Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Excuses ❯ Lame Excuses ( Chapter 2 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Disclaimer: Don't own Digimon! I'm very, very poor. My computer's about to
explode. It's very bad.

Note: The sort of sequel to Late Excuses. Everyone seemed to like it, I
enjoyed writing it, so why not make another one? And if this one isn't as good
as the other ones I'll stop. In fact, could someone please tell me if this was
sub-par to the other part? If it's not and you guys want another part your
going to have to request it . . .

And as always . . . DOWN WITH DAVIS BASHING!

********************
Lame Excuses
********************

I'm so stupid. I can't believe I did that. What's wrong with me? I just . . .
walked out. I shouldn't have done it. I have more control than this! The
teacher kept talking about cancer and the odds. Who cares about the odds?!
Odds mean nothing! So I just left . . . but not cause I couldn't handle it. I
just felt sick ya know?

It didn't mean anything.

So here I am, standing here staring at my reflection in the boy's bathroom
mirror. The girl's bathroom has a bigger mirror. I guess they need to fix
their hair. Kari doesn't. Her hair is always perfect. OK, so she doesn't have
that much hair, but what she has is perfect.

I wonder if they'll send anyone in after me. They probably haven't even noticed
that I'm gone. I've always been able to do that, sneak off without anyone
noticing me. It's not a gift, people just don't notice I'm gone. Well, I guess
it can be a blessing sometimes when I want to be gone. It's just that . . . I
guess it's not important.

Who is that in the mirror? It doesn't even look like me anymore. He's always
so happy . . . but I have to be happy right? It's my job. I'm morale guy. It's
the only thing I have. Without it I'm noth--

. . . Never mind.

I wonder why people don't like him. What's wrong with him? He's friendly and
athletic. He tries to get along with everyone. What's wrong? Maybe it's
something on the outside that's wrong.

Is it my hair? People say it looks like Tai's. I always thought it was a
complement . . . Maybe . . . maybe it wasn't? But Tai's a cool guy!

Why are my eyes watery?

Does Kari see her brother every time she looks at me? Is that why she doesn't
like me? . . . To her it would be like kissing her brother . . . ARGH! That has
to be it! . . . Oh man. I didn't do it on purpose. It just happened that way.
I already had the goggles . . . then Tai gave me his. I thought they were . . .
I dunno. Better than a crest? Like a medal of honor.

But it's not _MY_ medal of honor is it?

I slowly slid the goggles from my forehead and held them in my hand.

They're Tai's and I don't need Tai's honor. I'll get my own honor! I'm not
some copy . . . I'm . . . I'm not! Right? . . . Yeah. Does Kari see me that
way? No! I know she doesn't! The others might . . . so what? Who cares what
the others think! I don't. Not a bit.

Is it my eyes? My clothes?

But, I can't help think about all the other kids that were in my place right now
and their mom died anyway. I'm special, though. That's what being a
digidestined is right? That I'm special?

Stupid tears! Stop crying stupid! Stop!

I shouldn't have had Ken over the other day. It was hard on mom. She was
feeling better that day and had wanted him to come . . . but . . . I dunno.
It's hard for her to pretend. I hate pretending. Anyway, next time I'll just
go over Ken's house instead. It always seems to make his mom so happy. Last
time, she kept coming in and trying to feed us muffins. I really didn't want
any, but she looked so happy every time I took one. Heh, you'd think she'd be
worried after I ate seven or eight muffins . . . but no . . .

If I ever see a banana nut muffin again, I'll scream.

Ken's got nice family. Nice mom, nice dad . . . lotsa nice people there.
They've been through a lot. It must have been hard to lose a sibling. I dunno,
if I would miss Jun or not. Horrible huh? Oh well, she's been gone for a long
time now. The hair-spray has seeped into her brain. Or it could be the cancer
thing, but I like thinking it's hair-spray. I guess I would miss Jun. I
wouldn't miss the make-up all over the sink . . . or the 'let's have a sleep-
over and then have my friends put shaving cream all over my brother while he's
sleeping' thing . . .

I don't want to wish her dead or anything. Mom and Dad don't need that. They'd
brake into smaller pieces . . . They always did like Jun better.

But that stuff's not important! 'Cause I'm the leader of the digidestined and
I've got to stay strong!

But how can I stay strong if I've never been strong?

No! I have been strong!

. . . what is strength anyway?

I hate crying . . .

"Hey Davis!"

Oh my god it's TK . . . My favorite bestest friend. Heh, yeah, right. He's got
everything and he doesn't know it . . . my everything.

"Davis are you ok? I saw you leave and when you didn't come back I got
worried." TK walked up to me and looked . . . worried? Yeah, right. The
teacher probably asked him to come. He's got no reason to be worried about me.
He hates me.

. . . well he should hate me.

"Hey TS." Ok, I know his name is TK but it's not as much fun to call him that.
"Uh . . . I remembered I left something in the bathroom." I hate lying too . .
.

"Did you find it?"

"Yeah, but when I did, I realized it was someone else's. Probably never was
mine."

"What?" TK looked confused, which makes sense I guess. This is something he
knows nothing about.

"Here." I handed him my goggles . . . err I mean Tai's goggles and he was all
stunned. Better get this over with quickly. I don't want to hang around here
anymore, especially not with him. "Give this back to Tai for me will ya?"

I grabbed my backpack and started to run out of the room.

"But why? Hey Davis! Hold up!"

"They're too small for me! My head grew too much and I couldn't wear them!" At
least, that wasn't entirely a lie. I was almost out the door. I looked back
and saw TK's face as I jumped through the door.

It was a lame excuse. I don't think he believed me.