InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Spirit Median ❯ the con ( Chapter 3 )

I could hear footsteps coming closer to the door. I grabbed the book from him and tear the pages of the burial rite out and stuffed it in my pockets. There was a pause as if someone was listening at the door. I dived for my chair. I made just in time. The door squeaked open. Miss Miko came in and she was all smiles this made me uneasy. Something was not right. She came closer and that goofy smile was still there. Something was definitely up, something sneaky and suspicious.

 

 

You might think I'm over reacting and that Miss Miko was just happy. WRONG. For as long as I've been at this school Miss Miko as never been just HAPPY. That smile. I don't trust it.

 

“So Kagome, I see that detention don't work for you, so we'll try something else,” the smile on her face was growing with each word. Soon she was looking like the cat that ate the canary. She placed her elbows on the desk and steepled her fingers. “I took it upon myself to sign you up for the talent show.” She finished. “You did what?” I asked not really sure I heard right.

 

“I stopped your guidance counselor and signed you up,” she said this like a fucking cheerleader. All perk and cheer not really repentant at all. I KNEW IT. I just KNEW IT. That SMILE was trouble. For a brief instant I thought about shoving our dear and beloved Miss Miko over a cliff. Unfortunately we were not on Mt. Everest and for my plan to have any satisfaction she had to go SPLAT. “You don't have the right to do that!” I cried. I'm fairly sure she can't do that. No I'm convinced he can't do that. Can she do that? “ I do,” she said with a small smile. She was really enjoying my misery. “You are violating my rights,” It was a last attempt but I hoped it worked.

 

 

 

 

She reached inside her purse and took out a handbook. She flipped slowly through the pages. Her fingers stopped and ripped a page. “a principal may dole out any corporal punishment they deem for the offence unless one has already been set without being abusive to either party.

 

She snapped the book shut her smug smile firmly in place and gleaming at me. “it might not be abusive to you but to me and the students of this school it may not be so.” I was grasping at thin air but it was better than nothing. “How pray tell would you go about explaining this to me?” her patronizing tone had me grinding my teeth. I remembered that honey catches more flies than vinegar.

 

I put on the best innocent face I could manage under the circumstances. Inuyasha placed a clawed hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter. At least he was out of his funk. “You see Miss Miko,” I used my best logical sounding voice. I was pulling out all the stops for this one. Now pay attention, for a decent con there is only five steps this cons is especially created for older people and people in authority.

STEP 1: Get the victim's attention.

 

“Well Miss Miko,” I began. Now for step 2

 

STEP 2: Put on a convincing or contrite façade.

 

I lost my train of thought because of Inuyasha's incessant giggling. “My having to search for a talent I might not possess will destroy my self esteem,” I paused one to drive my point home, two: to put on an expression of self-pity and loathing. Inuyasha was positively vibrating with laughter. The thought of me being self conscious and nervous must have rang with hilarity. It's not that I'm conceited it's just that I don't really care. That applies to everything except to Inuyasha. Somehow when I'm around him my confidence gets crushed.

 

STEP 3: Convince them that your plan was their idea.

 

“And if I was to fall back on the all time favorite of singing, I would not only be degrading myself but torturing anyone in hearing distance. I do understand why you would think it was a bad idea,” she began to talk. I raised my hand to cut her off. “Miss Miko you don't have to worry, you didn't hurt my feelings and it's totally understandable why you wouldn't want me to sing so I retract any proposal of performing in the talent show.

 

STEP 4: Thank them

 

I jumped out of my chair to grab her hand I took hold of her hand and pumped it energetically. “Thank you Miss Miko,” I exclaimed.

 

STEP 5: Run like hell

 

I grabbed my book bag and left the office. I could distinctly hear Miss Miko ask Kagura, “What the hell just happen?”

 

We were outside and Inuyasha's laughter was starting to annoy me, I didn't get the joke and for some reason I thought he was laughing at me. I stopped and looked at him actually I glared at him maybe it was even my `drop dead' glare but it had no effect on him. Said person may even have laughed harder. The bastard.The hairs at the back of my neck stood up before I could dodge I was being tackled to the floor.

 

Let's pause for a minute, under no circumstances am I considered a relatively physical person so………….blame it on my reflexes. Now let's begin again. The wind was knocked out of me. And there sitting on my chest was….was.

 

 

 

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