It was 7.30 in the morning, and the blue haired teenager had just rolled out of bed. She was sitting on the couch in the wife beater singlet she'd fallen asleep in and her faded black jeans. She ate her breakfast, watching the TV intensely. It was morning, time for Beyblade. It was the half an hour of the day the TV belonged completely to her and she enjoyed it. Aurora turned where she heard a knock at the door and sighed exasperatedly. Whoever they were, they weren't wanted at the moment.

"Go away!" She called out

"Rory, it's me, let me in dickhead." A girl's voice called from the porch

"I'll let you in at the commercial Lei"

"Oh for Christ's sake!" said Leila angrily.

Rory smirked. Leila would be fuming when she opened the door. Beyblade cut to a commercial and Rory bounced over to the door, "Morning!" she said, perfectly cheery now.

"I'll give you morning!" snapped Leila, "Are you even dressed yet?"
"Well, sort of?" said Rory, quite weakly.

"Hurry up and get dressed so we can leave for school," Said Leila, sounding tired as flopped out onto the couch, "If we're late again, we're going to have to do another detention"

"How many have we had this term?" called Rory, as she ran down the hallway to her room

"Six, is it now?"

"I was under the impression is it was seven," said Rory, grinning like a Cheshire cat and pulling on a top she'd ordered on the internet that had a little robot on it dressed as an Amish man with a little speech bubble coming out of his mouth saying "I hate myself". It never failed to amuse Leila.

"So, can we go now?" said Leila, making to get up

"After Beyblade finishes," said Rory, sinking into the couch next to Leila

"This is a kid's show, you realise that right, Rory?"

"That's rich coming from someone who watches Dragon Ball Z daily."

Lei smirked, "Shut up."

"That's what I thought," said Rory, smirking too.

Eventually, Beyblade finished and girls began to walk to school. They weren't exactly 'cool', but they worst the biggest losers ever either. Aurora Manning was constantly away with the fairies (or the beyblades) and was forever lost in her own imaginary world. No matter where she was, or who she was with, she was thinking of ways to escape reality. In her personal opinion, it was all too boring! Aurora was a hyperactive thing, with dark blue hair and a dreamer's expression. Her green/grey eyes were those of someone with alot of thoughts, which she usually had no trouble with voicing. She was vocal, arty and generally a happy-go-lucky kind of girl, despite her troubles. Her best friend was very different. Leila Freynite was always down to earth and serious, no matter what situation. She generally kept to herself. Many people would describe her as tempestuous. She kept her thick black hair pulled into a ponytail, letting bangs escape to fall into her purple eyes. She had a very prominent sarcastic streak, and could make just about anyone laugh. She was gentle and more open when alone with Rory, but to everyone else, she was an enigma. The girls had grown up next door to one another, and were more like sisters than friends.

As they walked into the school, people waved at Rory and she waved back. Leila had her iPod in and was ignoring the world. Rory nudged her friend, "Christ, would it kill you to smile? It's only school." Leila's only reply was to turn her music up. They divided to go to their lockers, which happened to be on the opposite sides of the school. A twist in fate neither of them appreciated.

Rory put her thumbs through the belt loop of her jeans. She hummed the Beyblade theme to herself, not even realising what she was doing. Suddenly, a slender, bony shoulder threw her into a locker. Rory turned to face Taylor, the resident beauty queen of her year. The girl had slanting hazel eyes and honey blonde hair.
"Morning," she said, with false sincerity, her friends laughing at the look on Rory's face. How she hated them. She just glared and didn't respond.

"Cat got you tongue?" Asked Taylor. Rory just rolled her eyes and kept walking.
"Nice t-shirt!" She called out, and all her friends starting laughing as they walked away. Aurora cringed and shut her eyes. She wasn't here. She was off, beyblading. She heard the spinning in her ears, and her eyes took in her opponent. She was beyblading, and she was winning. With her own comforting thoughts taking her on travels through time and space, she found her way to her Human Biol class. She knew that one day, someone of a higher power would realise they'd messed up and she had been put in the wrong world. And then, she could leave here permanently. But, she would only go if Leila could come too. With everything that she could imagine, she couldn't imagine ever being without Leila.

While Rory used her imagination to escape the mundane, Leila used music. She loved any kind of music, even some electronica stuff. Mostly she hated electronica and dance. It was crappy, pointless music. The lyrics were devoid of emotion, just like a lot of pop music. Trashy, noise pollution. That's what she usually called it at least. She threw her bag into her locker and fixed her t-shirt. Today, she sported her purple "Bright Eyes" t-shirt, her denim skinny legs and her low-cut green chuck tailors. She was a low maintenance girl, and dressed in a t-shirt and jeans about 80 of the time. She grabbed her books and checked her time table. First class of the day was Human Biol. She cringed. She hated the subject, but she had Rory in her class, and that would be enough to get though the day.

They took their seats at the back of the class room and both instantly zoned out. Everything the teacher had to say sounded like bullshit to both of them. Rory, being the arty person that she was, was drawing away, her tongue sticking out of her mouth a little. Lei spotted this, and felt a smile form on her face. Rory was drawing a full blown beybattle, not unlike what had been on TV this morning. Lei looked on, impressed. She was one hell of an artist, and she could put so much of what she dreamed on paper. Leila, on the other had, had had a song in her head for two weeks. And she knew it was the best song she'd ever write. But she couldn't get it out properly; it never came out the way it was in her head. Rory, who dreamed of being sucked into the TV, could bring what was in her mind to life on paper. Lei envied her because she couldn't. Rory longed to be sucked into the TV to escape all her problems and her past, but Leila longed for it for different reasons. She just wanted to see if anyone would care about her then, if anyone would pay her any attention.

The period dragged on, feeling more like two hours instead of the assigned 55 minutes it was suppose to bed. "All right year 12s!" their teacher said as the bell rung loudly and everyone began to move, "For homework, I want a one page report on nerves for tomorrow. Anyone who forgets can have detention with me," Most of his threat was missed as everyone was out the door after the word 'homework'.

Rory had moved a lot faster than Leila and was already out the door by the time Leila had packed up her stuff. As Lei stepped out the door she found her friend sitting on the floor, the contents of her art file sitting in a puddle. She saw the tears welling up in Rory's eyes, and the anger welling in her chest. Taylor was walking away laughing as if she'd accomplished something. Lei couldn't understand how one person could be so damn horrible?

"Taylor!" Lei called, angrily.

Taylor stopped, and gave an annoyed sigh, "What!?"

Lei walked forward and whacked the girl with the human biology book in her hands. Everyone around them either gasped or cheered, depending on social status. Taylor was crying on the floor and her nose was bleeding. Her friends grouped around her, picking her up. Rory was on her feet and shaking out her artwork.

Lei was shaking with adrenalin and anger, "Don't you ever, ever touch her again. Understand me?" Taylor answers only came in sobs. Lei walked over to Rory, "Let's get out of here." Rory smiled gratefully and the two girls ran for their lives back to Rory's house.

The two girls were next door neighbours and lived in two average suburban homes. Leila had, unexpectedly, had a very comfortable upbringing by two loving, yet suffocating parents. Like the rest of the world, their daughter was an enigma to them. They couldn't understand why she didn't want to get married, or go to university, or do anything they deemed respectable. They didn't understand that Leila was scared to turn out like them. Docile. Suburban. Boring. Aurora had grown up in an alien world less than a meter away from Lei's comfortable existence. Her mother had died of cancer when she was seven, and her father had never gotten over it. He drank to comfort himself on the lonely nights, and was generally a violent and sad man. Aurora loved him as much as she loathed and feared him, and she always stopped short of leaving him completely because she always felt as if she owed him something. He was her father, after all.

The two girls walked quietly down their street, arms linked. Suddenly, there was a sound like lighting and the sky was filled with white light. It looked as if it was being torn open by something. "The sky's short circuiting!" Yelled Rory, letting go of Lei's arm and staring, open mouthed into the sky. From the forks of lighting that cracked the sky, beams began to shoot down onto the Earth, the largest landing directly on Aurora's house.

The girls looked at one another and ran toward the house. Aurora's heart thumped painfully in her chest. This was exactly what she had been waiting for all her life. "Could this be it?!" Running at top speed Aurora was nearly impossible to catch and Leila ran a metre behind her. The blue-haired girl fumbled with her keys for a moment, not wishing to miss the chance of a lifetime. The two teenagers burst into the house, only to the see the TV casting an off an iridescent white glow. They both seemed to hold their breaths. The screen flickered, and an image appeared, accompanied by a familiar tune. Picking up speed, running out of time…

"What is it?!" Asked Lei

"It's Beyblade, stupid,"

"Yeah, no shit," She retorted, "I mean the white glow."

"Oh." She responded.

Before they could be given an answer, the light in the TV shot out in a solid beam which encompassed the girls. All they could hear was the spinning of a Beyblade. Aurora finally felt at peace, and she left the Earth with one wish in her heart

"Please don't let this just be a dream."