She glanced over the class, then over at the corner where he sat at least a desk away from everyone else. She eyes passed over him. Not even a hint of suprise or shock. What the fuck? People were suprised by him, didn't just look at him like it was perfectly natural, that just ain't how it fucking works!
She took a seat next to him and one away from the rest of the class. Who the FUCK was this girl? Does she not know how things fucking work? People look at him, widen thier eyes in suprise, then avoid all contact with him. Not accepted his apperance as fact then sat down closer to him then anyone else! What the fuck are you thinkin' ya bitch?
A WEEK LATER
After fifteen minutes of walking the room looking for an opening, A/N: Bubble triva, right about here a screw in a my Godamn piece of shit chair broke and I ahve nothing to rest my back on. InuYasha returned empty handed to his table in the back corner. Unsuprisingly, Kikyo eating there with her back to the wall. InuYasha sat down silently and grumbled hungerly. After 10 minutes, InuYasha spoke the first words to pass between the two. "Ya know, you're really robbing me of alot of good targets." "You're just too slow InuYasha." She said casually, shoving half of some one else's sandwhich across the table to him.
What the HELL is with this bitch? Why is she being so Goddamn friendly? Alright enough of this.
"What the fuck is with you Kikyo? You talk to no one, you don't chat with the other girls or try to flirt with the boys, and most importantly why the fuck do you hang around me?" "Same reason you don't try to talk or socialize." "That's completly fucking differant!" "Is it?" she asked queitly, her eyes becoming clouded with memory.
InuYasha looked at Kikyo in a new light. Maybe there was more to her than he thought...
A YEAR LATER
InuYasha spit as he left the autoshop building. No reason, it was just tradition. Everyone who exited the building spit into the grass. The folks in autoshop were cool, they couldn't give a shit if you had three heads, much less odd colored eyes and hair, as long as you shut the fuck up and watched Sports Center like everyone else. As he entered the front door the TO (Traunt Officer) jerked his thumb at the metal detector. As usual, everyone set off the alarm, and as usual, the TO didn't give a shit. And as usual, no one bothered to take off thier jackets as they headed for class. And they said this was a bad school. Well a guy getting shot in the parking lot could give off that vibe.
Next class was.. biology. The lunch. Good, only one period left. As he walked in C101 he examined the room. Usual gaggle of rap chicks, a couple guys that stood out in no way what so ever, and in a complete and utter shock, not one, but TWO other white people. In this case a thin guy in a Marines T-shirt and a girl with black hair who wasn't looking in his direction.As he headed for the back of class where the girl was sitting she turned around, and InuYasha found himself staring into a face he had almost given up hope on ever seeing again.
"Kikyo!" At the sound of his voice the girl turned and flashed a rare smile. He tossed his back pack over three rows of tables so it slammed into the back cabinet behind the last row before taking a stool beside Kikyo.
"Jesus! I thought you went to a private school after I didn't see you the first week." "I was sick, I see you haven't ditched that jacket yet.." "Please, keep your jealusy to your self." "Jealousy, over that piece of crap?" "Piece of crap? This, my friend, is Hien Gericke. Deisnged with bikers in mind." "Still haven't given up on your other piece of crap?" There conversation was in no way interuppted by the begining of the lesson.
As they suffled into the lunch room, Kikyo muttered under her breath to InuYasha. "Go find a table and make sure it stays empty. I'll go get us some food." InuYasha stared after the girl as she streched in front of table, bringing her fist down on some one's sandwhich. Damn, there was defidently something more to this chick he thought with a grin.
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