Heres the first of my new editing etc.
Also my first fic eva! Please read it n enjoy!
(reviewin wont hurt either! Ok mayB if u send my ego crash landin!!)
[As u will C if u carry on, 1 part = 2 or 3 chpts]
Disclamer (pertains 2 all chpt.s) :-
Digimon 2 me does not belong (u gonna spend more money sueing me than anythin else)
BUT BUT BUT plot does!!!!!!!
WHEN YOU COME AROUND ~ SpagetiG
CHAPTER 1 (Seeing red)
Sora glared daggers at him. Calmly, the pretty red - head climbed out of her car but couldn't help slamming the door. She closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath to regain her composure. Slowly, she strode over to the blonde who was inspecting the back of the Porsche, the one he had just crashed into her car!
'Excuse me.' Sora said sweetly, without a sign of the boiling fury inside of her.
'Yeah?' he answered, slowly getting up to face her.
"Do you know. HOW MUCH THIS FREAKIN' CAR COST ME?!' she burst out in rage. Firstly, he reversed right into her car and then he had the nerve to be . . . be calm!
'Relax, sugar. It's only a little scratch, nothing to shout about!' he reassured her.
'Listen,' Sora said with a little less panic evident and glancing more urgently at her watch, 'I really have to go. I just don't have the time for this. Here's my name and number. Please get back to me before tomorrow OK?'. A flustered Sora hastily handed him a manicurist's business card with her details messily scribbled on the back.
'Thanks a bunch, muffin. That was easy. We'll definitely be talking dinner plans and maybe even sort out this problem with your car.' he teased with cheerful blue eyes and a cheeky smile. 'By the way, I'm Matt.' He held out his hand but Sora didn't trust herself to take it.
'I'm Sora' she said curtly instead.
Sora got into her, now scratched, car and slammed the door shut once again. As Sora drove off she caught him shaking his head with a smile frolicking across his face. Guys! Sora thought, exasperated. Or was it just this sleazy player?
CHAPTER 2 (THE HELL ?!?!?!)
'Room service!' yelled Sora after briefly knocking on the door. She quickly checked that everything on the list appeared on the trolley. Toast, eggs, bacon, pancakes . . . it seemed like she would just have to assume it was all there! Sora waited for a few more seconds and then knocked again. These celebrities in there celebrity suites! They all thought they were God's gift to the rest of the world.
Just as Matt was smoothing out her uniform, the door was flung open to reveal a handsome, young man with ruffled blond hair.
'Matt!' Sora cried in surprise, 'What are you doing here?'
'Um . . .I'm staying here. I think' he replied, a bit uncertain after being posed the obvious question.
'Yes, sorry.of course. I'm just surprised to see you here, that's all.' she said very shyly with a pink tinge spreading from her cheeks, 'You're from . . .'
'Yeah, I'm . . .' he said slowly, not quite able to finish his sentence.
'Oh, sure, yeah.' Sora interrupted to save him the uneasiness.
'Yeah.' He replied into an uncomfortable silence anyway.
'So . . .' Sora started, with the intention of steering the topic of conversation to her car. But she was too embarrassed about her reaction yesterday and her clumsiness this morning to continue.
'How's your car doing?' she blurted out to her own surprise.
'Oh, shite!' exclaimed Matt, 'I totally forgot! Hang on a sec.'
Matt rushed back inside his hotel room, leaving Sora rather uncomfortably outside with the heaped trolley.
He reappeared with a chequebook and pen.
'How much will you be suing me for?' he joked as he fumbled his chequebook open. Sora smiled sweetly and he asked seriously, 'How much did the damages come to?'
'No, it'll be fine. It's just a scratch, honestly.' she said smiling, just as he had been the previous day, 'You don't owe me a cent.'
'Are you sure? 'Cause in that case I probably owe you an extravagant dinner.' Matt said, the hint turning into more of a statement.
'No, that's fine too.' Sora assured him. Suddenly the phone in Matt's hotel room started ringing.
'Sounds like you need to go.' she said, glancing inside, 'And so do I.' Sora started down the corridor when she turned around to hear Matt shout, 'I'm not done with you, young lady!' shaking a finger at her before he dashed into his hotel room with the trolley.
She gently smiled to herself and then, the last thought she believed possible, popped into her head: he was actually quite sweet!
~ That's it folks! Well, 4 the 1st chapter anywayz.
Editted n all! So asseblief read on.
Please review! SpagetiG in da house! WAZZUP! Thanx 2 all the reviews! Greatly appreciated! Yadayadayadayada . . . READ & REVIEW PLZ!
*Asseblief is please in Afrikaans but my teacher would have a heart attack over the grammer.* Actually that's not sucha bad thing .
Also my first fic eva! Please read it n enjoy!
(reviewin wont hurt either! Ok mayB if u send my ego crash landin!!)
[As u will C if u carry on, 1 part = 2 or 3 chpts]
Disclamer (pertains 2 all chpt.s) :-
Digimon 2 me does not belong (u gonna spend more money sueing me than anythin else)
BUT BUT BUT plot does!!!!!!!
WHEN YOU COME AROUND ~ SpagetiG
CHAPTER 1 (Seeing red)
Sora glared daggers at him. Calmly, the pretty red - head climbed out of her car but couldn't help slamming the door. She closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath to regain her composure. Slowly, she strode over to the blonde who was inspecting the back of the Porsche, the one he had just crashed into her car!
'Excuse me.' Sora said sweetly, without a sign of the boiling fury inside of her.
'Yeah?' he answered, slowly getting up to face her.
"Do you know. HOW MUCH THIS FREAKIN' CAR COST ME?!' she burst out in rage. Firstly, he reversed right into her car and then he had the nerve to be . . . be calm!
'Relax, sugar. It's only a little scratch, nothing to shout about!' he reassured her.
'Listen,' Sora said with a little less panic evident and glancing more urgently at her watch, 'I really have to go. I just don't have the time for this. Here's my name and number. Please get back to me before tomorrow OK?'. A flustered Sora hastily handed him a manicurist's business card with her details messily scribbled on the back.
'Thanks a bunch, muffin. That was easy. We'll definitely be talking dinner plans and maybe even sort out this problem with your car.' he teased with cheerful blue eyes and a cheeky smile. 'By the way, I'm Matt.' He held out his hand but Sora didn't trust herself to take it.
'I'm Sora' she said curtly instead.
Sora got into her, now scratched, car and slammed the door shut once again. As Sora drove off she caught him shaking his head with a smile frolicking across his face. Guys! Sora thought, exasperated. Or was it just this sleazy player?
CHAPTER 2 (THE HELL ?!?!?!)
'Room service!' yelled Sora after briefly knocking on the door. She quickly checked that everything on the list appeared on the trolley. Toast, eggs, bacon, pancakes . . . it seemed like she would just have to assume it was all there! Sora waited for a few more seconds and then knocked again. These celebrities in there celebrity suites! They all thought they were God's gift to the rest of the world.
Just as Matt was smoothing out her uniform, the door was flung open to reveal a handsome, young man with ruffled blond hair.
'Matt!' Sora cried in surprise, 'What are you doing here?'
'Um . . .I'm staying here. I think' he replied, a bit uncertain after being posed the obvious question.
'Yes, sorry.of course. I'm just surprised to see you here, that's all.' she said very shyly with a pink tinge spreading from her cheeks, 'You're from . . .'
'Yeah, I'm . . .' he said slowly, not quite able to finish his sentence.
'Oh, sure, yeah.' Sora interrupted to save him the uneasiness.
'Yeah.' He replied into an uncomfortable silence anyway.
'So . . .' Sora started, with the intention of steering the topic of conversation to her car. But she was too embarrassed about her reaction yesterday and her clumsiness this morning to continue.
'How's your car doing?' she blurted out to her own surprise.
'Oh, shite!' exclaimed Matt, 'I totally forgot! Hang on a sec.'
Matt rushed back inside his hotel room, leaving Sora rather uncomfortably outside with the heaped trolley.
He reappeared with a chequebook and pen.
'How much will you be suing me for?' he joked as he fumbled his chequebook open. Sora smiled sweetly and he asked seriously, 'How much did the damages come to?'
'No, it'll be fine. It's just a scratch, honestly.' she said smiling, just as he had been the previous day, 'You don't owe me a cent.'
'Are you sure? 'Cause in that case I probably owe you an extravagant dinner.' Matt said, the hint turning into more of a statement.
'No, that's fine too.' Sora assured him. Suddenly the phone in Matt's hotel room started ringing.
'Sounds like you need to go.' she said, glancing inside, 'And so do I.' Sora started down the corridor when she turned around to hear Matt shout, 'I'm not done with you, young lady!' shaking a finger at her before he dashed into his hotel room with the trolley.
She gently smiled to herself and then, the last thought she believed possible, popped into her head: he was actually quite sweet!
~ That's it folks! Well, 4 the 1st chapter anywayz.
Editted n all! So asseblief read on.
Please review! SpagetiG in da house! WAZZUP! Thanx 2 all the reviews! Greatly appreciated! Yadayadayadayada . . . READ & REVIEW PLZ!
*Asseblief is please in Afrikaans but my teacher would have a heart attack over the grammer.* Actually that's not sucha bad thing .
