Standard disclaimer: with the exception of Kiokure, I do not own any of the characters in this story. All other characters names and places belong to Toei (I think that's how you spell it…) and Bandai. Please do not sue me because all I can give you is my little sister, and you'll want to give her back after a few seconds, trust me.

It has been far too long since I have updated this story, partly because I am lazy, partly because Season 02 is long gone, and partly because my computer crashed, and I haven't had decent internet access for three or four months. However, after watching the Digimon movie with my friend, I have remembered my old character Kiokure. Anyways, now that I have fully completed the story in my head, I have decided to change Kiokure's ying-yang medallion into a crystal, for reasons that will be described later in this story. Anywho… on with the show!

Kiokure looked out the window of her fourth period science class. Even though it was an advanced placement class, it was boring. She wanted to go back to her apartment, far away from all these people. She turned her attention to the front of the class. Some red-haired kid named Izzy was answering all the questions. He seemed nice, or more accurately, more like her. Smart, and full of useless information…

The teacher finally stopped asking questions and started to call out names on the roster for lab partners. Kiokure was placed with a make-up slathered girl in a pink dress. Izzy and a zit-faced wastoid were the last ones called. When the teacher looked down at roster, he groaned.

"No! No! No! This will never work. I cannot have the kid with the highest grade point average in the school be partners with Mugoi. I need Izzy in one piece for the Science Olympiad. You! Girl in the green shirt! Switch lab desks with Mugoi."

"Yes sir." Kiokure said meekly as she moved her seat, secretly glad to be away from the scary preppie girl. She took her seat next to Izzy and took out her drawing book, as the teacher gave instructions to begin the worksheet he handed out in the beginning of class.

"Hey!" Izzy whispered, "You're supposed to be doing the work sheet he handed out earlier in class. If you're going to be in and advance placement class, you have to be willing to do the work."

Kiokure pulled a completed worksheet from the back of her book. Izzy looked it over, and stared at her.

"How…? When… did you get this done? All the answers are correct!"

"I did it while you were talking."

"You were supposed to be paying attention."

"But I already know this stuff. Am I the only one who actually reads the textbooks before school starts?"

"Besides me, yes. Quite frankly, I didn't expect to find anyone else in this school who takes learning seriously."

" You didn't. I just read the textbooks when I'm bored"

"Like right now?"

"Yea…only I have no textbooks. "

Their giggles were cut short by a rap on the desk by the teacher. "Some people in here are trying to work. If you choose not to do your work, I will see to it that you are both separated. And Izzy, I must say that I am disappointed with you. I expect better from you."

"Yes sir." They replied in unison

Kiokure hid her face in her drawing book for the rest of the period, which they spent being quiet.

Lame ending, I know, but I'm tired, and I wanna go to bed. Anyway, next chapter is what happens after school at the ice-skating rink, since nothing else important is going to happen during the school day. Bwa!