InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ High School Drama ❯ Boy meets girl and boy tortures girl. : ) ( Chapter 2 )

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Chapter 2

Boy meets girl and boy tortures girl. : )

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“Juliet….. You?” Kikyo screeched at me. She flung her arms angrily causing some students to raise an eyebrow.

I was shocked and my mouth was agape. After a moment I slowly got my composure and tried to laugh it off because I totally know that this thing got to be a joke…… NOT. With one look on Kikyo I know that it was true. I saw her advancing and I slowly back out. A murderous Kikyo is not easy to deal with but I think most people don't see that. They gathered all around us not too close to be killed and just queerly look at us. They know a fight when they see one and a fight is what they're looking for. It's been a month since a controversy broke out in the school and the student body is pumping for some excitement.

C'mon it's common to have a cheerleader bully someone like me but it's really unusual that someone like me would get the lead. I mean who would look at my face in the play? I'm not degrading myself; I'm just accepting hardcore facts. I stopped dreaming and hoping that someone would find me attractive and I know all of my peers would agree that I am ugly.

“FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

“GO KIKYO BABY!”

“AW, POOR BITCH!”

“SERVES HER RIGHT ANYWAY. LOOK AT THOSE CLOTHES SHE IS WEARING, UGLY MUCH? GO KIKYO!”

“GUYS, A CATFIGHT”

“Ki, calm down.” I pleaded, my voice is cracking and my eyes are filled with tears ready to go down. Oh God, please end this. It was like a nightmare coming to life. Please, having a fight with your best friend is bad but with people watching you? It's worse. “I really don't know what you're talking about. How could I be Juliet if I didn't even audition?”

“So you mean that your name just happen to pop in there magically?” Kikyo said still advancing, ready to strangle the life out of me. Her eyes has that crazy glint that sent chills down my spine, “You know how much that play means to me Kagome.”

Oh I know too well. She never stopped talking about it for days and that it would really break her heart if someone else would get the part. Guilt filled me and I know I can't live down myself with this. I wipe the tears that flow freely in my face and finally choke the words, “I know, I know. I don't even like to be in that play, honest!” I said truthfully, “Kikyo you're my friend I wouldn't do anything to ruin your dreams.”

“Some friend you are.” Kikyo's words slice through me like a knife. Her tear stricken face looked at me accusingly, “You stole that part away from me! And here I thought you are sincere saying, `you can have the part, Ki.” She said mimicking my voice.

The guilt that filled me earlier was replaced by anger and betrayal. How could she? I'm her friend why wouldn't she trust me? We know each other for five years and she knows too well that I would not betray her. How about the time in grade six when we like the same boy? I gave in and let her be with him.

“I did not do it!” I said indignantly but she just looks at me with her cold, piercing eyes. She angrily turns her back at me and angrily stormed off.

“AW, NO CATFIGHT?” A guy said and the crown that gathered become to dispersed.

I watched her silently not knowing what to say. Our friendship torn because of a stupid play and without meaning to I breaks down and cries. Sitting on the cold tiles of the school hallway I cried my heart out turning a deaf ear to the noise that the students created. I was too weak. I cannot even run to the bathroom to cry secretly. I was too pathetic and nothing more. As students walked past me they look at me disgustingly and whispered to their friends.

What an opportunist……

Geek……

Using a cheerleader…… those are the glimpses of conversation I heard before the hallway was deserted.

I slowly stood up and walk weakly somewhere, I don't know where but I need to get out of here. I suddenly bumped with someone and I slowly looked up to see the least person I wanted to see right know… my drama teacher.

“Why do you put me in the list?' I asked not brothering with necessities. C'mon this guy ruins my friendship with Kikyo. Respect is the last thing that he will be getting from me. “I did not even audition or whatnot.”

He blinked in surprise. He looked at me silently for five minutes juggling his brain for my name. See? Even the person who puts me in the play without seeing me act did not even know me. I am that popular.

Something fishy is really going on here. No one would put a strangers name without knowing her. His smile brighten as if he had remembered me and pat me in the head just like a master do to his dog whenever he behave.

“Darling do you know how long it had taken me to look for you? You're so low in your social status, no offense dear—I looked at him blankly—that it almost took me a day. Thank goodness one person knows about you. You should be thankful dear that you have been chosen for this opportunity. You could bloom.” The drama teacher said. It almost looks like he memorized what he had said from a well written script. Or I'm just becoming paranoid and really angrily of what was happening to my life.

I looked at him wide eyed. Is this person for real? Can't he get a clue from my angry face, angry stance, and angry voice that I'm not the least interested? That I am angry on what he had done. I don't even want to act; acting reminds me of bitter memories. “That's it sir I don't want to bloom. I don't want to act.” I said slowly trying to emphasize my point of view but it seems that he was not listening because he kept looking at his watch.

“But you're good at acting.” The drama teacher said assuring me of my talent. A talent I'm sure that he never seen before. How could he? I never acted in front of him much less in front of all those people who audition. As much as possible I want to be invincible that's why I dress like one and act like one.

He never even saw me act. How could he know that I'm such high and mighty in the stage? “Not to be rude but have you seen me act, Mr. Jankotsu?” I asked politely trying my darn best not to be sarcastic. I hold my hand trying to stop it from shaking and to keep my composure or I would break down and cry right here, right now.

Mr. Jankotsu took at least two minutes to answer like he was thinking or something. Then with his head bow down and with a dramatic flair he told me his side of the story, “How dare you ask such a silly question? I'm a professional drama teacher and the first time I saw you I know you could act. Besides I heard you act with your friend even though it's only one sentence its still shows your acting powers.”

I looked at him skeptically; I know what he was talking about. Yes, I was acting with my friends when Kikyo finished audition for the play. But how could he have heard me when I was near the lockers away from the auditorium and besides the auditorium was packed with girls who like to audition for the lead role. I will just point this out when I was silence with his looks.

“You should be thankful that I gave this opportunity to you that all of those girls want.” His voice was serious holding a threat. It was a tone that said do-it-or-else and I just nodded meekly. I was too afraid to ruin my permanent record or worse he will let me suffer. Let me tell you this teacher is feared by all the students because of his tendency to be crazy and yes even the royals are afraid of him. This teacher will do anything to get his way just like Inuyasha Legran. I watched his retreating back and sigh, Pathetic, all I am is pathetic.

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“So you're not speaking with Kikyo?” Sango asked. It was dismissal and time for practice for the school play. Sango as the head of the props department (she was always the head of the props and background for every play because of her talent in painting and finding appropriate costumes and designs to be part of the play) volunteered me and her to bring the paint for the backdrop in the auditorium. It was not really a bothersome job so it was fine for me and besides we could talk about the fight I had with Kikyo.

When the fight ended I told Sango about it the day after that and ask for her opinion. But she just avoided all my question and not meeting my eyes. It went on for days and I thought that it was because we—Kikyo and me—put her in such a tight position. I asked her about this but she fervently denied it.

“I tried to call her for days but there was no one who answered the phone. I also want to trap her in the school but I could not find her.” I said looking at Sango. It's been three days since our big fight and I think I could never say sorry to her. She was just so good at hiding. I think it is worse now since it is start of practice.

Sango looked at me guiltily and stuttered, “I-I... she called me few days ago to tell me that she won't be here for a week because she will visit her grandmother, Kaede.” Sango looked straight ahead not meeting my stare. I was surprised to hear this. Then my tiny brain snapped and finally processes the situation. So that is why she avoided my questions and acts so weirdly in front of me.

I looked at her furiously. I did all that for nothing? I search high and low for her in school and whenever she's not answering the phone I become crazy with worry. And now Sango told me that she left and I call them my best friend, “Why did you not tell me the first time I told you we had a fight? I'm sure by that time you know she left. You're my friend for goodness sake.” I cried in outrage not minding anymore of her feelings. Call me selfish but I was deeply hurt. I was crazy with worry for goodness sake.

Sango started to reply and I was ready to hear it but in my surprise her mouth was wide open and she was white as sheet. She seems to signal me to look at the front and when I did I bumped into someone and spilled the yellow paint on her.

It seems that the world had gone stop. The noisy auditorium became dead silent and all eyes are on us. Well, mostly to the person I spilled the can of paint. People just look at me pityingly. I stared weirdly at them for a minute but my attention went back to the screeching that first break the eerie silence. I started to say sorry but the words had dried in my throat. Their in front of me is not just someone but a somebody whose name by the way is Tara. And at her side are the Royals. Looking magnificent as ever but their faces showed grim reactions. As a habit I bit my lower lip and anticipated the worst.

She shrieked at her horrid form and disgustingly wipes the yellow paint in her face, “This is a Paris original outfit and my Gucci bag look what happens there's paint in it. My hair…… my hair I just styled it yesterday.” She said hysterically. Then with a face of a striking lioness she faced me. “You!” she said pointing a manicured finger towards me, “You did this.”

In a flash her hands are on my hair trying to pull it out off my skull. She kicked me in the stomach sending millions of pain in my body. Then I saw a horrified Sango trying to stop us with the help of Miroku. Miroku pulled Tara away from me while Sango tend to my wounds. Asking if I was okay. Yea right, people who had been in a fight would never be okay. I sighed in relief as my ordeal was finished. Why I didn't fight back, you ask. It's because I was too afraid to face the Royals and the consequence later on.

With one last glance, I saw all eight of them aside from Miroku and Inuyasha, went out of the auditorium. Tara who is still furious by the accident ran to the ladies room together with Kagura and Rin with their lackeys behind bringing Tara's spare of clothing.

“First sign of complete war with the Royals?” Sango asked dryly. I weakly smiled at her and murmured quiet thanks. She helped me to stand up and she asked worriedly, “Are you alright?”

“Yes,” I said weakly feeling myself. My head still hurts and my stomach too but there is no wound or whatsoever, “Yeah, I'm ok. I think I could still manage to practice my role.” It's not like I want to practice my role or anything but whenever I look to Mr. Jankotsu I shivered with fear.

Sango looked at me worriedly but I just silence her further questioning with a wave of my hand. As of now I could not handle any question. I am hurt emotionally and physically. My pride was torn for not fighting back and I am hurt physically. Can this week get any worse?

“Well… well if it isn't the attention grabber.” A familiar voice said. I turn around to see who it was and was startled to see Inuyasha Legran smirking at my pathetic form. His hands are on the pocket of his jeans and were standing leisurely in front of me. Just like the world was looking up to him kind of stand.

Oh God, why did I ask that? I prayed silently. It was just a stupid assumption but here I am getting plummeted again. I should have known better that it was a cursed question. That nothing good will happen if you ask that. And here I thought I know life as it is and I could not make mistakes again. Hah! Dreaming things like that are never good for the brain. One might believe it an example is someone like me.

He look at me disgustingly and disinterested at the same time, “Just remember wench don't go stuttering and blushing when we are on stage,” he said. He gave me his indifferent smiles again then turns his back away from me. Leaving me fuming with anger and hostility.

I looked at him sitting comfortably in the seats and my anger arises. What does he think he is God? That I would just fall down on his feet and stuttered like a fool. Yes, he was handsome, way handsome. With long silver hair, gold piercing eyes and muscled, lean body he was like a god of beauty but I would never admit that to myself, to him or to anyone else. And I would show him that a Higurashi never been made a fool in front of the stage. I would never stutter in front of him or anyone else in this entire production.

I stutter and blush in front of him, really I did. When I looked at him it seems that his whole world revolves around me and before I know it I stutter my lines and blush bright red up until the roots of my black hair. I was completely embarrassed for goodness sake, me, a person who swears men off stutter to this ugly creation of God. Impossible but sadly true. I stared at his smug form totally horrified on what I have done. How could he do that to me I never did anything to him aside from what I did to his girlfriend but that was different. This is his entire fault. But off course I could not say that aloud could I? I'm a wimp if you have forgotten.

“Get your act straight Higurashi.” The drama teacher snapped clearly annoyed by my actions. I murmured sorry to him and told him that I would get my act straight that nothing like that would happen again.

Boy was I wrong. I should have known that I am just deluding myself when I said that. The entire practice Inuyasha spent it to let me suffer. I think he decided that I will become his jester. He `accidentally' trips me, throw his props at me and… and everything else. Oh god, do I need to suffer this for five months?

This is totally Karma.

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“Are you gonna watch the car race this Saturday?” Miroku asked to Sango. He was the committees' director so he could just go around in the backstage without anyone reprimanding him. And like anyone would do it anyway.

“I do not find watching cars fascinating. Watching football or soccer or basketball is fine but cars?” Sango answered, shaking her head. She knew Saturday is important to Miroku because it is the semi finals for car racers but she just couldn't bring herself to see it. She saw it once and her heart break into two when he saw Miroku surrounded by other girls, congratulating him. And knowing Miroku he very well likes it.

Miroku and she go way back. They were friends when they were just toddlers but unfortunately Miroku's family move out to another place and just recently went back here. Even though Miroku is a Royal it never stops him to talk to a girl like her.

“But I thought when you said sorry to me when you bruised my beautiful face that you will do anything for me.” Miroku whined, touching his left cheek. He knew who punched him and he never hesitate to tell her. It's his way to talk to her and invite her to the car race this Saturday. But his plan might backfire.

She snorted, “Sorry Miroku but I can't go. Ask anything aside from that.” Sango said to him and returned to work. But painting the backdrop is hard when you got a complete hottie at your back looking at you intently.

Frustrated, Miroku combed his hair using his hand causing the girl who passed by dropped the costumes. In fairness he was totally hot. With his black hair that was tied into a ponytail. His tantalizing eyes and that lean, muscled body is to die for. (a/n: sorry people I can't describe a man so bear with me.) So a very sane girl will instantly fall for him. Especially when he smiles.

An awkward silence was ensued. Their gazes turn to the Romeo and Juliet who by the way is making the drama teacher crazy with their antics. Inuyasha who again trip Kagome `accidentally' and making Kagome's face hot with anger.

“I think they're getting very well,” Sango commented to Miroku as she watches Inuyasha torture her friend, “Don't you think?”

“Are you sure about this?” Miroku asked seriously. He was worried on the things that might happen in this play.

“Yes. I'm sure about it.”

“So are you gonna go this Saturday?” Miroku asked grinning cheekily as he quickly changes the subject. Hoping against hope that she will change her mind.

“No.”

A guy can dream can't he?

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I gritted my teeth trough all that but this is the last straw. He cannot just trip me, humiliate me, and laugh at me. Nobody and I mean nobody would ever do that to me. Forget the consequence forget everything this man will have what he ask for.

And a resounding slap was heard in the entire auditorium.

“I…want…to…kill…that…girl !” Tara said her pretty face contorted with anger, “I don't care if she was rape or…or die I just want to kill that bitch. No one and I mean no one would ever put paint on me. Especially in my designer dress.” She was livid with anger. After all it was the first time she was humiliated by someone. A nobody to that. She'll show that girl, that no one ever dares to humiliate her or they will die in her wrath.

Kagura, Ayame, and Rin comforted the poor girl. Rin forced herself not to laugh and nodded sympathetically to her `friend'. In all truth Rin never like Tara for the girl is a bitch but what can she do, Tara is her cousin's girlfriend. From good to bad she knew that she will support her cousin's friends even she didn't like it, that's how she love Inuyasha. And he better thank her for it. “No worries Tara will find a way to humiliate that bitch,” Rin said but personally she like what the girl whoever she was did to Tara. It only deserves her right. She laughed inwardly but outside her face is full of concern and anger to the woman who did this to her friend.

As if!

“Who is this girl anyway?” Naraku asked disinterested.

“Her name is Kagome Higurashi I think. From what I gathered she is the Juliet in the play.” Miroku said smiling innocently. His friends looked at him wide eyed and their expressions told him that they never believe him but as they look at Inuyasha they gulped, well aside from Naraku, when they saw that he was seething with anger. Miroku just smiled even he was his best friend he will not hesitate to admit that Inuyasha deserved the slap he receives from Kagome. “Right Inuyasha?”

No one dared to ask Inuyasha if it was true or not but at the same time they were curious and some are amuse. What could this girl did to infuriate a Legran?

“No worries girl. Were the royals and what is she?” Kagura said confidently. She knew from Inuyasha's look that he will help them do their revenge but she admit that she was really curious on who is really this Kagome Higurashi, “Only a nobody”

Miroku gulped in distress. This was not good. All of the Royals wanted to humiliate Kagome. He should have not told them about her being Juliet. Him and his stupid mouth. He knew from their looks that they just want to see what this girl has to make a Royal King livid with anger. He has to warn Sango about this.

“I'll take care of it.” Inuyasha said making everyone look at him. He would not let a mere nobody just slapped him in front of everyone. She will soon know that a King should not be angered at. She will soon know why everyone was afraid of him. He will show her whose boss and it is definitely him. “Everything is prepared?” he asked, and then two sophomores appeared.

The two sophomores just nodded in fear after all no on can attest to him.

Tara gleefully clutches herself to him, grinning from ear to ear. “Thank you Yasha dearest. You're the best.” She said. That bitch won't know what hit her after the Royals are done with her. And she will make sure that she will never see that bitch in school. “Watch out Kagome Higurashi this is your last pathetic happy moment in that school.” Tara hissed, sure of herself. And sure of her threat.