Chapter 6: First Day at School

The next day was school and I was slouched over my desk, half listening to my algebra teacher give us a boring lecture on absolute inequalities. Second period was the most boring time of the school day for me and everyone else in my class. But as the teacher blabbed on, I couldn't help but drift off into my own little world. It had only been about an hour or two since I left for school, but I kept thinking about Wizardmon. That morning, I told him I'd be at school, and to wait till I got back. But my mind drifted back to the conversation that morning.

At 6:30 a.m., my alarm blared out its annoying sound of a time bomb just about to go off. I reached over the side of the bed and felt around in the darkness for my alarm clock. I finally managed to grab it and turned off the alarm. I put it back down and looked over at Wizardmon. He was still fast asleep. How could anyone sleep past my alarm? I thought to myself. I slid out from underneath the covers, trying not to disturb him, and strode over to the light switch. I flicked it on and squinted as the light poured into the room. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I noticed I had slept with my glasses on; and they didn't feel right. "Oh no," I breathed out in a quiet whisper as I slowly took them off to inspect them. Surely enough, part of the frame had broke! "Mom's going to kill me!" I said this a bit too loudly and heard behind me the distinct sound of the springs on my bed. I turned around and saw Wizardmon sitting up on the bed and rubbing his eyes.

"Is it morning already?" he asked through a yawn. He reached over and took his hat off the bed post and put it on his head. Then he swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat there staring at me through sleepy eyes.

"Good morning Wizardmon. Sorry to wake you up," I apologized. He just nodded and closed his eyes, looking like he was about to go back to sleep. "You can go back to sleep if you want," I offered, seeing as how he was still tired. He opened his eyes and shook his head.

"No, it's fine. I'm wide awake anyway," he said, thought he still looked sleepy to me.

"Fine. " I had forgotten about my glasses and, seeing as how everything around me looked blurry and disoriented, felt them in my hand. I looked down at them and remembered the broken frame. "Oh yeah," I sighed. I didn't know how I was supposed to explain this to my mom. She was going to kill me! I felt panic rise up inside me and sat down on the bed, holding the glasses in front of me. Wizardmon saw my panicked expression and asked "Is everything alright Tiffany?" I shook my head and continued to stare down at the glasses. Wizardmon leaned over to peer at the broken glasses.

"Those are yours aren't they? That's why you're upset." I nodded, still staring at them. To my surprise, he reached over and grabbed them out of hand. I looked at him, wondering what he was going to do with my glasses. He looked over the glasses, inspecting the crack in the frame. "No problem. I can fix these." He took the glasses in one hand and, closing his eyes, muttered what I took to be a spell under his breath. Like when he healed himself before, his hands glowed a bright green. He traced his finger over the crack in the frame and it magically fixed its self! When the crack was had fully disappeared, his hands ceased to glow and he handed the glasses back to me. I stared at them in wonder and put them on. My world came back into focus and my glasses now felt right. They were fixed!

"Oh, thank you so much!" I exclaimed, reaching over and giving him a quick hug. "You can fix objects to?" I asked curiously.

"Sure," he said, quite proud. "My healing magic goes beyond the limit!" I nodded, intrigued and looked at the clock. It was almost 7:00 and I wasn't ready for school yet. I jumped up from my spot on the bed, and dashed into my closet, finding some nice clothes to wear.

"Be right back Wizardmon," I said, heading towards the bathroom. I decided to dress in there. Although Wizardmon is a digimon, he's still a boy and I was not going to dress in front of him. After I got done getting dressed, I quickly and quietly went down stairs, grabbed a couple pop tarts, and made a mad dash back to my room. When I got back to my room, Wizardmon was still on the bed fiddling with his wand.

"Hungry?" I asked handing him the pop tart.

"Yes, thank you," he said as he took the pop tart and lowered his cowl to eat it. We both ate our pop tarts in silence. I looked back at the clock once more to check the time. It was 7:05 and my bus would be there soon. I finished my breakfast at the same time as Wizardmon and, brushing the crumbs from my hands, I got up to face Wizardmon.

"Wizardmon, I need you do me a favor," I stared with. "I am going to have to go to school soon and I need you to stay here and wait for me to get back."

"School?" he asked. "You mean like Magic School?" I stared confused at him. A magic school? He obviously had never been to a real school before.

"What? No. Kids like me are forced to go to school to learn different, sometimes useless things." I explained. "You know, math, science, history, things like that. Now he looked confused.

"Oh. When I was in school, I learned things like spells, alchemy, a bit of history but not much." His school sounded a lot more fun then my school.

"Right," I said, not wanting to dive deeper into this subject. I heard the roar of an engine outside and the screeching of wheels. "My bus!" I was running for the door when I remember one thing. "Whatever you do, please do not come out of this room until I get back. Ok?" He nodded his head in acknowledgement. I waved goodbye, grabbed my back pack, and ran out the door.

And that brings us back to me sitting in class, thinking about that morning. The bell rang and I hurried out of my seat, heading to my next class. All the while thinking about Wizardmon.

Wizardmon's P.O.V.

It was a couple hours since Tiffany left for her school and I have to admit, I was starting to get bored. I had found a lot books in her closet and decided to read some. But I am a very fast reader and finished them quickly. I tried to find something else to do, but there wasn't much to do in her small bedroom. And I was starting to get restless because there was something important I needed to tell her.

I knew she wanted me to stay, but I couldn't. I had decided to go back to Japan. Because in Japan, there was a little girl and her digimon waiting for me. Kari and Gatomon. I knew I had been gone far too long and they probably missed me. I sure knew I missed them. Especially Gatomon and I really wanted to see her again. But I couldn't go till Tiffany got back and she hadn't told me how long it would take. I was becoming very restless and anxious and I wished she would get home that instant. Then a thought popped in my head. I could just go to her! Although she told me to stay in her room, I didn't think she would mind as long as nobody saw me.

But then I realized I had no idea where this school was. I paced around the room thinking of a solution, when I heard a ringing sound below me. The sound was emitting from a vent in her room. I leaned down over the vent and pressed my ear against it, trying to hear what it was. A few seconds later the ringing stopped and I could hear a voice.

"Yes, this is Amy Gwinn," I heard her say. "Oh, you know the kids are at school." I couldn't hear who she was taking to, but I had heard the mention of her school and found myself listening further into the conversation. "That's nice of you to do. I'm sure they'll be excided. You can pick the up at New Castle Middle School. Bye!" That was her school! Now all I needed to know was where it was at.

I decided the best way to do that was to search it through Tiffany's computer. It took me a little bit to get it to work, since I had never operated a computer before. Once I figured out how it worked, I was able to find the address. I put the laptop away and, since she didn't want me to be seen by her family, decided to go out through the window. I remembered how she got it opened the day before and opened it. Then I climbed out through and landed on the roof below her window. I didn't bother jumping off the roof. Instead, I simply jumped up and took off into the sky. As I entered the city, I made sure to keep a good distance so no one would see me.

As I headed in the direction I thought the school was, a huge building came looming up in front of me. I stopped to inspect the building. It was a huge two part building, made entirely of bricks. The building consisted of several windows and chimneys. And on the side of the building was painted on in green letters "New Castle Middle School". "Yes!" I exclaimed as I made my decent. I landed in front of a row of glass doors. I tried to open one of them, but it wouldn't budge! All the other doors were the same. "Locked!" I said in frustration. "All of them, locked!"

I was just about to find another way in, when I noticed a small black box with many buttons next to one of the doors. Curious, I approached and hesitantly pressed one of the buttons labeled "Call". "Yes? May I help you?" the box said. I jumped back, startled. I hadn't expected the box to talk. "Is anyone there?" it said. I cautiously approached it and talked answered it.

"Yes. I am here to see Tiffany," I said to it. It made a crackly sound and then the voice and then the voice came back on.

"Last name please?"

"Gwinn," I answered. "Her name is Tiffany Gwinn."

"One second," it said and the voice died off. I heard a hissing sound and the door next to me sung open all by its self. I hesitated before I stepped inside and the door swung shut behind, locking its self. I scanned the hall that I was standing in to see where Tiffany could be. All I could see was display cases, rows of lockers, and in front of me a much smaller structure with many people in it. I headed over there to ask one of them where she was.

I entered and tapped on the desk to get the woman's, who was sitting behind it, attention. "Yes?" she said as she turned around to look at me. Her eyes went wide when she saw me and she started to laugh. "Is this a joke?" she asked me. I felt very confused. I had no idea why she was laughing at me. "I think it's a little to early to dress up for Halloween." I continued at stare at her, hopelessly confused, when it donned on me. It was the way I looked! No wander she was laughing at me. She thought I was wearing a costume.

I decided to just ignore and proceeded to ask my question. "Do you know where Tiffany Gwinn is?" I asked her. She quit laughing and picked up a phone that was sitting beside her.

"Yes. I'll have her come right down. Just take a seat over there," she said pointing to a row of chairs.

"Thank you," I replied and sat down in one of the seats. I couldn't wait to see Tiffany, but at the same time as she was making the call, I couldn't help but wander if I was making a mistake.