--- Author's Note ---
Fourth part is up! I think it's kinda
boring but whatever. I noticed a lot of ppl
keep writing that Sora isn't popular, but this is my fic and in my world,
everyone thinks Sora's cute. Get me? Hello? Do you hear what
I'm saying? Okay
enough insanity... on with the fic.
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"Hey, where's Sora?" Amy
demanded, looking around.
Once the crowd had figured out Matt
was gone, the place was deserted.
Mimi shrugged. "I think
she said she wanted to go home."
"Oh," Amy said
blankly. Then she smiled at something behind Mimi. "Hi
Luke," she said brightly.
Mimi turned around.
"Hey," she said to Luke, the drummer.
"Hey girls," he
said. "How did you like it?"
"It was cool," Mimi said nonchalantly.
"Thanks," Luke said,
smiling.
"So, Luke, listen," Amy
said. "Can you give us a ride home?"
Luke shrugged.
"Sure," he said. "Come on."
"What are you doing?" Mimi
hissed. "Why are you hitting on him?"
Amy smiled. "If Sora gets
Matt then I get Luke."
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* *
"So, like," Sora
said. "This is my building."
"Right," Matt said.
He put his hands in his pockets and looked at her. "So, do
you want to go out for pizza or something tomorrow?"
Sora smiled tentatively.
"Um... maybe. Call me," she added, before entering her building.
Matt stared after her. Not the
reaction he was hoping for but at least she didn't say no.
She's gonna be mine, he
thought.
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"He asked you out?" Mimi
shrieked. "He asked you out?"
Mimi had come over as soon as Luke
had dropped her home.
"Yeah," Sora replied,
shrugging.
"Did you say yes?" Mimi
demanded.
"I said maybe," Sora
replied, sitting cross-legged on her bed.
"Girl, you've got to be nuts
not to say a flat-out yes to Matt Ishida," Mimi declared. "You
have to admit, he's got charisma."
Sora sighed. "Mimi,"
she said. "If you like him so much, why don't you ask him out?"
"Because deep down I know you
like him," Mimi pointed out. "Come on Sora. You can be so
close-minded."
"Please. You're the one
who's infatuated with him," Sora
said. "You and your he's got charisma," Sora imitated
in a high voice.
Mimi ignored her.
"Listen, I have to get home," she said, heading towards the
door. "And maybe in the morning you'll come to your senses."
Sora threw a pillow at her.
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* *
The next morning, Sora woke up to
the sound of her phone ringing. She sat up groggily and looked at the
clock.
Ten-thirty, Sora thought,
reaching for the phone. Who exactly is awake at ten-thirty on a Sunday
morning?
"Hello?" she said
sleepily.
"Uh... Sora?" a voice
said. A male voice.
Sora struggled not to groan.
"Um, yeah. Who's calling?"
"It's Matt," he replied.
"Oh. Hi," she said.
"Don't sound so
enthusiastic," Matt said, laughing.
Sora couldn't help but smile.
A sense of humor like Matt's was hard to find in a guy.
"Sorry," she
replied. "You just, um, never mind. So, why did you call?"
"Well, since you asked,"
Matt said slyly. "Would you like to spend the day hanging out with
me?"
"Hmm," Sora
considered. "Sure, why not? I was going to go shopping with
Hannah but she can be so..." she trailed off.
"Annoying," Matt supplied.
"Actually, I was thinking along
the lines of bossy, irritating and bitchy," Sora corrected.
"Um, okay," Matt
said. He changed the subject. "So, I thought we'd go to a chick
flick then for pizza or something."
"Sounds great," Sora
said. "Can you pick me up around three?"
"Sure," Matt said happily.
"See you later then," Sora
said, hanging up the phone.
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"So, what did you think of the
movie?" Matt asked.
"It was all right," Sora
said. "But whatever."
"So, you up for pizza?"
Matt asked.
"Actually, I'm kind of
full," Sora admitted. "Why don't we go down to the Cue Cafe and
have coffee and dessert or something?"
"Dessert?" Matt asked in amusement.
"Before dinner?"
"I'm weird I know," Sora
said, playfully. "Come on."
About ten minutes later, the two
teens entered the cafe.
"How about that table?"
Matt suggested, pointing to one by the window.
"Sure," Sora consented,
shrugging.
"Hi, what can I get you?"
a waitress asked once they'd settled into their seats.
"Um, coffee black, four
sugars," Matt said.
The waitress nodded. "And
you, Sora?" she asked. "Your usual?"
"Yeah, thanks, Betty,"
Sora replied casually.
"So that's decaf, white coffee
and a cinnamon bun for Sora. And black coffee with four sugars for
you?" Betty asked.
"Yes," Matt confirmed.
"Yes," Sora echoed.
"I'll be right back,"
Betty said.
"Wow," Matt said.
"You must spend a lot of time here for the waitress's to know what you
want."
"Actually, I used work
here," Sora replied. "But then, Mimi and I got jobs at that
clothing store in the mall."
"Oh," Matt replied.
When their food arrived, they talked
in a 'just-friends' way.
Sora's one-of-a-kind, Matt
thought after a while.
She
didn't giggle or throw herself at him. In fact she'd been
herself. She'd even made fun of him. He liked that.
"Hey, I better be heading
home," Sora said. "It's already six."
"Yeah, your right," Matt
said standing up. "Want a ride home?"
"No, I think I'm going to walk
in the dark," Sora said sarcastically. "Of course."
Matt laughed. "Desserts
on me," he added, throwing down a couple of bills.
"Such a gentleman," Sora
said.
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"Well," Sora said,
stopping in front of her apartment. "Thanks for today Matt. I
had fun." She pulled put her key and unlocked the door.
"My pleasure," Matt
replied. "See you," he said, starting to walk down the hall.
"Oh, and Matt," Sora called.
"Yeah?" Matt asked,
turning around.
"You do have charisma,"
she added, before closing the door behind her.
