Disclaimer: Digimon and its characters do not belong to me. If it did, season 2 will go on forever. Hehe.
[Home For Awhile]
CHAPTER TWO
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Yolei shut the door silently behind her. The stadium was dark, the only lights came from the stage where The Teenage-Wolves were rehearsing. The place was
huge with rows and rows of wooden seats. The dim light casted eerie shadows against the walls.
"I love you, Matt! Whooo!" screamed a teenage girl with dark brown hair. She was surrounded with other girls her age whom were giggling and swooning in the
front row. Matt winked and smiled in response which caused the girls to squeal and swoon some more. Yolei wondered if they were going to faint. She took a seat
in a dark corner where she wouldn't be seen. She had devised a plan on the way here, she just needed to get Matt. Which basically meant when he goes home.
An hour or so later, The Teenage-Wolves started to pack up and leave. Yolei slipped back outside to wait for Matt. Five minutes later, he came out from a side
door followed by the fangirls.
"See you tomorrow, Matt!" They giggled then slinked away.
Yolei crept up behind Matt and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hi!"
He nearly dropped his guitarcase and he patted his racing heart as if to slow it down. She clearly had scared him half to death which made her laugh out loud.
Matt turned to her with an annoyed look. "Look, no autographs today. I'm tired." He turned back around and started to walk away.
'What a bad sport!' Yolei thought. Out loud she said: "Wait! I'm not a fan, I'm your cousin."
Matt turned back to face her again with disbelief. From that she was not a fan or that he had a cousin, she didn't know.
Disbelief changed to skepticism. "Both my parents are only childs."
'Whoops. I didn't count on that happening.' Yolei thought. 'Think fast, think fast!'
"I'm your. . . uh. . . dad's. . . cousin's daughter. I don't know." She shrugged. "He says that makes me your cousin or something." Yolei bit her bottom lip which she
always did when she was nervous.
"So. . . what are you doing here then?" Matt asked, though still skeptic. But, it didn't show on his face. Rarely there are times when he would show any kind of
emotion on his otherwise calm and expressionless face.
Yolei crossed her arms and looked down at her shoes making herslf look like she was reluctant to explain. She was really thinking something up quickly. Then it hit
her:
"My parent aren't, you know, getting along very well right now." If she wasn't mistaken, Matt's parents were constantly fighting before they finally decided to
get divorced. She knew that he will sympathize and she hoped that he will believe her.
"They suggested that I come here and stay with you until they work things out." Yolei continued. She looked up and shrugged. "And here I am!"
Matt didn't answer, he only stared at her with silent speculation. "You didn't bring anything with you?" He asked finally.
Yolei jerked her head back towards the building indicating that she left it there. Of course, she really didn't have any luggage. Matt sighed and made a move as
to retrieve her bags for her.
"Oh, no! That's alright, I'll get them myself." Yolei rushed back in, quickly summoned two duffel bags full of female human necessities, and rush back out.
"Ok. I'm ready!" Yolei stated cheerfully.
"That's it?" Matt asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I don't need alot." Yolei answered walking in one direction.
"It's this way."
"Oh, right." She laughed.
Yolei had to take two steps to every one long, quick stride of Matt's. He didn't talk to her again but, just the one time to ask her how she knew where he was.
Yolei answered with a simple, " I have my ways."
The sky was turning a rich crimson and golden yellow when they finally reached the apartment building where Matt and his father live in. They lived in the seventh
floor and the elevator ride up was silent since Yolei had given up making conversation because you can't have a conversation with the other person ignoring you.
They stepped out of the elevator once it stopped on the seventh floor and proceeded down the hall to a door with a brass number thirteen on the front.
"Dad's not home yet. He's usually not 'til very late or he doesn't come back at all. Dad's a real workaholic." Matt explained as they entered the place where Yolei
would be staying until her Assignment's completed. She plopped down on a black leather armchair with the two duffel bags at her feet and watched Matt exchange
his boots for a pair of dark blue slippers.
Matt opened another door which Yolei supposed was the closet.
"What are you doing?" she asked curiously.
His voice was muffled when he answered, "I'm looking for slippers. There should be some here."
"I don't need slippers!" Yolei waved her hands around as if to dismiss the idea though he couldn't see.
"Trust me, you do. We haven't cleaned for awhile. . . " Matt answered.
"Oh. . . thanks."
A few more minutes later, Matt emerged from the closet with his golden hair slightly ruffled and blue slippers identical to his own. "These are new."
"Thanks!" Yolei took the slippers from him. She carefully removed her sneakers and slipped on the slippers. She did it so slowly, Matt thought that she'd never
did a simple thing as putting on slippers.
"Are you hungry? I'll make something to eat." Matt suggested as Yolei jiggled her feet around, admiring the slippers on her feet.
"No, thanks. I'm not hungry." she answered.
"Suit yourself." Matt shrugged and went into the kitchen to make dinner for himself.
A moment later, Yolei was done admiring her slippers. Since the current host was busy, she decided to make a quick tour of her new home for awhile
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Ok, this is too slow . It's not getting anywhere. And it takes me real long to update. Oh well. Please review!!!
Please excuse spelling errors or anything else.
[Home For Awhile]
CHAPTER TWO
' ' indicates a thought
---
Yolei shut the door silently behind her. The stadium was dark, the only lights came from the stage where The Teenage-Wolves were rehearsing. The place was
huge with rows and rows of wooden seats. The dim light casted eerie shadows against the walls.
"I love you, Matt! Whooo!" screamed a teenage girl with dark brown hair. She was surrounded with other girls her age whom were giggling and swooning in the
front row. Matt winked and smiled in response which caused the girls to squeal and swoon some more. Yolei wondered if they were going to faint. She took a seat
in a dark corner where she wouldn't be seen. She had devised a plan on the way here, she just needed to get Matt. Which basically meant when he goes home.
An hour or so later, The Teenage-Wolves started to pack up and leave. Yolei slipped back outside to wait for Matt. Five minutes later, he came out from a side
door followed by the fangirls.
"See you tomorrow, Matt!" They giggled then slinked away.
Yolei crept up behind Matt and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hi!"
He nearly dropped his guitarcase and he patted his racing heart as if to slow it down. She clearly had scared him half to death which made her laugh out loud.
Matt turned to her with an annoyed look. "Look, no autographs today. I'm tired." He turned back around and started to walk away.
'What a bad sport!' Yolei thought. Out loud she said: "Wait! I'm not a fan, I'm your cousin."
Matt turned back to face her again with disbelief. From that she was not a fan or that he had a cousin, she didn't know.
Disbelief changed to skepticism. "Both my parents are only childs."
'Whoops. I didn't count on that happening.' Yolei thought. 'Think fast, think fast!'
"I'm your. . . uh. . . dad's. . . cousin's daughter. I don't know." She shrugged. "He says that makes me your cousin or something." Yolei bit her bottom lip which she
always did when she was nervous.
"So. . . what are you doing here then?" Matt asked, though still skeptic. But, it didn't show on his face. Rarely there are times when he would show any kind of
emotion on his otherwise calm and expressionless face.
Yolei crossed her arms and looked down at her shoes making herslf look like she was reluctant to explain. She was really thinking something up quickly. Then it hit
her:
"My parent aren't, you know, getting along very well right now." If she wasn't mistaken, Matt's parents were constantly fighting before they finally decided to
get divorced. She knew that he will sympathize and she hoped that he will believe her.
"They suggested that I come here and stay with you until they work things out." Yolei continued. She looked up and shrugged. "And here I am!"
Matt didn't answer, he only stared at her with silent speculation. "You didn't bring anything with you?" He asked finally.
Yolei jerked her head back towards the building indicating that she left it there. Of course, she really didn't have any luggage. Matt sighed and made a move as
to retrieve her bags for her.
"Oh, no! That's alright, I'll get them myself." Yolei rushed back in, quickly summoned two duffel bags full of female human necessities, and rush back out.
"Ok. I'm ready!" Yolei stated cheerfully.
"That's it?" Matt asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I don't need alot." Yolei answered walking in one direction.
"It's this way."
"Oh, right." She laughed.
Yolei had to take two steps to every one long, quick stride of Matt's. He didn't talk to her again but, just the one time to ask her how she knew where he was.
Yolei answered with a simple, " I have my ways."
The sky was turning a rich crimson and golden yellow when they finally reached the apartment building where Matt and his father live in. They lived in the seventh
floor and the elevator ride up was silent since Yolei had given up making conversation because you can't have a conversation with the other person ignoring you.
They stepped out of the elevator once it stopped on the seventh floor and proceeded down the hall to a door with a brass number thirteen on the front.
"Dad's not home yet. He's usually not 'til very late or he doesn't come back at all. Dad's a real workaholic." Matt explained as they entered the place where Yolei
would be staying until her Assignment's completed. She plopped down on a black leather armchair with the two duffel bags at her feet and watched Matt exchange
his boots for a pair of dark blue slippers.
Matt opened another door which Yolei supposed was the closet.
"What are you doing?" she asked curiously.
His voice was muffled when he answered, "I'm looking for slippers. There should be some here."
"I don't need slippers!" Yolei waved her hands around as if to dismiss the idea though he couldn't see.
"Trust me, you do. We haven't cleaned for awhile. . . " Matt answered.
"Oh. . . thanks."
A few more minutes later, Matt emerged from the closet with his golden hair slightly ruffled and blue slippers identical to his own. "These are new."
"Thanks!" Yolei took the slippers from him. She carefully removed her sneakers and slipped on the slippers. She did it so slowly, Matt thought that she'd never
did a simple thing as putting on slippers.
"Are you hungry? I'll make something to eat." Matt suggested as Yolei jiggled her feet around, admiring the slippers on her feet.
"No, thanks. I'm not hungry." she answered.
"Suit yourself." Matt shrugged and went into the kitchen to make dinner for himself.
A moment later, Yolei was done admiring her slippers. Since the current host was busy, she decided to make a quick tour of her new home for awhile
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Ok, this is too slow . It's not getting anywhere. And it takes me real long to update. Oh well. Please review!!!
Please excuse spelling errors or anything else.