Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ There Was A Digi-Portal In My Closet! ❯ Ripples In the Walls ( Chapter 1 )

"Kelly, you're doing it wrong!" hissed my lab partner as I start tipping the bluish chemicals into the beaker that was half-filled with acid. I glance irritably at her before rolling my eyes.

"I know exactly what I'm going, 'kay?" I grumble. Actually, I have no idea just what the heck I'm doing. I can see why my partner, who I don't even know that well, would be nervous. I mean, I hate science class. I hate it so much that I'm making straight F's, which is quite an eyesore on my report cards when everything else is A's or B's.

"Please," my partner whispered urgently, grabbing a hold of my arm and preventing me from dumping the contents. There is no doubt in my mind that something will go horribly wrong and that maybe the lab table will suddenly blow up. So why am I even taking the risk? It's because I need a freakin' A, that's why!

"Listen," I sigh, turning to my partner and staring into her face. "Let me do this. I know what I'm doing. I promise!"

"But-" she started.

"I mean it! I paid careful attention to the teacher and I even took time to read over the instructions again. Please, I really need to do this. I don't want to fail." I'm such a lair. But a good one sometimes. When she bit her lip and reluctantly removed her hand from my arm, I grin and pour the chemical into the beaker.

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I stare at the floor, my hands clasped together and placed between my legs. Well crap, how very unfortunate, I was right. As I had predicated, the moment that chemical had made contact with the acid it had started to bubble like mad and then exploded, leaving a large black mark on the table and my lab partner unconscious when she had hit the floor.

I'm sitting in my principle's office, awaiting my punishment. I, myself, am hoping it won't be too severe. I'm already in big enough trouble with my mom for my bad grades. Being suspended or worse, being expelled, won't be good.

I glance up when I hear the door creak open and my principle appears in the doorway. No one likes Mr. Warren, especially me.

I got into trouble last year with one of the high school cheerleaders because she got all attitudinal with me when I had accidentally bumped into her in the halls. I mean, I did apologize, but I guess some people are just too stuck up and ignorant to notice it when it's given.

So as the rule goes at my school, if you aren't popular then you're gunna get the punishment, which I did. I got detention for a few days and week's worth of glares and rude comments. You'd think I accidentally pushed her off a cliff or something!

"Miss Kelly McFarn, please, come in." He motioned to the door and I sigh, get up and walk into the small, stuffy office.

"It's nice to see you again," he said, taking a set behind his desk. "You obviously don't think shoving people for no reason at all is enough. So what do you do? You go ahead and try to blow up the whole school!" I roll my eyes and just glare irritably at the bookshelf next to me.

"What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Well, sir," I start, glancing his way, "I didn't try to blow up anything. It was an accident."

"Yes, I'm sure. Just like you accidentally pushed Miss Williams. Kelly, I don't know what provokes you to use such violence-" I make a snorting noise, "-but if this continues I will have no choice but have you suspended from school until you can sort this out. For now I will call your parents up here to take you home, but not before I speak with them about your . . . lack of self-control. You may seat yourself outside."

And that's how it went. I spent the rest of my school hours out on the bench just staring out the window, completely and utterly bored.

I never bother arguing with adults because it's just a waste of my breath and time. They never understand kids even if they had been one at some point in their life. Some kids say that their grandest wish is to grow up and be all bossy and busy.

And I say to them, "Well, that's a stupid way to waste a wish, but hey it's yours to waste. I'd rather wish for something that's worthwhile like going to Disney Land or owning a million bucks, or having an unlimited amount of cheese!"

As I continue to stare out the window, I hear footsteps coming in behind me. I don't bother looking up because the moment they came in I hear the shrill voice of my mother, "Kelly Louise McFarn! What in God's name did you do this time?!"

"Nothing, mom."

"Don't give your mother that, young lady!" I hear my father growl. I roll my eyes toward the ceiling before focusing on a spider web attached to the outside corner of the window. The office door opens again and Mr. Warren pokes his head out.

"Ah, Mr. and Mrs. McFarn. Would you two please step into my office? I'd like to have a few words with you concerning your daughter." The door closes and I heave a heavy sigh.

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I stare out my window for the longest time. I'm currently home, in my bedroom, sulking till my heart's content. I'm sulking because instead of hearing my side of the story again I'm being grounded for two whole months. This includes no TV, no movies, no music, no reading ((unless it's for school)), no video games, and no running around outside. I half expected them to ban me from food, water, and bathroom facility as well.

The sun was basically at its peak of the day so I figure it's about maybe two or three in the afternoon. I heave another sigh and get up from the window and just stand there in the middle of my room wondering what the heck I'm going to do to pass the time.

I decide to rummage around my room, trying to find something entertaining to do and hoping it wasn't on the "You're Grounded From" list.

I first look under my bed and see some interesting things such as a crap load of dirty, and smelly mind you, socks, lots of dust, some homework assignments I didn't do a few years back, and other random objects. While I was at it I made sure there weren't any marrow-sucking monsters with bad breath and glowing red eyes because I don't ever remember stuffing my socks under the bed.

I then check my closet. On the top racks I have a couple of boxes with nothing but my baby stuff in it, T-shirts I had thrown up there because I was obviously too lazy to put them on hangers, and a bed sheet. I get down on my knees and look around on the floor. A pair of roller blades, six pairs of shoes that I never wear, some trash, and another box.

I lift the lid to that box and smile slightly. It was my large collection of Digimon stuff, mainly action figures and cards. I take a deck of cards out and quietly shuffle through them. I must have put them in order of most favorite to least favorite because the first few are my all time favorites: Wizardmon, Gatomon, Veemon, and Myotismon. I pull those from the deck and keep them in hand as I replace the rest.

As I was looking over everything in the box, I suddenly see something out of the corner of my eye. Something was moving in the far corner of my closet. I move in closer to get a better look and nearly freak out when I see the whole corner of the connecting walls and a little of the floor rippling much like water.

"Whoa," I whisper and hurriedly tuck my Digimon cards in my jeans back pocket then directing my full attention on the weird presentation currently going on in my own closet. I reach out cautiously, index finger pointed, to the rippling and lightly touch it only to instantly pull back. When nothing happened, I reach out again and touch it again, sliding my finger then my whole hand through it.

"Awesome," I laugh and find my amusement of sliding my arm in and out of it in wonderment. I just sit there, transfixed by my rippling walls and floor. I then experience a very strong wave of curiosity and daring take over my body and I begin crawling closer and closer to it until I'm able to push my head through.

I jerk back into reality of my closet, eyes wide with amazement before thrusting back through the rippling portal of some kind. No more was I in my closet when I pushed past the rippling barrier, but now I'm in an unknown zone or world.

Blue, green, red, gold, and purple flicker everywhere around me with streams shooting downward. The background was of a light blue and I hear sounds like a phone dialing, an Internet hooking up, static, and other bazaar noises. I was so blinded by awe that I had forgotten where everything was going, which was down, and I crawl forward a little more, bringing in both hands. Instead of feeling something solid I feel air.

"GAH!" I shout in fear as I fall forward and down, pulling myself completely through, then scream, "OH NO!!"