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You Got Mail
CHAPTER ONE
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts/Final Fantasy Series characters so ...yeah =P
Summary:Kairi never liked Sora, the class nerd. One day, she gets an e-mail and she's starting to have a crush on the sender of that e-mail! After sending a couple of e-mails back to each other, they decide to meet each other. What happens when Kairi really finds out who the sender is? [SK]
Warnings:This is SK. Don't like it? Don't read it.
Author's Notes: Lalalaa. I'm bored so I decided to write this =D Hope ya like.
Enjoy! =D
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[Kairi's Point of View]
"Class, what is one million, five hundred eighty-eight thousand, fourty-seven plus five hundred seventy-six thousand, eight hundred seventy-five?" Mrs. Moon, our teacher, asked. The brunette haired boy who sat in front of me, Sora was his name, shot his hand up in the air, waving it like crazy in front of Mrs. Moon.
"Yes, Sora?" she said sweetly. Sweetly? Ha, she's just faking it, for Sora was her favorite student.
"One million, five hundred eighty-eight thousand, fourty-seven plus five hundred seventy-six thousand, eight hundred seventy-five is two million, one hundred sixty-four thousand, nine hundred twenty-two," he replied casually. I raised my eyebrows and smirked. How does he do that? It's like...it's like he's a human calculator!
"Nerd!" I whispered to him.
"Just because I knew the answer and you didn't doesn't mean I'm a nerd," Sora replied, not even turning around to look at me. Pathetic.
"Yeah, sure," I said, rolling my eyes.
School was always like this everyday. Mrs. Moon would ask some random question, Sora would answer correctly, I would call him 'Nerd!' again. I let out a sigh. Boring, yes?
"I will be giving you-ooo-ooo guys a project," Mrs. Moon said. "It will be an essay about the best thing that has ever happened to you-ooo-ooo."
I groaned and stomped my foot on the ground. 'Another essay!? Geez...'
Mrs. Moon handed out papers to us, which explained how to write the essay and the grading rubric. Of course, Moonzilla would give everybody who's not her favorite student B's or a lower grade, depending on how much she liked them. Sora would get an A plus, as usual. No doubt about it.
"Hey, Kairi!" A voice whispered behind me. I turned around, facing the person who spoke to me, Yuffie. She was a good friend of mine.
"Huh? What?" I whispered back.
"What are you gonna write about?"
"Uh...I don't know."
"I'm gonna write about the day Mrs. Moon didn't give us an essay!"
I chuckled as I heard this. Yuffie, Yuffie, Yuffie, another Moonzilla hater.
"Mrs. Moon is going to get mad at you if you do write about that!" I heard Sora say. I turned to face him, giving him a cold glare.
"Nobody was talking to you," I said.
"Yeah! And besides, I have nothing else to write about!" Yuffie said. We both smirked at Sora, who was frowning. Teacher's pet.
"Whatever. I don't care," Sora said, and turned back around to continue his work. Didn't care, eh? And WORK? Well, like he HAD any! He'd always finish his work before everbody else in the whole class. Yuffie and I looked at each other and we began to laugh.
-RRRIIINNNGGG-
'Yes! Saved by the bell!'
I quickly grabbed my book and dumped them into my backpack. I glanced at Sora. He struggled, holding a whole mountain load of useless books that we didn't even need for our homework assignment.
"You're really gonna bring all of those books home!?" I asked.
"Yeah," He replied, and he gave me a strange look, "and you're not?"
"Nooo...why would I?"
He shrugged,"Well, for one thing, you might some of the answers to questions in a book. Oh, and for another, you'll, er, need to study, if you want a decent grade..."
A small smile formed on my face,"Sora, Sora, Sora. I think you take school a little too seriously."
"...Fine, go ahead and get an F. I really don't care about your education. And anyway, it's not like I want to— er, you know what? Nevermind. I'll be going now, see ya."
And with that, he strolled out of the classroom, as if our whole conversation never even happened, and yet it did. I raised an eyebrow, that was so not expected, especially out of him. I shrugged and took my leave.
But I did wonder— what did he mean by "It's not like I want to..."
What was he about to say? I shook my head, shaking off my train of thoughts.
"Nerd..." I muttered under my breath.
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I was walking outside the school entrance until I saw my friend, Selphie, run towards me.
"Kairi!" she yelled, waving her hands up in the air.
"Hey, Selphie!" I greeted her.
"Can you go online today? You know...to talk and stuff!"
"You bet. It's better than doing homework!"
"Awesome! Well, talk to ya later!" Selphie said, and ran off. We talked to each other on TIM, which stood for: "The Instant Messanger", or sent each other e-mails.
I walked home. My hands were in my pockets and I looked down at the ground. I was thinking of Sora, for some reason.
"Damn it, what was he going to say!?..." I said to myself, out loud. What he said did kinda hurt. "Fine, go ahead and get an F." His words rang in my mind.
"Maybe I should study a little more..." Then, I shook my head, gritting my teeth. "No! I'm not gonna turn into a nerd like him!"
Finally, my house came into view just ahead of me. I ran inside, slamming the door shut behind me and I walked into the living room, dumped my backpack on the couch, and went upstairs to my room. I turned on the computer, which was at the corner of the room.
I jumped on my bed, waiting for the computer to sign online. I sighed and turned on the T.V with my remote control. Some stupid kiddie commercial was playing...
"I like ice cream! I like ice cream! How 'bout you? How 'bout you?" The commerical guy sang.
'Oh, crap. It's that stupid ice cream commericial with Roofi.'
"Chocolate, chocolate syrup! Chocolate, chocolate syrup! Gumdrops, too! Gumdrops, too!" Roofi sang.
The commercial stopped and the normal schedualed show played. I glanced at my computer. It was finally online!
I skipped over to the computer and sat down on my rolling chair, the type of chair that spun around. I looked at my TIM buddy list. I had many friends, but not many were online at the moment. I scrolled down the list.
PrInCeSStalkaLOT (Heh...Yuffie. Oh yes, she did talk a lot. Heeheehee...)
CraizeeYetB3auteeful (Rinoa...she's really...fun to talk to, but I didn't feel like talking to her...)
xxxSe1phiexxx (Obviously, this was Selphie.)
Double clicking on Selph's screen name, I sent her an Instant Message.
PaopuPrincess:Hiya, Selph.
xxxSe1phiexxx:Oh, hi :D
PaopuPrincess:So...what's up?
[xxxSe1phiexxx is typing...]
"You Got Mail!" a voice in the computer exclaimed.
PaopuPrincess:BRB
I put an away message and then clicked the little mailbox icon.
New Mail from: NobodysRomeo (at) blah. com
'Weird...I never heard of this person before...'
I clicked 'Read Mail' and a new window opened...
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Author's Notes: Eee O.O Short, Crappy introduction...sorry :(
1.The screen names/e-mail addresses are completely made up
2.Sorry about the Roofi commercial thing...I couldn't resist! And if you're wondering, Roofi is from The Simpsons
3.Disclaimer:I don't own Roofi and I did not write that song
Please tell me your opinion of this story :D Then I'll decide whether or not to make a chapter 2 :3