“ Kagome, have you packed all your things?” . Takahashi called from downstairs. “ Your plane to England leaves at six!”
Kagome stuffed the rest of her clothes into her suitcase and snapped the suitcase shut.
“ Almost done, Mother!” the sixteen year old called back. She hesitated as she looked at a picture of her and Sesshoumaru. Her brother, who would’ve been nineteen if he hadn’t died, had his arm around Kagome in the picture, and they were both smiling happily.
It had been almost a year since the death of her brother. Kagome never really got over the tragic incident, but much to her surprise, life soon became normal again for all others, but never for Kagome. A part of her had died, and she knew it was her heart. The young girl decided to attend a music orchestra school in England. After Sesshoumaru’s death, they never shut down the small beach house Kagome’s brother owned, but nobody ever went there again. However, everything inside was still active.
Kagome buried her thoughts and quickly placed the picture into her suitcase. She grabbed the suitcase and heaved it downstairs, where her mother was waiting for her.
“ Come on, hurry up, dear.” Mrs. Takahashi beckoned, climbing into the driver’s seat of their Fiat.
Mother and daughter bided each other goodbye at the airport. . Takahashi kissed Kagome on the cheek and told her to go and be careful.
Hours and hours later the American Airlines landed at the London airport. Kagome climbed off the airplane along with the other passengers. Security guards stood still as statues at every entrance, an the airport here wasn’t as crowded.
The girl’s eyes darted around for some sign of what she was looking for, a person or people who represented the Carson Music School.
Just then Kagome heard her name.
“ Miss Kagome Takahashi !”
She spun around. A boy dressed in a blue uniform gestured toward her. He ran over and took her suitcase, escorting her to a small group of people who were dressed as he was. The boy was red-haired and freckled. His British accent was strong and he seemed very polite.
“ Miss Kagome, this is our president, Mr. Aaron Spiel. And I’m Randy.” The red head introduce.
Kagome nodded and shook hands with Mr. Spiel.
“ Welcome, Miss Takahashi . We are honored to have you attend our music school.” Mr. Spiel said warmly.” Thank you for coming all this way.”
They escorted Kagome to a van and rode to the school. England was beautiful in an eerie way. Everything in London was so formal and exquisite. The construction was unique and brilliant, in Kagome’s thoughts.
They arrived at a white marble building and went inside. Pictures and portraits of the orchestra and extraordinary players were hung all over the wall.
Suddenly out of the corner of her eye, Kagome saw a lock of slick silver hair disappear at a corner of the hallway the girl’s breath caught in her chest as Sesshoumaru’s silvery silver hair flashed across her mind. She dropped her suitcase and ran to the hall where she had seen the boy. But just then the doors opened and a crowd of students holding violins came out. Kagome searched frantically for the boy, but he was gone.
“ Kagome, is anything wrong?” the voice of Randy brought her back to her senses.
“ Oh, nothing.” Kagome hesitated, then asked.” Is there a boy named Sesshoumaru Takahashi in the orchestra?”
Randy looked at her, puzzled.” No, Kagome. Do you know someone of the name?” he asked. Kagome’s eyes locked with Randy’s , then she shook her head.
Later Kagome was brought to a dormitory, where there was two beds. Randy addressed Kagome to hers, which was on the far right.
“ Kagome, I understand if you’re tired, but in an hour there will be a welcome ceremony for you. You can come if you wish.” Randy set down her suitcase and walked out. The girl peered around the dormitory and hung her clothes up in a closet that she shared with the other girl. She’d just set down her picture of Sesshoumaru and her when the door opened and a girl entered. The girl glanced at Kagome, then walked up to her and held out her hand, her silver curls dangling from an expensive butterfly hairpin.
“ Hello, I’m Kikyo .. You share a room with me.” The girl said abruptly in a superior tone.
Kagome held out her own hand and shook Kikyo’s.
“ I’m Kagome Takahashi .” She introduced.
“ Oh, so you’re the girl from Japan? Going to the ceremony? I wouldn’t miss all the attention for the world if I were you.” Kikyo sat onto her own bed and popped a candy into her mouth. “ I play the viola, you?”
“ I play the harp.” Kagome explained. She did not feel like engaging conversation with anyone right now, especially Kikyo. Kikyo seemed to read her thoughts, and she hopped off her bed, looking bored.
“ Well, I’m leaving.”
The girl slammed the door behind her.