Paper Clips

Summary: She knew the team would never last. They were always playing instead of practicing. But she didn't know that the cause of it would be…ugh[pairings inside, OC's included]

Quite a few pairings here: MaxOC
TalaOC
KaiOC
ReiOC
OliverOC

Chapter One: Holding it Together

Cynthia tilted her head and gazed at the now incredibly scribbled on science board. It was the second to last day of her eighth grade school year, and her class decided to celebrate it by drawing on the board. So did the last two classes before her.

"Come on, draw something," Kayla said, handing her a maroon marker.

"I will, once I find room," Cynthia laughed nervously.

Kayla gave a quick grin before taking the eraser and making a large streak on the board.

Cynthia gapped, "That's un-humane."

"Just write something," Kayla shrugged it off.

Cynthia nodded and in large letters wrote: 'I REPRESENT THE UNSALTED PEANUTS!'

It was a school band and beyblade team.
Well…mainly band, they really sucked at beyblading.

"You represent the worst band and beyblading team ever?" Pauline asked, looking at Cynthia's words, "Can't your team beyblade better than them?"

"Probably," Cynthia laughed, "They just need a good coach, that's all."

"Why don't you train them?" Pauline asked.

"You'll train us?!" Sean asked, popping up out of nowhere.

"Um…well…I'm not all that good…" Cynthia said.

"When you shoot, your beyblade makes it into the stadium. Our coach doesn't need to be good, she just needs to be better than us."

Cynthia sighed, "Fine."

The bell rang and everyone rushed out of the classroom to get to their fourth period class. Cynthia strolled into history and took a seat next to her best friend, Brandy.

"Hey," Brandy grinned.

Cynthia smiled back, "Whats up?"

"Well…another wonderful history class," She said sarcastically, "You?"

"I have to work on how the hell I'm going to turn the Unsalted Peanuts into the next World Champs,"

"Are you serious?" Brandy asked, trying not to crack a smile.

"So serious," Cynthia shook her head.

"Good luck," Her friend grinned, patting her on the back.

~*~

Cynthia specifically told everyone to be here at noon on Saturday. She beat it into their heads over and over not to be late, and guess what? Saturday comes, and every one of them is late.

Sean, the team captain ran up to Cynthia panting harshly, "S-sorry, but we ran into a bit of an obstacle,"

Cynthia gave him a questioning look.

"These beybladers insulted our skills," Sean started.

"Who doesn't?" Cynthia interrupted.

Sean gave her a look.

"Okay, sorry, continue,"

"So we tried to fight them, but they creamed us and stole our beyblades,"

"Stole your beyblades?" Cynthia asked a shocked expression on her face.

"Yeah, come on, I'll show you. Leroy is fighting them now, but he won't last long,"

Cynthia followed Sean to the Metropolitan Park and sure enough, Leroy was barely surviving a battle.

Cynthia glared at Leroy's opponent, "Hey! Stop this battle, they're not anywhere near qualified to be battling!"

The girl turned around and gave Cynthia a smirk.

End of Chapter One

But!

I didn't really give any information on Cynthia or any other OC, soooo…here we go.
PROFILES!

Name: Cynthia Roberts
Age: 14
Hair: Long, wavy, black
Eyes: Brown
Team: Feared Bladers
Job: Grocery Store Cashier
Personality: Usually calm, but easily amused and shocked. Sugar makes the world go 'round for this girl, so she's usually munching on something. Hyperactivity seems to attack at random moments, which adds interest in everyone's lives. And did I mention she has a short temper?

Name: Brandy Eggleston
Age: 14
Hair: Short, black
Eyes: Brown
Team: No team—just hangs around the Feared Bladers
Personality: Calm most the time, but will kick anyone's ass that insults her or Cynthia. She's into fighting more than beyblading, but that doesn't mean she can't beyblade. She's a fast reader, but refuses to read anything that seems boring in the first page.

The Unsalted Peanuts
(There really is a group at my school that started a band with this name…)

Name: Sean
Age: 13
Hair: Short, red
Eyes: green
Personality: Pretends to be cool, but he's such a loser. He might try to hit on a girl, but she won't know it because he's really bad at that. He's the lead singer of the band.

Name: Joey
Age: 14
Hair: Curly, poofy, black
Eyes: No one knows, his hair is it the way
Personality: He's pretty cool and can start a conversation with anybody, but the conversation is always short. He doesn't talk when he doesn't have to. He's the guitar player of the band.

Name: Aaron
Age: 14
Hair: Short, black, spiked
Eyes: Dark brown
Personality: He doesn't talk, but he gives great hugs? He's the bass player.

Name: Leroy
Age: 13
Hair: Very short, black
Eyes: Dark brown
Personality: He loves doing things to impress girls and can sweet talk like no one else. He's athletic and has great interpersonal skills. Makes you wonder how he got stuck with this bunch, doesn't it? He's friends with almost everyone but he finds a way to include everyone in a conversation. He's the drummer.