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| No I still don't own digimon.
If I did I'd be paying somebody 2 wite this for me. Will somebody please
tell me whats with the copywrite stuff. A well I highly doubt I can afford
a law suit, especially for this. N.E. ways I don't own digimon. I will
never be rich enough 2 own digimon. And I highly doubt U will either,
Unless your some prime minister's kid. Okay I'm
done. 10 Things I Hate About You I hate him. I hate the way he looks at me. I hate the way he passes me notes during dinner. I hate the way he gives me flowers. I hate the dorky poems he writes me. I hate the way he his hair is always trying to point in every direction at once. I hate the way he askes if he can hold my hand. I hate the way he fights with his rival over me. I hate the way he keeps the girls who make fun of me away. I hate the way he blushes when I catch him staring. I hate the way he says he loves me. I Mimi Tachikawa officially hate Taichi Kamiya. I started living with him when my parents moved to America and I didn't want to go. I found a room for rent and it turned out to be in his apartment. He lives with his sister Kari and I can't seem to find an apartment that will rent out to a sixteen year old. So I'm forced to live with him. I'm in math now. God I suck at math! "Ok now who would like to fail the problem and make an ass out of them self infront of the class"Mr. Shisho asked. Well thats not exactly what he said but it might as well have been. Pleasedon'tcallonmepleasedon'tcallonmepleasedon'tcallonme!"Ms.Tuchikowa how about you?" What about me? Jeeze this stupid death waiting to happen old fart can't even pronounce my name right! I was about to correct him when."It's Tachikawa sir. T.A.C.H.I.K.A.W.A." I looked toward the source of the voice."Thank you Mr. Kamiya. Now Ms.Tachikawa will you please do this problem?" I begin to sweat. He knows I can't do this problem. I hear a few snickers from the other kids. I sucked in my breath and made my way up to the black board. As I pass, someone puts me a note in my hand before I get a chance to find out who it was. When I reach the chalk board I suddenly got curious and look at the note someone had written me. It was how to do the entire problem! At the bottom was written. I know you don't need my help but I'm giving you it anyway love Taichi I growled and crumpled up the note and threw it in the trash can. How dare he! He thinks I need his help! I look at the problem and suddenly grow sick again. Oh god I should've kept that note! NO! Don't think that Mimi! You don't need help from anybody! I narrowed my eyes and concentrated on the problem. I then realized that I knew how to do basically 98% of it. Unfortunately I kinda didn't know the other 2%. I worked my way through the problem when I came to the part I didn't know how to do. Ok Mimi quick think of something! I began to sweat again just thinking of the entire class laughing at me like I knew they would! Suddenly I came up with an Idea. Hey it works with my gym teacher why not Mr.Shisho. I mean he's a guy to. I pretended to double over in pain and grabbed my stomach. Just like my gym teacher, Mr. Shisho came running to my side. "Mimi dear what on earth is wrong!" Heh hook, line, and sinker fat boy. "Don't worry Mr.Shisho I can do it." I weezed as I tried to get up again. I then pretended to double back over and grab my stomach. "Mimi sweatheart are you ok? Tell me whats wrong!" I leaned over and whispered my excuse in his ear. He immediately turned white and dashed away as far from me as he could."Well....um....er....yes w-why don't you go to the nurse now dear." He stuttered. I nodded and limped out. When I closed the door behind me, I burst out laughing! Guys are such idiots! Jeeze you just mention any little thing having to do with that certain time of the month and they freak out! That excuse gets me out of one week of gym every month since I was thirteen! My laughing died down into a low chuckle as I approached the nurses office. She did what she always does. Give me asprin, offer to call home and tell me to lay down. I declined the offer and just layed down untill the school day was over. I wasn't exactly popular. When I was young guys would beat me up on my way home. I began to take boxing and gymnastics to tone up and take care of myself. I could defend myself but my trust in guys was lost. Girls don't hang around with me either. They just make fun of me with the rest. Calling me a cold virgin, lesbo, bitch. They thought I didn't have feelings. They were wrong. They just never saw them. I wouldn't let them. I'll never let them. The guys aren't much different. They avoid me like the plague. The guys know if they dare lay a less than baby innocent fingure on me that they'll be singing saprano into their eighties. I once nailed a guy in the groin with my fist for touching my butt. I kept that thinking all the way through the day untill it was time to go home. I heard the bell rang and then proceeded to brush my pink spagehtti strap shirt and navy blue jeans off. I slung my backpack over my soldier and made my way out the doors. As I was walking home I heard someone calling me. "Mimi! Mimi hold up!!!" I recognized the voice and proceeded to walk as fast as I could. "Mimi!!" I woder if it would look akward if I just plain broke out into a run? I decided since I was never going to see these strangers again that I could live with whatever akwardness I felt afterwards. Unfortunately I made the decision a little to late seeing as he already had a hold of my shoulder. "Go away Taichi" I growled. "Aw com'on Mimi your gonna have to put up with me at home so you might as well start now."He lectured. "No I need this time to brace myself to put up with dealing with you at home." I grumbled, but he just wouldn't go away! "Please Mimi! I just wanna walk you home thats all."He was just like all the other jocks. Dying to get into a girls skirt and not even caring about the girl. It didn't really matter since the jocks always chose preps to nail, but I wasn't a prep! "Taichi I am not walking home with a stupid jock got it!" He just looked at me with his held slightly tilted to the side giving him an air of confusion about him. "Good 'cause if I walk with you I can keep him away!" He chirped. I rolled my eyes wondering why bad things happen to such good people. "Fine!" I hissed."Yay!" He jumped in the air. "Just as longe as you shut up!" I hissed in mid in his celebration. "Damn!" I simply rolled my eyes knowing I'd never get my request. "So Meems what do you want for your birthday?" "A restraining order against you." I grumbled. He just laughed. It was a long walk home and I was going to have to put up with him the entire way! We walked in silence for at least five minutes. Wow thats a record! I guess there is god. "Hey Mimi?" I knew it was to good to be true. "What Taichi?" I growled. "If I promiss to be quiet can................can I hold your hand?" That one got to me. We wanted to hold my hand? Why? I stared at him watching him as he stared at his shoes, blushing like a little boy experiencing his first crush, there was the slightest glimmer of a smile on his lips as if he had just asked something bad. My expression softened a bit. He was like a six year old in a sixteen yearold's body. "Sure Taichi, go ahead." I whispered. I turned away and blushed as I felt him shyly take my hand in his own. It was strange. He didn't take advantage of the situation like most guys would and stoke my fingers or something. He just held it securly as if afraid I'd pull away. I tried to gain my edge back and glare at him but I couldn't as I noticed the blushed still stained his face........................I'm going soft. 2BC(There'll be more romance in the next part k?) By the way thanks "Fallen angel from heaven" Loved the cool review! ) |
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