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New Story! Once again! I hope you enjoy it!
::Girl Next Door::
::Chapter 1- The New Guy::
:December 7, 1997:
"Pass the ball, Tai!" A red headed girl that was about eleven years old shouted as she down through her grassy backyard.
"No way! I'm taking this one home!" Tai (12) said as he kicked the dirty soccer ball towards the goal.
"Taichi Kamiya! I'm open so pass it! Mimi's on your tail!"
"I got it, Sor!"
Tai ran down the yard and suddenly stopped right in front of the goal. The opposing teams goalie (Izzy) stared at him strangely as he prepared to block whatever Tai threw at him.
"What are you doing Tai!?" Sora shouted seeing him standing there doing nothing and Mimi right behind him.
Tai then passed the ball to Sora as Mimi came sliding up behind him knocking both herself and Tai to the ground (It was muddy from the earlier rain shower). Sora made a heat butt on the ball and it went flying into the goal leaving Izzy no time to block it. A smile found the young girl's lips as she ran over to Tai and helped him off the ground.
"I thought you were going to make the winning shot?" Sora asked out of breath.
"You know the deal, Sor: there's no "I" in "team"!" Tai said as he began to laugh.
"Good game, guys. You two make an awesome team!" Izzy (10) said congratulating them and giving them both a pat on the back.
"Thanks Izzy! We do make a great team, don't we?" Tai said, "Best friends!"
"Best friends!" Sora repeated as they gave each other a high five.
"I have to get going you guys. Mom's expecting me home for dinner. Stuffed peppers and a salad... I can't wait. See you at school tomorrow!" Izzy said and ran off.
"I have to leave too. Mama's taking me shopping for shoes tonight!" Mimi (10) said as she pulled out her cell phone and called the driver of her stretch limo. She then walked to the front of the house to wait for her ride.
"All right well I better be leaving too. Mom's making a casserole for dinner... yum..." Tai said with a queasy look on his face, "See ya at school tomorrow!"
"Bye Tai! See you tomorrow!" Sora said waving to Tai as he left.
She was then alone. She walked to the goal and picked up the muddy soccer ball that sat in it. She then heard the sound of a large truck pull into the driveway of the house next door. A smaller car followed behind the truck. Sora's eyebrows arched as she walked from her backyard to the front.
Sora observed as a large man stepped out of the truck and removed the "For Sale" sigh from the front yard. He then opened the back of the truck labeled "Movers" and was soon accompanied by two other large men. They soon began carrying boxes and furniture into the house. A blonde boy that looked about Sora's age got out of the car followed by a middle-aged man with light brown hair. Sora smirked.
"I guess someone finally bought old man Asikawa's house," Sora said as she walked to her front porch and sat down.
The blonde boy took a glance at her and she smiled at him. He rolled his eyes and looked in his father's direction. Sora huffed.
"Ugh, how rude!" Sora said standing up and walking in the house. She threw her soccer ball on the hard wood floor and kicked off her shoes. She then walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. She then walked into the dark living room and propped her feet up on the coffee table.
"Off the couch, Sora," her mother said walking into the room.
"Why?" Sora asked opening the bottle of water.
"You're sweaty and muddy and you're going to ruin the leather. Go take a shower you smell like a pig pen."
Sora gulped down some of her water and rolled her eyes as she got off the couch. Her mother then commented on her feet.
"Oh, Sora! You have dirty socks all over my expensive Persian rug!" Ms. Takenouchi cried.
"Yes mother!" Sora said bending over and taking off her dirty socks, "Is there anything else you would like me to do while I'm up?"
"As a matter of fact there is. After you go upstairs and take a shower you can come down here and help my put icing on this cake."
"What're we having cake for? It's not my birthday."
"It's not for us. It's for our new neighbors!"
"Oh, you mean the snotty little blonde boy and his dad?"
"So you've met them already?"
"No, but the kid gave me a dirty look. I hate him."
"Don't use the word hate, Sora. You dislike the boy. And how can you hate him anyways? You don't even know him. Now go take a shower."
Sora rolled her eyes again, "If you insist."
"Hurry, please."
"Yes ma'am."
Sora walked up the stairs and got a towel from the linen closet. She then went into the hallway bathroom and began removing her baggy, dirty clothes. She noticed the blinds on the window were open. She saw the blonde boy walk across the hallway in the window in the house across from hers. He gave her another rude look and she shut the blinds.
"Stuck up blonde boy," Sora said as she hopped into the shower.
::15 minutes later::
Sora walked down the stairs in a pair of knee-length basketball shorts and a baggy t-shirt that said "Soccer = Life". There was also a towel around her neck so her wet hair wouldn't drink on her shoulders.
"Finally! You need to not take such long showers. Now come, help me with this cake and get that towel off of your shoulders," Ms. Takenouchi ordered.
"God..." Sora mumbled as she quickly towel-dried her hair and carelessly threw the towel over the back side of the couch.
"Sora! The leather, no! Go put it in the laundry room!"
"This woman is going to drive me insane!" Sora grumbled to herself as she threw the towel into the laundry room. She walked back into the kitchen and jumped up and sat on the counter.
"Get down! The counter is not a place to sit it's a place to set food," her mom said as Sora did what she was told and got off the counter rolling her eyes, "Don't roll your eyes at me young lady!"
"Sorry..." Sora said unsympathetically.
"Stir this," her mom said handing her a bowl full of sugary sweetness, "Place it on the cake when it gets creamy."
Sora smiled and stuck her finger in the bowl and then licked the icing off. She got scolded once again. 'Leave me alone!' She thought as she spread icing all over the cake.
"I'm done!" Sora said staring at her masterpiece, "Can I lick the bowl now, please?"
"It looks wonderful and yes, you may. That stuff is full of nothing but sugar and fat anyways."
Sora lifted up her shirt and shower her mother her tiny tanned waist, "Mom, I weigh like 87 pounds and you think that icing is going to make me fat?"
"That's not what I said, Sora."
"No but you implied it."
"Let's just go give them the cake before it gets too late."
Sora slipped on a pair of flip-flops and followed her mom out of the house. The two walked across the yard and made their way to the front door. They stood there not doing anything.
"Well are you going to knock?" Sora's mom asked.
"Whatever..." Sora said as she rang the doorbell.
They stood there for a couple of seconds before a man answered the door. He stood tall, about 6 foot 2 inches, and looked pretty exhausted from moving in. He greeted them with a smile nonetheless.
"Hello! I'm Karen Takenouchi and this is my daughter Sora! We're your new neighbors!" Sora's mom greeted with fake emotions.
"Oh, hi! I'm Malcolm Ishida. Please, come in," Malcolm said letting the two come into the large three story home.
"It's amazing that we've lived here for almost twelve years and we've never seen the inside of this house."
Karen and Sora walked into the house and followed Malcolm into the living room. The snotty blonde boy then entered the picture.
"And who is this handsome young man?" Karen asked.
"This is my son, Yamato. Yamato, meet Karen and Sora. They're our new neighbors," Malcolm introduced.
"Hello Yamato!" Karen said with a smile.
"It's Matt," he replied in a smart tone.
"Oh, okay, Matt."
"Um, gee, how about I give you a tour of the house? Matt, you and Sora can stay here and get to know each other better," Malcolm suggested.
"That sounds great! Here Sora, take this and go put it in the refrigerator," Karen said handing Sora the cake.
"I love cake! Shall we?" Malcolm said and the two walked away.
Sora stared at Matt for a minute but then walked by him and headed for the fridge. Matt followed her and took some of the icing off the cake. Sora glared at him but then did the same. They both licked the icing off their fingers. Sora rolled her eyes and then placed the cake in the fridge.
"You think you are so cool," Sora then said to Matt, "but you're not."
"I don't think, girl, I know I am," Matt spat back.
"Keep telling yourself that Blondie."
Sora walked away but Matt smirked and trailed close behind her. Sora stopped suddenly and turned around so she was facing him.
"Why are you following me? What, is the house not big enough that you have to be everywhere I am?" Sora asked placing her hands on her hips.
"It's my house, I can go anywhere I want," Matt replied mimicking her movements.
"I don't like you, you don't like me, so just leave me alone!"
"Naw, I think I'll keep bothering you. It's a lot more fun."
Sora pushed him, "Get away from me Blondie. I'm warning you."
"Is that a challenge?" Matt said with a smirk on his face. He pushed her back, "I like challenges."
"You know what?" Sora said with a smile on her face.
"What?"
Sora punched him in the eye, "So do I."
"Ow!" Matt shouted and grabbed his head. He then tackled Sora to the ground and the two began rolling around on the floor fighting. Sora eventually was sitting on top of him punching him. She wasn't really trying to hurt him she was just caught up in the moment. Malcolm and Karen then re-entered the room.
"SORA TAKENOUCHI! GET OFF OF MATT RIGHT THIS INSTANT!" Karen screamed at her daughter.
"Matt you wimp! Fight back you girl!" Malcolm said seeing his son get beat up by a girl.
"Sora! Get off him right now or you're grounded!"
Sora was about to throw another punch but she decided to listen to her mother instead and get off of him. She was breathing heavily as she glanced at the boy with the bloody lip lying on the ground below her. She felt pity and held out a hand to help him up. Matt sat up from the floor and pushed her hand away.
"I can help myself, girl," Matt said licking his lip and standing up from the floor. Malcolm grabbed the collar of his shirt catching him off guard and almost causing him to fall over again.
"Sora, Karen, I am so sorry about this. Matt, you do not hit girls no matter what!" Malcolm said pointing a finger in his son's face.
"She hit me first!" Matt shouted in defense.
"I think it's time that we get going," Karen said grabbing Sora by the ear, "It was nice meeting the both of you. Sora and I are going to have a very long talk about her sudden outburst of behavior."
"It was nice meeting you as well. Matt and I will also be having a talk."
"Goodbye," Karen said and dragged Sora out of the house.
"What the hell was that?" Malcolm asked after the two girls left.
"She was talking crap and then punched me so I tackled her and we started fighting," Matt explained.
"Next time don't just sit there, fight back! But not her. Don't hit girls. Let's finish getting everything into the house before it gets dark."
"Yes sir."
Karen dragged Sora into their house and instantly began screaming at her.
"How could you do that, Sora? They've been here for less that two hours and you're already beating up Matt! You can't beat up boys!" Karen said.
"Would you rather a boy beat me up!?" Sora shouted back.
"No, but you need to not pick fights with people. You're a girl, Sora, you don't need to be doing those kinds of things!"
"Whatever, mom! I don't need you to tell me what to do! I can protect myself!"
"Do you at least understand where I'm coming from?"
"Yes, mother, okay? I understand you!"
"I just don't want to see you get hurt."
"I'm not going to get hurt, mom."
"Just go to your room. We'll talk about this later."
"Whatever."
Sora sighed and walked upstairs to her bedroom. She collapsed on her bed and stared at the ceiling. It was going to be a long night.
::
It was about 9:30pm when Sora heard a click sound on her window. She sat up from her bed and walked over to it. She saw Matt standing in the backyard.
"What?" Sora asked opening the window.
"Come here!" Matt said trying not to yell, he knew her mother was asleep.
"Are you crazy? I'm in enough trouble as it is!"
"Just come down here!"
Sora thought about it for a second, "Fine!"
She lifted her window up until it wouldn't go any further. She then carefully set her feet on a large tree branch. It took her a couple of tries but she finally climbed down the tree onto the deck.
"I see you've done this before," Matt said with a smirk as he watched her swift movements.
"What do you want?" Sora asked standing on the porch above him.
"Be my girlfriend," Matt said out of nowhere.
"Excuse me!?"
"Be my girlfriend!"
"No!"
"Why not?"
"Why do you want me to be your girlfriend? I don't even know you!"
"You're the first girl that has ever gotten close to beating me up. It was intimidating but I liked it. So please, be my girlfriend."
Sora was so caught off guard that she didn't know what to say. One minute they were rolling around trying to kill each other and the next he was asking her out. It didn't make any sense!
"Okay, I will," Sora said not even thinking.
Matt smiled and ran up the stairs of the porch. He stood in front of her.
"Now we have to kiss," Matt said biting his lower lip.
"For how long?" Sora asked uneasy at the thought.
"Five seconds."
"Fine..."
Matt leaned forward and placed his lips on hers. 'One... two... three... four... five...' he thought and then pulled away. Sora's eyes opened and she stared at him.
"That was it?" She said.
"What do you mean 'That was it'?" Matt wondered.
"Nothing really. I just thought that my first kiss would be better than that."
"Are you saying I'm a bad kisser?"
"Yeah, I guess I am."
"Well fine! I don't want to be your boyfriend anymore!"
"Good! I didn't want to be your girlfriend anyways!"
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
Sora climbed back up the tree and jumped in her window as fast as she could. She slammed it shut as Matt huffed and dashed off back to his own home. 'Stupid Matt' Sora thought as she leaned up against the window.
::TBC::
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