Hi hi! I'm back! I've moved to Japan for the season so I've been busy and neglecting my writing! For the record, this little fic is almost finished (it has been for a while) but I've just been super bad at updating. I got a review a little bit ago that encouraged/reminded me to update, so thank you :) I just have to polish off one last chapter and I might, miiiight be updating this regularly until it's done. I will always finish all of my fics, for the record.
Please review! Thank you!
The professor dismissed class, and Kagome waited anxiously for her midterm results. She thought that maybe, if she were lucky, she could pull out a B- for her midterm.
"Higurashi!" The TA called.
Kagome took the paper from her instructor's hand, and slowly turned the page over.
37%
Frantically, Kagome asked the TA, "Is this number out of 50?"
The TA just glared at Kagome. "No. It's out of 100, like all percentages."
Slowly, Kagome walked back to her desk and collected her things. As usual, she had way too many textbooks, papers, and pencils lying around. She threw it all in a lazy pile and decided to carry it out of class. She'd try to stuff everything into her bag when she got out of the auditorium. She just wanted to get out of the classroom, as if she could erase one miserable part of her day from simply exiting the premises of which it happened.
Which seemed like a great plan, until she bumped into some idiot standing in her way. He was texting, right in her pathway! At least, she thought he was standing in her way. Kagome wasn't really paying attention. All of her books and papers went flying everywhere.
"Crap!" She said, and watched the stranger's phone fall to the ground in slow motion. When his phone hit the floor, she heard an aggressive shattering noise. Dread filled her stomach. Noooo, I can't afford to fix someone's phone screen! But the glass screen remained intact. The glass key chain that hung from his phone, however, shattered as it hit the ground.
"What are you, a professional klutz?" said a grumbling voice. It was The Cheater! He bent down to help Kagome gather her things. "God damnit! My jewel!"
"Watch the broken glass!" Kagome warned as The Cheater reached towards the remains of the jewel.
"Keh. I don't get cut so easily." Gingerly, the Cheater picked up a piece of the shattered key chain.
"I'm so sorry I broke your key chain. I hope it wasn't too meaningful." Kagome felt terrible.
He sighed. "It's fine. It didn't mean anything to me at all."
"That's good, I guess. I can pay you back! How much was the key chain?"
As Kagome was offering, Inuyasha got a glimpse of her midterm paper. He not only read her name on the cover, but also the poor grade on her test.
"Don't worry about it," he mumbled.
"O-okay."
"So, how'd you do on your test?"
"Well, that's a little personal, don't you think?" Kagome asked.
"Hey, you broke my jewel. AND slapped me. The least you could do would be to tell me how you did."
"Why do you even want to know?"
He shrugged. "Maybe I just want to be sure that you didn't cheat off of me."
Kagome blushed. "Look. I didn't do too well, okay? It's embarrassing. I used to find school easy, but the workload here has been a bit too much for me."
"Oh. Uh, I'm sorry. If it helps, I haven't been acing all my classes either. The one we're in is actually the only one I seem to be okay at."
"Thanks. But at least you have one class you enjoy. I can't seem to get a handle on any of them. And I want to go to medical school."
Inuyasha scooped up all of Kagome's things and passed them to her. "Any chance you want a study buddy?"
"You'd help me study?"
"I mean, if you want."
"You'd want to help a girl who slapped you out of nowhere and then broke your phone chain?"
"You know what they say about keeping your enemies closer," Inuyasha grinned. "And I don't believe I've introduced myself. My name's Inuyasha. You?"
"Kagome. Thanks so much for this. I actually didn't even pass this midterm. I'm gonna need a very good grade on my final exam to pull off an okay final mark."
"Eh, I think a 37% is a savable number."
Kagome narrowed her eyes at him. "We're gonna need to teach you how to keep your eyes off of other people's tests."
