Alright. Before anything starts, Tysa is the character from the Tyson's Twin universe. Not that you have to read that, just letting you know that she has appeared (and is apparently still appearing). And I don't own any of the Beyblade characters. Just Tysa.
"Tysa, can you join our study group tonight?"
"Sorry, I can't. I promised the decoration committee I'd help them today." Tysa said kindly as she waved to the group.
And then I promised brother I'd help him…she thought. She sighed as she swished her long black hair back. It didn't pay off to be smart sometimes. Or pretty. Especially when what she really wanted was…
"Tysa!" Hilary ran up to her excitedly. "Come on!" she started to drag her friend.
"What--! Where are we going?" Tysa cried.
"Tysa." Her brown haired friend glared at her with red eyes. "We haven't hung out in forever. So, now, we're going to go somewhere tonight."
"Huh?"
"Well, first, we're going to go to the mall. You probably don't have any clubbing clothes…"
"Clubbing! But-but! I promised—"
"Promised, promised, promised! Tysa, the school's not going to hate you if you didn't fulfill one promise!"
"But, Hilary…"
"No, buts!" Hilary shook her head and started to drag Tysa again. "Come on! We're going shopping." Tysa's eyes widened.
"Noooo!"
"How did you get me into this?" Tysa whined as she looked around the darkened club with lights everywhere.
"Oh come on. Have some fun for one night." Hilary told her, leading her to a booth. "You sit here, I'm going to get us some drinks." Tysa nervously slid into the couch as Hilary left. Thinking about it, she really hadn't relaxed lately. Maybe she should loosen up a bit.
"Hey there." Tysa looked up and saw a blue-haired guy about one year older than her. Tysa blushed a bit at the both cute and sexy guy.
"Uh…hi." Tysa answered, then nervously faced her head back to the table.
"Mind if I?" he asked, looking at the space next to her. Without even her answer, he slid in close to her. "So, what's wrong? You come alone?"
"No…um, with a friend."
"Mmmhmm." The boy nodded. "Hey, I know you. Weren't you in the paper for some science project?" Tysa blushed and nodded.
"Er…yeah." She said nervously.
"I never thought someone one so smart can be so pretty up close." He said. Tysa blushed again.
"T-that's what almost everyone says." She admitted. The boy nodded while 'mmmhmm'ing again. After a moment of silence, the music changed to more of a club tune.
"Come on." The boy said, dragging her out the booth.
"What?" Tysa asked, confused. The boy smirked at her.
"Even bookworms need a break."
"Ms. Granger! Wake up!"
"Huh?" Tysa woke up from her desk with a start. "Thirty-five!" The class stared at her.
"Even though that's the right answer, sleeping is something I'd expect from your brother, Tysa." The teacher told her.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Hinisha. I was up all night studying." In a way, this was a half-truth. That boy had gotten Tysa to dance every to every song with him. Hilary had apparently saw the two, and gave Tysa a note she was leaving early. Then, Tysa got home, remembered she had a science test in two days, and started to study, even though it was 2:00 A.M.
"Well, because this never happened before, I suppose I can give you a break this once." Mr. Hinisha said.
"Thank you." Tysa said, concealing a groan.
"Tysa Granger, please report to the office." A secretary's voice sounded on the intercom. Tysa sighed and stood up.
"It's probably just an award or somethin', sis." Tyson whispered as she walked by. Tysa gave her brother a sleepy glance.
"Hello, Tysa." The secretary greeted her as she entered.
"Hi, Ms. Kobayashi." Tysa said sleepily. She opened the door to the principal's office.
"Excuse me, Ms. Tate? You wanted to see me…" Tysa said meekly as she sat down.
"Hold on, Tysa." Ms. Tate said with a phone to her ear. "Yes, I am busy, Mark…here, I'll call you back." Ms. Tate hung up the phone and smiled at Tysa warmly. "Hello, Tysa. So, you know that High School you wanted to go to next year?"
"Suzuki Prep?" Tysa asked for clarity.
"That's right. They read your accomplishments, and are wondering if you want to go for a trial day tomorrow? You don't have to wear their uniform yet." Ms. Tate told her. Tysa nodded, a little to sleepy to answer. "Are you ok? You seem dazed…"
"I'm fine. Really, Ms. Tate." Tysa told her. "I better get back to class." Ms. Tate nodded as Tysa did a sort of waddling out the door.
"Well, Ms. Granger, we will be thrilled to have you as part of our school." The Suzuki Prep principal said as he walked Tysa down a hallway. "Your records say you have a brother…"
"He's not interested." Tysa told him as she looked at the uniforms. They were green. Not that the skirts were bad enough, but the color…
"So, you'll be put into a math class right now. Just move with someone to the next class, and try not to get lost, ok?" the principal smiled. Tysa nodded, even though she had gotten more sleep. She quietly walked into the door. Almost all the desks are filled except for two.
"Oh, you must be Ms. Granger." The teacher said. "Here, that seat's right there is for you." Tysa nodded and looked at the board. "Oh, can you solve it? Considering you're in a previous year you don't have to…"
"Seventy-eight." Tysa answered, looking back at the teacher. The class looked at the younger student.
"That's…correct." The teacher admitted. Tysa nodded and went to a desk. Stares of either anger or amazement followed her as she went to a seat in the back. "Hey, where's Mr. Hiwatari?" the teacher asked.
"He wasn't here yesterday either." A boy said. Tysa sighed. Another class held up by some sort of flunkie.
"I'm right here. Keep your pants on." Tysa turned towards the door. A blue-haired boy walked into the class nonchalantly.
"Yo, Kai, where were you?" one of the boys asked.
"Sleeping." He answered as he moved towards the back. Then he noticed Tysa and smirked. "Looks like I have a bookworm in my desk." He said. Tysa made an embarrassed blush.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know this was yours…"
"Ahh, well." Instead of asking her to get up, he went towards the other empty desk. Tysa shuddered a bit. It was that guy from two days ago.
After the class ended, Tysa followed one of the girls to a reading class. It seemed to go normally.
"Excuse me, Ms. Fujiwara?" a short brown-haired boy entered the classroom. "The principal wishes to see Ms. Granger."
"Ms. Granger? There's no—"
"Um, that's me, Ms. Fujiwara." Tysa said, standing up and walking towards the front.
"Oh. Ok, then." Tysa followed the brown-haired boy.
"Um…I think we just passed the—" Tysa started to say when they turned the corner, then stopped when she saw Kai leaning against a wall.
"Thanks, Wyatt." Kai said. Wyatt smiled and walked off, leaving the two alone in the hallway.
"Um…hey, Kai." Tysa said.
"Yo, bookworm." He said. Tysa started to flare.
"I have a name, you know." Tysa told him. "It's Tysa."
"Tysa, huh?" Kai seemed to think about it. "Eh, I like 'bookworm' better. So, why are you here?"
"I'm thinking about going here next year for my junior year."
"Sophomore?"
"Yes…"
"Hmm. Thought you were older."
"Not sure whether to thank you or to hit you."
"It was a complement on your maturity. Come on." He started to drag Tysa out the building.
"Hey, where are you…"
"I want to get to know you more, bookworm."
"It's Tysa!" she yelled a bit louder. "And, we can't play hooky!"
"Why not?" he asked, giving her an innocent look.
"B-because it's wrong!"
"Listen, Book-Tysa, whatever possessed you to dance with me is going to posses you again to play hooky with me. Noñmnte?" Tysa quickly understood he had a Russian dialect.
"Listen, Kai, I'm not—"
"Welcome to the outside of the school." He said as they walked down the steps.
"K-Kai!" Tysa cried. "Let me go!"
"As soon as we get to a café, Book-Tysa. You like mochas, het?"
"…Lattes." Kai chuckled.
"Just as good."
Yeah...I'd appreciate reviews anytime, considering this is a pretty new story... and if you haven't read it yet, read Tyson's Twin for a better view of Tysa's character. (This Tysa is going to become more and more like that Tysa as the series progresses)
Mizuki Sakura
