InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Game Over! ❯ Chit Chat and Jimmy Choos ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2: Chit Chat and Jimmy Choos

“Bang! Bang, bang!”

The little red-headed boy pointed his plastic cowboy gun at the sleeping form until the girl stirred and slowly began to wake, uncovering the blankets from her head. She scratched her disheveled hair while picking the crust from her eyes.

“Ugh, Shippo get out of here!” She blindly threw a throw pillow at her little brother, which he successfully dodged.

“You're dead, Rin, you're not supposed to talk!”

“Get out!” She hurled a stuffed bear at him this time.

“Mom says you better get down for breakfast before the food gets cold,” he stated matter-of-factly.

“Okay, fine, now just leave,” Rin said, now becoming frustrated.

“You're not the boss of me,” Shippo retorted.

Rin rolled her eyes. “You're 10; everyone is the boss of you.”

The little boy huffed before scurrying off. Rin climbed out of bed still groggy from waking up at 7am. She never really was a morning person. She would sleep for the rest of her life if it were possible. Rin rummaged through her closet, finding her uniform and putting it on. She bounded down the stairs to be greeted with the fresh smell of breakfast. Takashi was already present, busying himself with reading the local paper. Shippo was stuffing his face full of waffles, and Mariko shuffled about the kitchen getting lunches ready. Rin took a seat with her family.

“It's about time you got down here,” her mother stated without turning away from the stove.

“Yeah, thanks to my own personal alarm clock,” Rin replied, giving her brother death glares.

“Shippo what have we told you about going in your sister's room, and waking her up?” Mariko warned.

The red-headed boy slumped down in his seat. “Sorry Mom.”

Rin smirked with triumphant. Her mother laid down some strips of bacon along with an egg sunny-side up and a piece of toast on her plate when Rin noticed the time.

“Shoot, I'm gonna be late to school!” Rin quickly assembled her breakfast into a makeshift sandwich, struggling to gather her things. She quickly hoisted her backpack onto her shoulder, while stuffing her breakfast sandwich into her mouth.

“What about your lunch?” Mariko called after her.

“No time! See you later!”

She was quickly out the door with a flash. Rin didn't own a car like half the other kids at her school. Her parents believed that she would earn the things she wanted, just like they did. It's the reason why she had a job at the mall. To get to school, Rin would occasionally take the bus, but recently started riding her bike. Ever since she paid more attention in her environmental class, Rin realized how bad air pollution was. It was a 20 minute ride to school, and lucky for her the sun was at its brightest, without a single cloud in sight. Riding to school in the rain was never fun.

Approaching the school grounds, Rin could already see her friends, Sango and Jakotsu. She pulled her bike into the bike rack, locking it up.

“Hey guys!”

“About time you got here,” Sango quipped.

“Girl, when are you going to get a car?” Jakotsu questioned. “You look like a hipster riding around on that rinky dink bike of yours.”

Rin playfully rolled her eyes. “I'll get right on that as soon as you pitch in,” she retorted, jabbing her friend in his chest.

Jakotsu waved off the comment. It was true that Rin was working her way to getting her own car, but in the meantime, the gang would hitch rides with Miroku. His car was a hand-me-down gift from his grandpa from the 90's. It wasn't always easy though. Miroku didn't come around very often because he really didn't belong to Rin's group of friends. He only associated with them because he was dating Sango. His true friends were Inuyasha and Sesshomaru along with a few others.

“Will you guys come on before we're late!” Sango huffed.

The gang bounded up the steps and into the building. The halls were filled with the Shikon student body either grabbing items from their lockers or scurrying off to class. As they continued on, Kikyo and her friends came into their line of sight. Kikyo was decked in her normal school uniform, but for some reason she made that uniform look better on her, than any other girl in the school. No wonder most of the Senior class was jealous of her. She always had perfect hair, not one single strand out of place. Her uniform top tightened around her full bust and the short mini skirt she wore barely covered her ass. Her creamy colored legs could go on for days. She could pull off wearing a potato sack, and it would still be fierce on her. Kagura and Ayame were busy comparing lipstick colors.

“How does this yellow one look?” Kagura asked, pulling the duck face to her friend.

“It's fine if you want to look like Pikachu,” Ayame replied back.

Kagura frowned, rubbing the color from her lips. “Whatever.”

From afar, Jakotsu sucked his teeth. “Look at them with their perfect hair and Jimmy Choos.”

“Ugh, let it go,” Sango said.

“But I saw those shoes first,” he huffed.

“What is he talking about?” Rin questioned, confused.

As the group continued on, Sango explained. “A couple weeks ago, me and Jak were out shopping—”

“Wait! You guys went shopping and didn't invite me?” Rin interrupted.

Sango held up her hand. “Shh! Let me finish. Anyway, we went shopping and walked into this really cute shoe store—”

“And there was one pair of Jimmy Choos left,” Jakotsu interrupted. “I told the sales lady to hold them for me—”

“Until Jakotsu got the rest of the money,” Sango chimed in.

“But when we got there the next day, Kikyo had already gotten them!” Jakotsu finished, a frown setting upon his face.

Rin only rolled her eyes at how dramatic her friends could be at times. “It's not like those shoes would have fit you anyway.”

Jakotsu sniffed back fake tears. “It's the principle that counts. I was saving for months to get those shoes, and she can just buy them in one go.”

“Well she is dating like, the richest boy in school,” Sango inputted. “Sesshomaru will buy her whatever she wants.”

“Oh yeah.” Jakotsu absent-mindedly tapped a finger to his chin. “Isn't his dad the CEO of that advertising firm?”

Rin answered, “The one and only.”

The group was just passing by Kikyo and her friends when she made a comment to Kagura and Ayame.

“You guys like my new shoes? I just bought `em.” She twisted her ankle from side to side so they both could get a good look.

“So cute!” Kagura exclaimed.

“I'm so jealous,” Ayame chimed in.

Kikyo smiled at the attention she was receiving when she looked over and spotted Rin.

“Oh hey, Rin,” she greeted. “Like the shoes?”

Rin rolled her eyes, not caring the least about Kikyo's latest footwear. Suddenly from out of nowhere, a girl who looked almost exactly like Kikyo came stumbling up to the group, almost out of breath as if she just got done running a marathon. It was Kagome, and she was Kikyo's younger twin sister and also a cheerleader. She shoved the hair from her face as she recovered from hunching over, still breathless.

“Here's your coke,” she announced, handing the fresh can to her sister who accepted it with no question.

Kikyo popped the tab open, took a swig then immediately spit it out.

“What the hell is this?” she demanded. “I asked for diet!”

“The machine was out,” Kagome explained.

Kikyo scoffed and rolled her eyes, but accepted the drink with another chug anyway. Kagome looked over to Rin and her friends who only stared back at her in return, witnessing for themselves how Kikyo just embarrassed her.

She grimaced. “What are you looking at?”

“Not much.” Rin replied, turning her back just as the final school bell rang, signaling all students to get to class. Rin was already ahead of her friends when Sango followed suit, and Jakotsu gave Kikyo and her group a talk-to-the-hand motion before catching up to his friends.

They continued a few feet down the hall, rounded a corner and walked into their homeroom class. They took their seats which were in close proximity together as the rest of the class was still filing in.

“Well that was a great way to start the morning,” Sango muttered sarcastically, referring to Kikyo and her flunkies.

Their homeroom teacher sauntered into the room, textbooks in hand.

“Good morning everyone,” he greeted. “Today we are having…” he paused to scribble something on the whiteboard. “A pop quiz.”

A groaned settled over the students. Rin turned her back to face Sango's desk. “Yeah, well it just got worse.”

A/N: Well that was chapter 2! Hope you liked it! Onto the next!