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--- Author's Note ---
Okay, I know everyone writes these fluffy fics
but I'm pushing my luck. I'm so bored, I can't think straight.
Another thing, this is a sorato but the whole digi-world thing never
happened. Matt and Sora don't even know each other. Anyway, please
read and review.
--- Disclaimer ---
No one and nothing belongs to me :(
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Sixteen-year-old Sora opened her
locker. Sitting on top of her school books was a note. She shook her
head. She was always getting notes. Sora picked it up and opened it.
Sora, want to come to the Cue
Cafe with me after school? Catch you later, Hank.
Sora let out an impatient
sigh. Hank walked her to class once and now he thought they were
going out? Sora crumpled up the note and threw it in the nearest bin.
When she returned to her locker she
found a single rose sitting in it. Sora rolled her eyes as she picked up
the card that came with the note.
I picked it up and thought of
you. You are sweeter than a flower. Always, Allen.
This was unbelievable. Allen
was her lab partner and she barely knew him. So she'd been with him at the
library a couple of times. That did not count as a date.
What was it with all these guys
anyway? Ever since her freshman year, there had been a note in her locker,
or a message from a guy through one of her friends. Now in her junior year
there was also a stream of phone calls, e-mails, presents, offers to walk her to class...
"Hi Sora," a perky voice
said, beside her.
Sora looked up and saw her friend,
Mimi. "Hi Mimi," she replied.
"Ooh," Mimi said,
noticing the rose Sora held in her hand. "Where did you get the
rose?"
Sora sighed. "From Allen
Hosnik," she said. "He's my lab partner."
Mimi looked envious.
"That guy on the basketball team?" she asked. "He's
hot."
Sora shrugged. "I don't
know what he plays," she said. "You should know. You're
the cheerleader."
"You should join the squad,
Sora," Mimi suggested. "If you get all this attention when
you're not a cheerleader, think of the attention you'll get if you are."
"I don't want all this
attention," Sora said wearily. "Why am I the boy magnet?"
Mimi looked surprised. "Sora,"
she said. "You're really pretty. You're like, the most popular
girl at school. No wonder all these guys are falling for you."
"Whatever," Sora said,
brushing aside her friend's compliments.
The warning bell rang.
"I've got to get to
class," Sora said, shutting her locker. "I'll see you at
lunch."
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"Allen," Tai said,
laughing. "That sounds so corny."
Allen just laughed.
"Hosnik," Luke
said. "I know this Sora chick is really hot but really. You're
sweeter than a flower? You actually wrote that?"
"What's going on?" a
voice said suddenly. A tray dropped on the boys table.
"Well look who it is,"
Tai said sarcastically. "Matt I'm the man Ishida."
"Watch it Kamiya or I'll take
your girl," Matt snapped.
"Ooh," Allen said.
"I wouldn't take that."
"That's it," Tai said,
standing up. "You and me Ishida. Right here, right now."
"Hey," Luke called.
"No fighting in the cafeteria."
"Yeah, Tai," Matt said,
sitting down. "You're so immature."
Tai scowled but sat back
down. "So, Hosnik," he said after a minute. "What
were you saying about this chick?"
Allen glared at him.
"Back off. Sora's mine," he said.
"That's the fantasy of every
man alive," Luke butted in.
"Who?" Matt asked
bluntly.
The three boys groaned.
"Where have you been,
Ishida?" Luke said. "You know who Sora is. That chick who
plays tennis"
"Speak of the devil, there she
is," Tai said suddenly. "Wow! She's hot."
Matt looked up and saw a gorgeous
red-head walk through the cafeteria doors. He saw her sit down with a
group of cheerleaders at a nearby table.
"Oh yeah," Allen
said. "She is hot."
Luke smirked at him.
"Okay Hosnik," he said. "Let's see you work your charm on
her."
"Maybe later," Allen said
slyly.
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"Sora," Mimi
squealed. "Look over there. All those cute guys are staring at
you."
"What cute guys?" Amy,
another cheerleader, said. "Ooh, you're right. Wow! Matt,
Allen, Luke, Tai," she added sighing. "You are so lucky Sora."
"Why?" Sora asked.
"Why?" burst out
Hannah. Hannah was the head cheerleader. "Are you blind?
Those guys are staring at you. One of them must like you. And when
one of them likes you, he brings along his friends which means guys for
us. Get the picture?"
Sora sighed impatiently.
Would those guys ever get the hint and leave her alone? Or would they at
least stop staring at her? It wasn't that she didn't like them. It
was just that she didn't see the point in having a boyfriend.
"Well?" Hannah
said. "Who is it? I bet it's Allen. I saw him put
something in your locker."
"But I saw Luke put something
in your locker on my way to lunch," Amy said, looking confused.
"But I talked to that guy,
Andrew, this morning and he said you called him up yesterday," Mimi added.
"I don't know them," Sora
exclaimed. "Allen is my lab partner, Luke sits next to me in English
and I called Andrew up yesterday to ask about homework."
"They aren't the only guys
who've asked about you," Amy added. "James has and John and Mick
and Hank and Peter..."
"Okay, that's it," Sora
said. "I'm leaving. Who are you people? I'll come back
when my real friends have returned."
Sora left leaving the three girls
staring after her.