When I got back to my seat, there was already another paper on my desk. I turned to Sango and made a gun with my finger, pretending to shoot my brains out. She grinned and rolled her eyes.

I sighed and slumped in my chair.

This will be a long day.