Sango sighed and wandered through the halls of the school. 'I wonder what Kags is up to' she thought to herself before turning on her heel to find Kagome.
Kagome was sitting in the cafeteria with Ayame when Sango finally found her.
"There you are! Where the hell have you been?! Oh, hey Yams, what's up? Anyway, I was looking for you!" Sango cried, throwing her arms up in the air when her friends only giggled. "What's so funny!? I'm not THAT retarded am I?"
"Kinda," Kagome said in between bursts of laughter.
"Ya," Ayame chimed in, "You act like you had to go through the Amazon Rainforest to find us! So, what's the dire emergency?"
The two girls waited for Sango to burst out something like, 'I forgot to do my homework!' but instead she shrugged and plopped down next to Ayame. "I was bored," she said calmly and laughed along with her two best friends at her stupidity.
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School dragged on for the three girls like any other Tuesday would. Finally, art came.
The girls enjoyed art, they were together and it was probably the easiest thing they did in school that got graded. Sango walked in with her two best friends by her sides. They looked at the seats in the room and frowned when the only available seats were next to the 'bad boys of the school.' With a heaving sigh, they took their seats, earning a laugh from the three boys.
Sango's fist balled up, tightly. 'If we weren't in school I'd shove my fist so far down their throats..' Sango's mussing was interrupted by the teacher's voice.
"Ok class. You all know what my modo is, right?" Everyone in the class quickly answered, "Don't judge a person until you've been in their shoes." Their teacher smiled warmly. "Good, now then, I based this little assignment off of that modo. I will partner you up and you will learn what it's like to be your partner and you're partner will learn what it's like to be you. You will each write a one page paper on said partner."
Groans erupted from the students. Ayame leaned forward in her chair and murmured in Sango's ear, "Can she even do that?" Sango shrugged. Kagome, hearing Ayame's question, added, "Ya, she's an art teacher after all."
Before the girls could answer, the teacher spoke again. "Ok, look to the person on your left for this side of the room," sweeping her hand towards the girls' half of the class. "For this side of the room, look to your right. These are your partners.
Sango hit her head on the table when she saw her partner, Bankotsu. She turned to see Ayame had Kouga and Kagome had Sesshomaru. 'Life sucks' the girls concluded.
"Ok, you can discuss with your partner who will be in who's shoes first." The teacher said before sitting down to draw.
Sango turned to Bankotsu. "How about, you be in my shoes first." Sango offered. Bankotsu quirked an eyebrow at her, "How about you be in my shoes, write the paper about me. Then, write the paper about you and pretended that I wrote it." He responded. Sango frowned and growled deep in her throat. She was NOT doing his work. "How about," Sango said, dangerously low, " I'll be in your shoes first but, you have to shut the fuck up and do your own fucking work."
Bankotsu smirked at her. "Fine by me, cupcake, be at my house at noon on Saturday. I'll be at yours on Sunday. Here's my address." He said, tossing her a ripped piece of paper. Before she could retort about the nickname, the bell had rung and he was gone. Sango got up, grumbling to herself, and walked out of the classroom with two equally pissed girls by her side.