Sarflame: thanks for your review and for that Jyoumi comment.
Kamiya & Miss Taken: Also thank you for your reviews and I hope I can continue to hold your attention through out the chapters.
Digihope: I too enjoyed season 1 more then the others.
And at last Jyoumi: Once again (since you don't seem to grasp it) I do not care what you think. Why in the world would you think that I would?This is a story and everyone's life will continue. Digimon is not real and my story has no effect on the show. I don't know what your problem is, I'm sure the medical term is just as hard to pronounceas it is to spell but you really need to visit reality once in awhile. You might even enjoy it! Cheers!
I knew it was morning because of the birds whistling, the sunlight shining in my face, the thick dry taste in my mouth…I don't want to get up! What's making me anyhow? I am on vacation! According to all vacation rules to the unemployed high school students, I have to sleep in until noon! It's not noon it's… Ah, there is the clock! Hell it's noon! I placed my hands in front of my face and slowly open my eyes. So far, so good! Slowly I spread my fingers to allow the smallest light through, blinking rapidly as I did so. If you ever woke up with a hang over you will realise that light is your first enemy. Slowly I sat up on the bed, allowing my feet to touch the warm floor. My head felt like it belonged to someone else and I was merely holding it for them. With some difficult, I was manage to actually stand up and take baby steps to the door.
That's when a burp hit me. It came up slowly from my stomach, sticking into my throat before escaping out my mouth in a foul odour. The burning, pukish kind of flavour burp lingered in my mouth as an aftertaste. I bounced towards the bathroom, there was a body lying in my path but I managed to jump over it only to collide into the wall. Pushing myself off the wall in a rebound, I continued to race towards the bathroom. A race against my own stomach. I tripped over a shoe or something similar to a shoe, I wasn't sure if there was nothing attached to it are not. I crawled into a run, slamming against the locked bathroom door.
"I'm in here!" a weary voice said from the other side. It was occupied, so naturally I pounded on the door.
"I need to use the bathroom!" I screamed against the door, still slamming it with my fist.
"You can't when I'm using it! Go down stairs and use that one!" the evil voice said from the other side of my designation. Ah, the down stairs bathroom had a toilet also! I could use that one! I am a genius at times! I went back down the hall remembering to jump over the shoe but I tripped over the body. I crawled over the body and lift its head by the thick hair; it was Tk. Passed out beside the closet. I didn't ponder on his welfare now; I had to use the bathroom! Scrambling up and almost back down on my face, I was able to break free from Tk's corpse and finish my sprint, towards the stairs! Around the corner I raced, sliding in someone else puke, which almost made me hurl right there. I slammed my back against the wall and covered my mouth and nose. Getting my cool back, I took a deep breath with what little air I had cupped into the palm of my hand and jumped over the puke, trying not to see what substance made up the alien blob. I started down the stairs, jumping the last five steps; I turn to use the bathroom beside the staircase. I flung open the door to find Izzy in a very affection embrace with the toliet bowl.
"Sorry…Ta" Izzy started his hacking and a rancid smell filled my precious air, I had to get out of here! I ran towards the only other option, the great out doors. There would be no one to stop me, I will finally get my relief!
"That's really gross," a voice from behind me gagging.
"Excuse me!" I wiped some puke off my face.
"Couldn't you have gone further away from the cabin to…um, do your business?" the voice sighed, "Right off the step, do you know how many people are going to be stepping in that? It's going to attract all kinds of insects and other bacteria. The whole cabin will come down with an illness and before our last week of vacation is over, we all will be too miserable to enjoy it. All stuffed up in out rooms sick and near deathbed, we will hate each other before vacation is through. The bickering will start; the little petty stuff we have been trying so hard to avoid will be constantly brought up. Everyone will feel grumpy and then, after vacation is over…after we are all at home…after we had a week to think about all of this, we will feel guilty. Which then someone will think it would be a really good thing to have another friendly reunion!"
That voice belong to no other then Joe. Joe, the one who didn't but should have, drunk last night. Joe, the one with out the hang over. Joe, the one who didn't race through a hallway of obstacles to reach two, not one but TWO, bathrooms that were occupied just so he could relieve the volcano that lingered in his stomach. No, not Joe but I went through that and I did it with out puking in the hallway as someone else did! I don't think Joe has any idea how fortunate we were that I didn't go inside the cabin!
"I'll cover it up in dirt!" I hissed.
"Whatever," Joe shrugged.
"What do you mean "Whatever?" I'll clean it up; I said I would so I'll do it!" I glared.
"Calm down," Joe shook his head, "You're a grouch with a hang over."
"I do not get grouchy! Matt is grouchy, I am not! Do you know why I am not? Because I am not Matt!" I nodded my head, which hurt like hell.
"Fine!" Joe held up his hands.
"FINE!" I yelled, only to wince and hold my hands to my head.
"Yes, Tai isn't grouchy." I smiled up at my best friend, "He's a drama king when he's sobering up!" Sora smiled down at me. I hate her now. I will hate her until my hangover vanishes. She however does not seem affected by last night alcohol.
I rolled my eyes and went in search of a safe place for my insides to settle. There is was, under the shade tree, the pinic tables! I carefully walked over to the tables, my vision still out of whack made the world feel like I was walking on some kind of sponge. The corner of my eye I caught sight of Sora following behind me.
"Feeling alright?" She asking, taking a seat across from me. I let my head fall hard on my crossed arms.
"Do I look like I'm feeling fine?" I mumbled.
"Just asking…." She said softly.
"Where is your boyfriend?" I peeked at her with one eye.
"Matt?"
"How many boyfriends do you have?" I asked, raising my head up the rest of the way.
"Oh, well he's still in bed, sort of." Sora shrugged.
"Sorta?" I asked.
"He's sleeping under the bed. Don't even ask me why!" Sora glared at me. I kept staring with a smirk on my face. "What?" She glared back at me.
"You know what," I shrugged.
"I can't believe you would think…"
"I don't have to think about it," I held up my hands to ward off the bad vibes, "You totally hog the bed."
"I do not!"
"For someone as small as you are, you give no one else a place to sleep. Some how you end up strenching your arms out to touch each top corner of the bed and then you spread your legs so your feet touch the other corners! You gave the boy no choice but to sleep on the floor!"
"Oh you!" Sora stood up, throwing a stick on top of the table, reasons only she could give. "Go wash your face!" With that she stormed off.
Of course, I knew I had to wash my face. I hadn't even had time to brush my teeth, but I raised my hands to my head and felt something flaky come off the side of my head. Looking down at my fingers I noticed it was dry blood. This means, I was bleeding but why? My memory faded on what exactly happen to make my head bleed.
That's all I have for now. Hope it's enough to keep some of you in tune with the story!