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Well isn't this just the greatest place I've ever been? It's peaceful, quiet, in other words: BORING. My parents and I just moved here and I already hate this place. Can it get anymore dull? Who would want to live here except maybe old-folks. Why did they even bother building a school? How many kids could be living here…4? I even doubt that. This has got to be the most boring place on Earth. Great, my mom is coming. Here comes another lecture about how I should behave at school. I'll just have to block it out again. I've heard this speech for a million times. I wish I knew who my real parents were. Then I could escape from her. I hate being here. I want to go away but I can't. I'm stuck. Oh look, my mom's done. Guess it's time to go to school then. Let's see how many kids really live here. If there are too many of them, they must be boring as well.

I walk towards the school and look around me. There are more kids then I would've ever guessed. I was right about one thing though, they all look boring. The school is pretty big though, but obviously nobody tried to make it look nice. It's just one big block of cement, no paint, just grey. The only difference between this building and a prison, is that a prison has bars.

"I'll see you at half past 3, Aviva." I turn around slightly to see my mother waving and then driving away. Why did she even bother coming? She knew she couldn't stay. Why is she so damn overprotective? I don't think I'll ever understand her.

The school bell ring, but I don't feel like going into that building; I'll have to be with all these boring kids. But my mom would kill me if I don't go. Now I don't really care about hat – I get into fights with her daily - but I don't feel like arguing with her right now. I've done that enough for one day and it's only morning.

After I walk into the school building and enter the classroom, I see the teacher look at me questioningly, as if asking who I am and what I'm doing here. Great, the teachers aren't the smartest people around here.

"I'm the new student. My name is Aviva Milano." Okay, so my voice betrays that I'm bored, but come on. Who really cares about hat.

"So you're Aviva. Welcome to our school in that case." He gives me a lookover and frowns slightly, "Didn't you get your school uniform yet?"

Oh I got that school uniform alright. They expect girls to wear skirts that short? No way, not me. I'm no bimbo that's trying to pick at least two boyfriend's a week. "I did get it, but I prefer that clothes I'm wearing right now. I don't like getting cystitis."

"I'll notify the school board about that but I think you'll have to wear your school uniform tomorrow." He laughs, I just shrug and look around the class, though mentally I'm cursing the schoolboard.

Okay, so let's see. Boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, and boring… Gee, do I detect a pattern here? I there not one student in this class that looks even slightly interesting? Come on… there! Those don't look boring. Wait a sec… aren't those the Bladebreakers? Wow, didn't know they went to school here. Well maybe they'll liven up the place a little ne?

Anyway, the teacher introduces me and points at a desk for me to sit at. Yay, now everyone is staring at me. Isn't that just great? Yeah, my thoughts exactly. Haven't these people ever seen someone in normal clothes?

Kai's POV:

Damn it, Tyson's bugging me again. Now what was the teacher saying? Oh yeah, new student. Damn Tyson for talking so much. Okay, now let's see. Black worn out denims, dark blue t-shirt, black boots, long blonde hair that almost looks white, slightly muscular, and curves that still need to grow a bit. Not bad, and she has to guts not to wear the school uniform… now why does she look faintly familiar? Oh well, maybe I've seen her at a tournament or something.

It's easy to see she's bored and doesn't want to be here. I can relate to that. This is one boring Hellhole and there's no way to escape it.

"So we can skip training today, Kai?" I hear Tyson ask hopefully. What? Did I block him out again without even realizing it? I really got to stop doing that. And no training? I don't think so.

"No, of course not." I reply annoyed. I look aside to see Tyson's face falter, the hope that had been shining in his eyes disappearing.

"But why didn't you answer the first time I asked you then I already had my hopes up." Okay, now Tyson's pouting. Does he really think that'll work on me? No chance.

"Because I wasn't paying attention to you." I reply simply, mentally smirking as Tyson throws an annoyed glare my way.

"Why don't you give us a day off?" Max wines, half slumped over his desk as if he's overly tired and just ran the marathon. Tsk, I guess he didn't get his sugar this morning.

"Because you don't want to make up for it during the next training." Ghe, that shut them up, though now they're both sulking. Oh well, not my problem.

I look at the new girl again. Why does she seem so familiar? I see her glancing at us. Guess we're the most interesting people around.

I start working on the assignments the teacher gave us. Tyson and Max are still wining so I just block them out… again. I don't feel like having a lot of homework and they're distracting me, so I don't really have a choice if I want to train with Dranzer.

The school day goes by pretty fast. Aviva is in a lot of my classes and keeps glancing at me. Maybe she recognizes me as well or something? Tyson and Max are still wining the training too. I think I'm going to let them run a few extra laps. Now it would be funny to see their faces as soon as I tell them that.

After school, my cell phone rings. Great, who could that be? Let's see, who's the most annoying old guy that keeps calling me about tournaments and new rules I don't like? Oh yeah, Mister Dickinson of couse.

"Hello, this is Kai."

-"Hello Kai. I have some news for you."- See? I should be a psychic I tell you. It's Dickinson. Now why would he be calling. He already told me about the rules for the latest tournament, and the only other reason he calls is if…

"What did Tyson do this time?" I groan and shoot a glare at Tyson who doen't even notice and happily continues to talk to Max. Oh he's so going to be running extra laps.

-"Nothing. Tyson isn't the only reason I call."- Damn, and I was actually looking forward to letting Tyson run so much. Well at least this means it won't cost me any more money like it usually does.

"Most of the time it is. What's the news?"

-"There's been a slight change of plans. In the upcoming tournaments, teams of 5 are required so you'll have to find a new member."- No. Way.

"You've got to be kidding me," I groan, "Don't do this to me."

-"I'm sorry Kai but if you want to enter then you need a fifth member. I have to go now. Bye."- Coward, doesn't stick around long enough for me to comment any further. This is one of the reasons why I dislike the old guy so much.

"Who was that Kai?" I look aside to see Ray looking at me questioningly, before glancing at the phone still in my hand. I sigh.

"Mr Dickinson. He just told me that we need a fifth blader to compete in the upcoming tournament." Maybe we can just not enter and see what happens next time?

"So we need to find a suitable blader in how many days?" His face is already in a scowl. Good, he can help me kill Dickinson.

"Two weeks," I sigh, "we're never going to find a good blader in that time." I rub my temple to stop the headache that's alreasy coming. Why, why me?

"Come on Kai. Look at it on the bright side?" Ghe, he looks desperate himself and he's telling me to look at it from the bright side?

"What bright side." I stuff my phone back into my pocket.

"We have a change to find a new blader." I think he just made that up, because he certainly hadn't thought of that when when he told me to look at it from the 'bright side'.

"We're doomed." Ray nods and looks at the ground. Good, another point he agrees on with me.

We walk towards the place we always train and the others follow. It's not far from school and in a forest. Almost nobody comes here so it's perfect for training.

"Okay Ray, 30 laps. Tyson, Max, 50 laps." Oh look at Tyson's face. Priceless. If I only had a camera right now.

"What?! Why do Max and I have to run more than Ray!" Tyson exclaims. He really is amusing when his temper kicks in like this.

"Because he didn't whine and you and Max did," I say simply, "now run!"

I see Tyson and Max sigh in agrivation but they start running nonetheless. Ray smirks at them and starts running as well, obviously also amused at Tyswon's temper. I'm surpised he didn't start throwing a tantrum about it though; he usually does.

I look around me and notice someone blading not too far from here. It's a girl with blonde hair that looks like it's white; Aviva. I decide to watch her for a while since Tyson will need quite some time before he's done, and I prefer to train along anyway.

Aviva's quite the blader. She trains the same way I do when I'm not around my team; very intense and completely focussed. She hasn't even noticed that I've been watching her the entire time, while most would've sensed that by now.

"What are you looking at Kai?" I point to Aviva as I hear Ray's voice, and he walks over to me to see what I'm pointing at. His gaze stays on her in interest as she continues, still not aware that people are watching her.

"You already done running." I mutter, my eyes never leaving Aviva.

"Yes."

"Are Tyson and Max done?" I finally glance aside to see Ray smirk. SO he finds Tyson and Max' torture amising too huh.

"No. They're halfway." He chuckles, his smirk only widening.

We watch Aviva train until Tyson and Max are done. They're totally exhausted and panting heavily. Ghe ghe, that'll teach them. We start blading against each other and after a while, I see Aviva watching us. Tyson notices her as well and of course thinks she's a spy or something. He always overreacts when it comes to this sort of things… actually, he overreacts in general.

"What are you looking at!" Temper tantrum here we come. Tyson's already glaring and she hasn't even said a word yet

"You," she says calmly, her ice-blue eyes not batraying any emotion.

"Why?!" We're getting closer people, only a little push more and he'll start yelling.

"Because I like to see people blade," she says, "especially when they're messing up." Well, that was a bigger push than necessary, and sh4e's really must taunting him, but oh well.

"I'M NOT MESSING UP!" Tyson yells, stepping forward and trying to look menacing… which isn't really working for him at the moment.

"Funny how you know I was talking about you." Oh she's good, and Tyson's temper is only rising more. Well I better stop before he shoots Dragoon at her head. Besides, I want to see how good she really is.

"Want to prove that." She looks at me before giving me a proper look-over.

"I was kind of hoping he would take my challenge." She glancing at Tyson, who looks utterly confused now. Well at least he won't shoot a beyblade at her now.

"You were… challenging me?" Seriously, his look is priceless. I really have to start carrying a camera with me for moments like this.

"How dumb is he?" Aviva asks sweat dropping, shaking her head slightly as she stares at Tyson in disbelief.

"On a scale from 1 to 10… 12." I glance at Tyson with a smirk on my face, to see that his temper has returned in no time. Good.

"KAI!" I feel my smirk widen.

"Since he didn't get that I was challenging him and you did, I guess I'll have to blade with you." Aviva sighs overdramatically, "The sacrifices I must make just because some people lost their brain."

"Fine with me. I saw you blade and I think you'll make a better challenge than Tyson." Hmm… now that was meant so Tyson wouldn't start yelling at her… I think now he'll start yelling at me though. Let's see.

Ghe, Tyson's head is as red as a beet from anger, and I think it might just explode. It really is a lot of fun to mock the guy, and easy at that too. Well at least he's not yelling, which means I can start blading without having to deal with him first. That's the downside to his temper; once it starts, it's not that easy to calm him sown again.

"I'll referee!" Max cheers, running to the bladedish. I think he got his sugar somewhere during the day… uh oh.

"Whatever. 3… 2… 1… Let it rip!" Both blades launch and head for the dish, ready for some action.