1 Declaimer: We don't own Digimon, but we do own the patent design of the
Bob the Builder and Barney straight jackets. Ohh come on, you know you
want one…
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3 Chapter 2
~*~Jun~*~
I stared as that little hussy turned her back on me and walked out. How dare she?!? Who did she think she was? Ooooh…cute guy, I thought as one walked past me. Anyways, I mean, in terms of the looks department, she's in the negatives with those huge glasses and bandanna; I have to admit though, she did seem to have friends. Not a lot, mind you, but some. How a nerdy girl like Yolei became friends with hotties like Yamato Ishida and Takeru Takaishi was beyond me. It probably had to do with that Kari my brother always yammers on about…I frowned at the thought of Davis; he had slipped out rather quickly before I got a chance to use him as an excuse to stal…err, hang out with Matt and TK. Although, that guy with the hair that slightly resembled Kari's that Yolei had been drooling over all night as pretty good looking. Then I thought of something. Jun Motomiya, you are an absolute genius! I'll get Davis to help me out with the skank-off! …And with his friends, I might even get Matt's number. I got kind of weak-kneed thinking about those dazzling blue eyes and blond hair.
Suddenly, I caught sight of this gorgeous guy. Like, WOW! Immediately, any thoughts of Davis and his friends were completely driven out of my mind. I followed the guy (discreetly of course) as he walked towards the exit. This one was much too good to let him get away. I walked a bit quicker, never minding how my almost non-existent skirt flew up a few more inches from the rush of air. Before he reached the door, I "accidentally" bumped into him, letting my hand gently graze over his tight abs. He looked startled as I flashed him the infamous Jun Motomiya smile and said in my oh-so-sexy voice, "Oops. Clumsy me. Sorry about that…uh, what's your name?"
He frowned slightly, but answered me, "Josh."
Score! I simpered at him again, trying to keep my lips pursed like my magazines said to, to show off my lips more advantageously. Moving a step closer to him, I put my hand on his arm, "Sorry Josh."
He inched towards the door and mumbled something before he walked out, leaving me alone in the now-empty concert hall. I bit my lip, trying not to drool as I watched him walk towards his hot red Ferrari. Anyone else would have thought that he was abandoning me. I, however, saw through his façade and knew the truth: he wanted me, badly. I smiled with satisfaction. With my looks, charms and Davis on my side, this contest was good as won…
~*~Davis~*~
I woke up to the sound of Jun singing in the shower…if that caterwauling could actually be called singing. I groaned loudly. Man, not again! I grabbed my pillow and jammed it over my head, trying to block out the sound. You know how in TV shows, people always cover their heads with pillows and then they can't hear anything anymore? Well, they lied.
I saw Ken roll over in his sleeping bag near the foot of my bed and groggily sit up. At that point, an ear-shattering shriek sliced through the air as Jun serenaded us with her warped version of one of Britney Spears' (Wolfie: any other suggestions for another artist that most people know? I was thinking Britney cuz to have Jun desecrate someone with talent's song would be too horrific and sadistic) new song. Ken winced loudly and dove back into his sleeping bag. After what seemed like an eternity, I heard the shower turn off and the house rang with silence. Ken's blue haired head emerged from the folds of his sleeping bag, "Well, like they say, silence is bliss."
I nodded in agreement. "Has anyone ever told Jun she can't hit a note above a 'C' and is tone deaf as well?" he wondered with a smirk, "We should go while she's still silent; I don't think I can survive another rendition of 'I'm a Slave for You'."
I grinned as we both climbed out of our respective "beds" made a bolt to get changed. We both wanted out, but apparently, Jun wasn't going to let us off that easily. Just as we were ready to slip out of the apartment, Jun's voice came wailing from down the hall, "Daaaaaaaavis!"
Ken and I exchanged looks. Then, for the second time in less than 24 hours, we made a bolt for the door.
~*~Mimi~*~
I yawned, stretching my arms as I rose from my curled position on the couch. I had been perusing through my latest edition of Vogue, enjoying the morning sunshine that poured through the sliding glass doors of my apartment and lit up the living room when someone rang my doorbell. "Who on earth would be here at this hour in the morning?" I wondered aloud. I wouldn't even be up if Mom hadn't gotten me Vogue along with Dad's morning paper.
Stifling another yawn, I walked over and opened the door to find a brightly smiling Yolei. "Yolei?"
"Hey Mimi!" she exclaimed in an overly loud and bright voice.
I winced slightly at the noise. What is the matter with the girl? Doesn't she know that visiting people before noon on Saturdays is unlawful? Especially since Kari, Sora and I had a girls-night out last night until after midnight. I smiled weakly at her and gestured for her to come in, which Yolei happily complied to.
"Oh my god, Mimi! I still can't get over how great your apartment is! Your mom must be a super-talented designer or something!" she exclaimed, bouncing into my living room and onto a couch.
I rubbed my head discreetly under the pretense of running through my hair with my fingers, already feeling the migraine coming. I managed to smile at the purpled haired girl, even if it was a bit forced. Luckily, Yolei didn't notice a thing. I sat down on the armchair opposite her and asked, "So, what's up? Need more makeup tips?"
Yolei turned a bit red, "Umm…actually…"
I raised an eyebrow. Yolei may be many things, but shy is not one of them. "So…?" I asked, prompting her to go on.
"Well….you know how you and Sora and Kari left yesterday after the concert?"
I nodded a bit impatiently. Yes, I remembered. Luckily, Kari managed to slip into her bedroom without Tai noticing her slightly…tipsy behavior. "Well, after you guys all left," she continued, "Junchallengedmetoaskank- off."
The last bit came out all in a rush. It took several moments before what I was able to comprehend what she was saying. "Jun challenged you to a what?"
"She challenged me to a skan…contest, "Yolei finished lamely.
"A contest." I repeated. The fact that Yolei and Jun even exchanged words was amazing…the fact that they wanted to do something together, even a contest was astounding.
"Well…it's contest to see who can get the most guys."
At that point, I managed to choke back my laughs but my stomach ached too much for me to continue talking. Yolei…and Jun…trying to get guys…The image was at least to say, amusing.
"And you want my help." I concluded when I could talk again.
Yolei nodded, clasping my hand, "Mimi, you're a natural with boys and…and…"
I was a bit scared by that starry look in her eyes again. Am I the only one who's ever on the receiving end of that look or does she do it to hot guys too? It might explain her lack of guys. As I gently disengaged myself from her, she resulted to begging, "Oh Mimi! Pleeeeeease?"
I sighed under my breath and nodded. They don't call me the Digidestined of Sincerity for nothing.
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~*~Jun~*~
I stared as that little hussy turned her back on me and walked out. How dare she?!? Who did she think she was? Ooooh…cute guy, I thought as one walked past me. Anyways, I mean, in terms of the looks department, she's in the negatives with those huge glasses and bandanna; I have to admit though, she did seem to have friends. Not a lot, mind you, but some. How a nerdy girl like Yolei became friends with hotties like Yamato Ishida and Takeru Takaishi was beyond me. It probably had to do with that Kari my brother always yammers on about…I frowned at the thought of Davis; he had slipped out rather quickly before I got a chance to use him as an excuse to stal…err, hang out with Matt and TK. Although, that guy with the hair that slightly resembled Kari's that Yolei had been drooling over all night as pretty good looking. Then I thought of something. Jun Motomiya, you are an absolute genius! I'll get Davis to help me out with the skank-off! …And with his friends, I might even get Matt's number. I got kind of weak-kneed thinking about those dazzling blue eyes and blond hair.
Suddenly, I caught sight of this gorgeous guy. Like, WOW! Immediately, any thoughts of Davis and his friends were completely driven out of my mind. I followed the guy (discreetly of course) as he walked towards the exit. This one was much too good to let him get away. I walked a bit quicker, never minding how my almost non-existent skirt flew up a few more inches from the rush of air. Before he reached the door, I "accidentally" bumped into him, letting my hand gently graze over his tight abs. He looked startled as I flashed him the infamous Jun Motomiya smile and said in my oh-so-sexy voice, "Oops. Clumsy me. Sorry about that…uh, what's your name?"
He frowned slightly, but answered me, "Josh."
Score! I simpered at him again, trying to keep my lips pursed like my magazines said to, to show off my lips more advantageously. Moving a step closer to him, I put my hand on his arm, "Sorry Josh."
He inched towards the door and mumbled something before he walked out, leaving me alone in the now-empty concert hall. I bit my lip, trying not to drool as I watched him walk towards his hot red Ferrari. Anyone else would have thought that he was abandoning me. I, however, saw through his façade and knew the truth: he wanted me, badly. I smiled with satisfaction. With my looks, charms and Davis on my side, this contest was good as won…
~*~Davis~*~
I woke up to the sound of Jun singing in the shower…if that caterwauling could actually be called singing. I groaned loudly. Man, not again! I grabbed my pillow and jammed it over my head, trying to block out the sound. You know how in TV shows, people always cover their heads with pillows and then they can't hear anything anymore? Well, they lied.
I saw Ken roll over in his sleeping bag near the foot of my bed and groggily sit up. At that point, an ear-shattering shriek sliced through the air as Jun serenaded us with her warped version of one of Britney Spears' (Wolfie: any other suggestions for another artist that most people know? I was thinking Britney cuz to have Jun desecrate someone with talent's song would be too horrific and sadistic) new song. Ken winced loudly and dove back into his sleeping bag. After what seemed like an eternity, I heard the shower turn off and the house rang with silence. Ken's blue haired head emerged from the folds of his sleeping bag, "Well, like they say, silence is bliss."
I nodded in agreement. "Has anyone ever told Jun she can't hit a note above a 'C' and is tone deaf as well?" he wondered with a smirk, "We should go while she's still silent; I don't think I can survive another rendition of 'I'm a Slave for You'."
I grinned as we both climbed out of our respective "beds" made a bolt to get changed. We both wanted out, but apparently, Jun wasn't going to let us off that easily. Just as we were ready to slip out of the apartment, Jun's voice came wailing from down the hall, "Daaaaaaaavis!"
Ken and I exchanged looks. Then, for the second time in less than 24 hours, we made a bolt for the door.
~*~Mimi~*~
I yawned, stretching my arms as I rose from my curled position on the couch. I had been perusing through my latest edition of Vogue, enjoying the morning sunshine that poured through the sliding glass doors of my apartment and lit up the living room when someone rang my doorbell. "Who on earth would be here at this hour in the morning?" I wondered aloud. I wouldn't even be up if Mom hadn't gotten me Vogue along with Dad's morning paper.
Stifling another yawn, I walked over and opened the door to find a brightly smiling Yolei. "Yolei?"
"Hey Mimi!" she exclaimed in an overly loud and bright voice.
I winced slightly at the noise. What is the matter with the girl? Doesn't she know that visiting people before noon on Saturdays is unlawful? Especially since Kari, Sora and I had a girls-night out last night until after midnight. I smiled weakly at her and gestured for her to come in, which Yolei happily complied to.
"Oh my god, Mimi! I still can't get over how great your apartment is! Your mom must be a super-talented designer or something!" she exclaimed, bouncing into my living room and onto a couch.
I rubbed my head discreetly under the pretense of running through my hair with my fingers, already feeling the migraine coming. I managed to smile at the purpled haired girl, even if it was a bit forced. Luckily, Yolei didn't notice a thing. I sat down on the armchair opposite her and asked, "So, what's up? Need more makeup tips?"
Yolei turned a bit red, "Umm…actually…"
I raised an eyebrow. Yolei may be many things, but shy is not one of them. "So…?" I asked, prompting her to go on.
"Well….you know how you and Sora and Kari left yesterday after the concert?"
I nodded a bit impatiently. Yes, I remembered. Luckily, Kari managed to slip into her bedroom without Tai noticing her slightly…tipsy behavior. "Well, after you guys all left," she continued, "Junchallengedmetoaskank- off."
The last bit came out all in a rush. It took several moments before what I was able to comprehend what she was saying. "Jun challenged you to a what?"
"She challenged me to a skan…contest, "Yolei finished lamely.
"A contest." I repeated. The fact that Yolei and Jun even exchanged words was amazing…the fact that they wanted to do something together, even a contest was astounding.
"Well…it's contest to see who can get the most guys."
At that point, I managed to choke back my laughs but my stomach ached too much for me to continue talking. Yolei…and Jun…trying to get guys…The image was at least to say, amusing.
"And you want my help." I concluded when I could talk again.
Yolei nodded, clasping my hand, "Mimi, you're a natural with boys and…and…"
I was a bit scared by that starry look in her eyes again. Am I the only one who's ever on the receiving end of that look or does she do it to hot guys too? It might explain her lack of guys. As I gently disengaged myself from her, she resulted to begging, "Oh Mimi! Pleeeeeease?"
I sighed under my breath and nodded. They don't call me the Digidestined of Sincerity for nothing.
