Chemistry was not what she had expected. Mr. Totosai was a scatterbrain and easily got off topic, she was also surprised at how many well-known people there were. The lab tables were filled with pairs, all but her's. Not that she minded.
Sango was also in said class along with her boyfriend Miroku (now confirmed since they are holding hands.)
Along with Shikon's golden boy, Inuyasha Taisho. A half dog demon. Truthfully Kagome had seen him on few occasions. Always in the halls when he was with Kikyo, his long-term girlfriend. Inuyasha's father was the one to founded the school and Inuyasha himself was the star quarterback.
By now you see that Kagome observes a lot.
Alongside Inuyasha was friend/rival Koga Wolfe, a full wolf demon. Known for as a playboy and excellent running back.
All missing from this group was Kikyou. In fact, Kikyou is her half-cousin on her long since incarcerated fathers side. Not once can she recall speaking to her. Best known for being the head cheerleader along with a violinist and her on and off relationship with the golden boy.
You'd think Kagome knew these people or at least knew someone who did. Nope. It was simple, just sit and listen and you'd be surprised with all the things people say about one another. And social media spoke wonders on a person. Not that Kagome had any gall to post anything on her blank accounts. More so she had them to follow different artist she liked and admired.
After the day was normal people wise. She noticed Kikyou was in her maths class along with Miroku. Miroku was close with Inuyasha and also on the football team. Known for his perverted ways it was no wonder why Song was so hesitant on dating him. Miroku came from a long line of Monks and con-men.
Study hall was just that. She took said time to finish her rough sketch of Boy she began earlier in Kaede's room.
Taking her leave from study period early she walked to her most loved class. Art. Most took it for a free period. Ms. Kaede wasn't rough or harsh. And they only had one final project and bi-weekly sketchbook checks.
The normally silent room was filled with loud yelling. The voice was deep and had a slight rasp to it. Peaking in she saw him. Inuyasha with Kaede, the principle, and Mr. Groman the wood shop teacher.
"I don't care, change my period then I ain't takin no girly art class just because Koga picked shop 1st! It happened last year get over it!" Inuyasha boldly yelled to adults.
Kagome sighed, there was still 15 minutes left and interrupting was not a choice. She made her way to the bench just a little ways by Kaede's room.
Koga and Inuyasha are very competitive with one another, so that must explain why having woodshop together isn't the best thing.
She could still hear Inuyasha's loud voice as the bell rung. Getting up she waited outside the class as Mr. Groman and Principal Jin walked out looking tried. Walking in slowly after she smiled at Kaede making her way to the back.
Kagome made it a point to keep her head down avoiding the golden boy as much as she could but seemingly Kaede had other plans.
"Kagome." Ms. Kaede called out, turning around she smiled.
"I hope you can take a seat next to Mr. Tashio, he is new to Art and I want you to show him the way." Kagome's blood ran cold. Her sit with him?
"I don't need shit i'm fine it's just coloring." He scoffed. Kagome's eye twitched.
"Now now Inuyasha, it's either take my class or repeat Senior year, either way, your father is fine with." A sigh left the golden boy and Kaede turned back to Kagome.
"Will you Kagome?" A quick node was given and she finally was forced to look up to find him.
He sat in the middle table. She liked the back of any class better.
She made her way to the open seat on his right near the end of the table.
Kagome placed her bag down, by now many students came filling in each more shocked in seeing Inuyasha in the class.
Truthfully she ignored Kaedes speech, after taking her class for nearly four years now it was pointless. Most people didn't keep the same elective, there were four; Art, Home ec, Woodshop, and Music.
Seeing as the introduction speech was coming to a close Kagome awoke from her daydreams.
"Today I am simply going to hand out your sketchbook, you all now know about the bi-weekly checks. Try and draw something today just to start so I can see where all of you are." Kaede smiled as she gave a stack to each of the front two tables to pass back.
When it reached her she simply passed it to the hanyou next to her taking out the one she got this morning.
She felt Inuyasha looking at her strangely but ignored it, she has yet to look him in the eye and hoped she wouldn't have to. Personally, he was not her kind of person. Too loud, bold, rude, etc.
"Hey mute." She cringed at the nickname but turned to him.
His eyes are pools of gold along with a strong jaw and soft nose, must be his mother's. Silver hair longer than her own flowed freely, two dog ears atop his head made it him look, dare she say, cute?
"Y-yes," Kagome spoke softly.
"Ya got a name or is it mute." His tone was harsh and annoyed.
"Ka-Kagome." She barely managed.
"Keh."He scoffed and turned back to his sketch pad.
He took out a lead pencil and looked at the blank page in front of him. Sighing in her head Kagome reached into her pencil case and got a graphite pencil out.
'Just do as Kaede said' with that mental encouragement she tapped his red-clad shoulder. Inuyasha turned looking irritated.
"It-it-it's e-easier to use t-this for sketching." Kagome held the pencil to him a light blush coming to her face.
His eyes softened and he sighed. 'What is this chick' he thought as he took the pencil from her
"Whatever thanks, i guess." She quickly began her work.
Almost thru her sketch, he spoke.
"What the fuck you did that?" Kagome became embarrassed and closed her book quickly and packed it away. He grabbed her wrist.
"It's good I didn't- whatever freak." He spat out a blush coming to his face. Kagome shook her head and picked up her bag, just in time the bell rang. She nearly ran out of the class, giving no time to bid farewell to Ms. Kaede.
'Oh god that was awful' She thought. She hated when people saw her art, to her, it was not good enough and to have the golden boy see it and most likely make fun of her was too much.
Now her favorite class became her living hell. Great.