Title: The Diary Project
Warnings: Respect the rating.
Disclaimer: Don't own it.
IMPORTANT NOTE; READ FIRST: This is only Yamato's half of the story. Reading this document in its entirety will only give you half the story. You must read Taichi's half as well for this story to make sense. "Sparkle Itamashii" is writing Taichi's half of the story- it has the same title as this half.
Day 26 - Wednesday
I absolutely hate school mornings - they're rotten. It's way too early to be thinking about...thinking. How do people expect you to be able to concentrate when it's another three hours before your body declares itself awake?
I so shouldn't have made that bet with Taichi, there's no way I'm going to be waking up on time next week. Come Monday morning he's going to be dragging me out of bed. I don't care, I'll buy him ice-cream just as long as I don't have to remember to get up.
The teacher just finished demonstrating what we're supposed to be doing so I'd better put this away. Taichi'll ask me to explain things in a second and if he sees me writing in a Journal again he's going to be laughing at me for the rest of the day.
I don't know how I managed to bring this thing to school, I bet I'm missing one of my other books instead. It'll probably be my grammar book too since that's the one I'm going to need.
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Yep, missing my grammar book. I had to borrow Taichi's copy.
Class is boring without him. It's boring with him but at least he alleviates it somewhat. Bloody comprehension.
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I feel stupid writing this in the middle of school even if I am pretending to do my work. It's just, every time I reach into my bag to get out my books for the class I pull out this stupid thing.
Here we go, I can write an email to Taichi which he won't check until tonight.
I don't know why he likes doing things like this, he knows he can talk to me in another fifty minutes. Why can't he just wait and tell me when he sees me again rather than sending me an email? Does he really have to talk to me Right Then?
If I don't answer his email though he goes and gets all disappointed so I have to think of something to write to make sure he doesn't get upset. But what am I supposed to say to
'Hey Matt, hope your class isn't as boring as mine. Taichi'
Hey Tai. Yes, my class is just as boring as yours. My teacher has a tremendous amount of nose hair. Yamato.
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Taichi sucks for bailing out of physics. He's taking biology, the stupid twit.
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Takashi is late...half an hour late and Akira is using me as a pillow. He says there's a reason for the chords to be like they are in 'White Light' but he agrees that it sounds pretty terrible. He doesn't want to tell Takashi that though, he thinks he's going to kick up a fuss.
I don't want to go home this afternoon. I'll have three hours by myself before dad manages to get home and that's only if he manages to leave the office when he's supposed to. I don't want to make dinner. I'm sick of cooking. I'm sick of having to think up things to cook because it takes way too much effort when I don't feel like eating any of it anyway.
I want to ring Taichi and ask him if he minds pretending that it's Sunday already. I'm sure he wouldn't, it'd probably make him happy. He wouldn't have to eat what his mum makes then.
I can't though because I have homework and dad wouldn't appreciate having no food. I should start making freezer meals like Yutaka's mum does sometimes.
Speaking of Yutaka's mum, she's brought us afternoon tea and Takashi just walked in the door so we can start practicing in a few minutes.
IMPORTANT NOTE; PLEASE READ: This is only Yamato's half of the story. Reading this document in its entirety will only give you half the story. You must read Taichi's half as well for this story to make sense. "Sparkle Itamashii" is writing Taichi's half of the story- it has the same title as this half.
To read this story as it is supposed to be read, please switch to Sparkle Itamashii's page and read the corresponding chapter of "The Diary Project" there as well. (or if you found her page first, please proceed to the next chapter on her page.)