* As it is, I'm screening yesterday's newspaper, looking for anyone who
might hire me.
Yamato and his father have been scrapping along the bottom of society just fine. Until Mr. Ishida loses his job, and now, Yamato could loose everything. Based on a true story.
It's not so Bad By Sentra If I owned Digimon, it probably wouldn't be a kiddy show any longer.
Yamato's PoV
No one but me knows it yet, but today is my last day. I spent an hour talking to a man on the faculty phone this morning, and I have an interview for a job tomorrow afternoon.
Taichi and Sora approach me (They're "steady" now, ya know).
Sora speaks first, "Mat-kun? Are you okay? You look both excited and really sad."
I shrug, offering no explanation. They'll both find out tomorrow.
"Yea man, what's up with you? Did you're dad get the phone fixed yet?"
"What do you mean, ph-" I broke off, relising this must of been my excue earily on. Luckly, Taichi's a dolt.
"You're broken phone, dummy! The one you're dad ran over with his van!"
I know I look sheepish, but inwardly I'm shaking my head. How can he seriously believe that! How can you run a telephone, located in you're apartment, over with a van, the was demolished during the Myotismon thing a couple *years* ago!
Sora, however, is not a dolt. "Do you mean the van that you're Dad had during the Myotismon -"
Luckily for me, the bell rings, and I dart forward to take my seat. Taichi follows me in, but Sora is eyeing me strangely. Let me tell you a bit about them. they say that they're going "steady" but it's really an excuse to gain the attention of the student body. Once it's out that you're attached, every one wants you. Sora couldn't care less, but Taichi is letting her copy his Social Studies Test.
Taichi is the one in it for the attention, but he still getting even less. And he's failing SS. He copies from the kid across from him, who has a "B" test. Since they are alternated, Taichi has an "A" test. And since Sora is next to him, she has a "B" test. Gotta give Sora some credit. She may not know SS, but she knows Tai. And her class test system. Poor Taichi.
School continues on, as always, a long nap time for some *Coughtai* or a time to stare off into space and wonder about tomorrow. Buy the time last bell sounded, I was feeling a little anxious. I never had a real job before. I mean, sure, Jou and I had gotten in that whole thing with Eggy back in the Digiworld, but I didn't get paid for that.
Once I get home, my stomach starts being a little too vocal, and grudgingly, I peeking in the cooler by the door. Empty.
/Sorry tummy, but you gonna have to wait again/
I sat down on my bed, and looked around my room. I don't know how dad has missed the fact the I'm sitting on the *only* piece of furniture in my room. I got almost ¥54000 ($300) for my dresser.
Yeah. So all that's left in my room is a mattress on the floor, and a singe box, with some extra-clothes, a comb, my harmonica, and a book or two. My life is down to a single box.
For a second I try and imaging one of the others pulling this off. Sora, maybe. Koushiro.... if the kid couldn't even go to summer camp without his laptop I doubt he could fit all his hardware gizmo techy stuff in one box ... Jou, I don't know, he carried a doctor's office in his bag, so he could maybe pull it off. Mimi - I laugh at the though of how big of a box that girl would need - maybe a block by two. Hikari could. I've seen the room she shares with Taichi, she HAS to live out of a box, or she'd loose it in his stuff. Which would make Taichi another BIG no All that's left is Takeru. It saddens me, that I don't know. I've never been over at his and mom's place. I don't even know it my own brother is a tidy organized neat freak, like Koushiro, or a Taichi and Mimi, stuff every where. He could be causal, and conservative, like Jou and Sora, or he could be a Hikari.... or me. Not much at all, but okay with it.
Yamato and his father have been scrapping along the bottom of society just fine. Until Mr. Ishida loses his job, and now, Yamato could loose everything. Based on a true story.
It's not so Bad By Sentra If I owned Digimon, it probably wouldn't be a kiddy show any longer.
Yamato's PoV
No one but me knows it yet, but today is my last day. I spent an hour talking to a man on the faculty phone this morning, and I have an interview for a job tomorrow afternoon.
Taichi and Sora approach me (They're "steady" now, ya know).
Sora speaks first, "Mat-kun? Are you okay? You look both excited and really sad."
I shrug, offering no explanation. They'll both find out tomorrow.
"Yea man, what's up with you? Did you're dad get the phone fixed yet?"
"What do you mean, ph-" I broke off, relising this must of been my excue earily on. Luckly, Taichi's a dolt.
"You're broken phone, dummy! The one you're dad ran over with his van!"
I know I look sheepish, but inwardly I'm shaking my head. How can he seriously believe that! How can you run a telephone, located in you're apartment, over with a van, the was demolished during the Myotismon thing a couple *years* ago!
Sora, however, is not a dolt. "Do you mean the van that you're Dad had during the Myotismon -"
Luckily for me, the bell rings, and I dart forward to take my seat. Taichi follows me in, but Sora is eyeing me strangely. Let me tell you a bit about them. they say that they're going "steady" but it's really an excuse to gain the attention of the student body. Once it's out that you're attached, every one wants you. Sora couldn't care less, but Taichi is letting her copy his Social Studies Test.
Taichi is the one in it for the attention, but he still getting even less. And he's failing SS. He copies from the kid across from him, who has a "B" test. Since they are alternated, Taichi has an "A" test. And since Sora is next to him, she has a "B" test. Gotta give Sora some credit. She may not know SS, but she knows Tai. And her class test system. Poor Taichi.
School continues on, as always, a long nap time for some *Coughtai* or a time to stare off into space and wonder about tomorrow. Buy the time last bell sounded, I was feeling a little anxious. I never had a real job before. I mean, sure, Jou and I had gotten in that whole thing with Eggy back in the Digiworld, but I didn't get paid for that.
Once I get home, my stomach starts being a little too vocal, and grudgingly, I peeking in the cooler by the door. Empty.
/Sorry tummy, but you gonna have to wait again/
I sat down on my bed, and looked around my room. I don't know how dad has missed the fact the I'm sitting on the *only* piece of furniture in my room. I got almost ¥54000 ($300) for my dresser.
Yeah. So all that's left in my room is a mattress on the floor, and a singe box, with some extra-clothes, a comb, my harmonica, and a book or two. My life is down to a single box.
For a second I try and imaging one of the others pulling this off. Sora, maybe. Koushiro.... if the kid couldn't even go to summer camp without his laptop I doubt he could fit all his hardware gizmo techy stuff in one box ... Jou, I don't know, he carried a doctor's office in his bag, so he could maybe pull it off. Mimi - I laugh at the though of how big of a box that girl would need - maybe a block by two. Hikari could. I've seen the room she shares with Taichi, she HAS to live out of a box, or she'd loose it in his stuff. Which would make Taichi another BIG no All that's left is Takeru. It saddens me, that I don't know. I've never been over at his and mom's place. I don't even know it my own brother is a tidy organized neat freak, like Koushiro, or a Taichi and Mimi, stuff every where. He could be causal, and conservative, like Jou and Sora, or he could be a Hikari.... or me. Not much at all, but okay with it.