CorruptedGuil: I'm back! Sorry I haven't added anything for a while. I was busy relaxing at the pool. While you poor saps were stuck waiting for my next piece of art.
Gatomon: Yeah, art. (Rolls eyes)
CorruptedGuil: Watch it, or ill make you do something…FUN (gives Gatomon an evil smile)
Gatomon: Fun?
CorruptedGuil: Yeah, FUN (laughs evilly and walks out of room)
Gatomon: I better see what he's up to. Here's the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon; if I did it would be mostly yaoi.
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Ages:
Davis -16
TK – 16 ½
Everyone else: I DON'T CARE!
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You Think You Know Me
Chapter 1: The Boss Monkey
"Beep Beep Beep Be….." Went the alarm clock, till a very clumsy hand smacked it across the room. The owner of this hand felt quit satisfied with what he had done, and went back to sleep. What he failed to realize was that it was ringing for a purpose. So he didn't notice the glowing numbers on the alarm clock were displaying 7:00, the time he usually got up for school. Who might this kid be, well if the goggles on his head weren't a dead give away, this boy was Davis Motamiya, and boy was he going to be late for school.
(Davis's POV)
I was awoken by the sound of pans banging together in the kitchen. I slowly opened my eyes and looked to my side table for my alarm clock to see what time it was. What puzzled me was the fact it was missing. I sat up straight and looked around my room which, as always, was a mess. I saw my alarm clock in one of the corners. It was smashed to pieces, some how, still showing the numbers 7:30. Realizing what I had done, I smacked myself on the head.
"Not again, with all the money I've spent on alarm clocks I could have bought a sports car."
'Not like I could drive it though.' Suddenly the real problem hit me. 'IM GOING T BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!' I jumped out of bed and mad a mad dash straight for the shower. I took a quick shower and ran half naked to my room, ignoring my sister Jun's cry for me to put on some cloths. I ran to my closet and grabbed the first thing I saw, which to my luck was actually decent. I quickly threw it on and ran to my mirror to comb my hair. After spending a good five minutes trying to tame my mess of hair, I gave up and ran to the kitchen. I grabbed a Pop tart (AN: don't own that) as it came out of the toaster and ran out the door. I could have sworn I heard my mom mutter something about me having to wake up earlier while I was running out the door, but I dismissed this and made my way to school.
(At The School)
When I arrived I noticed that I was the only one still out side. I picked up the pace and hoped I wasn't too late. I slammed the door open, only to see chaos. Every guy in class was going crazy while the girls and our teacher Ms. Haya were cowering in a corner. This didn't really surprise me. You see, lately all the guy in our class, except me, have gone crazy. They're acting like they own the place, and its all because of one person. TK Takashi, or as I like to call him, the boss monkey. Why, because all of the guys in our class do whatever he tells them, and because I like monkeys.
I spot the 'boss monkey' in the back listening to his mp3. He was sitting there watching over the whole mess. I let out an annoyed sigh and start looking for my desk. 'What do you know; he's using it as a foot stool.' I march up to him and look him straight in the eyes, which I notice, are a nice shade of blue, almost like the ocean. I mentally smack myself. 'I'm supposed to be angry at him, not thinking about his eyes.' I bend down to get a better look at the desk, just to make sure it is mine. Sure enough, I see my signature on it.
"Hey TK, get your feet off my desk." I start pulling on the desk but it won't budge. He just looks down at me with a blank look. By this time, I got everyone in the class's attention. I got ready to pull again, but notice TK take his feet off the desk. I had no time to stop myself. I ended up rolling backwards with the desk still in my hands. I land on the other side of the class room, in the same position I was in right before he TK took his feet off, desk and all. I ignore this and pull up a chair to sit at my desk. I barely register the fact that everyone is still watching me. I raise my hand to get the teachers attention.
"Ms. Haya, I didn't understand one of the homework questions.'
"Oh well, let me see." She says while wiping the tears in here eyes.
"This one." I say while pointing at the question.
"Oh that's simple." She says walking up to the board. "All you have to do is.." She never got to finish that sentence, because the guys behind us decided now would be a good time to chuck chalk filled balloons at her, leaving a pile of chalk dust on here head, shoulders, and on here open book. The guys started laughing there heads off. I noticed Ms. Haya was starting to shake.
"Ms. Haya, calm down. You can't let them get to you. They'll just think they won. "
"I know but (sniff) its so hard (sniff)." She said while trying not to cry. Right when I was about to say something else to comfort her, she started crying and ran out the door. 'Man she's sensitive. '
"Look what you guys did now." I said glaring at them. They just kept on laughing. I marched up to TK again.
"What is with you, don't you know when to stop." I said glaring at him. He didn't answer; he just gave me a blank look.
"I've had it with you." I say running out the door after Ms. Haya. 'Oh, he will pay.' I thought while turning the corner. I could hear the guys going crazy again, all the way from here. Little did I know that someone was watching me from down the hall.
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CorruptedGuil: Well there you have it. This is just the first chapter, if you want more then review. No reviews no chapters. Ill also accept constructive criticism
Gatomon: So Read And Review.
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