I'm What?
By theladyknight
Disclaimer: Digimon is not mine!
Inconnu: I'll see what I can do...Jacob will appear a little more in the story, but Sora's character isn't going to react to him the way Anne Hathaway did in the movie! Glad you like it!
Armitage: I think the name's got a ring to it…
Placid Snowflake: greatness, I love that word. LoL. Yeah, I don't even remember why we watched Oprah during religion, but it was really boring. Though it did get us out of taking notes and listening to a lecture…
Blondie121147: I hate little snotty kids too! That kiss seemed to set the little girl straight though. Maybe she should appear more often then Sora and Yama would have to kiss a lot more…
Crazyamzy: Yep, I saw it a couple weeks ago. If you're confused about anything feel free to e-mail me, and I'll attempt to explain it…
Yama-sama: I don't know…hehehe
Chapter 8: Of Girls and Grandmothers
Saturday October 20
Mimi's house
For the second weekend in a row, I am spending the night at someone's house. This time, however, there were a few differences: 1) No guys, unfortunately…2) No snowstorm, and the biggest difference, 3) I am officially Crown Princess of PPI and can't tell anyone. Thankfully we didn't play truth or dare, for more than one reason…
Right now everyone else is sleeping. It's 5:45 in the morning, and Hikari finally fell asleep. I can't sleep again this morning. My friends gave me so much to think about, and I just don't know what to do anymore.
To summarize my day at school: it was uneventful. I sat through class daydreaming about how awful these "lessons" with Grams will be. My biggest concerns are not the whole lessons themselves but my grandmother.
Let me describe Grams: prim, proper, no-nonsense, and downright evil. Okay, maybe evil is exaggerating it just a bit, but I doubt any other teenager has to put up with a grandparent like this. For as long as I can remember, she always has been like this, granted it may have come from her royal upbringing. Still, had she not been born of royal blood, I have to say she'd act like that too.
Grams is just so demanding and always assumes her way is the best way. If something does not happen the way she thinks it should, Grams will throw a huge hissy fit! Bossy doesn't even begin to describe her. Hell, she's the ONLY person who has ever made me cry, contrary to Yamato's belief I cried at his place that one time…
I remember that day very well and it still hurts to think about. I was six years old and had called her Abuelita, the Spanish word for Grandma. Grams got so offended she refused to talk to me the rest of the day. Now, I hate being ignored, and I still do to this day, so I asked her politely, key word being politely, why she wouldn't talk to me.
"Sora Isabel Anamaría Olivarez!" she had exclaimed. "Think before you speak, niña!"
I, being only six years old, didn't know how to respond. "So what should I call you?"
"Grams." She responded. Even now I wonder why she wants me to call her that…it sounds one hell of a lot older than abuelita or abuela.
"Grams, why did you not say Takenouchi when you yelled before?"
She raised her head in an arrogant way. "Ha! You are an Olivarez not a Takenouchi. You should not be going by your mother's name…"
Yeah, that's the thing I despise about Grams the most, she hates my mother. Here's the strange thing about it all: she's never met Mom. It's the whole "your mother is not of royal blood therefore you should be raised by your royal side not common side." Leave it to Grams to think of that.
I think that's why Dad escaped to the US for college in the first place. Grams was demanding him to settle down and find a wife of royal background, not caring if he was in love with her or not. Somehow, though, Dad convinced her to let him go to college here, he met mom, and well, you know how the rest of the story goes. Grams has never approved of the fact my father had a child with a common woman. "It just goes against the way the world works." Grams had said. I'm going to have to work my ass off in order to keep from snapping at some of the comments I know she'll make.
Other than my scary daydreams about how bad lessons with Grams will be, the day was pretty boring. I had a bunch of make-up work, which will come back to haunt me later I'm sure, but other than that, everything was fine. Well, except for the whole Music Appreciation assignment. Mr. R. is making us find a song and interpret the lyrics in a way they apply to our own life. What kind of retarded assignment is that? Thankfully, Yamato has agreed to help me with it. Ah yes, the subject of Yama. He'll be mentioned a lot more in here later I bet…
So after school Hikari and I walked to my house and hung out there until it was time to go. Unfortunately, Mrs. Yagami and my mom were both at work, unable to drive us to Mimi's. I went to my last resort.
Picking up the phone, I hesitantly dialed up Antonio's number. "Holá" the voice boomed.
"Holá Yo!"
"Soy Antonio! Mi nombre no es Yo!" (I am Antonio! My name is not Yo!)
"I get the point. Listen, Antonio," I made a point of saying his name, "can you give my friend and me a ride to someone's house?"
He paused. "Sí, Princesa Sora. I will be at your apartment shortly."
"Adios Antonio." I said as he hung up. Well, I got us a ride though I'm going to have to find someway to explain away the limo and driver to Hikari.
I left a note for mom, reminding her I would be at Mimi's house. She most likely was going out with Mr. R. so I had a strong feeling she may have forgotten.
Hikari and I grabbed our bags—she had brought over her sleeping bag and clothes this morning—and waited outside for Antonio to show up.
Hikari turned to me. "So who's this Antonio guy?"
"Um, he's my dad's driver."
"Driver?" she asked.
"Yeah," I responded, "I told you he was high-up in the government. Heh." She shrugged as my father's limo pulled up in front of us.
Hikari's mouth dropped as Antonio parked the limo and got out to open the door for us. "Wow!"
"Gracias, Yo!" I exclaimed merrily, purposely antagonizing him.
"Me llamo Antonio. How many times must I stress that, Sora Isabel Anamaría Takenouchi Olivarez?" He asked before shutting the door. I rolled my eyes at my younger friend.
"He hates it when I call him that." I explained.
She giggled. "I picked that up. So what's with the name he called you?"
I blushed. "Uh, it's sort of a tradition on Prince Phillipe's Isle." I have to keep all my lies straight so they don't come back to hurt me.
"Okay." She answered a little suspiciously. "This is so cool!"
I nodded. "It's not too bad." We pulled up at Mimi's house shortly and Antonio opened the doors once again.
"Thank you!" Hikari answered graciously.
"Yeah, thanks Yo." He rolled his eyes at my cheeky statement.
He stood close to me and whispered in my ear. "Princesa, I have two things to say. Number one, for nearly the hundredth time, my name is Antonio. And number two: be careful what you say around these girls. From what I picked up in the car, this one with you now is very inquisitive. Remember what your father told you."
"Okay," I replied. "I'm not going to do anything stupid like that."
"Buena." He answered. "Adios. Call me when you need a ride home."
"Mom is going to pick me up, but thanks anyway."
He bowed and got into the limo after setting my bags and Hikari's bags on the ground. "Why did he bow to you?" Hikari asked as Antonio drove off.
"It's a long long long complicated story." I replied. "Believe me, you do not want to know."
"Okay." She responded again. I knew she suspected something. I've really got to think of a better story. We walked to the door and rang the doorbell, waiting for Mimi to answer it.
"Sora! Hikari! Come in; everyone else is already here!" Mimi beamed at us.
Hikari smirked at me as we walked into Mimi's gigantic house and headed into the living room. She was right; the others all were there. Christine was sitting on the sofa, and Miyako was sitting on the recliner.
"Hey you two! It took you long enough!" Christine announced.
Hikari grinned. "Guess what we got to ride in?"
"What?" Miyako asked.
"A limo!" Hikari exclaimed. Oh God, she just had to tell them that. I'm going to have to make up a bunch more lies. They're going to be so mad at me if they ever find out I really am a princess. "It was so awesome. Sora's dad's driver picked us up."
"Your dad has his own driver? How cool!" Christine exclaimed.
"It's nothing to great." I answered as Mimi walked back into the room. "So what do you have planned for tonight, Meems?"
"Well," she began, pulling out a list, "The essentials: girl talk, manicures, pedicures, makeovers, we can watch The Prince and Me (not mine!), and a bunch of other good stuff." Mimi's sleepovers always contain the most girly-girl things you will ever participate in during a lifetime. Don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with looking nice, but I find no fun in sitting around for three hours, comparing shades of eye shadow and lipstick!
This would most likely be a long night.
"I'm going to order a pizza before we get started. Does bacon cheeseburger sound alright with you ladies?" Mimi asked whilepicking up the phone.
"Sure." We all replied. My pink-haired friend dialed the number and ordered a pizza before putting The Prince and Me in the DVD player.
As the opening previews began and Christine began putting silver polish on my nails, someone always does it for me because I refuse to paint my nails otherwise, Miyako sighed.
"What's wrong?" Hikari asked.
Miyako shook her head. "It's nothing. I was just reading the review of this movie and it made me wonder if something like this could ever happen in life. I mean, how cool would it to date a prince or know a princess!"
"It would be great if we actually knew they were royal." Christine answered, not looking up from my nails. "I mean, doesn't the girl in the movie not know the guy she is infatuated with is a prince?"
"True." Hikari answered. "But still, wouldn't that be cool if something like that happened?" The others nodded their heads in agreement. "What do you think, Sora?"
What was I supposed to answer? How can I respond to this question? No, Hikari, it would freaking suck! You would most likely hate me if you found out I am actually a princess but can't tell anyone! "I don't know. I guess it could be good and bad."
"What do you mean?" Christine asked.
"I see where you are coming from." Miyako murmured. "It would be so awesome if I found out one of you was a princess, but I would be really mad if I found out you had been keeping it from me." Miyako, you have no idea how close to the truth you are.
"I would be more than mad; I'd be flat out pissed." Christine said. "Best friends are supposed to tell each other everything. If I was a princess, I would tell all of you right away."
"But what if you couldn't?" I interrupted. "What if you were sworn to secrecy and couldn't tell anyone you were a princess?"
Christine smiled. "I'd do it anyway. But reality strikes everyone, it's not like that will be happening to one of us anytime in the future."
Miyako nodded in response. "I still think it would be awesome. We'd be able to do so much if one of us was royal! Think about all the hot guys we'd get to meet!"
"Yeah, but the only ones our parents would allow us to date would be the rich, snooty, princes and lord-dudes." Hikari answered.
"I don't think so." I replied. "I think there isn't such a distinct social class issue anymore when it comes to dating in a royal sense. True, most royalty carry on their lines by marrying into other upper-class families, but there are some who choose ordinary people to marry." Funny how I'm going against what Grams believes, and she is a dowager princess…
The others looked at me. "It would be cool if something like that happened, Sora, but I bet it wouldn't. It's not like some king or prince is going to come here, fall in love with some woman or end up having a child withthat person, and actually carrying that part of their life into their royal duties."
Obviously there has never been a movie or documentary made about my family.
The doorbell rang, interrupting our heated discussion and causing us to pause the movie. Frankly, I was very glad to stop talking about it. Everything they said caused my heart to sink lower and lower. As much as I want to tell them and a few other people, I cannot reveal I am a princess. And after hearing what my best friends think about something like that, I don't ever want them to know…
The pizza was devoured in a good half an hour and we finished the movie, which I highly recommend. Nothing like a good romance, with an ending that supported my beliefs, to make you feel better.
We all got out our sleeping bags and gathered in a circle around Mimi's bed. "So, ladies, I think it's time for a little girl talk. First off, I want to congratulate Hikari on finally hooking up with Takeru." Mimi exclaimed raising her soda in the air.
Miyako let out a whoop. "Hell yeah! How did it happen, Hikari?"
The younger girl blushed. "It was nothing too fancy, if that's what you all were thinking. Sora, Takeru, Yamato, Taichi, and I all got snowed in at the Ishidas last weekend and were playing a game of truth or dare. Yamato dared Keru to tell me what he really thought of me, and then Taichi dared me to do the same. It was nothing spectacular. Just ask Sora."
"How come you two were at the Ishidas anyway?" Christine asked.
I cleared my throat. "I was helping Takeru study for his algebra test. The others showed up when Yama's cargot stuck, and his place was the closest."
"Yama?" Miyako questioned.
Hikari grinned. "She and Yamato have been spending quite a bit of time together recently.
"It's nothing like that." I responded, knowing what the others were thinking. "We just talk sometimes in the resource room when we have nothing else to do."
"What a load of shit!" Hikari exclaimed. "Takeru told me he was over at your place until 11:30 a few days ago!"
Mimi let out a shriek I'm sure the people downstairs could hear. "What was he doing over there?"
I rolled my eyes and tried to hide my blush. "He was returning some things I had left at his place when we got snowed in. I got sick that night, and he told me he wanted to make sure my mom was home before he left in case I got worse. That's all."
The girls melted. "Aww…that's so romantic!"
"What's so romantic about it?" I countered, though having a hard time believing the defense I was putting up. "He was just being nice."
"Sora," Christine said, waving an arm. "This is the real world. Most guys aren't nice unless they like you."
I rolled my eyes. "Taichi is nice to me, but he doesn't like me like that."
"Didn't he say, though, he would ask you out if there wasn't someone who would beat his ass for doing it?" Hikari asked victoriously.
I glared at the younger girl. Why can't she just leave it alone? "Look, there is nothing going on between Yamato and me. Why don't we talk about a relationship that actually exists, like Miyako and Ken…"
Well we spent the next two hours full of talk about guys. Yamato and my lack of relationship was brought up again. I didn't dare mention the day he brought me to my dad's because my friends would all have heart attacks on the spot if I told them he had kissed me. That would not have gone over well.
But the question remains, what are Yama and I? I still stick with the answer nothing more than friends, but it seems everyone has evidence against us. Could there ever be a future between the two of us? I'm just confusing myself again…
The highlights of the night were by far the prank calls we made to a certain bushy-haired guy. Hikari was up first. She dialed her home number after telling us Taichi was going to be at home watching some movies with friends, and her parents were out for the night. Mimi put it over speakerphone so we could all listen.
"This is Taichi. What's up baby?"
The girls and I all had to cover our mouths with pillows to keep from laughing. "Is your refrigerator running?" Hikari asked disguising her voice.
"One second." Taichi answered. We heard him shout out, "Guys, is my refrigerator running!"
Hikari hung up the phone, and we all burst out in a fit of giggles. "Your brother is too much!" I managed to get out.
"He is such a ham!" Miyako hooted.
Twenty minutes later, we had all regained our composure and were ready to make the next call. This time it was Christine's turn. "Talk to me." Taichi answered the phone.
"Is there a Mister Taichi Yagami there?" Christine asked with a Southern accent.
"Presently present!" he exclaimed. I rolled my eyes. Taichi has got to be one of the funniest people I have ever met!
"I'm with the Walla Walla Washington Window Works Company and was wondering if I could take a little of your time to tell you the wonders of our newest product." Taichi was silent. "Mr. Yagami," she purposely screwed his name up to see his reaction, "are you still there?"
"Yes." He answered. "Windows?"
"I was informed recently that you bought a new apartment for your wife and five kids."
Taichi laughed. "Lady, I think you've got me confused with someone else. I'm not married, and I don't have five kids! Hell, I don't even have enough money to buy a bag of chips! Do you think you could talk to my parents about raising my allowance? How is it fair that my little fourteen-year-old sister gets more money a week than me? It's an OUTRAGE!" He cried, causing Christine to hang up on him.
"You get more money than Taichi?" Mimi asked, wiping a tear away from her eyes.
Hikari stood up and twirled in a circle. "What can I say? The youngest child is the favorite!"
Ten minutes later we decided to make one last prank call to the Yagami house. This time it was my turn. I dialed up the phone number and waited for it to ring.
"Yagamis." A different voice answered.
I gasped. "Yama?"
"Sor—" I cut him off.
"Listen, don't let Taichi know it's me! We're at Mimi's and have been prank calling him over the past hour. Do you want to help us get him once more?"
I could hear the smile in his voice. "Oh sorry, about that. I'd love to help out, Mrs. Yagami. I should have no problem handling that."
"Okay, we'll call back in exactly fifteen minutes. Tell Tai it's his mom, and she's wondering why he didn't want to talk to her now."
"Of course, Mrs. Yagami. Why Taichi's out popping some popcorn right now."
"No I'm not!" we heard in the background, causing us to laugh.
"We'll get him good then. Put it on speaker phone so the rest of you can hear it too."
"Of course Mrs. Yagami. Yes, I am keeping my brother from making out with your daughter at any chance I get." I giggled and saw Hikari blush out of the corner of my eye.
"Save it, Ishida, or I'll sick Melinda on you!" I threatened and heard him gulp.
"Of course, Mrs. Yagami. I'll do whatever you say. Talk to you later."
"Bye." I answered, rolling my eyes. The others all looked at me not understanding the Melinda joke. "Long story." I responded trying not to blush at their knowing smiles.
Fifteen minutes later, we called the Yagamis once again and like Yamato promised, the guys were on speakerphone. Mimi, in a perfect imitation of a TV announcer, informed Taichi he had won this grand prize that was on the back of some candy bar and had to call a number, her telephone number, to pick it up within the next twenty minutes."
Taichi hung up the phone, and we laughed and laughed as he kept calling Mimi's house, and we would each take turns answering the phone. Poor Taichi was so confused. Finally, around the fortieth time he called, Mimi informed him the truth, and we could hear Tai attempting to beat Yamato up in the background.
What a slumber party!
Monday October 21English
I'm SO happy! I feel like I'm floating on a cloud, well sort of.
During fifth period in the resource room, after helping Takeru with his homework, I began to concentrate on my MA homework. What song describes the things going on inside my life? I'm going to have to work on that one.
Yama sat down next to me, and we started brainstorming a list of all sorts of songs. I mentioned once again how much I hate this class and wished it were only a semester long. That's when Yama informed me I could get out of second semester,if I could play an instrument.
See it's part of the curriculum here at Abe Lincoln to have a credit in musical understanding or appreciation. However, you can test out of the class second semester if you can show you know how to play an instrument and have an understanding of the history and type of music associated with that particular instrument.
"How does that help me?" I asked him. "I can't even play a kazoo!"
He ran a hand through his hair. "I could teach you to play guitar if you wanted."
My mouth fell open. "You could?"
"Of course! It'd be no problem."
"Really!" I answered. "Are you sure?"
He smiled at me. "Sure I'm sure! We should get started right away."
"Okay." I replied. "When?"
"I have rehearsal after school today and tomorrow. How about Wednesday?"
"Wednesday…" I paused, "doesn't work. My Grams is flying in, and I have to meet with her everyday after school. It's a long story."
"Oh," Yamato answered. Does he sound depressed? "How long do you have to meet with her?"
"Two hours I think." I replied.
"How does six thirty sound then, at my place?"
I beamed. "That sounds good. Six thirty." I repeated as the bell rang.
"Talk to you tomorrow." He answered, winking at me and waving.
I about danced as I left the room. I get private guitar lessons with Yamato at his apartment! How awesome is that. Now if I only didn't have to have these princess lessons…
A/N: Sorry bout the wait...my computer was supposed to be back two weeks ago but my brother's holding it hostage! Please review! Next chapter will have a list of Sora and Mimi's all time favorite TV shows…let me know what you guys think the best show/shows are…