"Davis." A little voice nagged.

"Nnmm…" Davis growled.

"Daaaaviiis." Two blue hands propped up onto his shoulder.

"Goway…" he slurred, pushing Demiveemon off of his bed. He landed on the ground with a short 'umpf'.

"But Davis!" he whined.

"What?!" he sat up, rubbing his eyes furiously. "I was tryin' ta get some sleep!"

"You're gonna be late for school." He pointed to the clock.

"Ahh!!" Davis struggled, tangling himself in the sheets and falling head-first onto the floor. "Grme mry shrrt!" he pointed to a crumpled shirt on the floor, his face crushed into the carpet.

The little blue digimon hopped over and dragged the clothing over to him. "You better hurry!"

"Yeah, thanks!" He threw on his clothes, did his hair, and flew out the door, forgetting his little partner.

"Hey, T.K.!" T.K. turned to see Kari run to him.

"Oh, hey Kari." He said, continuing on his way to school. It was a casual day, but despite the sunlight, it was growing rather cold.

"I wanted to ask you something…" she smiled, causing T.K. to blush.

"Um, what is it, Kari?" he shuffled his foot nervously against the ground.

"Are you free on Friday?" T.K. looked stunned. "I was wondering if you wanted to go see a movie with me." She gave him an innocent, wide-eyed look.

"Sure!" he beamed.

Kari grinned.

"Hey Kari!" yelled Davis's voice from behind her.

"Uh oh." She sighed. What a lug-head. Just coming to drool all over me again. She thought to herself. (Yeah, as if she could think to other people)

"Hi!" he continued his reckless pace. "I was kinda late, but-uff!" he stopped and smacked into another person in his path. Davis felt his back hit the ground, and his books scatter around him. "Hey, pal! Watch where…" he looked up to see an obviously new person. She was about the digidestined age with a very long T-shirt over a long sleeved shirt, black gloves covering her hands. A scarf was draped around her neck, as though she were prepared for the weather. She had a belt around her middle that gave her long shirt the curve of her waist. She wore cuffed jeans and white tennis shoes. Her hair was a mass of large, thick, cream shaded, spikes, which fell straight down.

"Are you okay?" she bit her lip, extending her hand to his.

"Huh?" Davis stared. Wow! He thought. "Uh, yeah, I guess so." He took her hand and she pulled him up.

"I'm really sorry."

"Aw, don't worry about it." He said picking up her books and handing them to her. "I'm Daisuke Motimya."

"It's nice to meet you." She bowed slightly. "My name is Luka Chong. I just moved here from China." She straightened her shirt out.

"Davis!" called Kari.

"What? Oh-uh, yeah. I have to class. Um, gotta get to class. Me. I. I mean, I have to go. To class now." He stuttered.

She smiled. "Well, I guess I'll see you later."

"Yeah, bye." He watched her walk away.

"Who was that?" asked Kari as she walked over, an air of jealousness in her voice.

"Some girl." He blinked.

"Waita go, Davis." T.K. mocked.

"Huh?"

Kari rolled her eyes angrily.

"Let's go to class before we're late." Said T.K.

The three friends rushed to class. "What does T.Z. mean by that anyhow? Did you see her, Demiveemon?" he whispered to his backpack. "Demi…? Aw, SHOOT!"