Notes: I re-uploaded the story for the poor people who couldn't cope with not being able to read it minus paras. It wasn't my fault so now I saved it as a html and it works so deal. *Holds up sign* 'Raven does not own Digimon'.
Angelgirl
By Raven
Chapter One
It all started a few months ago when a new girl arrived at my school. She was the intrigue in student interest. No one had ever heard of this girl before, me included. As I walked around the school I heard the same word mentioned over and over. 'Angel'. I was confused and I did not know what they were talking about. What angel? At lunchtime I found out from my best friend Kari Kamiya.
"Hi TK," came the greeting from my friend as I sat down to a cafeteria lunch.
"Hey Kari," I replied.
"Have you heard?" she asked bluntly.
"Heard what?" I queried.
"Don't play dumb. The new girl," Kari shot back. I grinned.
"Yeah, so what?" I laughed and had a bite of rubbery jello.
"Well, she's strange and her name is Angel," Kari informed me.
"Oh," I said serious again, "That's why everyone keeps mentioning that word."
"Well duh TA," a male voice answered me. Davis Motomiya sat down at our table.
"Hi Davis," Kari greeted him with a pleasant voice.
"Hey," I muttered.
"So, we're talking about the Angel chick huh?" Davis asked, shoving a forkful of baked beans into his mouth.
"Yeah we were," I said, stressing the word 'we' and indicating myself and Kari.
"Okay, so TE here is completely oblivious that the chick's name is Angel. And Kari… well Kari knows all so that's pointless," Davis babbled.
"Davis!" Kari interrupted him.
"Yes Kari?" he asked sweetly. I flinched. Davis was flirting again. I rolled my eyes.
"Davis," she repeated, "TK and I are busy, discussing other things so if you'd be a good friend and leave, I'll call you tonight." Davis practically drooled on the floor. I rolled my eyes again.
"Sure thing Kari, anything for you," he left to sit with some of his soccer buddies.
"Score one for Kari," I laughed and Kari smiled at me.
"So where were we?" she asked.
"Angel," I stated.
"Oh yeah. She's really kooky. You should see what she's wearing! This morning she gave everyone in her homeroom a love-heart shaped cookie!" Kari exclaimed. I started to reply when the girl herself entered the lunchroom. Silence fell and everyone stared at her.
"That's her?" I whispered to Kari.
"Yep," Kari replied. I looked at the girl. She was wearing a long floral print skirt and a bright red blouse with yellow frills. I raised an eyebrow.
"That's something you don't see every day,' I commented. She walked over to Davis's table and pulled a flute out of her bag. The whole room watched in awe as she serenaded a boy I didn't even know.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday Andrew Kamona, happy birthday to you!"
I watched as Andrew's face went bright red. Davis punched Andrew's arm and the whole table laughed. Angel walked off to an empty table on the other side of the room and sat down. Half the room went back to their usual chatter, while the other half watched cautiously in case Angel decided to sing to them as well. I absentmindedly watched as she pulled out a brown paper bag and get an apple out. I turned back to Kari.
"That made good lunchtime viewing," I grinned at her. Kari chuckled.
"Told you she was weird," Kari commented.
"Hmm… did you see the look on Andrew's face?" I asked.
"He looked like a tomato!" Kari exclaimed.
"Davis and the rest of his friends loved it," I said, "Andrew's probably gonna get it all week now."
"Knowing Davis, he'll draw it out for a month," Kari agreed. Then the bell went and we headed to class.