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Author's Note: See chapters One or Two.
Rating: T
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TWEET!
TWEET!
TWEET!
Davis grumbled lowly, covering his ears with his large blue pillow. He closed his eyes briefly in peace. Finally, silence.
TWEET!
TWEET!
TWEET!
"SHUT UP! I heard you the first time!" Davis yelled angrily, giving up on any prospect of sleep. The stupid birds outside of his window were making sure of that. He grumbled lowly and threw his pillow halfheartedly at the window. It only made it halfway there, falling to the ground with a low thud.
"Shut up, Davis. Gotta get beauty sleep fo' Matt," his sister slurred loudly in the next room. Davis sighed, rolling his eyes. He sat up quickly in his bed, his dark eyes tracing the mess that was his room.
Davis sighed, getting up to go the kitchen. 'No use being awake if I'm not eating anything,' Davis thought wryly.
"Stupid birds," he stated out loud to himself. He pulled out a box of Lucky Charms and poured himself a heaping bowlful. Davis padded tiredly to the refrigerator, pulling out a nearly empty jug of milk.
Davis dug into his breakfast. "Mmm," he muttered appreciatively. After he was done eating, he placed his bowl into the sink before collapsing onto his coach. He shifted through the channels, settling on an old cartoon he used to watch when he was younger.
His thoughts erratically drifted from the cartoon, settling on his two best friends. "Oh God," he muttered. "Why did I have to act like such an idiot?"
He smirked slightly at himself. "They probably think I'm heartbroken or something stupid like that."
'I don't know why I acted so weird,' he thought truthfully. 'I guess it was just so . . . strange. We've always been friends. All three of us. And now, it's going to be those two . . . and me.' He growled bitterly at the thought of being a third wheel.
Davis closed his eyes briefly, his head churning uncomfortably. "Maybe I should just let them be. For awhile, I mean. Then they won't get mad at me. And I'll be able to figure out why I'm acting so weird," he muttered to himself, glancing back up at the cartoon on the TV.
Eventually, Davis drifted to sleep and a few hours later, he awoke to Jun in the shower.
"Ugh," he murmured, shoving the two throw pillows on either side of his head. His sister walked out of the bathroom, with a towel wrapped around her. She smiled at him.
"And why weren't you sleeping in your bed? Still getting up in the middle of the night to watch cartoons?"
Davis glared at her, rubbing his eyes. "I just couldn't sleep. And then, apparently, I fell asleep."
"Watching cartoons," Jun interjected from the kitchen. Davis slowly sat up, stretching leisurely.
"Yeah, yeah. Watching cartoons. Whatever floats your boat, Jun."
Jun raised an eyebrow. "Floats my boat? I think you've been spending too much time with Dad."
Davis scowled at her. She raised an eyebrow again. He was usually grumpy in the morning, but this was a different level. This was 'if-you-don't-stop-bugging-me-you'll-be-sorry' when most of the time it was just 'I'm tired-leave-me-alone'.
She reluctantly plopped down next to him on the couch, clutching her towel tightly in one hand.
"So . . ." she began.
"So what? Get to the point," Davis snapped, massaging his temple. She grimaced at him and flicked him on the arm with her free hand.
"Hey, don't blame whatever your problem is on me. It's not my fault you're in such a crappy mood, is it?"
". . . No."
"Thought so. I'll be back in a minute. That'll give you some time to think of a lie, 'kay?"
Jun winked at him as she left to get changed. Davis groaned; his sister had an uncanny ability of catching him whenever he lied. It was annoying, but she was pretty good about it. Unless it was something important, she never brought it up or ratted him out to her parent's.
Davis yawned widely, crawling off of the couch. He went to his room to get changed because in 'Jun Speak' a minute was about thirty in normal time. He got changed and was ready to go with a few minutes to spare. Twenty minutes after 'one minute' Jun walked out of her room, looking perky.
"So. What, my dear brother, is bothering you?" She asked as she started a pot of coffee for her mother.
Davis shuddered. "Don't call me 'dear' again, Jun. It reminds me of Great Aunt Mildred."
Jun laughed loudly, like she did most other things. "Fine, fine. But, seriously, what's bothering you?" She questioned as she pulled out a kitchen chair and sat down.
Her younger brother scowled at her, irritated. "I don't know why it concerns you, anyway. We always fight."
"Yeah, we do. But you're still my baby brother, right?"
He nodded, albeit reluctantly.
She looked smug. "Therefore, it concerns me."
"Fine. I just . . . Ken and . . . them . . . together," he muttered, letting his hands fall to his side. Jun sighed and shoved a cup of orange juice at him.
"Let's start from the beginning, Davis."
And Davis did. It came out of his mouth like word vomit. Everything he had been holding in, every strange thought drifting through his head, every raising concern, flew out of his mouth before he had chance to think about it. Jun listened patiently, raising her eyebrows in a few places. When Davis was finally done, Jun was sitting with her arms crossed and a smug smile on her face.
". . . What do you think it means?" Davis finally asked. He didn't like talking to his friends about his problems, so it was plain mortifying that he had just spilled everything to his older sister. Especially since his sister was a particular annoying, stupid breed of sister (at least, most of the time).
Jun continued smirking, "You tell me."
Davis's eyes widened in anger and he ground his teeth together. "If I knew in the first place, I wouldn't have told you anything at all, Jun!" He snapped, his voice getting higher and higher with every word.
Jun's smirk faltered and she looked at her brother with disbelief. "You seriously don't know?"
Davis grimaced at her and shook his head angrily. "NO!"
"Wow . . . I always knew you were thick, but not this thick."
Davis got up quickly, his chair falling to the ground with an angry clatter. "Jun, I swear . . ." He left his thought unfinished, but even Jun could tell her brother was done with her innocent teasing.
"Okay, okay," she defended, holding her hands up. "Do you really want to know?" She added on.
Davis nodded stiffly, afraid that if he spoke, profanities would spill out of his mouth.
"Well," she whispered theatrically, "You . . . like her!"
Davis's face grew red and he spluttered indignantly. "I . . . do . . . NOT!"
Jun shrugged absently. "Whatever you say, little bro. But you do."
"No, I don't - "
"Yes."
"No!"
"Yes."
"Oh, just shut up. You don't know what you're talking about."
Jun shrugged again. "Sure."
Davis glared at her and walked away angrily, grabbing his backpack and slamming the door loudly.
'Jun just divulged a new level of crazy, today,' he thought as he crossed the street. 'There is no way she knows what she's talking about . . . right?'
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Tai whistled happily in the kitchen, whirling around the mess of eggs in the pan. He was originally going to make sunny-side-up eggs, but he settled for scrambled when the yolk broke. Tai had broken one of his most important rules - never get up earlier than you have to - so he could make breakfast for himself and his sister.
"Dam dadi doo," He sang highly, throwing some milk in with the eggs. Though he was sure they wouldn't taste good, he didn't find it in him to care. He was happy. Davis had talked to him, his friends were great, and Sora was . . . Sora.
Kari slouched into the kitchen with tired eyes and mussed hair. She glanced up at Tai sleepily, before plopping down into the kitchen chair. Kari slurred something that Tai didn't catch and put her head in her arms. Tai laughed and scraped the scrambled eggs onto two plates.
"Here you go, sunshine," He said jokingly, sliding her a plate of his scrambled eggs. Kari looked up blearily and made a strange, guttural sound in the back of her throat.
Tai grinned at her. "I'll take that as a thank you, little sister."
"How are you such a morning person? You're already hyper and it's not even a normal hour of the day." Kari raised her eyebrow. "You sure you're not on drugs?"
Kari took a hesitant bite into her brother's cooking and skillfully resisted making a face. She smiled at him and choked down another bite so she wouldn't hurt his feelings.
Tai rolled his eyes. "Of course I'm on drugs. They're called 'Happy Drugs'. You don't get to try them 'till you're thirty," he added on, smirking at her face.
Kari grimaced theatrically. "You're being protective of me over imaginary drugs. Wow, Tai."
Tai glanced at her. "Just being a big brother."
She smiled widely. "I know," she answered softly, continuing to eat his food even though it made her stomach hurt.
Tai grinned and took his first bite of his eggs. He chewed for a minute before making a face and spitting it back out into his napkin. "Eww. How did you eat that, Kari?"
He looked at her in disbelief before walking to the trash can. He scraped his eggs into the trash and tossed his plastic plate into the sink before grabbing a box of cereal.
Kari looked at him and abruptly stopped eating. "If you don't have to eat this, neither do I." Kari made a face at her plate before putting her nearly empty plate into the sink.
"It's your turn to do those," Tai said, glancing up from his cereal.
Kari whirled around with her hands on her hips. "No, it's not. I did them yesterday."
Tai grinned at her with a mouthful of cereal. He dropped his bowl into the sink smugly and turned around. "Gotta go, 'Kar. I'm picking up Sora. Have fun!" He called before slinking out the door.
"Hey! Tai, come back here," Kari yelled indignantly. Kari stood with her hands on her hips for a few minutes, before sighing. She rolled her eyes and muttered as she reluctantly started doing the dishes.
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"Oh. My. GOD! You look so good, Mimi," Jackie squealed appreciatively as Mimi walked into the school. Mimi walked in, arriving fashionably late (or as 'fashionably late' you can possibly arrive at school) wearing designer clothes.
Mimi smiled, flipping her hair back over her shoulder. "Thanks, Jack'. I just got this yesterday. My mom and I visited a family friend, who coincidentally works at a fashion store. He gave it to me for free." Mimi laughed with her friends as they began rambling on about their own clothes.
Mimi zoned out (a useful habit she had picked up over the summer), but continued to laugh at the right times and nodded methodically. It wasn't that she didn't like spending time with her friends; the same topics just got repetitive. Most of her friends were great, but they were always a little dull. 'Not like it used to be,' Mimi thought briefly, before shaking the thoughts out of her head.
She made her way towards the back of the classroom in homeroom, where she and her friend's sat everyday. Mimi doodled on her binder as her friend's shallowly rated guys on their "hotness" and Mimi was skillfully pretending to look interested. Izzy Izumi walked in, a bright smile on his face, and Mimi felt a pang out guilt. She gasped, barely audibly.
Kat, a new girl who had just started to sit with them, looked at Mimi with concern. "Mimi . . . are you okay?"
Mimi smiled at her briefly, "I'm fine. Just a little preoccupied."
"Stop with the big words, Mimi! It makes me feel so dumb," Liz, a feisty redhead, joked.
"Hey, Mr. G!"
Mimi looked up from her friends and smiled brightly at the tall brunette currently trying to high five their teacher.
"Beth!" She said, gesturing towards the back. Beth looked up and smiled back at her.
"Sure, I'll sit with you," Beth responded, answering an unasked question. Beth started walking over and looked at the group of girls surrounding Mimi.
"Over here," she muttered, grabbing Mimi's arm and pulling her to the other side of the room. Mimi's other friends glared at them and Mimi smiled apologetically at them.
"I figured you could use a little time away from your 'girlies'," Beth said, using air quotes.
Mimi laughed lightly, leaning back in her chair. "Thanks, Beth. I mean, I love them, but some days I just want to strangle them."
A condescending laugh snapped Mimi out of her happiness. She turned her head, only to find Matt Ishida smirking at her.
"What's your problem?" Beth asked, before Mimi could get a word out.
Matt threw a glare at Beth, before turning his attention back to Mimi. "Nothing."
Mimi rolled her eyes, "Just leave us alone, Ishida."
"Last name basis, are we?"
She narrowed her eyes. "Yes. Now, go away."
Matt smiled at her. "Of course, Tachikawa. I couldn't stand hearing your annoying, high pitched voice anymore, anyway."
"Ohh, good insult," Mimi said sarcastically, clenching her fists.
"Yeah, well - "
"Ehmm." Mimi and Matt looked up to see their teacher staring at them with amusement.
"If you two are done, I'd like to get some work done."
Mimi nodded, flushing. "Sorry, Mr. G."
Matt nodded at their teacher. "Yeah . . . sorry."
The blonde turned to walk away and Mimi glared at his retreating back. Sometimes, she really hated that boy.
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The bell run, signaling passing period, and the hall filled with students.
Kari ducked under a Senior so she could walk with her boyfriend.
"Please, TK!" She said automatically.
TK rolled his eyes at his girlfriend's bluntness. "Why? Give me one good reason." TK folded his arms comfortably.
Kari scowled at him, but soon changed her tactics. "Because your loving, awesome girlfriend asked you too?" She offered, batting her eyelashes.
"Better reason," TK stated plainly.
Kari pouted. "Why don't you like him, anyway?"
"I didn't say I didn't like him . . . but we have no idea who this kid is! He could be a total jerk. You never know," TK said, shrugging.
Kari rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms. "No, TK. You'll never know unless we try."
TK's defense wavered briefly, but he clamped his jaw shut again, silencing the 'fine' that crept up. "I'm still waiting for that reason."
"Hmm," Kari said, thinking. Her eyes lit up, "Tai likes him! You like Tai! Therefore, you two should get along perfectly." Kari smiled winningly and gazed up at him from underneath her bangs.
"You're reasoning sucks," TK said, rolling his eyes affectionately.
Kari sighed heavily. "But can we at least try?"
"I doubt I'm ever going to like this guy, let alone be friends with him, but I guess . . . it's fine," TK ground out.
Kari smiled brightly. "Great! Can't wait to tell Tai!"
She waved at her boyfriend, pecking him on the cheek briefly, before turning on her heels and walking quickly down the halls.
TK watched her retreating back. "The things I do for that girl," he said happily, shaking his shaggy blonde hair.
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"Woah," Davis breathed, ducking into the girl's bathroom. He ignored their indignant yells of "Pervert!" and slinked out the other entrance/exit. So far, he had been doing a good job of avoiding Ken and Yolei. He knew he was behaving childishly, but Davis had no idea what he was supposed to do. So for now, Davis concluded just to stay as far away from them as possible.
He ran down the hallway, trying to be inconspicuous. Suddenly, he felt a light, firm hand on his shoulder. Davis turned around an excuse already bubbling from his lips.
"I, uh . . . was running 'cause, umm, I had to go . . . to the, err, bathroom and - "
Instead of the balding, jerky teacher he expected to find, his gaze drifted over a short, sturdy brown-haired boy.
The boy smiled. "It's okay. I don't believe you."
Davis's mouth slacked. "Uhh . . .wha? Who are you?"
"Cody Hida. I'm a freshman and a hall monitor."
Davis nodded mutely.
"So . . . do you have a pass?"
Davis shrugged sheepishly. "Technically?"
Cody nodded.
" . . . No," he admitted quietly.
Cody frowned, his forehead creasing.
Davis sighed deeply. "Look . . . can't I just go today? I swear - I swear - that you can get me any other day even if I do have a pass. But I really, really need to cut class today. Please," he begged shamelessly.
Cody's frowned deepened, but he reluctantly nodded. "Fine. Only because I know how you feel. But you owe me two."
Davis nodded while a grin spread across his boyish features. "Deal."
Cody nodded, smiling slightly. "I'll see you later . . . ?"
"Davis," the older boy supplied helpfully.
"Davis," Cody echoed.
Davis nodded, messing up Cody's hair. "See ya, Cody."
The other boy smiled stiffly and turned away. Davis breathed out a sigh of relief and slumped across the blue lockers.
"That was close," he said quietly. A few minutes later, he located a safe spot in the school were he could see other people, but other people couldn't see him. 'I feel like such a creep,' he thought to himself. With nothing else to do, he watched people during passing periods. It was really weird how much you could learn by simply watching. Joe Kido seemed to stumble on his feet - regularly. Matt Ishida charmed his teachers and the hall monitors so he could go to the bathroom and style his hair. Izzy Izumi could run fast if he had the right motivation (like Tai chasing him around). Ken and Yolei were still looking for him. And Kari Kamiya kept glancing around the hallways, as if looking for someone. 'I should try this more often,' Davis thought to himself happily.
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