Meredith checked over her Live Journal post before she put it up. She clicked the 'Submit' button and waited for the conformation screen to come up. Instead, the screen went black. Great, she thought, what the heck happened? The screen came back up, but it wasn't the page she was hoping for. Instead, a message from Gennai appeared on the screen. She read it and thought, What is the Digital World, Digimon or a Digivice? Sounds like and X-File to me. Wonder if this Gennai character is a government spy. She sat back in her chair.
She couldn't believe it. She shook her head, her shoulder length, curly, black hair moving with her. No; she wouldn't believe it. She decided that the computer had glitched and reached over to turn it off, but he computer was already off. She began to think about what the message could mean. Well, she thought, maybe I shouldn't have dismissed the message so quickly. I mean, Mulder and Scully have dealt with much weirder stuff. She shook her head again. I'm no Mulder or Scully. But, let's see if this check out
Meredith leaned forward and pushed 'D'. the screen wavered and her DigiGear flew out. She held up the D-Terminal to get a better look at it. It was slightly larger than a GameBoy Advance and was more rectangular. It was grey with a cover that took up more than half the device and to the left of that was two large buttons and one small yellow one. She lifted the cover and found a good size screen. That's good. She thought. I would have hated to have to squint to read anything.
"Meredith!" he mom yelled. "This is your last warning! Get to bed now!"
"All right!" she yelled back. "But how am I supposed to go to bed after all this." She mumbled questionably. She got up and put the D-Terminal in her bookbag and clipped her Digivice to the shoulder strap. She turned off the light and layed down. It took her a while to go to sleep and when she did, she was restless. She kept dreaming about alien aircraft and government conspiracies.
Meredith woke with a start and rubbed her eyes. Well, she thought, that's the last time I watch The X-Files right after supper. Guess Mexican food doesn't go well with a flesh-eating woman. She got out of bed and stretched her petit 5'5", 115-pound frame. She went to her closet and packed everything she was told, plus a couple of extras. She packed a water purifier, matches and five flashlights. Never hurts to be prepared. She thought. She zipped up the bag and shoved it into her closet. After closing the door she got ready for school.
Having showered the night before, it didn't take long for her to get ready. She donned a pair of black jeans and a white blouse-shirt. Her black hair went up into a small bun as she looked in her dresser mirror. Her D-Terminal went into her pocketbook and the D-3 was slipped on the shoulder strap. She picked up her key and schoolbooks and left for school.