Ok, guys, I might have forgotten to put the disclaimer on the first one. So, I'll do it! Also, SORRY! Anyway, I do not have any, AND I DO MEAN ANY, rights to Digimon. This is just my own fan-fic.

THE INVITE

Chris, RJ (as Ren liked to be called), and Michael grew to be best friends with each other. By the time they got to the 5th grade, they knew that they were destined to always be together.

So, it was only a matter of time before two of them got into a relationship with each other. RJ and Michael, in the 7th grade, after realizing their eternal love for each other, finally made the leap and decided to get into a relationship with each other. Of course, when they told Chris about their decision, drama happened, but that was okay since it was only Chris, and Chris LOVED drama.

"Wait, so you're gay?" said Chris, wide-eyed and very much surprised and confused. "Well, that's good, because I'm gay too. At least we know that about each other now."

"Well, actually, I'm kind of bi. Wait, KIND OF? I AM bi! I like women too! That's why I had so many relationships with girls!" said RJ, deepening his voice while reliving his "conquests" with the many females he dated.

Michael gave RJ a look that was filled with danger. "Well, it's nice to know that my BOYFRIEND likes to sleep with girls, still. Actually, I'm like you Chris. Anyway, don't think that we're not going to pay any attention to you. We still love you! It's just that we are in a relationship now!"

Chris waved a hand and said "Forget about it!" He then looked at RJ and said, "If you don't treat Michael right, I'll kill you." After that was said, he gave RJ a huge hug. Then turned to Michael and gave him a hug.

Things were never the same way again, though. Every time Chris wanted to hang out with his new best friends, they always had something else planned just for the two of them. Whenever all three of them were together, RJ and Michael made out, which just made Chris very uncomfortable. They hardly ever called Chris, or for that matter, spoke to Chris. They were in their own little romantic world, never to wake up and see how devastating it is for Chris. Chris started to feel lonely, and even tried to make new friends. He never was able to make any friends, because he was so different from everyone, and that the only ones who would ever appreciate him and even befriend him were RJ and Michael.

Eventually, they drifted apart. Chris started to become irritable and mean. He started to wear black everyday, and started listening to hard rock music. This was basically a total change for Chris, since he always loved to dress in light colors that went together with his rainbow hair. Also, he loved Pop, Rave, and Classical music. Now, however.

In the 8th grade, there was to be a huge party after their graduation. Everyone was invited, even Chris who was the outsider of the class. Chris wasn't even going to go, since it was just full of people laughing and loving each other: things he did not want to ever have to see again. The person throwing the party was Bruce Tanner. Bruce was pretty much a queen. He loved to dress up in drag sometimes, and whenever he wasn't in drag, he still had the mannerism of a very dignified woman. He always wore tight-fitting clothes, and died his hair green. His skin was white, a dark white. He was slim, with a nice booty.

Bruce was extremely wealthy, and he lived in a mansion with his parents. He meant it when he said he wanted everyone in the 8th grade to come to his graduation party. When he found out that Chris actually had the gall to decline his invitation, Bruce set out to make Chris go. It was some time before he found Chris, alone in a corner, just writing in his journal. Chris looked up and sweatdropped when he saw a very angry Bruce staring at him with his arms crossed.

"What in the world do you want with me?" said Chris, slightly annoyed at the glare he was receiving from Bruce.

"HEY! I was actually nice enough to invite you to this party. You better come. Or else," said Bruce angrily.

"Or else what, you big sissy. Don't bother me! Go away!" said Chris, slightly amused that Bruce actually wanted him at his party.

"Please? Just come! I wanted everyone to be at the party, even you. Besides, you need to go. You never speak to anyone, anyway. It will mean a great deal if you come to the party." Bruce then knelt beside Chris and gave him the hugest hug he could muster.

"EW! Get off me! Fine! I'll go, but just because I'm trying to do you a favor. And don't try to get me to talk to anyone, and don't put me on the spot!" said Chris, struggling to get Quest off of him.

"Yay! Thanx! You won't regret it!" said Bruce, running off to tell everyone he got the anti-social Chris to come to his party.

Chris scoffed, annoyed at himself for letting his soft side win. "I'm going to regret ever doing this. I so know I'm going to." With that, he looked down at his book and read it, desperately trying to forget about what he just did.