The Dancer and the Playboy
-By Yo-yo
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, but in the words of Sublime, "If I had a million dollars/ well I'd. I'd spend it all!"
The Dancer and the Playboy III:
Sora:
"Warning, warning! There's a minor in the vicinity!" I called with my hands covering my eyes, with a little space between the fingers to see where I was going.
Sunny giggled as she broke away from Ethan.
"If you guys are done sucking face, I'd like to steal your girlfriend Ethan, so we can go over Chemistry."
"Oh great," he cried in mock irritation, "my girlfriend would rather make-out with covalent bonds than me!"
"Damn straight." She laughed placing a soft kiss to his lips.
"Ok, see ya' Sunny." He grinned lifting himself from the seat. Passing me, he placed a kiss on the top of my head and left.
Although Sunny and I had been true blues since kindergarten, Ethan had become part of the mix in second grade when his family moved here from Chicago. As we got older, Ethan got cuter and their attraction towards one another matured. It wasn't until I finally fixed them up that they finally admitted they had feelings for each other.
Rummaging through her cluttered book bag, she finally produced a notebook full of Chemical equations.
"You've gotta' get organized." I grinned.
"Shut up." She smiled. "So I see you got home safely last night."
"Yeah, well I had a little help." I smiled opening her notebook.
"From who?"
"Some guy, he walked me home."
"A stranger? Did we forget the whole stranger-danger bit the teachers taught us in pre-school?"
"He wasn't exactly a stranger. I've seen him before, this was just the first time we've ever conversed."
"Did you like him?" she grinned knowingly.
Just then Tai and his best friend Matt came strutting into the lunchroom. I looked up casually, trying not to be noticed by him or Sunny.
Listening intently I heard Matt say, "From that grin on your face, you met a girl."
"Yeah, I did like him." I smiled to Sunny.
Halfway listening to Sunny and halfway listening to Matt and Tai, I couldn't hear everything. But when Matt asked him, "Did you kiss her?" I did hear Tai's silence, obviously saying that he did.
My face flushed with anger. How could I be so stupid? This was Tai Kamiya, and I was nothing more to him than just another girl on his string. He didn't care if it hadn't really been one of those dirty kisses he gives everyone else, he just cared that they thought he was a player. He didn't care; he just wanted to regain his popular status again.
"So what was his name?" I heard Sunny say.
My face flushed, she thought it was in embarrassment, but it was something else: anger! Then I heard him say,
"Matt, I'm a guy, I made a pact never to fall for any girl. Plus she's gone now, all I have of her is a name, and I couldn't care less."
I didn't wait to hear Matt's response; that last statement threw me off the edge. He made me so mad! Turning to Sunny, red faced and fuming, "Nobody, I don't remember his name!" Then I jumped up from my seat and ran out the lunchroom.
Tai:
Shuffling through the lunchroom to our usual table, I kept thinking about what Matt had said this morning. In fact, I had been thinking about it all day. Twice teachers had yelled at me for not paying attention.
What did I know about Sora? I knew where she lived, but that was kinda' stalker-like to show up there one day out of the blue. I knew that she was funny, smart, ambitious, beautiful, honest, and that she craved perfection. But none of these qualities would help me find her. I didn't know what school she went to, or how old she was, or even her last name.
Why was I so stupid? Why didn't I just ask her these things? I knew she would have answered me truthfully.
"Hey Man." Matt grinned scooting over so I could sit next to him.
" 'Sup." I sighed taking a fry from his basket.
"Thinking about that girl?"
"What girl?" Brittany asked wrapping her hand around my neck, stroking it from nape to shoulder.
"Some girl he met last night." Matt answered.
"What?" she pouted.
"I can't get her out of my head, and I have no idea who she is."
"What do you know about her?"
"She's smart, funny, beautiful, ambitious."
"Nice to know, but those will not help you find her."
"I know."
"Tai, when is it going to be my turn?" Brittany moaned.
"What are you talking about?" I asked turning to her.
"I watch as you go out with Brenda, Marie, Carol, Imogen, Sarah, Jessica. when am I going to get a chance to go out with the famous Tai Kamiya?"
I groaned inwardly, Brittany was so stupid. If I hadn't gone out with her before, I'm sure as hell not too keen on doing it now.
"Britt, I thought that we were friends?"
"We are." She nodded. I could almost hear her big blue eyes rattling in that hallow blonde head of hers.
"Well I can't go out with my friends, if I did, me and Matt here would be an item."
"Hey!" Matt groaned, "I could do so much better than you!"
"Whatever. Don't you get it Bitt, if I went out with you, it could jeopardize our whole friendship."
She nodded sadly. She was such a ditz.
"Let me think back. I was walking down the street and I saw her dancing in front of Madame Pavlov's ballet school. She's a ballerina, and she knows Diana!"
"That's great, now go over to Diana now and ask her if she knows Sora." Matt grinned.
"But I can't, it'll make me sound obsessed. I just met this chick and I'm like stalking her."
"You're not stalking her, you're trying to find her."
"Now go!" Brittany urged.
"Ok."
I stood up from our table, and turned towards the sea of tables. The thing about Worthington was that no matter how rich we all were, we were all pretty segregated. There was a table for every social group possible. Everyone had his or her own clique, making searching for someone a breeze.
There were tables for the lesbians and gays, Goths, hippies, punk rockers, jocks, cheerleaders, nerds, potheads, and the kids here on scholarship. every social group that the medium-sized school could come up with. The ballerinas all sat at a table together eating salads and talking about pirouettes. or so people say.
Walking down the huge lunchroom, I turned right at the Rowing team's table and made a left towards the Drama kids. Walking straight, I came to the ballet table.
Sitting there were about a dozen very slim girls. All of their hair was pulled up into tight buns with colorful fuzzy scrunchies keeping them in place.
Looking around the table I spotted Diana talking to a raven-haired beauty. Even though Diana belonged to the ballerinas, everybody knew her. She was beautiful. She was the epitome of every teenage guy's wet dreams. She was tall, slim and graceful on her feet. She had shoulder length blonde hair that she usually kept pulled in a ponytail. Her eyes were the color of forget-me-nots that twinkled whenever she laughed. Whenever she got out of school she always wore these hot leotards that showed off every curve of her flawless body. Diana was extremely pretty.
"Hey, Diana." I smiled charmingly.
Looking up from her friend, she looked at me, her beautiful eyes narrowing shrewdly. "What do you want Tai?"
I guess I forgot to mention that we dated, and it didn't end too well.
"Uh, do you know Sora?" I asked, my voice slightly shaky.
This time four or five of the girls turned to me.
"Of course I know Sora," she sneered, "What do you want with her?"
"Uh, I was just wondering, could you just tell her I said thanks?"
"What?"
"I asked, could you just."
"I heard what you said, but why are you telling me this? Why not tell her?"
"Well I'm not too sure when I'd see her again-"
"Oh my God!" she laughed turning to her friend, "Sunny can you believe this guy? This is why I hate that crowd. They're so damn above everyone."
"Yeah I know," Sunny scowled. "Tell her yourself, we're not going to do your dirty work. If you want to talk to her, then you do it."
"But. I'm not sure how to get a hold of her." I tried to explain.
Then suddenly Sunny got the idea. Before I knew it she was yelling at me. "Oh my God, you are so stupid! She does go to this school, she is in this grade, in fact, she's got about three classes with you! In fact, your next class, Chemistry is it? She's got that with you!"
Obviously I was shocked as I stared at Sunny dumbstruck.
"She's coming down in a minute." Diana said looking away from me.
TBC.
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, but in the words of Sublime, "If I had a million dollars/ well I'd. I'd spend it all!"
The Dancer and the Playboy III:
Sora:
"Warning, warning! There's a minor in the vicinity!" I called with my hands covering my eyes, with a little space between the fingers to see where I was going.
Sunny giggled as she broke away from Ethan.
"If you guys are done sucking face, I'd like to steal your girlfriend Ethan, so we can go over Chemistry."
"Oh great," he cried in mock irritation, "my girlfriend would rather make-out with covalent bonds than me!"
"Damn straight." She laughed placing a soft kiss to his lips.
"Ok, see ya' Sunny." He grinned lifting himself from the seat. Passing me, he placed a kiss on the top of my head and left.
Although Sunny and I had been true blues since kindergarten, Ethan had become part of the mix in second grade when his family moved here from Chicago. As we got older, Ethan got cuter and their attraction towards one another matured. It wasn't until I finally fixed them up that they finally admitted they had feelings for each other.
Rummaging through her cluttered book bag, she finally produced a notebook full of Chemical equations.
"You've gotta' get organized." I grinned.
"Shut up." She smiled. "So I see you got home safely last night."
"Yeah, well I had a little help." I smiled opening her notebook.
"From who?"
"Some guy, he walked me home."
"A stranger? Did we forget the whole stranger-danger bit the teachers taught us in pre-school?"
"He wasn't exactly a stranger. I've seen him before, this was just the first time we've ever conversed."
"Did you like him?" she grinned knowingly.
Just then Tai and his best friend Matt came strutting into the lunchroom. I looked up casually, trying not to be noticed by him or Sunny.
Listening intently I heard Matt say, "From that grin on your face, you met a girl."
"Yeah, I did like him." I smiled to Sunny.
Halfway listening to Sunny and halfway listening to Matt and Tai, I couldn't hear everything. But when Matt asked him, "Did you kiss her?" I did hear Tai's silence, obviously saying that he did.
My face flushed with anger. How could I be so stupid? This was Tai Kamiya, and I was nothing more to him than just another girl on his string. He didn't care if it hadn't really been one of those dirty kisses he gives everyone else, he just cared that they thought he was a player. He didn't care; he just wanted to regain his popular status again.
"So what was his name?" I heard Sunny say.
My face flushed, she thought it was in embarrassment, but it was something else: anger! Then I heard him say,
"Matt, I'm a guy, I made a pact never to fall for any girl. Plus she's gone now, all I have of her is a name, and I couldn't care less."
I didn't wait to hear Matt's response; that last statement threw me off the edge. He made me so mad! Turning to Sunny, red faced and fuming, "Nobody, I don't remember his name!" Then I jumped up from my seat and ran out the lunchroom.
Tai:
Shuffling through the lunchroom to our usual table, I kept thinking about what Matt had said this morning. In fact, I had been thinking about it all day. Twice teachers had yelled at me for not paying attention.
What did I know about Sora? I knew where she lived, but that was kinda' stalker-like to show up there one day out of the blue. I knew that she was funny, smart, ambitious, beautiful, honest, and that she craved perfection. But none of these qualities would help me find her. I didn't know what school she went to, or how old she was, or even her last name.
Why was I so stupid? Why didn't I just ask her these things? I knew she would have answered me truthfully.
"Hey Man." Matt grinned scooting over so I could sit next to him.
" 'Sup." I sighed taking a fry from his basket.
"Thinking about that girl?"
"What girl?" Brittany asked wrapping her hand around my neck, stroking it from nape to shoulder.
"Some girl he met last night." Matt answered.
"What?" she pouted.
"I can't get her out of my head, and I have no idea who she is."
"What do you know about her?"
"She's smart, funny, beautiful, ambitious."
"Nice to know, but those will not help you find her."
"I know."
"Tai, when is it going to be my turn?" Brittany moaned.
"What are you talking about?" I asked turning to her.
"I watch as you go out with Brenda, Marie, Carol, Imogen, Sarah, Jessica. when am I going to get a chance to go out with the famous Tai Kamiya?"
I groaned inwardly, Brittany was so stupid. If I hadn't gone out with her before, I'm sure as hell not too keen on doing it now.
"Britt, I thought that we were friends?"
"We are." She nodded. I could almost hear her big blue eyes rattling in that hallow blonde head of hers.
"Well I can't go out with my friends, if I did, me and Matt here would be an item."
"Hey!" Matt groaned, "I could do so much better than you!"
"Whatever. Don't you get it Bitt, if I went out with you, it could jeopardize our whole friendship."
She nodded sadly. She was such a ditz.
"Let me think back. I was walking down the street and I saw her dancing in front of Madame Pavlov's ballet school. She's a ballerina, and she knows Diana!"
"That's great, now go over to Diana now and ask her if she knows Sora." Matt grinned.
"But I can't, it'll make me sound obsessed. I just met this chick and I'm like stalking her."
"You're not stalking her, you're trying to find her."
"Now go!" Brittany urged.
"Ok."
I stood up from our table, and turned towards the sea of tables. The thing about Worthington was that no matter how rich we all were, we were all pretty segregated. There was a table for every social group possible. Everyone had his or her own clique, making searching for someone a breeze.
There were tables for the lesbians and gays, Goths, hippies, punk rockers, jocks, cheerleaders, nerds, potheads, and the kids here on scholarship. every social group that the medium-sized school could come up with. The ballerinas all sat at a table together eating salads and talking about pirouettes. or so people say.
Walking down the huge lunchroom, I turned right at the Rowing team's table and made a left towards the Drama kids. Walking straight, I came to the ballet table.
Sitting there were about a dozen very slim girls. All of their hair was pulled up into tight buns with colorful fuzzy scrunchies keeping them in place.
Looking around the table I spotted Diana talking to a raven-haired beauty. Even though Diana belonged to the ballerinas, everybody knew her. She was beautiful. She was the epitome of every teenage guy's wet dreams. She was tall, slim and graceful on her feet. She had shoulder length blonde hair that she usually kept pulled in a ponytail. Her eyes were the color of forget-me-nots that twinkled whenever she laughed. Whenever she got out of school she always wore these hot leotards that showed off every curve of her flawless body. Diana was extremely pretty.
"Hey, Diana." I smiled charmingly.
Looking up from her friend, she looked at me, her beautiful eyes narrowing shrewdly. "What do you want Tai?"
I guess I forgot to mention that we dated, and it didn't end too well.
"Uh, do you know Sora?" I asked, my voice slightly shaky.
This time four or five of the girls turned to me.
"Of course I know Sora," she sneered, "What do you want with her?"
"Uh, I was just wondering, could you just tell her I said thanks?"
"What?"
"I asked, could you just."
"I heard what you said, but why are you telling me this? Why not tell her?"
"Well I'm not too sure when I'd see her again-"
"Oh my God!" she laughed turning to her friend, "Sunny can you believe this guy? This is why I hate that crowd. They're so damn above everyone."
"Yeah I know," Sunny scowled. "Tell her yourself, we're not going to do your dirty work. If you want to talk to her, then you do it."
"But. I'm not sure how to get a hold of her." I tried to explain.
Then suddenly Sunny got the idea. Before I knew it she was yelling at me. "Oh my God, you are so stupid! She does go to this school, she is in this grade, in fact, she's got about three classes with you! In fact, your next class, Chemistry is it? She's got that with you!"
Obviously I was shocked as I stared at Sunny dumbstruck.
"She's coming down in a minute." Diana said looking away from me.
TBC.