Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or She's The Man! I only own Sam! This is the last time I'm saying it.
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In Ken's Room
"Hey Ken," Sam said as she walked into his room and sat on the bed
"Hey," He said while packing things in a bag.
"You OK?" Sam asked. "Mimi was looking for you," Sam said in a grim voice and pretended to gag.
"Hmm," Ken said as he continued to pack
"Why do you even date her anyway?" Sam said with a laugh.
"She's hot," Ken said. "It's a guy thing" he said when he saw the look on his sister's face.
"But she's so awful."
Then he threw a bag out the window…
"You know you could use the front door," Sam said as she pointed her thumbs in the direction of the door.
"And Mom can't see me. She thinks I'm staying at Dad's, Dad thinks I'm staying at Mom's. In two days they think I'm going away to school. That is the beauty of divorce." Ken said as he packed his guitar and gets some rope to lower it out the window.
"Where are you going?" Sam asked while playing with her soccer ball.
"London for a couple of weeks." Ken said as he brings his guitar to the window.
"As in, London, England?" Sam asked with emphasis on England.
"Yeah, my band got a slot in a music festival there." Her brother said when he turned around to face her.
"What are you going to do about school?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, I was wondering if you can help me out on that. Could you, like, pretend to be Mom, call Illyria, tell them I'm sick? Like, with something that'll last for 2 weeks? Like… Mad Cow" Ken said as he lowered his instrument.
"Ken, you just got kicked out of Cornwall for skipping this is not exactly the way you want to start out."
"I want to be a musician. OK? Last time I heard, they don't need to know TRIGONOMETRY. Besides, if you want to chase your dreams, sometimes you gotta break the rules, right?" Ken says as he starts to climb out the window.
"Do you know how many bands actually make it to the big time?" Sam asked him
"Probably the same as female soccer players… I will see you in two weeks" Ken said as he left
"KEN." Sam said. Then in a harsh whisper: "KEN!"
She stopped as her mother came up behind her.
"Were you just talking to your brother?" She asked while she had something behind her back.
"No. Yes, on the phone, he's at Dad's" Sam says as she picks up the phone that was hung up and holds it up to her ear. "Bye Dad!" Sam says as she puts the phone back.
"picture this: We're at the country club, they call your name, and you emerge in this." She says as she pulls a very ugly dress from behind her with loads of ruffles. "TA DAH!"
"Ugh. Sorry mom, I have a strict "No Ruffles" policy." Sam said with a disgusted look on her face.
"Sometimes I think you just might as well be your brother." Her mom says as she leaves the room.
Sam walks over to her brother's mirror and pulls off his picture with a smile.
"You know what? If you can't join 'em, beat 'em."