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Insidiouds Intentions

Chapter 1: A confusing conversation

Popular or not popular.

That's all people care about these days...

It's what makes my time at school a living hell.

Nobody cares about kindness or trust, it's all just how good looking you are and how much money you have that counts.

That's what I hate about the world these days.

I guess you could say I'm quite good looking but then again I'm smart and other people don't like that. I'm called "the geek" and sometimes even "the dork" just because I have good marks and a pair of glasses.

Nobody really knows me. They just assume that's who I am because of my looks.

I guess I would have to make some big changes if I ever wanted to be popular. For a start I would have to earn a bit more money to afford some contact lenses and then I would have to change the way I act completely. But that's one thing I never want to do.

I promised my sister once when she was having bad problems with her asma, that I would never change myself just to make other people happy. That's why I never really cared about what everybody else thought of me.

But I guess everybody has an urge to be popular.

I know I do.

I just never wanted to break my promise... and I've never thought of doing it either.

Since I'm so unpopular, I NEVER thought a cool and very good looking person would ever talk to me.

Ever.

But I was wrong because someone did. A popular, good looking guy actually spoke to me...

It was the start of a normal, average day of my, Taichi Yagamis, pityful life. The sun, which had rudely woken me up, was shining brightly and there was a clear sky.

My sister was already up and having her breakfast. She smiled and said good mornig cheerfully as I slowly made my way to the bathroom. I washed my face, brushed my teeth and ran my hands through my hair so that it all stood up on end.

It was ashame that I inherited my mothers slightly bad eyesight.

Cause without my glasses I didn't really look geeky at all.

But then without my glasses I wouldn't be able to see much at all.

So anyaway, I then had my breakfast and walked my sister to her school, then to mine. It's not that big of a walk and I just love walking through the park early in the morning.

As I walked through the schools main entrance I got the usual horrible looks from eveyone who thought they were better than me.

Which of course was... everybody.

Even the short walk to my locker was full of shoves and name calling. To me it was all really daily routine. My locker of course was full of offensive stickers and graffiti again. How many times was I going to have to stay longer and clean it?

My first two lessons were Maths and as usual, of course, I was the only one who knew any of the answers to anything. I really don't understand how they expect to get decent jobs if they can't even solve basic maths.

Sometimes I feel like I'm surrounded by idiots who just live to look good. This impression usually last the whole day, wait, actually that's the impression I always have...

I hadn't had a proper conversation with anyone until my lunchbreak and then it wasn't much of a conversation either.

But there was one thing good about it, it was with a popular guy...

I was happily eating my lunch, I had made for myself at home, as suddenly Yamato Ishida sat down opposite to me. He is one of the most popular and good looking guy at our school... You can't get much more popular than him.

I ignored him at first not knowing that he was actually sat there because of me.

"Well, aren't you going to say hello or anything?"

I looked to both of my sides and seeing that there was noone else sat at this table, looked back at him.

"I am talking to you, you know."

"Oh I'm sorry. Hello." I said returning my gaze to my lunch.

"Is that all?"

"Usually popular people don't talk to me so I didn't know that you were sat there because of me."

"Popular people? Is that what you call other people?"

"Well what else do you expect me to call you? And I'm sorry, why are you talking to me? I'm rather confused by your acceptance of me."

"Don't be."

I gave him a sceptical look.

"Then why are you talking to me?"

"Does a guy need a reason to talk to one of his fellow classmate?"

"Not for a fellow classmate but then I'm not a fellow classmate am I?"

"Your names Taichi, right?"

"Yeah."

"I think I'll call you just Tai. If that's okay with you?"

"Sure." But inside I had doubt that he would be talking to me again. I noticed the bell go for the next lesson but stayed put seeing Yamato not bothering to move.

"Look Yamato. I really would like to chat a bit longer with you but –"

"Then lets go somewhere more private."

"Excuse me?" That really wasn't the reaction I was expecting.

"I would like to spend some more time with you today."

"And you just think that I'm going to skip my lessons to spend some time with somebody I don't even know."

"Well yeah. I mean you've got a perfect record so it wouldn't really matter if you missed todays lessons and I think it would be rather stupid to give up going somewhere with a popular guy just because of four lessons."

He did have a point.

A popular guy was telling me that he wanted to spend some time with me and I was having second thoughts? I was giving this situation way, way too much thought.

I watched him as he stood up and walked towards the exit of the cafeteria. He opened the door and looked back at me.

"So. Are you coming or not?" he asked and then added "I know what I would do."

I was absolutely sure that I wanted to go with him but how do I know if this isn't just some sick joke? Can I actually trust him?

"Okay. I'll come. But I'm leaving if this turns out to be some sick kind of joke."

"Is that what you think I am? Someone who just wants to pick on you?"

"Every popular guy in the world is like that. So why shouldn't you be?" I asked plainly, walking through the open door without looking at him.

"But that doesn't mean I am!"

-ten minutes later-

"Is this you're idea of somewhere private????"

I asked him, joining the end of a queue in McDonalds...

"Well, not exactly. But I couldn't really ignore the rummbling sound my stomache was making. Do you want anything?" he asked me as we got to the front of the queue.

"No thanks. I'm not feeling very hungry at the moment." I told him but I got the feeling that he didn't really care as he ordered two burgers, two cokes and two portions of fries.

We sat ourselves down at the back of the restaurant. I take it, he didn't want everybody to hear what we were going to talk about.

"Here you go. I hope you're hungry." He said passing me some food.

"Keep the burger."

"Why? Don't you like burgers?" he asked me sounding a bit concerned. I really didn't understand why he was so interested in me all of a sudden...

"I'm a vegetarian."

"Oh. Sorry, I didn't know, why didn't you tell me?"

"Why should I have? I don't even know you very long. It's not something you tell everybody as soon as you meet them. So anyway, why are you being so nice to me? Noone has ever talked to me this long without insulting me."

"My, you waste no time do you? Well, I've been noticing you more lately and well...... I wanted to ask if you would go out with me." He said looking me straight into the eye.

"Jeez, you are really direct. You know that?"

This was definitely going too far. There must have been a catch somewhere. Nooen has ever noticed me and now he's asking me to go out with him? Wait a minute...

"What makes you think that I'm gay?"

"I don't. But it's worth asking you anyway." He said giving me a smile. "Don't worry. I would take it slow with you. I don't expect you to do anything sexual or like that."

"Do you think that just because I'm unpopular and disliked by everyone that I'll date any person who asks me to?" I asked as I got up and walked away.

How dare he! And what makes everybody think that I'm gay?

I walked out onto the carpark and heard him run up behind me.

"Tai, wait! I didn't mean it like that. I would have never of asked if I knew you were going to react like this."

"How else did you expect me to react? I don't even know you well enough to go out with you."

"Look, you don't have to say yes. Think about it. Here's my nummber. If you change your mind you can always ring me."

He held out a little note and pressed it into my hand. I looked at him for a moment and then left. Not really caring about the fact that I was going to have to walk miles to get home.

Anything would be better than driving back with him...

-to be continued...

A/N: Next chapie will be up soon. Hope you liked it!!! ;-)