LIGHTS, CAMERA, TAICHI!
Written By:
Maniacal Matt
*******************************************************************
[DISCLAIMER] I don't own Digimon, Bowfinger, or whatever copyrighted material here. They're all owned by their respective owners, and no copyright infringement in intended.
*******************************************************************
Author's Note: This fic is based on something that happened to me in real life, and I just wanted to retell it to you people. If some parts are too boring, please bear with me...um, enjoy! Oh yeah, this is the first Chapter, I know, but more WILL be coming believe me.
CHAPTER ONE:
The Assignment
Tai sat in his regular spot in the classroom, at the very back, behind the rows of seats, far away from the teacher. He couldn't wait for math class to be over, so he could go to drama class, where he could act like an idiot, and feel at home.
"Now, to get the circumference of a circle, when you're only provided the diameter," the teacher droned, "is to multiply the diameter by 3.14, or Pi."
The class murmured in agreement.
"Any questions?" the teacher asked.
Izzy's hand shot straight up. "How do we find the circumference if we're only provided the radius?"
The teacher looked at his answer key, and then at the brown-haired boy. "Well, first, you must multiply the radius by two, and then multiply your answer by 3.14, or Pi."
Tai couldn't stand this any longer, math class was just too boring for his liking, and algebra just looked like a bunch of gibberish to him. He scribbled something down on a post-it note that was hanging out of his notebook. It said:
Hey Matt,
If you're not busy or don't have band practice today, maybe you could umm-
Tai's writing was interrupted by the sound of Mr. Akiyama clearing his throat.
"There will be time for passing notes later, Mr. Kamiya. Right now, I want you to copy and complete the table I've written on the board. I hope you know how to get the circumference of a circle, when you're only provided the radius, young man. " Mr. Akiyama boomed.
"Yes sir." Replied Tai, but in truth, he had no idea how to, or what exactly the teacher was talking about.
He was glad when the class bell finally rang. It was his ticket out of math, and into a class where he didn't have to learn something that looked like ancient Egyptian Hieroglyphics to him.
* * *
Drama class was no different than the other previous classes. It was pretty much the same, Miss Goldstein would teach them various acting techniques, and they'd all try it out in their own little version of "Whose Line Is It Anyway?"
Miss Goldstein taught them how to improvise, and how to use different face expressions, to replace words. But today's class was different.
"Kids, I have a special group assignment for you," she began. "I want you to make a home movie."
This got the class's attention, because all 41 students looked up in surprise.
"A...movie?" asked Izzy.
"Yes, Mr. Izumi." She replied. "You will get into groups of 5 or 6, and make a movie. The genre can be science fiction, mystery, or contemporary. You have 4 weeks to finish it. Now, any questions before I go into other details? "
Tai's hand slowly began to rise.
"Yes Tai." Said Miss Goldstein.
"Um, well, I was um, um, wondering," Tai sputtered, "can we have our relatives in the movie, or friends from other classes or schools?"
"Hmm..." Miss Goldstein thought for a moment, then she smiled. "Yes, I see no harm in that."
At that moment, Tai began picking who would be in his group. Definitely Matt, definitely Izzy, and Sora for sure. Now, did he want kids from the other classes? After some not-so-careful thinking he narrowed it down to TK, Davis, and Yolei. Now he were ready, he just had to ask them, and see if they were interested.
* * *
As Matt walked home, he felt the cool Autumn air whizzing through his long, blonde hair. He was on his way to band practice, when Tai came running up to him.
"Matt!" Tai yelled as he came to a stop inches away from his best friend. "Matt, are you in a group for the movie yet?"
"No, why?" asked Matt.
"Well, maybe you could be in our group, that is, if you're interested. Izzy and Sora have agreed to be in it."
"Sure, count me in."
"Bring TK too."
"Alright."
Then, Tai paused. He stared at Matt's bass. He then started to speak. "Hey Matt,"
"Yeah Tai?"
"I was wondering, would you also mind doing the movie's theme song?"
Matt looked at Tai for a second, and smiled. "I'd be glad to."
The two friends walked down the sidewalk, talking to each other about plans for the movie, and other things.
When they arrived at the place where Matt was supposed to be practising with his band, Tai stopped walking, and so did Matt.
"I'll see you later, Matt." Tai said.
"Alright. Tell me when filming and stuff starts. I think I can put band practices in hiatus for a while...maybe." Replied Matt.
Tai turned, crossed the street, and started to walk home. He paused for a minute, staring into the harbour, looking at the sunset. The view was beautiful. He always turned to the ocean when he was troubled, in the past, and in the present. He remembered when he was a kid, playing near the beach, getting pinched by a crab. Okay, so maybe the crab pinching him hurt, but still, it was nice memory.
After five or so minutes of staring out into the horizon, Tai shook his head, and continued to walk on home.
Written By:
Maniacal Matt
*******************************************************************
[DISCLAIMER] I don't own Digimon, Bowfinger, or whatever copyrighted material here. They're all owned by their respective owners, and no copyright infringement in intended.
*******************************************************************
Author's Note: This fic is based on something that happened to me in real life, and I just wanted to retell it to you people. If some parts are too boring, please bear with me...um, enjoy! Oh yeah, this is the first Chapter, I know, but more WILL be coming believe me.
CHAPTER ONE:
The Assignment
Tai sat in his regular spot in the classroom, at the very back, behind the rows of seats, far away from the teacher. He couldn't wait for math class to be over, so he could go to drama class, where he could act like an idiot, and feel at home.
"Now, to get the circumference of a circle, when you're only provided the diameter," the teacher droned, "is to multiply the diameter by 3.14, or Pi."
The class murmured in agreement.
"Any questions?" the teacher asked.
Izzy's hand shot straight up. "How do we find the circumference if we're only provided the radius?"
The teacher looked at his answer key, and then at the brown-haired boy. "Well, first, you must multiply the radius by two, and then multiply your answer by 3.14, or Pi."
Tai couldn't stand this any longer, math class was just too boring for his liking, and algebra just looked like a bunch of gibberish to him. He scribbled something down on a post-it note that was hanging out of his notebook. It said:
Hey Matt,
If you're not busy or don't have band practice today, maybe you could umm-
Tai's writing was interrupted by the sound of Mr. Akiyama clearing his throat.
"There will be time for passing notes later, Mr. Kamiya. Right now, I want you to copy and complete the table I've written on the board. I hope you know how to get the circumference of a circle, when you're only provided the radius, young man. " Mr. Akiyama boomed.
"Yes sir." Replied Tai, but in truth, he had no idea how to, or what exactly the teacher was talking about.
He was glad when the class bell finally rang. It was his ticket out of math, and into a class where he didn't have to learn something that looked like ancient Egyptian Hieroglyphics to him.
* * *
Drama class was no different than the other previous classes. It was pretty much the same, Miss Goldstein would teach them various acting techniques, and they'd all try it out in their own little version of "Whose Line Is It Anyway?"
Miss Goldstein taught them how to improvise, and how to use different face expressions, to replace words. But today's class was different.
"Kids, I have a special group assignment for you," she began. "I want you to make a home movie."
This got the class's attention, because all 41 students looked up in surprise.
"A...movie?" asked Izzy.
"Yes, Mr. Izumi." She replied. "You will get into groups of 5 or 6, and make a movie. The genre can be science fiction, mystery, or contemporary. You have 4 weeks to finish it. Now, any questions before I go into other details? "
Tai's hand slowly began to rise.
"Yes Tai." Said Miss Goldstein.
"Um, well, I was um, um, wondering," Tai sputtered, "can we have our relatives in the movie, or friends from other classes or schools?"
"Hmm..." Miss Goldstein thought for a moment, then she smiled. "Yes, I see no harm in that."
At that moment, Tai began picking who would be in his group. Definitely Matt, definitely Izzy, and Sora for sure. Now, did he want kids from the other classes? After some not-so-careful thinking he narrowed it down to TK, Davis, and Yolei. Now he were ready, he just had to ask them, and see if they were interested.
* * *
As Matt walked home, he felt the cool Autumn air whizzing through his long, blonde hair. He was on his way to band practice, when Tai came running up to him.
"Matt!" Tai yelled as he came to a stop inches away from his best friend. "Matt, are you in a group for the movie yet?"
"No, why?" asked Matt.
"Well, maybe you could be in our group, that is, if you're interested. Izzy and Sora have agreed to be in it."
"Sure, count me in."
"Bring TK too."
"Alright."
Then, Tai paused. He stared at Matt's bass. He then started to speak. "Hey Matt,"
"Yeah Tai?"
"I was wondering, would you also mind doing the movie's theme song?"
Matt looked at Tai for a second, and smiled. "I'd be glad to."
The two friends walked down the sidewalk, talking to each other about plans for the movie, and other things.
When they arrived at the place where Matt was supposed to be practising with his band, Tai stopped walking, and so did Matt.
"I'll see you later, Matt." Tai said.
"Alright. Tell me when filming and stuff starts. I think I can put band practices in hiatus for a while...maybe." Replied Matt.
Tai turned, crossed the street, and started to walk home. He paused for a minute, staring into the harbour, looking at the sunset. The view was beautiful. He always turned to the ocean when he was troubled, in the past, and in the present. He remembered when he was a kid, playing near the beach, getting pinched by a crab. Okay, so maybe the crab pinching him hurt, but still, it was nice memory.
After five or so minutes of staring out into the horizon, Tai shook his head, and continued to walk on home.