Loving Your Enemy

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Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Digimon, but I do own my story
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Chapter 1: Hate At First Sight

"Miss Tachikawa. *Ahem* MISS TACHIKAWA!!" shouted the teacher as his menacing eyes detected one of his students staring out of the window daydreaming away while he was trying to introduce a new student. "Huh? What? Oh, gomen ne Hayashi-sensei," Mimi replied sheepishly bowing her head in respect. "I'm glad to see you back! Pay attention Tachikawa!"

"Ahem. As I was saying, before I was -rudely interrupted-, we have a new student joining this class. I hope all of you will try and make him feel welcome. Please introduce yourself Mr. Ishida," said the teacher. "Yamato (Matt) Ishida desu. Doozo yoroshiku," the blond teen spoke, unaware of the numerous girls holding their breaths. "Okay. Let's find you a seat," the teacher continued as his eyes sweep across the room, where as many as 95% of the girls' population were raising their hands.

'Hn. I can't stand girls throwing themselves at me all the time. Pathetic!' thought Matt. "There! Behind Ms. Tachikawa. I assume you should know where it is," Hayashi-sensei whispered to him so he could hear amongst the "Teacher, beside me here" s. "Alright. Settle down class, and I shall continue to conduct my lesson. I don't want to catch anyone dazing off again... right Miss Tachikawa?" said the teacher.

Mimi was in time to snap back into reality and hastily replied bowing her head anxiously, "Hai. Hai." The teacher only gave her a smirk before turning around to write some formulas on the blackboard. When Mimi lifted up her head, she noticed all the other girls giving her death glares. At first she didn't understand. However, when some of them averted their gaze and smiled sweetly at someone sitting behind her, curiosity pricked her senses.

Mimi turned around only to meet with piercing deep blue orbs. But more came to vision. He was indeed handsome, but Mimi thought there was already enough around in this school, which was more or less common. However, she had never seen this guy around. 'Oh, of course you never seen him! He's that stupid new student!' she thought inwardly before smiling sincerely and introducing herself.

"Watashi wa Mimi Tachikawa desu," she said with a polite nod. "Pathetic," was all the blonde had replied. Mimi felt he was being rude and obnoxious, and so she huffed a sarcastic "gomen ne" before spinning back around.

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'Phew! I thought I'd have to squeeze my way out of Math class just now, but luckily that brat ran out and so all the other girls followed. What do they see in him anyway?' Mimi thought, but she quickly shrugged it off. Upon reaching her locker, the sight in front of her totally wiped the smirk out of her face. "Holy shit! What the f*cking hell is this?" Mimi shouted. Everyone standing at that hallway stared at her for 2 seconds before continuing his or her own business.

There was a damn huge crowd of girls who were throwing themselves at that overconfident excuse of a 'gentleman'. That's not the worst. Mimi couldn't get to her locker which she realised was beside that PERSON's. "Urgh! Excuse me. Please get out of my way. Ouch! You stepped on my foot! Excuse me! Excuse me!" Mimi said as she tried pushing through the crowd to get to her locker, but practically in vain.

'Oh no! 3 minutes to English! What's wrong with these people?' Mimi cursed silently. However, Matt chose to leave at the very last minute. "I have to apologise ladies, but I must get going to my next class. Please make way," he said before dashing to his next class with his pack of 'supporters' trailing behind. "Whoa! Finally!" Mimi heaved a sigh of relief and got out her English textbook.

R-R-I-I-N-N-G-G

"Shit! I'm late!" the brunette gasped as she sprinted till she reached her class... "Miss Tachikawa! I hope you have a good reason for not being punctual," said the teacher who has a pointed nose. "Yes, Mrs. Taylor. I'm truly sorry," said Mimi between pants, but clear enough to be heard. "Okay. Hurry along and take your seat."

Mimi sighed dejectedly again as she walked briskly to her desk. She hadn't wanted to think of neither explaining to her teacher nor wanting to get a detention. Mimi had always tried a very best to do well in all her subjects, and giving her teachers a good impression on her. But ever since Matt Ishida stepped into this school, he had been ruining her life, or so she thought. He was like a jinx to her and Mimi disliked him.

Mimi quickly sat at her desk. Just as she was settling down her textbook, she realised there was a piece of note on the table. She took the paper swiftly, knowing not to let her teacher catch her, and opened up to read it; only one word, and it just takes that one word to tell Mimi who it was and what he was referring to: LOSER

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And soon, it was lunch...
Mimi was now at the school's cafeteria and sitting with her group of friends namely, Taichi, Sora and Miyako. "He is a JERK!" Mimi vented her anger. "Cool down Mimi. If he is a jerk, then why are there so many girls wanting him?" asked Sora. "I suppose they must be blind or something. What do they see in that bastard? Do you know what he did to me?" cried Mimi. "What did he do, Mimi?" asked Tai.

"First, he called me PATHETIC! Then, he and his 'fan club' prevented me from getting to MY locker. And because of that, I was LATE of English. And then he says I'M a LOSER in which HE was at FAULT!" Mimi protested. "Well, I guess today's just not your day, Mimi. It's over anyway, is it?" said Miyako. "No. I have to explain to Mrs. Taylor why I was late. I don't think she would buy the story if I told her that Mr. Ishida and his 'fan club' blocked my locker! I don't wanna get a single detention as long as my body belongs in this school! THIS IS AGONY!" cried Mimi dramatically.

"Oh well, Mimi, my best friend... I give you my condolences," Tai said in an exaggerated manner. "Taichi!" Mimi and Sora cried in unison.

"*Sigh* I guess I'll see you guys later. I better get my books from my locker while I still can. Ja, mata!" Mimi stated before dashing out of the cafeteria...

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To be contined...

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A/N: please R&R! thanx a million ^_^