Sugar
A single tear saw it's way down her face as she heard the sickening snap of the lock on her cell as a guard came in to deliver her to the cafeteria, and she felt as if she were back in high school. No adult used the term 'Cafeteria' anymore, unless of course, you were trapped in a boarding school for adults.
In a sick way, Kagome couldn't help but muse over the brochure for a boarding school like that would look like. A big red brick, nearly disinigrated building over looking a sunset over the beach? Possibly with a logo that said, "Join us, for the best disciplinary system money can buy!"
And as she stood in line, holding her tray, and a female in baggy blue scrubs that read, "Prison" on the back of the shirt cut in front of her, Kagome vowed that this wouldn't take away her spirit. She refused to let it. So, with redemption, her emotionless facade crumbled and she tapped the girl on the shoulder, "I was in front of you, you know."