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--- Author's Note ---

Okay, I know everyone writes these fluffy fics but I'm pushing my luck. I'm so bored, I can't think straight. Another thing, this is a sorato but the whole digi-world thing never happened. Matt and Sora don't even know each other. Anyway, please read and review.

--- Disclaimer ---

No one and nothing belongs to me :(

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Sixteen-year-old Sora opened her locker. Sitting on top of her school books was a note. She shook her head. She was always getting notes. Sora picked it up and opened it.

Sora, want to come to the Cue Cafe with me after school? Catch you later, Hank.

Sora let out an impatient sigh. Hank walked her to class once and now he thought they were going out? Sora crumpled up the note and threw it in the nearest bin.

When she returned to her locker she found a single rose sitting in it. Sora rolled her eyes as she picked up the card that came with the note.

I picked it up and thought of you. You are sweeter than a flower. Always, Allen.

This was unbelievable. Allen was her lab partner and she barely knew him. So she'd been with him at the library a couple of times. That did not count as a date.

What was it with all these guys anyway? Ever since her freshman year, there had been a note in her locker, or a message from a guy through one of her friends. Now in her junior year there was also a stream of phone calls, e-mails, presents, offers to walk her to class...

"Hi Sora," a perky voice said, beside her.

Sora looked up and saw her friend, Mimi. "Hi Mimi," she replied.

"Ooh," Mimi said, noticing the rose Sora held in her hand. "Where did you get the rose?"

Sora sighed. "From Allen Hosnik," she said. "He's my lab partner."

Mimi looked envious. "That guy on the basketball team?" she asked. "He's hot."

Sora shrugged. "I don't know what he plays," she said. "You should know. You're the cheerleader."

"You should join the squad, Sora," Mimi suggested. "If you get all this attention when you're not a cheerleader, think of the attention you'll get if you are."

"I don't want all this attention," Sora said wearily. "Why am I the boy magnet?"

Mimi looked surprised. "Sora," she said. "You're really pretty. You're like, the most popular girl at school. No wonder all these guys are falling for you."

"Whatever," Sora said, brushing aside her friend's compliments.

The warning bell rang.

"I've got to get to class," Sora said, shutting her locker. "I'll see you at lunch."

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"Allen," Tai said, laughing. "That sounds so corny."

Allen just laughed.

"Hosnik," Luke said. "I know this Sora chick is really hot but really. You're sweeter than a flower? You actually wrote that?"

"What's going on?" a voice said suddenly. A tray dropped on the boys table.

"Well look who it is," Tai said sarcastically. "Matt I'm the man Ishida."

"Watch it Kamiya or I'll take your girl," Matt snapped.

"Ooh," Allen said. "I wouldn't take that."

"That's it," Tai said, standing up. "You and me Ishida. Right here, right now."

"Hey," Luke called. "No fighting in the cafeteria."

"Yeah, Tai," Matt said, sitting down. "You're so immature."

Tai scowled but sat back down. "So, Hosnik," he said after a minute. "What were you saying about this chick?"

Allen glared at him. "Back off. Sora's mine," he said.

"That's the fantasy of every man alive," Luke butted in.

"Who?" Matt asked bluntly.

The three boys groaned.

"Where have you been, Ishida?" Luke said. "You know who Sora is. That chick who plays tennis"

"Speak of the devil, there she is," Tai said suddenly. "Wow! She's hot."

Matt looked up and saw a gorgeous red-head walk through the cafeteria doors. He saw her sit down with a group of cheerleaders at a nearby table.

"Oh yeah," Allen said. "She is hot."

Luke smirked at him. "Okay Hosnik," he said. "Let's see you work your charm on her."

"Maybe later," Allen said slyly.

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"Sora," Mimi squealed. "Look over there. All those cute guys are staring at you."

"What cute guys?" Amy, another cheerleader, said. "Ooh, you're right. Wow! Matt, Allen, Luke, Tai," she added sighing. "You are so lucky Sora."

"Why?" Sora asked.

"Why?" burst out Hannah. Hannah was the head cheerleader. "Are you blind? Those guys are staring at you. One of them must like you. And when one of them likes you, he brings along his friends which means guys for us. Get the picture?"

Sora sighed impatiently. Would those guys ever get the hint and leave her alone? Or would they at least stop staring at her? It wasn't that she didn't like them. It was just that she didn't see the point in having a boyfriend.

"Well?" Hannah said. "Who is it? I bet it's Allen. I saw him put something in your locker."

"But I saw Luke put something in your locker on my way to lunch," Amy said, looking confused.

"But I talked to that guy, Andrew, this morning and he said you called him up yesterday," Mimi added.

"I don't know them," Sora exclaimed. "Allen is my lab partner, Luke sits next to me in English and I called Andrew up yesterday to ask about homework."

"They aren't the only guys who've asked about you," Amy added. "James has and John and Mick and Hank and Peter..."

"Okay, that's it," Sora said. "I'm leaving. Who are you people? I'll come back when my real friends have returned."

Sora left leaving the three girls staring after her.