Kagome silently walked to the back of the room and took her seat, yawning and then making herself as small as possible. This school always seemed to make Kagome feel small and without a place. The teacher had not arrived yet, so naturally the classroom was filled with laughter (yeah, dude, I saw that ep last night), chatter (I can't wait for your party next Saturday!), and panicking (DUDE, YOU'RE TELLING ME NOW THAT WE HAD FUCKING HOMEWORK!). Kagome quietly put her stuff on her desk and the proceeded to attempt to fall asleep and dream of dying and going to a place without 9nth grade….
"Class, settle down now!" No one paid attention to the white-haired, balding man who was currently standing in front of the blackboard at the head of the room. Poor Mr. Tanaka.
"CLASS, TAKE YOUR SEATS, NOW!" This time he was met by more success, and soon he was rewarded by the sounds of hasty students hurriedly rushing off to their appropriate places and shifting through piles of books to find the one meant for this class.
"Thank you, now, if you would please open your books to page 118 and kindly follow along with me…" For the rest of the period, Mr. Tanaka continued to speak about the world's first book, Tale of Genji, which was written by Lady Murasaki. It was a relief to many when, much later, the period ended and the students were made to sit tight and listen to announcements, though no one actually bothered to listen to them. The bell soon rang and signified the time to switch classes.
Kagome stretched and yawned as she came out of history and began speed-walking towards English. Just as she predicted, this day was not turning out to be a good one. She had already received a snide comment about her shoes, which she had pretended not to hear. However, she did hear, and it did take effort (however little) to keep from shedding a tear or two. "Ah well", Kagome thought,"I've shaken off much worse thanks to "daddy dearest…"
Kagome took her seat in the first room on the second floor, only this time it was on the left side of the room, close to the window. She liked that spot, it was a nice place to day dream. "Hey Kagome!" Kagome turned her head to see who had spoken.
"Hi, Yura" Kagome answered back, with about half as much energy as Yura had put into her greeting.
"So, Kagome, how would you like to come to my house on Saturday to plan a nice little party?" Yura had coated her words in a sickly sweetness that made Kagome want to throw up.
"Oh, Yura, just how much money would you like to put into this?" Kagome reluctantly asked in the same honeyed tone as Yura.
"Oh, not much! Just about, ohhhh….10 000?" Yura actually stated the amount as if it were no more than 5 bucks.
"Sorry, Yura, I can't participate. That's because, unlike you, I do not treat my dad like an ATM machine"
Yura gave a little huff of indignation and walked away, leaving Kagome feeling a little depressed, but also slightly bemused.
The rest of Kagome's periods carried on like that, so she was quite happy when she finally heard the bell for lunch.
At the Cafeteria
"Hmmm….Oh! That's the last slice of pizza!" Kagome picked it up after murmuring some things to herself. And that's when she felt someone tap her on the shoulder. She quickly turned to face whoever they were.
"Are you going to eat that?" Kagome stared as she recognized who the person who had spoken was. It was a certain hanyou she had seen before…..
Sorry about the mistakes...Thank all reviewers!
Mwahahahaha….That is where it ends for today my friends…..