A/N: I don't own Digimon, its characters, etc, etc. Also this chapter is kind of short but I have another one coming maybe later today so dont lose hope with me! Hope you enjoy :)
The guidance counselor's office was painted a dull blue, as though the once vibrant color had faded through the years. The door opened up into a room large enough to fit one small desk and two rocks that were disguised as chairs. The computer screen saver, the school logo, moved slowly on the computer monitor, and the posters of esteemed universities were falling down by the corners.
TK had tried to avoid every meeting his guidance counselor had set up for him, specifically because of the room. The guidance counselor herself was nice enough, and TK appreciated how she always got straight to the point.
"So, TK," she started out as soon as he found his seat. "Let me just start off by saying that your grades this quarter are really excellent." TK had barely gotten out his thanks before she marched right into the real business. "All your grades are basically the same, so I can't suggest what you might be better at for a career. Have you had any thoughts?"
Just tell her, its not like anybody else will find out. TK opened his mouth and almost said it; there was a brief moment where he was going to admit to wanting to be a novelist. His mouth had formed the words, when he could feel the hope disappear.
"I - A couple of coaches have approached me about basketball," he switched suddenly. Its a little strange that your realistic plan is a sports career, his mother had said, but he hadn't told her the truth either.
The fact that a career in basketball was a realistic possibility also made TK feel a little bad. There were kids, even in his own school, that were trying and struggling to enter the "safe" areas. His guidance counselor was not even taken back for a second.
"Well, all I'd suggest is to have a back-up plan," she reported. "But as it is my job to speak frankly to you, if you're serious about this professional basketball career, you'll get it. I've seen you play." She spent another five minutes reminding him to keep his grades up and the usual, but TK was not paying much attention. He did notice, however, that the pass she gave him had the time 10 minutes late. She was giving him ten minutes, enough to miss the rest of his algebra class.
He wandered aimlessly in the hallway, and out of boredom tried to avoid stepping on the cracks separating the tan tiles on the floor. He was doing well, but landed awkwardly on his left foot and quickly repositioned himself in time to catch sight of a shadow racing down the corridor. Without even a second hesitation, he raced in the direction of the apparition.
"Who was that?" he shouted. "Show yourself!" He kept running until he reached the end of the hallway. He could either go up the stairs or down, and he kept demanding to know who it was. Before he could make a decision, he heard something.
"TK what are you doing?" Cody asked. TK turned around in surprise.
"Cody?" He asked, shocked. "What are you doing here?"
"Well, I do go to school here," Cody said. "And this is my grade's side of the building." TK turned again and saw that Cody was right; TK had chased the shadow across the entire school.
"Were you chasing the shadow?" Cody asked. TK was surprised for the third time in a row.
"You saw it too?" TK asked. "Do you think it was a person?" Cody's thoughtful eyes narrowed.
"As opposed to a digimon?" he asked. "I'm not sure. It look humanoid, but we have seen plenty of human looking digimon. Its always a possibility." TK nodded.
Still feeling like he was being watched, TK walked with Cody back towards the classrooms.