Rivals
AN: Hey guys! It's me again. Thank you for the wonderful reviews. You guys are the best! *sobs*
Anyway, hope you guys like this. Oh yeah, this is an AU. I forgot to mention that in the first part.
Disclaimer: I…I-I…don't… ow…own… Di-digi… Digimon! There, I said it! Don't sue me, please!
Part 2: Deal!
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*Yolie's POV*
" So," he went rambling on when I didn't say anything. " If you're through being a jerk, I would really appreciate it if you would just stay out of my life and let me talk to my friend!"
That hit me hard. One more thing to add to my endless list of things to hate him for. I felt my eyes started to water and tried to push it back. I saw Izzy shift his gaze to Andrew and back to me. Slowly and dangerously, I made my way towards him.
The next thing that happened was a blur to me. Or maybe it was just my eyes. Anyway, the next thing I knew was Izzy staring at me with a look of disbelief in his wide, dark eyes.
" Don't ever call me a jerk," I warned, tears streaming down my face. " You don't know anything about me! You don't have any right to assume anything!"
" Heh," Izzy chuckled softly while massaging his stinging cheek. " I know that you're heartless and selfish enough to take Andrew away from me!"
" What in blazes is going on here?!" a deep voice roared behind me. I turned around, and so did Izzy, just to see our principal, Mr. Hawking.
' Oh-uh, looks like detention,' I panicked as the word TROUBLE kept repeating in my mind.
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:: Andrew's POV::
" What in blazes is going here?!" a voice I've heard everyday for the past three and a half years in the announcements, almost shattered my eardrums.
I knew it. I knew this argument would only lead to trouble! Why didn't I step in and break it up before it had gotten worst? I knew that Izzy and Yolie are two very hotheaded people, so why didn't I stop them? What kind of friend am I?!
I let my gaze travel from the heated war of Yolie and Izzy to Mr. Hawking, our principal. He's a burly man with disheveled graying hair, and piercing azure eyes with glasses. You know, an average principal in a suit.
He's staring at the two combatants with a look of disbelief etched on his features. Both Izzy and Yolie turned away from each other and fixed their gaze towards Mr. Hawking.
The principal cleared his throat before plastering a feign smile and said, " Well, all that can be explained in my office, won't it?"
You could say that both Izzy and Yolie looked surprised. Yeah right! Their faces were expressionless and as white as ghosts! I saw Yolie's brown eyes fill with tears once again.
" Bu-" she started to protest.
" Mr. Lovejoy, you can accompany me to my office as well," Mr. Hawking stated, ignoring Yolie while turning to me.
I was about to reason with him when my friends intervened.
" But he's got nothing to do with this!" they cried in unison.
' Well, at least they agreed on something,' I thought, rather relieved.
But as soon as the words came out of their mouth, they once again faced one another and glared.
' But then again, maybe not.'
" Well then," The burly principal interrupted after moment of silence, " I guess it's just the three of us then. Come now, Mr. Izumi, Ms. Inuoe."
So both of them followed Mr. Hawking reluctantly, leaving me all alone to be stared at by our 'audience'.
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~ Izzy's POV~
I dragged my feet towards Room 120, which is the destination of my doom.
' Oh, why did I have to open my big mouth?' I kept asking myself that since yesterday. ' Now I have a Saturday detention!'
Yes you heard right. I, Izzy Izumi, the person with highest GAP in all my classes (except Biology, because Yolie and I are tied) have detention. Man! I hadn't been in trouble since… ever! Well, not considering that time when I did an experiment on my sister's goldfish five years ago. I had her chasing me down the street with those rented bulldogs she have. I wasn't even aware you could rent dogs at that time. (AN: I'm not sure if you could rent dogs, probably not, but it's really cute to picture a chibi Izzy being chase by dogs! Please don't flame me for saying that!)
Finally, I reached 120. I took in a deep breath, knocked on the door and waited for an answer. Mr. Hawking opened the door and let me in. I surveyed the room for an open space but it seems like the only open spot was by Yolie. The other seats were occupied by some troublemakers who have detention as well.
Definitely not my type of people.
" Glad you showed up Mr. Izumi. Now, since you and Ms. Inuoe get along so well, you can sit by her," Mr. Hawking announced, while he took his seat in the front of the room
Unwillingly, I made my way through the room and towards the empty seat, which is way in the back of the room. I managed to steal a few glances at her. She looked really beat up. She probably spent her entire night crying her eyes out because they're swelling and still a little red.
I felt really bad all of a sudden. I mean, obviously she's never had detention before like I do. After thinking for a moment, I took out a small scrap piece of paper and scribbled something on it. Then I tapped her softly on the shoulder and handed her the note.
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*Yolie's POV*
I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around to see the guy I hate the most at that moment, holding out a piece of paper. I snatched it from his hand and turned away from him. I knew I should've ripped it up, but hey. I was curious. I cautiously opened the paper, as if I was expecting a snake to jump out of the tiny thing. Which I did. You never know what kinds of stuff go through that little mind of his.
But instead of finding a snake, which was impossible anyway considering the fact that the paper was just as big as a gum wrapper, I found, or rather read a five-letter word.
SORRY was scribbled in Izzy's neat handwriting.
I really thought that was sweet, but the fact that he was the reason I got detention in the first place once again surfaced and my anger returned. I was about to write him back a note telling him to get lost or something, when Mr. Hawking started talking.
" I never knew, well, expected, that I would see the day you two," he looked over to my direction, indicating he's talking about me, " would be in the same room as these guys. Right before Spring Break at that!"
He's talking as if nobody's in the room except us three! How embarrassing!
" Yeah well, we troublemakers are like family. We get new members everyday," retorted Charles, my partner in Biology. He's that kind of person who gets into some kind of trouble almost everyday.
I must admit that the first time I saw him, I thought he was kind of cute. He has this wavy blonde hair and beautiful catlike emerald eyes. But, he's a scalawag. That's the downfall.
Charles' friends, who were also in detention, laughed at his remark. I saw Jimmy, blonde and blue-eyed, high-fived him for that smart retort. Ugh, boys can be really immature. (AN: No offense to all boys. That's the way this Yolie thinks. Please do not flame me.)
" Thank you for sharing that information, Mr. Anderson. However-"
" Mr. Hawking, there's someone on the phone for you," a voice over the P.A. (AN: Is that what it was? I forgot.) cut him short.
" Thank you, Ms. Read. I'll be right there," Mr. Hawking answered. He stood up from his seat and told us, " Behave yourselves."
Then he was out the door.
" Hey sweetie," said the guy in front of me as soon as Mr. Hawking was out. I know him from study hall. His name's Austin, black hair and dark brown eyes with a strong jaw like his friend Charles.
I cocked an eyebrow. " Excuse me?"
" Wanna bail outta here?" he said while a devious smile crossed his face.
I tried not to vomit in front of him.
" No thanks," I replied, taking a copy of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. (AN: Love Harry Potter!)
" Oh come on. You don't have to be a goody-two-shoes (AN: ?) all the time," he told me as he grabbed my wrist.
" Let go of me," I demanded.
He ignored my order and turned towards Charles and his gang who have jumped out of their seats without me knowing.
" Hey Charles!" Austin yelled, which is totally unnecessary since he's only a few feet away from him. " Looks like Ms. Smarty-pants want to join the club."
Charles, along with his followers (including their girlfriends, might I add), sauntered to our direction.
" Really?" Charles smirked as he stopped in front of me.
' Oh no, oh no, oh no.'
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~Izzy's POV~
" Really?" Charles, a guy from Biology, sneered.
I had my nose buried in a book, pretending to read so they wouldn't suspect I was listening. Of course, I couldn't see a thing, which is pretty annoying since I wanted to see what they're doing. But I know I'm already in much trouble as it is, and getting caught between this school squabble will only make it worst.
" Let go of me!" I heard Yolie pleaded once again.
I'm guessing that whoever's holding her got a pretty good grip.
" So," continued Charles, ignoring Yolie's plea, " decided to become one of us, huh? Tsk, tsk, tsk. Bad, bad, girl."
' Okay, that's it! I can't take it anymore! I have to look!' my mind screamed.
Slowly, I lifted my head and looked at them in the corner of my eyes. It's not that easy to be sneaky since I was only a few inches away from them.
There, surrounded by ugly, scary, smirking faces of Charles, his gang, and their girlfriends (put it all together, it spells TROUBLE) was Yolie Inuoe. Gosh those girls must be desperate to have those males as their boyfriends. But then again, those female breed aren't those type to die for. At least not to me.
Yolie was struggling to pry her wrist from her captor's grasp.
' I should help her,' I suddenly thought. ' I mean, so what if she's as smart as I am and I hate her? Nobody deserves to taste the wrath of these guys.'
But then I remembered what she did to me yesterday.
' Huh! Why should I care? She's embarrassed me in front of those students and got me in detention,' my mind stated bitterly. ' Now I'm going to enjoy watching her struggle.'
As I broke out of my reverie, I noticed that the black haired dude had let go of Yolie and handed her to Charles.
" Let me go!" Yolie spat out. I saw her wince in pain as Charles tightened his grip on her. He pulled her closer to him.
" Oh honey!" a feminine voice chided. " You're not really going to hurt her, are you?"
A girl with jet black curls and clear blue eyes stepped in beside Charles. She stared at Yolie with a look of disgust and jealousy.
" I'm just toying with her Sunni," replied Charles. He leaned towards Sunni and kissed her in the mouth.
I noticed Yolie staring at them in revulsion. I mean, who wouldn't? Even I feel sick looking at them kiss.
They finally broke off, thank goodness.
" Charles, let go of me!" Yolie screamed.
" Oh yeah? Whatcha gonna do?" he grinned evilly.
" Let her go!!!" I burst out suddenly, jumping out of my seat.
Whoops, did I just say that out loud? I stared at the group of students huddled up around Yolie. They shifted their gaze from my rival's fearful face to my hard, determined one.
Charles started chuckling softly.
" Well, well, well. Looks like Mr. I'm-so-smart have some guts after all."
I knew I shouldn't have stepped in! Why couldn't I just shut my big mouth?! Now they're going to cream me! I glanced at Yolie to see her staring at me with confusion and helplessness.
'Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Hold it right there Iz. Why on Earth are you defending her?' I asked myself.
" He's ignoring you Charles. I think you better show him what you do to get back their attention," Mark, a brunette guy with gray eyes from Study Hall, suggested.
Charles smiled at him and turned back to me. He let go of Yolie and pushed her to the desk behind her, making the girl flinch.
" Fight! Fight! Fight!" those idiots chanted. Blondie (Charles, obviously) strolled towards me like a lion waiting for the right moment to pounce on its prey.
" Alright!" a very familiar voice boomed throughout the entire room.
My eyes traveled towards the door where Mr. Hawking had just entered. Luckily, he was busy reading a newspaper to notice the event that was about to occur if he hadn't interrupted. The principal looked up from his newspaper to see all his detention students standing around, frozen.
" What's going on?" he asked.
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*Yolie's POV*
" What's going on here?" Mr. Hawking inquired as he look around the room for an answer
" Oh, you know. Making friends with the new members of the family," Charles replied simply.
Mr. Hawking was silent for a moment.
" Right," he scoffed. " I'm not that gullible Mr. Anderson. Take your seats!"
All of us took our seats and the room fell silent once again. I guess Charles and his friends don't want to spend another Saturday in school. Frankly, I don't either.
I massaged my wrist which is still throbbing from Charles metal grip. I swear he doesn't know how to treat a lady properly. I glanced at Izzy in the corner of my eyes. I still can't believe what he did. I mean, it puzzles me that he defended me. Me! His rival.
I suddenly felt all warm inside, but I tried to ignore it.
I grabbed a pen and a scrap of paper. I scribbled the word THANKS and folded it in half. I tapped him on the shoulders to get his attention. He turned his dark eyes away from the book he's reading, and looked up to me. I smiled gratefully at him and gave him the note. I looked away from him as he read it and pretend to read my book.
" Hey," I heard him whisper.
I bent my head slightly to the side so I'm looking at him
" We-well," he stuttered. " You-you're welcome." I smiled.
" And you know, since we're stuck here in this room with these psychos," I couldn't help but grin at that, " we might as well get along. So, what do you say?"
I leaned forward to him and whispered in his ear, " You got yourself a deal."
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AN: The End! *evil laughter*
I'm just kidding, please don't be mad. I decided to break this story into four parts. What can I say, I suddenly got inspiration. I hope this chapter didn't suck. If you don't like it, please just email me at
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