How My Boredom Saved the World
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. If I did, Kagome would be this kick-ass ALL the time.
Summary:English class is boring, especially for a science nut with her eyes set on world domination. How does Kagome cope?
A/n--I'm breaking soo many rules by writing this, but I'm doing it anyways!! Beware the shortness!!
The Terror begins in...
Mr. Yatsua's English class. Seriously, he's got the most typical droning english teacher voice that just goes on and on and on...And he wears these horrble old-people vests and button-up shirts in really shitty browns and creams and pinks. I swear he's gay.
But it's probably a good thing I'm so bored. I know that if I was in science class right now I'd be inventing a severely deadly poison behind Dirk's back. Dirk is our science teacher, but I'm the only one who gets away with calling him Dirk. I've already blown up several of his seminars on some boring shit, on purpose, and made a mold that could think. The mold got confinscated by the Japanese Secret Service, though, for further study.
Which sucks, casue Hermin was my bestest-buddy, but hey, shit happens. I'll just do it again when Dirk lifts my restriction from the chemical cabinet.
"Ms. Higurashi!" Mr. Yatsua sanps. "Pay attention!"
"Yes, sir." I grumble, sitting up. Why won't he just let me sleep? Really, when am I going to use poetry? Snore. I could really go for a nap before science, you know. I truly do plan on making Drik look stupid for not letting me skip to grade 12 science. I could be making nuclear bombs by now! I know how, too, I just lack the materials. Materials I could get ahold of in grade 12 science, which Dirk won't let me into!!
Okay, so, yes, I do plan on taking over Tokyo's Yukaza rings by planting bombs in all their hideouts and threatening them to do my bidding. I even know exactly what dress I'll wear to get in in the frist place!! But noooo, lets just not let sweet little Kaggies into science 12 to foreward her lifes goals! Lets just stick into english to fail miserably!!
I suck at english and see no point in it, you see, but I need to finish it wth a passing mark to be allowed to skip into science 12. Thing is, I can't be bothered to do it. I really can't. And the chances slim up even more when you give me a boring, gay teacher!
Geez, its almost like I'm saving the world with my boredom when I fully intend to conquer it! How pathetic is that? I'm really not much of an evil mastermind, am I? Well, at least I'm trying and I will succeed!!
If I can get passed grade 9 english, that is.