This is my first Digimon fic so it might not be that good. I'll try to
update once every week but I can't make any promises. It's pretty much
about what happens when Rika goes to a new school because of her Mum's job,
I can't tell you much else otherwise I'd give the story away. The whole
thing has been planned out (this is really unusual for me) except what will
happen at the very end.
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, the people at Toei Animation do.
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Rika trudged home from school; the sun was shining in the sky, its rays caressing everything it touched with warmth. The crisp autumn leaves crunched beneath her feet, a gentle breeze rustled through the trees.
Rika sighed, life was so dull these days. She picked up her pace remembering that her mother had asked her to be home early, she had some sort of surprise for her. It wasn't anyone's birthday soon, it wouldn't be a surprise holiday in the middle of term, relatives she had never met before were coming, her mum was pregnant? She pondered over all these possibilities, ok so maybe not the last one so much. She sighed again, surprises were so over-rated.
She turned the last corner and walked up the street, stopping at her house. She opened the gate and walked up the path which was littered with orange and yellow leaves. She walked in through the open front door and went straight to her room.
"Rika," her Mum called down the hallway, "come to the lounge, there's something I need to tell you."
Well I guess now I'll find out what this surprise is. Rika thought, pulling a T-shirt over her head and putting on the nearest pair of jeans.
She walked down the hallway and in to the lounge where she sat on a comfy grey arm chair. Her mother was pacing up and down the room and looked nervous for some reason.
"Are you ok?" Rika asked.
"Oh, me," her mother stopped pacing and smiled at her, "I'm fine."
There was a short, awkward silence. "Well..." started Rika.
"Well what?" her mother asked.
"What was it you wanted to tell me, Mum," Rika asked impatiently.
"Oh yeah, that," her mother went on, "I've got some good news for you honey, I've been offered a job in another city which means we'll be moving there."
Rika just sat there, as dumb as a dog.
"I've already bought a house there and found a school for you to go to." She continued, "Is it ok?"
"Yeah, it's.....great."
"Really, is it? I was so worried you'd resent me for it." Her mother looked relieved.
"Oh no, really, it's fine with me." Rika said, but it wasn't what she thought. It'll be just great, I mean I've only just made some really good friends which is a first for me and I probably won't see them again but it'll be just fine.
Rika got up and slowly walked back to her bedroom, processing everything that had happened. Why now? Why did they have to leave now just when she was feeling secure? Her expression hardened, what was the point in making friends if as soon as went somewhere you'd never see them again? It caused too much pain.
She walked into her room and sat on the bed, her school uniform was lying in a crumpled heap on the floor. She stared at the ceiling, clearing her mind of all thoughts. But there was one thought that wouldn't go away. Why now?
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"Rika!" her Mum called, "It's time for dinner!"
"Coming," Rika replied with less enthusiasm.
She slowly walked into the dinning room and sat down at the shinning wooden table. Her mother walked in carrying her food.
"Isn't it exciting?" she asked her silent daughter.
"Isn't what exciting?" she asked.
"Us moving," her mother laughed slightly, "what else."
"Oh yeah, that." Rika pushed the food around on her plate.
"Are you sure your alright with it?" her mother asked, concerned, "We don't have to go if you don't want to. I thought it would be nice for a change of scene, you can make some new friends and you'll still be able to stay in contact with your friends here."
"It's a great idea," Rika smiled for the first time since receiving the news, when her mother put it like that it didn't sound so bad. Maybe moving wouldn't be such a bad thing after all.
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That is chapter 1, please R&R and tell me if you have any suggestions. Did you know that in 70 countries 'At the end of the day,' has been voted most annoying saying.
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, the people at Toei Animation do.
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Rika trudged home from school; the sun was shining in the sky, its rays caressing everything it touched with warmth. The crisp autumn leaves crunched beneath her feet, a gentle breeze rustled through the trees.
Rika sighed, life was so dull these days. She picked up her pace remembering that her mother had asked her to be home early, she had some sort of surprise for her. It wasn't anyone's birthday soon, it wouldn't be a surprise holiday in the middle of term, relatives she had never met before were coming, her mum was pregnant? She pondered over all these possibilities, ok so maybe not the last one so much. She sighed again, surprises were so over-rated.
She turned the last corner and walked up the street, stopping at her house. She opened the gate and walked up the path which was littered with orange and yellow leaves. She walked in through the open front door and went straight to her room.
"Rika," her Mum called down the hallway, "come to the lounge, there's something I need to tell you."
Well I guess now I'll find out what this surprise is. Rika thought, pulling a T-shirt over her head and putting on the nearest pair of jeans.
She walked down the hallway and in to the lounge where she sat on a comfy grey arm chair. Her mother was pacing up and down the room and looked nervous for some reason.
"Are you ok?" Rika asked.
"Oh, me," her mother stopped pacing and smiled at her, "I'm fine."
There was a short, awkward silence. "Well..." started Rika.
"Well what?" her mother asked.
"What was it you wanted to tell me, Mum," Rika asked impatiently.
"Oh yeah, that," her mother went on, "I've got some good news for you honey, I've been offered a job in another city which means we'll be moving there."
Rika just sat there, as dumb as a dog.
"I've already bought a house there and found a school for you to go to." She continued, "Is it ok?"
"Yeah, it's.....great."
"Really, is it? I was so worried you'd resent me for it." Her mother looked relieved.
"Oh no, really, it's fine with me." Rika said, but it wasn't what she thought. It'll be just great, I mean I've only just made some really good friends which is a first for me and I probably won't see them again but it'll be just fine.
Rika got up and slowly walked back to her bedroom, processing everything that had happened. Why now? Why did they have to leave now just when she was feeling secure? Her expression hardened, what was the point in making friends if as soon as went somewhere you'd never see them again? It caused too much pain.
She walked into her room and sat on the bed, her school uniform was lying in a crumpled heap on the floor. She stared at the ceiling, clearing her mind of all thoughts. But there was one thought that wouldn't go away. Why now?
***
"Rika!" her Mum called, "It's time for dinner!"
"Coming," Rika replied with less enthusiasm.
She slowly walked into the dinning room and sat down at the shinning wooden table. Her mother walked in carrying her food.
"Isn't it exciting?" she asked her silent daughter.
"Isn't what exciting?" she asked.
"Us moving," her mother laughed slightly, "what else."
"Oh yeah, that." Rika pushed the food around on her plate.
"Are you sure your alright with it?" her mother asked, concerned, "We don't have to go if you don't want to. I thought it would be nice for a change of scene, you can make some new friends and you'll still be able to stay in contact with your friends here."
"It's a great idea," Rika smiled for the first time since receiving the news, when her mother put it like that it didn't sound so bad. Maybe moving wouldn't be such a bad thing after all.
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That is chapter 1, please R&R and tell me if you have any suggestions. Did you know that in 70 countries 'At the end of the day,' has been voted most annoying saying.