Jashomara- I have a feeling this story is going to be funny! Did you read the summary?
Lady J- Well, they had to have read it, if they're here. So, let the story begin!
Jashomara- Also, this is not yoai! I hope I don't screw this story up like I did some of my other one's.
Summary: This will indeed be the worst month of Tala's life! The BBA is sending him and fourteen other bladers on a camping trip. You may be thinking, 'What's so bad about that?' Well, his mom has decided that she wants to be in his life and is a chaperone! This could also be the trip that everyone finds out his three deepest darkest secrets. And why is Kai being such a meanie head!?
Pairings:
I haven't decided all of them…
Bryan x Ming-Ming (Lady-J- Interesting.)
Ray x Salima (Don't worry, Mariah is cool with it.)
Kai x (I'm not telling you, yet. Mwahahahahahahahahahahahaha.)
Tala x (I'm still not telling you. Also Mwhahahahahahahahahahaha.)
Disclaimer: I don't own beyblade.
Tala's POV
Have you ever been in one of those situations where you just had to ask: what the heck am I doing here? Or, why, out of all people, me? Well, I'm in one of those situations. This is the worse possible thing that could ever happen to me. I want to just get up and run away, but what use is that? I'm stuck here, on this bus, and next stop: Camp Torture.
There I sat looking out of the window at all the parents waving goodbye to their children, how I wish my mom could have been one. The bus was loaded and the suitcases were packed and in the storage area of the bus. My stomach is doing flip-flops. How am I going to get through this? The bus doors had just closed and we are now taking off. There's no turning back now.
A woman that looked in her mid-twenties with long brown hair came and sat in the seat across from Kai and I. Who is this woman, you ask? She's my mother: Jou Ivanov. All these years of thinking I was pure Russian and she appears all of a sudden and tells me I'm half-Black! Not that I have anything against them, seeing as I am now half.
The bus was now down the road away from the school. I just stare blankly out of the window at the yellow marks in the road. The vehicle was going so fast that they looked more like yellow smears. The bus had to be going at least 40 miles per hour. The bus and my mind seemed to be racing each other. My mind was winning…
Why, out of all the times she could have showed up!? Why come when I'm beginning to have a semi, almost, kinda-sorta normal life?! I growled inwardly.
I've only known her for a month and already she's managed to embarrass me in front of Kai! How does she embarrass me in front of someone who knows everything about me!? Think about how she can make me look around people who know close to nothing about me. I want to scream! I should scream! My psychiatrist has told me many times that it's good way to let out my emotions.
My psychiatrist is nice… I thought, almost smiling and thinking of something pleasant likes strawberries… I like strawberries… But like I said, almost. Then I remembered I was mad and snapped out of my happy, dreamlike state.
I then put back on my emotionless mask and continued to glare at things out of the window. We are now on the highway. My only hope is that I would regret this, but somewhere in the pit of my stomach, I know I will. I feel the blood draining out of my face when I look to the left and see my mother conversing with some of my peers.
Hey, somebody behind me just said my name, but by the tone of the person's voice, I can tell I wasn't meant to hear it. I don't care if anyone talks behind my back, and I have no interest in listening. It's just… the person is so loud, I'm sure the person in the back could hear. Tyson… I sneered in my head.
"…Did you even know Tala had a mom? I didn't…" the navy haired boy stated.
"You idiot, everybody has a mom. If they didn't they wouldn't be hear." Came Hilary's voice sounding know-it-all-ish like always. I roll my eyes.
"His mom is pretty." Salima stated from her position beside Ray, her boyfriend. They were sitting in the seat across from Tyson and Hilary. Salima seems so clingy.
"She's nothing like Tala. She's really nice and fun loving. I met her before I came in the bus." Hilary said unaware that she had just made a certain redhead slightly angry, but like I said before, I don't care what people say.
I'm fed up with listening to their little conversation, Kai's writing something on a piece of paper. As I pay attention to the words, I realize that they were the names of the people on the bus. It had them in groups of two according to the person they were sitting by.
Kai and Tala
Tyson and Hilary
Ray and Salima
Moka and Jou (Mariah and Tala's moms.)
Mariah (She had a seat to herself.)
Ming-Ming and Mariam
Robert and Max (He didn't have anyone else to sit with.)
Bryan and Enrique (They strangely became friends over the summer.)
Lee and Julia
That's fifteen teens and two adults. Salima's dad is already at the camp sight waiting for the us. I sigh as looking over to my mother's name. Why me…
I take it, Kai saw my sad expression and decided to comfort me with this, "Hey, there's no use dreading it now." I looked at Kai. "We still got a whole month to go." I just put my head down put his head down, but I know Kai was smirking.
Why did I even think Kai was going to make this better? Since Kai's not going to make me feel better, I'll find some idiot on this bus to amuse me. Ah ha! Enrique and Bryan are making a fool of themselves while trying to impress Mariah, Mariam and Ming-Ming.
Mariah's POV"Hey, ladies," Enrique started. Ming-Ming, Mariam and I glanced at each other before looking at the blond with raised eyebrows. "How about when we get to this camping sight you, me and my best friend, Bryan-"
"O.k. already that sentence sounds wrong." I cut him off and was about to continue when I hear my mother squeal with joy. If you were on a bus with 14 other children and your mother squeals with joy, do you think something good is about to happen? Not with my mama!
Tala's POVI looked over to see my and Mariah's mom looking at… pictures! No, this was not good! Hey, I saw red hair! I was just about to say something when I heard, "Mama!" everybody in the bus turned to see a very angry pink haired girl.
"What did we discuss before we got on the bus?" she crossed her arms. (Hey, that rhymed!)
"No pictures?" Moka smiled sheepishly at her daughter.
"No pictures." The pinkette said calming down.
"These aren't even mine! Their Jou's!" Mariah gave her mom a look as if saying 'yeah, right'. "They are! You just happen to be in it!"
"Oh, and why am I in the picture of someone I've never known?" Mariah and her mom acted like sisters sometimes, except for when Moka got mad and Mariah was in trouble. By now the whole bus was quiet and listening to their conversation… nosy people… I wasn't being nosy, they were talking too loud!
"You did know her. I use to take you over her house all the time when you were little." Mariah still kept that 'yeah right' look. "I did, me and Jou are best friends. Why do you think we both decided to chaperone?"
Whispers started to stir in the bus. The pinkette looked to her best friends whom were laughing at her, then turned back to her mom whom was sitting in front of her. After calming down Mariah got out a book and began to read. She muttered something about the hopelessness of her to try and fight as long as she didn't break out the bare-butt and fur rug pictures, she was o.k. Wait, does my mom have some of those pictures?!
Mariah knew my mom? Weird… "When are we getting to this stupid camp sight?" I asked Kai whom was getting in a comfortable position so he could go to sleep.
The slate hair teen shrugged. "Probably two or three hours." He smirked again when he saw my frown. "Get ready for a long ride mama's boy." Kai sank down in his seat, putting his knees on the back of the seat in front of him and resting his head on my upper arm. Do I smell cigarettes, I glance down at Kai whom all of a sudden looked innocent and shook my head. Na…
Some best friend he is! I shouldn't even let him lay on me. No, better yet, I should push him off the seat! Na… I'm a good best friend, unlike some people… I sigh looking back out of the window. Why couldn't I have just been a cyborg?… he thought closing his eyes and resting his head on the seat…
Tala's Dream/Flashback
A black hair 18-year-old stood with her 3-year-old son bundled up in a fluffy blue jacket in her arms. Her light brown eyes reflected sadness as she waited on the steps of a house. Snow covered the ground making it colder than it already was. To add, a strong wind had just blown by making the teen bounce up and down as if that would make the person open the door. The tears that she recently shed were becoming ice. The new ones were just there to make her face colder.
Her red haired son was screaming at the top of his little lungs and already had a cold. His face was flushed and he squirmed in his mother's arms. The black haired girl was very pleased when her best friend finally opened the door. "Jou! What are you doing here." A pink haired African-Russian (Lady J- Is there such thing as that. I know we have African-Americans because I am one, but are there African-Russians? Hm…) came to the door.
"May I c-come i-n?" Jou could barely get the words out. Her lip trembled due to the coldness. The 17-year-old at the door stepped aside granting Jou entrance. The warm house was pleasing to the body. The pinkette closed the door.
"How's Tala?" she asked.
"He's still sick." Jou said sadly as she put her son, Tala, on the sofa beside a pink haired 2-year old and taking off his heavy jacket. "Moka," the black haired Black-Russian turned to her with teary eyes. "My parents kicked us out." She then let the tears run freely as Moka gave her a comforting hug.
"Why?" the pinkette asked, laying Jou's head on her shoulder.
"They said Tala and I take up too much space and that I should be old enough to take care of myself." She cried.
"Girl, it's o.k. You know you can stay here as long as you want." Jou smiled at her best friend.
"Mou-Mou!" both ladies looked to the pink haired baby on the sofa.
"Hey, Mariah." The black haired teen went over and picked up Mariah, wiping away her tears and putting on a smile.
Tala wined and reached up to his mama with pleading blue eyes like he wanted her to pick him up too. His red hair laid down making him kind of look like a girl. "Is someone jealous?" she smiled and put Mariah back down. As soon as Jou tried to pick him up, he snatched away, hiding his small hands behind him back.
"I don't think he wanted you to pick him up. I think he just wanted you to put his girlfriend down." Moka smiled walking over to the 3-year-old. "Am I right Tala? Is Riah your girl friend?" she said in that voice people use to talk to babies.
Tala giggled and turned away from her like he was embarrassed, when really he didn't know what she was saying. "Riah." The redhead baby said looking at Mariah.
"Birdy!" the baby pinkette yelled bouncing up and nearly hitting Jou in the face with her tiny fists.
"Mariah, say Tala." Jou prompted. "Tala… Tala…"
"Tala!" I open my eyes to see my mom staring down at me with a smile on her face. Kai had just lifted his head up and was now yawning. "Time to get up Tali, we're here!" she announced. That was a weird dream. Gotta remember to tell Kai later. All the other kids were stretching and yawning too.
Good that means no body saw me sleeping. I hate when people see me sleeping. Now, where's that bathroom? Then, getting up, I just happened to look at my arm. Ew… Is that Kai's slob?
Jashomara- So, did you love it? Tell me what you think. If it was o.k. but it could be better tell me and I'll make improvements on the chapter. The first chapter has to be good. So review!
Lady J- Now we're finished making repairs to this chapter. If there is anything else we need to do, just tell us. Review!