Chapter 1
Angel: Yep, another weird fanfic....
Dalil: We're trying to be serious.... well, hope you like it, please R+R!!!!!!
Note to disclaimers: We don't own two pennies to rub together, what are the chances of us owning Digimon?
Good-girl Kari Kamiya ran down the alley fiercely. The little life grabbed at her throat. She wasn't going to let him get to her. No way, no how! She hated this stupid game of life, and how it thought she was just a pawn it could crush. She was more than that, more than just some stupid grade A girl.....
She took in a sharp breath as she thought back to how it all started.....
"Party at nine!" the announcement blared out of Janine's lips. "Party at my house, nine o'clock!"
Kari smiled at Janine, hoping beyond hope she might be noticed, and, more importantly, invited. A line-up of people all waited for Janine to classify them under geek-no-way or yeah-why-not. Davis and Cody pushed to the front of the line. Even though Cody was fourteen, way younger than all the others, he was popular. And Davis, seventeen, had always been handsome. Kari blushed upon looking up at him walk around. She herself wasn't yet seventeen, but still, she dreamed of Davis and her going to a movie, bowling, anything....
"Of course you two are invited," Janine told them and smiled. Other popular kids grinned at them, too.
Kari came clashing to reality. Her, get invited? She didn't think so. She wasn't in the in clique, but the measily little girl, not cool enough. Her lips hadn't touched a cigarette or the cool glass of a beer bottle. She was naive, a baby. She had never even had a boyfriend. A single, sixteen- year-old girl, envolved in chess club, green team, math club, and band, not a love life.
"Yeah, why not," Janine let a smiling Patricia pass. Kari looked into the eyes of her best friend. Patricia got let in! She felt so happy for her! They had never been aloud to a party before, well, not a big party like this.
"And you and you and you..." Janine continued, tapping Kari on the shoulder.
"M... me?" Kari asked, shocked. She smoothed her plaid, pink skirt out and got up, hoping she looked OK.
"Yeah, yew," Janine said, her bright lipsticked lips forming the words.
Davis looked over, his spiked hair nodding in the breeze. There she stood, Kari. She was pretty, Davis decided. He liked her, even though she was a geek. Maybe he could dance with her, and pretend it was a joke. Maybe, pretend it was a joke, and change her. Yeah, he liked the sound of that. Yeah.
"Hi," Kari smiled at Davis and squeaked the words. She felt her stomach tighten as she forced the words out.
Cody looked at Davis and grinned evily. Davis returned it, acting, smiled back at Kari.
"Hi," he said. Cody smirked and nudged Davis.
"Maybe... at the party..." she began nervously, looking down. She felt stupid, as Patricia's eyes fell on her.
"Yeah, maybe we could see a little of each other," Davis finnished. Cody tried his best to keep his face straight.
Kari hadn't planned that. She felt her insides go hollow and she wobbled around a bit. Patricia was jumping up and down. Callum came up to Kari.
He was a calm, blue haired boy. Captain of the chess club and the math club. Loved by teachers, and Kari's parents.
"What a respectable, nice boy," Kari's mother said and squeazed her daughter's hand. "Get married to someone like him, Kari, and you'll go far in life."
"Davis is handsome," Kari whispered. Her mother rapped her knucles.
"He'll take you nowhere, Kari, nowheres at all. I've seen his crowd. Kari, he's trouble. He'll take your worth out of you, and leave you there to rot. Kari, do not see that boy!" Mrs. Kamiya replied sharply.
Kari didn't want to break her mother's wishes, but Callum was just... so.... so... boring! He was nice and perfect, but he had no sense of something different. Davis was handsome, intresting, and knew all about how to intrest a girl. Kari knew she could change him, be the one he'd love. And then, her parents would be happy. And then she wouldn't feel so bad.
"I'd like to dance with you, Kari," he whispered gently, expecting to receive an all-too-happy reply.
"No, I'm... I'm sorry, Callum. I'm dancing with Davis," her voice was gentle, and she looked at him, appologising greatly.
"Kari, Davis will take you nowhere! Listen to me! Come with me," he insisted, drawing closer too her.
"No," she said, dening what her parents wanted, Callum wanted, the world wanted. She was going to do what she wanted. All to often she bowed down to please her mother and everyone. But Davis had asked her, why should she deny what she wanted?
She drew away from him, and left him.
"I'll get you, Kari!" his voice became raspy as she walked off. "I'll get you in the end!"
She payed no attention, but went off to the squealing Patricia.
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"I don't like the idea of you going to that party," Mr. Kamiya grunted.
"Please Mom, Dad, please! I'll be good, they'll be no beer or anything! It's a good party, no one bad will be at it," she lied.
Tai held in a laugh. He knew Davis would be there. Kari looked up at him, begging.
"C'mon Dad, just because you had a boring childhood shouldn't mean Kari should have to, too," Tai said, giving her the You owe me so much look.
"I didn't have a boring childhood, just a safe one!" he pronounced. "Look at me now, I don't drink or smoke and I'm a successful entepreneur. I want you kids to be like me."
"Bored?" Tai poked again.
"Not bored!" his father growled.
"Please Dad!" begged Kari.
"Let her have excitement!" he added.
"Fine! Go! But don't expect to come back without double the chores! I still don't like this stupid party idea! But NO, have it your way, go ahead!" Mr. Kamiya roared.
"Thank you, Daddy," Kari had just enough time to hug him before diving into her closet to debate on what to wear.
"Thanks, Tai," she said softly as she went to her room.
"No problem," he replied, and felt troubled, for a moment. Maybe this party wasn't such a good idea. But he pushed that from his mind. "If you ever need it again, for anything, well... ask." "I will," she promised, not knowing how much these words meant later.
And so she dived, debating whether to wear a short skirt or tight jeans, and what looked flattering. She didn't have much teenage party-wear, but knew who to call.
"Patricia," she said into the red phone to the curly-haired blond. "I don't know what to wear."
"I'll be right over," she didn't even say good bye, but left immidiately.
She arrived five minutes later, record timing.
"Hi, Mrs. Kamiya, is Kari there? I need to see her for something," Patricia asked the middle-aged woman.
"Oh, hi, Patricia, come on in," Mrs. Kamiya grinned.
Patricia dug her out from under a heap of clothes.
"Help," was all Kari could manage.
"Don't worry," Patricia set off to do her job.
Half an hour later, it was done. She lay the outfit out on the bed.
"How do you like it?" demanded Patricia.
Kari looked at it. A tight jean mini-skirt and a flaring sleaved fake-suede pheasant top. There were also high black boots.
"Where did you get this stuff?" she asked in shock.
"The skirt came from your dresser, the shirt is mine, and the boots are my sister's," Patricia said casually. "As for your make-up, I chose some pink blush, black mascara, and plumping lipgloss."
"I don't wear make-up," said Kari.
"You didn't," noted Patricia. "You do now."
Atlast, it was party time. Kari covered herself in a skirt and jacket as they snuc out the door. Tai was driving them.
"To Janine's," Kari breathed after successfully esccaping.
Tai laughed and drove off. ****************************************************************************
Davis and Cody chilled out, waiting.
"Are you actually gonna dance with her?" asked Cody.
"Yeah, might as well," Davis tried to sound naturel. "Then, maybe check out Dora."
Dora was a very popular blond who was liked by all boys. She let them do stuff with her.
Chris, a member of their club, rushed over.
"Davis, Kari's here, looking... well... good...." he said.
Cody looked at Davis in amazement, and then looked over in the direction of Chris' chubby finger.
"Hell, she is hot!" Cody exclaimed.
Davis looked over too, and smiled dreamily.
"Hi," he said and ran over to her.
"Hi," Kari said, looking down shyly. Patricia gave her a thumbs up.
Davis took her by the waist and swept her off into the slow dance. Patricia watched in her dream state.
"They're such a cute couple," she sighed.
From under the table beside her, Callum grunted.
"Callum!" she said sharply. "What're you doing?"
"Winning Kari back! Bwahahahahahahaha (cough, cough) hahahaha-HA!" was his reply.
"Ye-sss...." she said, rolling her eyes.
"Sure, you roll your eyes now, but we'll see who's laughing when she's in my arms and we're kissing!" he said, evily.
Meanwhile, Kari was having the time of her life. She lay helpless, in his arms. Gently, he rocked her back and forth.
"Come with me," he whispered in her ear and guided her from the dance floor, into a small room with a bed. He still had his arm around her waist.
She lay in the blankets, beside him.
"Lemme get us something," he said, and was off.
He returned with two fancy bottles. In the darkness, she couldn't see much, but she would do anything for him. To know him, to love him... She was all into him.
"Here," he tilted the bottle into her mouth. She felt his hand supporting her neck and gulped the gentle, fizzy taste of alcohol. She was out in an instant, and started to fall asleep to his carressing and gentle rubbing.
"Huh," she said. She awoke an hour later, suddenly realising what was happening.
"I love you," he said, and kissed her.
She realised she was next to naked, with him in the same position.
"What are you doing to me?!" she cried as she felt something change her life forever.
So, how d'you like it? It's a little dirty now, but just you wait. Please R+R!!!!!!! I'm gonna continue soon. Tell me what you like and don't like, Please!!!!
Angel: Yep, another weird fanfic....
Dalil: We're trying to be serious.... well, hope you like it, please R+R!!!!!!
Note to disclaimers: We don't own two pennies to rub together, what are the chances of us owning Digimon?
Good-girl Kari Kamiya ran down the alley fiercely. The little life grabbed at her throat. She wasn't going to let him get to her. No way, no how! She hated this stupid game of life, and how it thought she was just a pawn it could crush. She was more than that, more than just some stupid grade A girl.....
She took in a sharp breath as she thought back to how it all started.....
"Party at nine!" the announcement blared out of Janine's lips. "Party at my house, nine o'clock!"
Kari smiled at Janine, hoping beyond hope she might be noticed, and, more importantly, invited. A line-up of people all waited for Janine to classify them under geek-no-way or yeah-why-not. Davis and Cody pushed to the front of the line. Even though Cody was fourteen, way younger than all the others, he was popular. And Davis, seventeen, had always been handsome. Kari blushed upon looking up at him walk around. She herself wasn't yet seventeen, but still, she dreamed of Davis and her going to a movie, bowling, anything....
"Of course you two are invited," Janine told them and smiled. Other popular kids grinned at them, too.
Kari came clashing to reality. Her, get invited? She didn't think so. She wasn't in the in clique, but the measily little girl, not cool enough. Her lips hadn't touched a cigarette or the cool glass of a beer bottle. She was naive, a baby. She had never even had a boyfriend. A single, sixteen- year-old girl, envolved in chess club, green team, math club, and band, not a love life.
"Yeah, why not," Janine let a smiling Patricia pass. Kari looked into the eyes of her best friend. Patricia got let in! She felt so happy for her! They had never been aloud to a party before, well, not a big party like this.
"And you and you and you..." Janine continued, tapping Kari on the shoulder.
"M... me?" Kari asked, shocked. She smoothed her plaid, pink skirt out and got up, hoping she looked OK.
"Yeah, yew," Janine said, her bright lipsticked lips forming the words.
Davis looked over, his spiked hair nodding in the breeze. There she stood, Kari. She was pretty, Davis decided. He liked her, even though she was a geek. Maybe he could dance with her, and pretend it was a joke. Maybe, pretend it was a joke, and change her. Yeah, he liked the sound of that. Yeah.
"Hi," Kari smiled at Davis and squeaked the words. She felt her stomach tighten as she forced the words out.
Cody looked at Davis and grinned evily. Davis returned it, acting, smiled back at Kari.
"Hi," he said. Cody smirked and nudged Davis.
"Maybe... at the party..." she began nervously, looking down. She felt stupid, as Patricia's eyes fell on her.
"Yeah, maybe we could see a little of each other," Davis finnished. Cody tried his best to keep his face straight.
Kari hadn't planned that. She felt her insides go hollow and she wobbled around a bit. Patricia was jumping up and down. Callum came up to Kari.
He was a calm, blue haired boy. Captain of the chess club and the math club. Loved by teachers, and Kari's parents.
"What a respectable, nice boy," Kari's mother said and squeazed her daughter's hand. "Get married to someone like him, Kari, and you'll go far in life."
"Davis is handsome," Kari whispered. Her mother rapped her knucles.
"He'll take you nowhere, Kari, nowheres at all. I've seen his crowd. Kari, he's trouble. He'll take your worth out of you, and leave you there to rot. Kari, do not see that boy!" Mrs. Kamiya replied sharply.
Kari didn't want to break her mother's wishes, but Callum was just... so.... so... boring! He was nice and perfect, but he had no sense of something different. Davis was handsome, intresting, and knew all about how to intrest a girl. Kari knew she could change him, be the one he'd love. And then, her parents would be happy. And then she wouldn't feel so bad.
"I'd like to dance with you, Kari," he whispered gently, expecting to receive an all-too-happy reply.
"No, I'm... I'm sorry, Callum. I'm dancing with Davis," her voice was gentle, and she looked at him, appologising greatly.
"Kari, Davis will take you nowhere! Listen to me! Come with me," he insisted, drawing closer too her.
"No," she said, dening what her parents wanted, Callum wanted, the world wanted. She was going to do what she wanted. All to often she bowed down to please her mother and everyone. But Davis had asked her, why should she deny what she wanted?
She drew away from him, and left him.
"I'll get you, Kari!" his voice became raspy as she walked off. "I'll get you in the end!"
She payed no attention, but went off to the squealing Patricia.
**************************************************************************** **
"I don't like the idea of you going to that party," Mr. Kamiya grunted.
"Please Mom, Dad, please! I'll be good, they'll be no beer or anything! It's a good party, no one bad will be at it," she lied.
Tai held in a laugh. He knew Davis would be there. Kari looked up at him, begging.
"C'mon Dad, just because you had a boring childhood shouldn't mean Kari should have to, too," Tai said, giving her the You owe me so much look.
"I didn't have a boring childhood, just a safe one!" he pronounced. "Look at me now, I don't drink or smoke and I'm a successful entepreneur. I want you kids to be like me."
"Bored?" Tai poked again.
"Not bored!" his father growled.
"Please Dad!" begged Kari.
"Let her have excitement!" he added.
"Fine! Go! But don't expect to come back without double the chores! I still don't like this stupid party idea! But NO, have it your way, go ahead!" Mr. Kamiya roared.
"Thank you, Daddy," Kari had just enough time to hug him before diving into her closet to debate on what to wear.
"Thanks, Tai," she said softly as she went to her room.
"No problem," he replied, and felt troubled, for a moment. Maybe this party wasn't such a good idea. But he pushed that from his mind. "If you ever need it again, for anything, well... ask." "I will," she promised, not knowing how much these words meant later.
And so she dived, debating whether to wear a short skirt or tight jeans, and what looked flattering. She didn't have much teenage party-wear, but knew who to call.
"Patricia," she said into the red phone to the curly-haired blond. "I don't know what to wear."
"I'll be right over," she didn't even say good bye, but left immidiately.
She arrived five minutes later, record timing.
"Hi, Mrs. Kamiya, is Kari there? I need to see her for something," Patricia asked the middle-aged woman.
"Oh, hi, Patricia, come on in," Mrs. Kamiya grinned.
Patricia dug her out from under a heap of clothes.
"Help," was all Kari could manage.
"Don't worry," Patricia set off to do her job.
Half an hour later, it was done. She lay the outfit out on the bed.
"How do you like it?" demanded Patricia.
Kari looked at it. A tight jean mini-skirt and a flaring sleaved fake-suede pheasant top. There were also high black boots.
"Where did you get this stuff?" she asked in shock.
"The skirt came from your dresser, the shirt is mine, and the boots are my sister's," Patricia said casually. "As for your make-up, I chose some pink blush, black mascara, and plumping lipgloss."
"I don't wear make-up," said Kari.
"You didn't," noted Patricia. "You do now."
Atlast, it was party time. Kari covered herself in a skirt and jacket as they snuc out the door. Tai was driving them.
"To Janine's," Kari breathed after successfully esccaping.
Tai laughed and drove off. ****************************************************************************
Davis and Cody chilled out, waiting.
"Are you actually gonna dance with her?" asked Cody.
"Yeah, might as well," Davis tried to sound naturel. "Then, maybe check out Dora."
Dora was a very popular blond who was liked by all boys. She let them do stuff with her.
Chris, a member of their club, rushed over.
"Davis, Kari's here, looking... well... good...." he said.
Cody looked at Davis in amazement, and then looked over in the direction of Chris' chubby finger.
"Hell, she is hot!" Cody exclaimed.
Davis looked over too, and smiled dreamily.
"Hi," he said and ran over to her.
"Hi," Kari said, looking down shyly. Patricia gave her a thumbs up.
Davis took her by the waist and swept her off into the slow dance. Patricia watched in her dream state.
"They're such a cute couple," she sighed.
From under the table beside her, Callum grunted.
"Callum!" she said sharply. "What're you doing?"
"Winning Kari back! Bwahahahahahahaha (cough, cough) hahahaha-HA!" was his reply.
"Ye-sss...." she said, rolling her eyes.
"Sure, you roll your eyes now, but we'll see who's laughing when she's in my arms and we're kissing!" he said, evily.
Meanwhile, Kari was having the time of her life. She lay helpless, in his arms. Gently, he rocked her back and forth.
"Come with me," he whispered in her ear and guided her from the dance floor, into a small room with a bed. He still had his arm around her waist.
She lay in the blankets, beside him.
"Lemme get us something," he said, and was off.
He returned with two fancy bottles. In the darkness, she couldn't see much, but she would do anything for him. To know him, to love him... She was all into him.
"Here," he tilted the bottle into her mouth. She felt his hand supporting her neck and gulped the gentle, fizzy taste of alcohol. She was out in an instant, and started to fall asleep to his carressing and gentle rubbing.
"Huh," she said. She awoke an hour later, suddenly realising what was happening.
"I love you," he said, and kissed her.
She realised she was next to naked, with him in the same position.
"What are you doing to me?!" she cried as she felt something change her life forever.
So, how d'you like it? It's a little dirty now, but just you wait. Please R+R!!!!!!! I'm gonna continue soon. Tell me what you like and don't like, Please!!!!