InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Play ❯ Scene 1: Friday Afternoon ( Chapter 2 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
The school bell rang, signaling the end of another long, tiring day at school. Many students burst through the front doors, wanting freedom for the weekend, before two girls walked slowly outside, letting the waves of hurrying students slide past them. These two girls looked quite ordinary in their school uniforms of a short green skirt and white shirt, the only difference between them and the rest of the moving crowd was at the pace they walked. Half of the previous occupants of the building were wearing the same thing they were as the school mandated uniforms. The policy of the school were uniforms, to be worn everyday unless it happened to be a privileged `free-dress' day that happened ever too rarely.
“The play in history class sounds interesting,” Kagome said to Sango as they walked down the street. Taxis, cars, and buses drove nosily by on the road beside them. Some rude guys honked their horns at the girls as they drove by, but Kagome and Sango just ignored them. They both were heading in the same direction - west - for awhile before they had to split and to go their separate ways to their houses.
“More interesting than anything else that deals with school, anyway. Although there does happen to be a problem with it,” Sango said, brushing some dust off of her skirt as they continued walking.
“Hm?” Kagome asked, looking into the shop they were passing. It was a pet shop and there was this cute little kitten in the front window that looked like a miniature Buyo ... when he was twenty pounds lighter, of course.
“Tomorrow is a Saturday! We can't come to school on a Saturday!” Sango complained. Sango was one who lived for the weekend, where there was nothing to do except laze about or hang with friends. School problems should stay on school days, not invade the privacy of her weekend!
“Seriously? I had completely forgotten! You're absolutely sure auditions are tomorrow?” Kagome asked, she too not wanting to give up her weekend for something school related.
“Positive. He said it three times in class and it was on a poster by the theater,” Sango said dejectedly, one hundred percent positive her bad news was correct. She had instantly honed in on the fact that Mr. Kahino had put auditions on a Saturday. That, and the fact that while the script wasn't as big as the original, it was still quite a large packet to read through, especially in one night. And didn't he want them to audition for certain characters? How were they supposed to decide what characters they wanted in a single night?
Kagome sighed, resigned to her fate. True, she didn't want to go, but one Saturday of her life wasn't going to kill her. She hoped. “Would you rather fail?” Kagome pointed out calmly. She decided to accept the fact that she couldn't change it, and help Sango to recognize that fact. Sango was the one she worried about for skipping the audition because it was on one of her precious Saturdays.
“No, but I don't want to spend my Saturday, my day of freedom, in school!” Sango cried. Where was the fairness in life? Who decided to put auditions on a Saturday? What evil person could think that up? What malicious mind could ever have even supposed that there was even the slightest possibility of holding auditions on a Saturday?
“Well, at least the rest of the grade and the seniors will still have to show and share our misery,” Kagome quipped. At the very least they wouldn't be alone and could share their unhappiness and discontent with practically everyone else they knew.
“I bet some people won't show up,” Sango grumbled. They'll be sleeping in, watching TV, and eating junk food, when all the while she'll be up at the school reading lines for class. The only bright side of that was that it wasn't a musical. Adding singing and dancing for class with a Saturday was just adding insult to injury.
“Then you won't see them in class next year!” Kagome said happily, thinking of everyone she'd like to fail. Kikyou...Kikyou...Kikyou...and perhaps Kikyou too. Unfortunately, Kikyou was one who loved to show off at every opportunity she could, so was it was basically a guarantee she would be there. Kagome could almost hear her voice now, `because someone with talent should get the star role!' She just knew that would be what she'd say at the auditions tomorrow.
“Maybe Kikyou won't show up!” Sango said in an inadvertent repeat of Kagome's thoughts, dreaming wishfully. Maybe they could even sabotage something a little to make sure she wasn't there...nothing too drastic, just maybe a car accident...or a broken bone or two ....although it was quite difficult to come up with all the necessities with such a short deadline. Maybe she'd have to go a little simpler this time. An accidental bucket of dirty water that splashed all over could work just as well, she supposed.
“I wish. But you know she's going to be up in our face about getting the lead role,” Kagome sighed, now wishing there wasn't any play at all. Now it seemed like just another reason for Kikyou to brag about how talented she was, which was so much more annoying than any test Mr. Kahino could throw at them. The test was short-lived, but Kikyou never let anything go. Ever. The worst case scenario was if she actually was good and got a lead part. The two girls would never live it down, then. Kagome could even imagine that at the fifty year reunion after graduation Kikyou would find them and talk about how good she was back in the old play when they were juniors.
Sango snorted. “As if. Hey! How about you come over to my place and we can practice roles, then we can land the ones we want perfectly. Then Kikyou can go stick it up her-”
“Sounds like a great idea!” Kagome broke in, seemingly unaware Sango was still talking. She had seemed to stop listening after the first half of Sango's first sentence. “Then we go to the auditions tomorrow together, and I can make sure you won't be late! That way you can't fail,” she planned, thinking of all the torturous ways to get Sango out of bed. Oh yes, it was going to be fun tomorrow morning...
“Hey! I'm not half as bad to wake up as you are. You could sleep through an earthquake,” Sango replied, she herself thinking of all the fun ways to get Kagome out of bed. Oh yes, it was going to be fun tomorrow morning...
Kagome slapped her forehead, thinking of something. “I just remembered something!” she exclaimed, aloud this time. How could she be so stupid? It happened at least twice everyday, and normally right in the hallway her locker was in.
“What? You can't come over?” asked Sango, disappointed. She had to admit, she wasn't the greatest actress. She needed some help from Kagome if she was going to get a good part and not play some stupid old lady whose only line was screaming and then running (more like hobbling, since she was an old lady) away from a rogue demon before being `eaten'. Oh joy.
“No, it's not that,” Kagome replied, shaking her head. “I just...don't want to show up anymore,” Kagome said sadly. Why, oh why did it have to be juniors and seniors that are required? Couldn't seniors just be optional? They could just bring up a few sophomores to fill the vacant roles...but seniors? Why the seniors?
“I thought we'd already established that,” Sango said with one eyebrow raised. She now wondered where her friend's mind was going...they covered the whole Saturday business quite a while ago.
“Don't you realize both Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru will be there?” Kagome asked her, depressed, finally revealing what she was talking about to her confused friend.
Sango's eyes widened as she realized exactly what Kagome was talking about. Inuyasha...and Sesshoumaru... in the same location around them for another day? Normally Saturdays and Sundays were nice, joyful, quiet breaks from the two brothers. Unfortunately for them and everyone else, Inuyasha was required to be there because he was a junior, and Sesshoumaru was required to be there because he was a senior.
And worst of all, Kagome and Sango would be stuck in the same building with them, for who knows how long, trying out for a play seemingly destined for disaster.