Yea!!!!! I finally finished my final semester exams, now I can write anytime that I want. YES!!! NO SCHOOL!!

JEN: Cool it! Just start the story already.

You don't know how happy I am.

JEN: Yes I do, I'm your mirror image in the story.

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JEN: Whatever, Angel yame doesn't own Digimon, but she does own me Jennifer Armara.

Now let's get started shall we...

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Faith in a Spirit

Chapter 2: Lost Trust

It had been two since the accident happened and Jen now twelve years old still had not forgiven herself. She has completely blocked out her encounter with Kouichi and his words. In remembrance of her family, she now only goes by Jen, the name they love so much, and in honor of her 'mother' she keeps her long waist length black hair tied back in pretty braid. This is also to tell everyone she is untouchable and not to get too close. Even in school, Jen spends most of her time alone, either studying or just in plain thought.

However; some good things have happened to her to lift her spirits. Jen has been able to build a reputation for herself, by making many new friends, and leaving the teachers with the impression of intelligence. Jen, indeed, had become very popular and she even allowed herself to smile and open up slightly. But she never revealed her true self, she always kept this fake popular and fun mask on.

One day, however; something changed her life forever. It started out, as any other day though, no one would have guessed what was going to happen. As Jen walked down the hallway, stopping at her locker to get her books for Math class, a couple of her friends ran up to the invisibly- masked girl smiling and beaming as usual.

"Hey Jen! May we ask you something really, really important?" pleaded Christine.

"Sure, what's the problem?"

"We were just wondering if you could give us three a ride home after school?" asked Kira sweetly.

"You see our parents can't pick us up because they're all at meetings and we live too far away to walk." Chris explained, giving Jen a sympathetic look.

"I think I might be able to help." Said Jen reaching for her cell phone attached to the belt loops of her light blue, flared, Jeans.

Dialing the number and turning around so she could have a little privacy, Jen waited a few minutes before a male voice could be heard on the other end of the line.

Hello, Armara residence

"Hi, Manuel! Hey listen could you do me a small favor when you come to pick me up. Could you put the expansion on the car to accommodate three more people? Thanks. I'll see you after school, bye!"

Jen put her phone back on her side and turned around to tell her friends the news.

"It would be fine if you got a ride, just meet me outside of school when the bell to end classes rings. Ok?"

"That would be great, Thanks!" all three said in unison.

With that, the four kids took off down the hallway at a run so not to be late for class.

&&(Later after school)&&

Jen waited by the front as usual, waiting for her ride to show up. Normally she didn't want to ride in the car because she didn't want to draw much attention to herself; she normally just walked home taking short cuts down alleys and threw parks. But today was special, she was going to have friends ride with her instead of being alone in such a big limousine. She was looking forward to enjoying their company.

Unknown to Jen, but around the corner of the school building, three figures stood giggling.

Just then a sleek black limousine pulled up toward the front gate of the school, and Jen got up from leaning against the wall and strolled slowly over toward it trying to avoid the glances she got from on-lookers. The girl looked around hesitantly wondering where the others were, and with excellent eyesight she caught sight of three familiar shadows and called out to them, pretending to sound excited.

"Hey, you guys, my rides here, come on if you want to get home."

"Hey, cool ride Jen, this is going to be the smoothest ride ever!" exclaimed Chris hiding a smirk.

"Yea, it's really shiny too. I can even see myself." Said Kira admiring her reflection on the hood.

"Calm down you two, remember we are expected to be home, soon." Said Christine nudging the two into the car, followed by Jen.

While driving, the group was in middle of conversation, when Christine finally spoke up.

"Hey Jen, do you think instead of dropping us off at home, could you drop us halfway there, at a friend's house then we can walk the rest of the way. I need to drop something off for him."

"Well, I guess that would be fine, do you think it would ok if I came along too? I prefer to walk rather than ride any day." asked Jen.

"Well...." they all stuttered nervously.

"You see Jen, we were actually planning to spend the night at our friends house because...he is having an invitation only party...er yeah." Said Kira quickly making up a good story.

"Uh...sure, it's no problem." Said Jen forcing a small yet hurt smile.

After talking to driver for five minutes, Jen convinced him to stop and let the three kids out. When he did, Christine pulled the other two out of the car, and when Jen had closed the door they all started to giggle and snicker as the walked to the house. Unknowingly, someone was following them, hearing every word they were saying.

"How dumb can that girl be? I thought only blondes were that dumb." Laughed Chris. (No offense to blondes, I personally happen to like them, one of my best friends is a blonde.)

"I know, by the nice story Kira, even I almost believed that crap." Said Christine smirking.

"Well, I not known as the best story teller in town for nothing, anyway that Jen is so stupid and gullible I bet she would even fall the lamest story in the book like my dog got terribly sick." Laughed Kira.

It went on like for a few blocks and when they finally got to the house, they disappeared inside. That was when the figure came out of her hiding place. Jen stared with tear filled eyes where her so-called friends once stood. Gripping her fists so her little knuckles turned white she wished she never even met them.

"I can't believe I almost let my defense shield down to those cheaters; who only wanted me to get popular and to take advantage of me, well not anymore. From now on I will show no mercy or compassion to any one ever again." Jen muttered beneath her tears.

With that Jennifer Armara, ran down the street to her safe home where she knew no one would be able to hurt her body or heart ever again. When she ran into her room, and locked the door Jen realized something, now not only did she not have any faith or family, but now her trust had betrayed and she now can't trust anyone ever again, not even herself ever again.

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Hey! So what do you think? Remember I'm counting on you reviewers, so review, review, and REVIEW.

In the next chapter Jen is headed to the Digital World, and I am sorry to say but the other kids will be in chapter 4, not chapter three like I originally planned.

Bye- See ya next update.

-Angel yame-