The bell rang and students got up on a cue to head towards their locker. 0-22-8 Ken recalls as he opens his locker and places the books inside and takes out the books for his last class, History/geography. He hated history, loved geography, but it wasn't like he could just give up on it, like he did to so many things. If he didn't go, it's considered a cut, and cut's get detention.
Books banged as they were thrown in, "Good game Ichijouji! You really creamed Odiaba! The look on Davis's face was so funny! Can't wait till the next one!"
Ken looked up at the student that ran to the stairs and down to whatever class he was going to be late for. He turned into 309. The students were all talking; the occasional pair flirted behind him. Ken smoothed his black uniform as he sits down in the front. Each grade section would get a different color. Blue for 1-6; grey for 7-9; and Black for 9+.
"Okay, class, sit down, and shut up!" the overweight teacher said as he entered. Everyone laughed, except him and another student, who never really finds the teacher's behavior funny. "Today Dr. Kido is coming and is going to talk about heath and stuff. So clear your desk and given him your respect!"
Ken pushed his books off his desk and let them fall onto his book bag. Yesterday, the principal talked about rules and regulations, now, the stupid school nurse was going to teach them about health.
Ken ran his pen along the engraved name on his desk as the male nurse raved on and on about health issues, and how they could be avoided. Like he didn't know that if you fall and scrap your knee that you should properly clean it and all that crap. He never went to the digital world to destroy/save it.
Ken's pen was taken out of his hand and he looked up at the nurse, "Pens, as they may seem, have a sharp point!"
Ken rolled his eyes as the male nurse put the pen down and continued to talk about safety issues. Right now, the sharp pen was looking really good. A quick jab into his wrist would be more then enough to send him down to the nurse–crap. Maybe if he– no–what if–guess not–what about–too risky.
The bell rang and Ken jumped up, "Oh, shoot! I had more!" the nurse said as he walked out to the crowded hallway. Ken walked down the stairwell and looked out the window, some students poured like water onto the lawn and street, like they did every day; The vice principal would yell at the one's that fought, like he did every day; Ken would walk to the bus numbered 67, like he did every day.
As the bus attendant counted heads, Ken took out his CD player and book. "Whatcha reading?" a student from behind asked nosily. Ken held up the book labeled "Cut." "What is it about?" she asked. Ken looked at the girl and back down at the book.
"This girl has cut-syndrome, and she has to go to a rehab or something."
"Oh! Does she die?"
Ken shrugged and started his cd player. "If I knew that, would I really be reading the story?"
The girl gave a snobby look and sat correctly in her chair. Ken felt a vibration from his bookbag and took out his d-terminal. He quickly read over it. It was Davis, again. Yolei's. 4:00. Long time. Misses.
Ken threw his d-terminal back into his bag and looked back at his book.
~!~
Davis jumped up and down to drain the energy that he had to spare. The day was finally over and he was to meet at Yolei's house with the others. Hopefully all of them will be there. Normally Cody has practice, T.K. has practice, Kari has other friends, Ken has no interest, and Yolei doesn't bother now that she has a boyfriend.
Davis knocked on the door numbered 652 that was Yolei's apartment, above T.K.'s next to Cody's. After a short wait the door opened and it was Mantarou, "it's Davis."
"No kidding?" Davis said as he sarcastically looked around. Mantarou did this every time anyone came to the door.
"Yolei's in her room with Kari and Michael."
"Okie-doke!" Davis said as Mantarou stepped aside. Michael, Yolei's boyfriend. Ken doesn't like him, he never says it, but Davis knows it! Ken normally talks his head off around them, but not around Michael. But maybe it was the Accident? He hasn't said much since then.
"Hey!" Davis said as he opened the door. Yolei and Michael were in there "talking", as Yolei would say sometimes, really close and really long.
"Davis!" Yolei exclaimed as she jumped back, "I didn't here you come in!"
"Neither did I," Michael said as he kept his eyes on the ground.
"Would you like me to go back out and do it again?" Yolei looked at Davis with an angry glare. How she hated Davis's constant sarcasm!
"Yolei! Your little Goth is here!" Mantarou yelled.
Yolei looked at Davis, "who?"
Ken opened the door and looked around at everyone standing, "did I interrupt anything?"
"No! Come in! Come in!" Yolei said as she pulled on Ken's arm. "How's life going for you?"
Ken looked at Yolei, then at the new decorations on the wall, "I guess it could be better," he replied softly. Ken hated on how Yolei defaced her wall like that. Her parents would pay good money for the apartment, and she goes and ruins the walls. "You like Hillary Duff?"
"How'd you know?"
Ken pointed at the poster(s) at the wall.
"Yeah, 'bout that, I got it at Barns~n~Nobles."
"We got it at Barns~n~Nobles," Michael said as he gently grabbed Yolei's hand. Yolei smiled and looked at Michael.
Davis turned around and playfully stuck a finger in his throat. Ken looked at Davis then at Michael. Michael doesn't love her. It's just a stupid crush, just one of those things that you only do to brag about later.
"We're just waiting for Cody, T.K. and the others!" She informed Ken. "Wanna watch some t.v. while we wait?
"We can't leave without the others so, why not!" Kari said.
Yolei and everybody took a short walk to the living room and Yolei flicked on the television.
"That's despicable. Showing women off like that."
"What's wrong with it?" Michael snorted, "not like your gothic music?"
Yolei gave Michael the look. The look as in if he doesn't stop now, g-o-o-d--b-y-e!
"No, it's just, you people show off women's bodies to sell records, and for the heck of doing so. It's what every typical American rapper does."
"Us people? Oh god, don't start! Cause I've seen your "linking park!"
"Obviously you haven't," Ken said lowly.
"Michael, don't start with your childish games!"
Michael looked at Yolei, "no see, he's wrong!"
"Stop. Please? There is no need to continue. You don't have to prove yourself."
Ken sank in his seat. Ken-0, Willis-167. -,Not like your gothic music. "I don't listen to gothic music."
Michael looked at Ken and smiled, "wow Ken! A new record! It took you five minutes to finally get it!"
Ken stood up and grabbed his book-bag, "I can go home from this crap. I don't need it from you neither," Ken said lowly.
"O-o-o-h, gothic prissy moment watch out!" Michael laughed and looked at the others, who looked at him disgusted, even Yolei. "Look, man," Michael said as he sighed, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend your people."
Ken continued to walk and opened the door, "leaving so soon?" Mantarou said as he bit into an apple.
"Screw you!" Ken said as he walked out and slammed the door. Ken slammed his fist on the elevator button and leaned against the wall.
"Ken!" Davis yelled as he ran down the hall, "man, don't leave!" Ken ignored him and pressed the elevator button again and again. "We're just joking!"
"Yeah, same here, I was just joking, too!"
"Really?" Davis asked as he cocked his head to the side, startled by Ken's answer.
"No, I meant every word that I said, just like Michael."
"He didn't mean anything! We all know that there is some stupid game that you two find joy in playing, but can we put it aside for one day of fun?"
Ken sighed as the elevator door opened. "Davis, I'll go, okay?"
"Really?"
"As long as Michael isn't going to be there, I'll stay." Ken stepped onto the elevator and pressed the close door button.
Davis sighed and walked back. Never will he understand this stupid game between Michael and Ken. How can a person Fight over a girl like that?
"Well?" Yolei asked as Davis opened the door.
"He said that if Michael is going to be here, then he isn't!"
"That is so Ken!" Yolei said as she threw up her hands, "can't we spend just one afternoon together without a fight?"
"Can't we all get here without us fighting is more like it," Michael said lowly.
"No, that isn't so Ken! That is so you two! You guys are just ... just .. Just ass-holes to Ken!"
"So, what?! Should we bend head over heals for him? No! Just because his father died doesn't mean that he should be treated different!"
"ARE YOU LISTENING TO YOURSELF?" Davis yelled. "Why don't you repeat what you just said in your mind! Once you are done, call Ken and apologize!"
"Wow, Davis, that was so ...logical." Davis ignored Kari and grabbed his coat and left.
"Two down, four to go," Mantarou said sarcastically. "You sure are on a role."
"GET OUT!"
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Books banged as they were thrown in, "Good game Ichijouji! You really creamed Odiaba! The look on Davis's face was so funny! Can't wait till the next one!"
Ken looked up at the student that ran to the stairs and down to whatever class he was going to be late for. He turned into 309. The students were all talking; the occasional pair flirted behind him. Ken smoothed his black uniform as he sits down in the front. Each grade section would get a different color. Blue for 1-6; grey for 7-9; and Black for 9+.
"Okay, class, sit down, and shut up!" the overweight teacher said as he entered. Everyone laughed, except him and another student, who never really finds the teacher's behavior funny. "Today Dr. Kido is coming and is going to talk about heath and stuff. So clear your desk and given him your respect!"
Ken pushed his books off his desk and let them fall onto his book bag. Yesterday, the principal talked about rules and regulations, now, the stupid school nurse was going to teach them about health.
Ken ran his pen along the engraved name on his desk as the male nurse raved on and on about health issues, and how they could be avoided. Like he didn't know that if you fall and scrap your knee that you should properly clean it and all that crap. He never went to the digital world to destroy/save it.
Ken's pen was taken out of his hand and he looked up at the nurse, "Pens, as they may seem, have a sharp point!"
Ken rolled his eyes as the male nurse put the pen down and continued to talk about safety issues. Right now, the sharp pen was looking really good. A quick jab into his wrist would be more then enough to send him down to the nurse–crap. Maybe if he– no–what if–guess not–what about–too risky.
The bell rang and Ken jumped up, "Oh, shoot! I had more!" the nurse said as he walked out to the crowded hallway. Ken walked down the stairwell and looked out the window, some students poured like water onto the lawn and street, like they did every day; The vice principal would yell at the one's that fought, like he did every day; Ken would walk to the bus numbered 67, like he did every day.
As the bus attendant counted heads, Ken took out his CD player and book. "Whatcha reading?" a student from behind asked nosily. Ken held up the book labeled "Cut." "What is it about?" she asked. Ken looked at the girl and back down at the book.
"This girl has cut-syndrome, and she has to go to a rehab or something."
"Oh! Does she die?"
Ken shrugged and started his cd player. "If I knew that, would I really be reading the story?"
The girl gave a snobby look and sat correctly in her chair. Ken felt a vibration from his bookbag and took out his d-terminal. He quickly read over it. It was Davis, again. Yolei's. 4:00. Long time. Misses.
Ken threw his d-terminal back into his bag and looked back at his book.
~!~
Davis jumped up and down to drain the energy that he had to spare. The day was finally over and he was to meet at Yolei's house with the others. Hopefully all of them will be there. Normally Cody has practice, T.K. has practice, Kari has other friends, Ken has no interest, and Yolei doesn't bother now that she has a boyfriend.
Davis knocked on the door numbered 652 that was Yolei's apartment, above T.K.'s next to Cody's. After a short wait the door opened and it was Mantarou, "it's Davis."
"No kidding?" Davis said as he sarcastically looked around. Mantarou did this every time anyone came to the door.
"Yolei's in her room with Kari and Michael."
"Okie-doke!" Davis said as Mantarou stepped aside. Michael, Yolei's boyfriend. Ken doesn't like him, he never says it, but Davis knows it! Ken normally talks his head off around them, but not around Michael. But maybe it was the Accident? He hasn't said much since then.
"Hey!" Davis said as he opened the door. Yolei and Michael were in there "talking", as Yolei would say sometimes, really close and really long.
"Davis!" Yolei exclaimed as she jumped back, "I didn't here you come in!"
"Neither did I," Michael said as he kept his eyes on the ground.
"Would you like me to go back out and do it again?" Yolei looked at Davis with an angry glare. How she hated Davis's constant sarcasm!
"Yolei! Your little Goth is here!" Mantarou yelled.
Yolei looked at Davis, "who?"
Ken opened the door and looked around at everyone standing, "did I interrupt anything?"
"No! Come in! Come in!" Yolei said as she pulled on Ken's arm. "How's life going for you?"
Ken looked at Yolei, then at the new decorations on the wall, "I guess it could be better," he replied softly. Ken hated on how Yolei defaced her wall like that. Her parents would pay good money for the apartment, and she goes and ruins the walls. "You like Hillary Duff?"
"How'd you know?"
Ken pointed at the poster(s) at the wall.
"Yeah, 'bout that, I got it at Barns~n~Nobles."
"We got it at Barns~n~Nobles," Michael said as he gently grabbed Yolei's hand. Yolei smiled and looked at Michael.
Davis turned around and playfully stuck a finger in his throat. Ken looked at Davis then at Michael. Michael doesn't love her. It's just a stupid crush, just one of those things that you only do to brag about later.
"We're just waiting for Cody, T.K. and the others!" She informed Ken. "Wanna watch some t.v. while we wait?
"We can't leave without the others so, why not!" Kari said.
Yolei and everybody took a short walk to the living room and Yolei flicked on the television.
"That's despicable. Showing women off like that."
"What's wrong with it?" Michael snorted, "not like your gothic music?"
Yolei gave Michael the look. The look as in if he doesn't stop now, g-o-o-d--b-y-e!
"No, it's just, you people show off women's bodies to sell records, and for the heck of doing so. It's what every typical American rapper does."
"Us people? Oh god, don't start! Cause I've seen your "linking park!"
"Obviously you haven't," Ken said lowly.
"Michael, don't start with your childish games!"
Michael looked at Yolei, "no see, he's wrong!"
"Stop. Please? There is no need to continue. You don't have to prove yourself."
Ken sank in his seat. Ken-0, Willis-167. -,Not like your gothic music. "I don't listen to gothic music."
Michael looked at Ken and smiled, "wow Ken! A new record! It took you five minutes to finally get it!"
Ken stood up and grabbed his book-bag, "I can go home from this crap. I don't need it from you neither," Ken said lowly.
"O-o-o-h, gothic prissy moment watch out!" Michael laughed and looked at the others, who looked at him disgusted, even Yolei. "Look, man," Michael said as he sighed, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend your people."
Ken continued to walk and opened the door, "leaving so soon?" Mantarou said as he bit into an apple.
"Screw you!" Ken said as he walked out and slammed the door. Ken slammed his fist on the elevator button and leaned against the wall.
"Ken!" Davis yelled as he ran down the hall, "man, don't leave!" Ken ignored him and pressed the elevator button again and again. "We're just joking!"
"Yeah, same here, I was just joking, too!"
"Really?" Davis asked as he cocked his head to the side, startled by Ken's answer.
"No, I meant every word that I said, just like Michael."
"He didn't mean anything! We all know that there is some stupid game that you two find joy in playing, but can we put it aside for one day of fun?"
Ken sighed as the elevator door opened. "Davis, I'll go, okay?"
"Really?"
"As long as Michael isn't going to be there, I'll stay." Ken stepped onto the elevator and pressed the close door button.
Davis sighed and walked back. Never will he understand this stupid game between Michael and Ken. How can a person Fight over a girl like that?
"Well?" Yolei asked as Davis opened the door.
"He said that if Michael is going to be here, then he isn't!"
"That is so Ken!" Yolei said as she threw up her hands, "can't we spend just one afternoon together without a fight?"
"Can't we all get here without us fighting is more like it," Michael said lowly.
"No, that isn't so Ken! That is so you two! You guys are just ... just .. Just ass-holes to Ken!"
"So, what?! Should we bend head over heals for him? No! Just because his father died doesn't mean that he should be treated different!"
"ARE YOU LISTENING TO YOURSELF?" Davis yelled. "Why don't you repeat what you just said in your mind! Once you are done, call Ken and apologize!"
"Wow, Davis, that was so ...logical." Davis ignored Kari and grabbed his coat and left.
"Two down, four to go," Mantarou said sarcastically. "You sure are on a role."
"GET OUT!"
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TBC
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