Ok i'm back with what I hope to be a great Beyblade fic. I know i'm not
even done my first one yet, but I just had a great idea and hade to get it
typed up before I lost it. I'm also on a writers block for my other fic.
Darkside
My first impression of the house me and my mom had just moved into, was " Holy shit." The house was that big alright. That was just seeing the outside, the inside was much more.
I hadn't been to keen on moving. The new house was in some little small town where everybody knew everybody. I just hate that. It's like you have no privacy, everybody knows you and where you live. If your hangin out with your friends somewhere that you aren't supposed to be, theres a good chance that your parents are going to find out.
Even though I like my privacy, living in a small town wouldn't be so bad. In the big city it takes ages for you to walk or take the bus to the mall. All the houses are usually situated on the outskirts and everything exciting is in the centre. Depending on where you lived it could take a long time to go some place for some shopping.
While I was busy comparing small towns to the big cities I was used to, my mom had gotten out of the car and was busy moving the last of the stuff to the new house. With a sigh I picked my lazy butt up and decided to help. I hadn't been able to help before since I had been visitng my cousins out in the country.
My mom looked up at me from the trunk when she heard me close the car door, " Oh thanks sweetie, would you mind?" And before I even had a chance to answer, she dumped a box full of car parts in my arms.
I usually would have mouthed back at her for that but I knew her reasons for doing so. My older brother used to be a big street racer. He was well known among all the racers in the city, he rarely lost a race. His car had been a black Aston Martin and the liscence plate read Darkside. He spent alot of his spare time out in the garage fixing up the car or adding new engine parts for the next big race.
My mom wasn't to keen on street racing as it was against the law, but big bro didn't let her stop him. I guess after a while she realised that she couldn't stop him. He had big dreams and in order to make them into a reality he needed lots of cash.
He died not to long ago. My mom was in serious denial but she finally decided that he died doing what he liked best. He was in a street race when the accident happened. A new gang was in town and they had some pretty wicked cars, they challenged my brother to a race and he accepted. They were filthy scum though, they cheated. The driver had a gun handy and shot out my brothers tire as soon he pulled ahead of him. The car lost control and crashed. The paramedics said that he had died painlessly on impact.
Later that week my grandfather on my moms side died. I guess I didn't have to say on my mom's side since that's the only side I really know. My dad abandoned my mom as soon as he found out she was expecting another child. I don't really care though, I turned out ok.
So my grandad died and left us his huge estate. My mom practically jumped on the offer and was anxious to move. I think that she needed to get away from the city, after all the things that happened I couldn't blame her.
We finally got through the front doors and were graciously greeted by our new butler. Apparently he had already unpacked everything except for my stuff. Good thing to, if anybody touches my stuff their in for an earfull.
" Geoffry, did you unpack everything already?" My mom asked looking real surprised.
He gave a curt nodd before taking the boxes from my mom. Going to unpack those too no doubt.
My mom showed me to the garage where I put down the car parts. It was a nice big garage, perfect for me to do some work on my car. Before my bro passed he bought me a black Viper. He knew that I enjoyed racing a bit so he bought me my own car to race with. He left me all the non-damaged parts of his car engine, even the liscence plates. I made a quick mental note to start work on the new Darkside as soon as possible before returning inside.
" So mom, just how many rooms does this place have anyways?" I asked as I walked into the dining room after searching for it.
" Well," she said as she sipped some coffee that Geoffry had obviously prepared, " I believe there's seven bedrooms upstairs and four of them have ensuites."
I looked over her shoulder at the newspaper she had been reading. There wasn't much in it, just local stuff so I sat beside her.
" Do you want some coffee?" She asked, folding up the newspaper before tossing it aside.
" No thanks," I replied looking around.
The dining room was pretty nice. Not as grand and rich looking as the front hall had been. It had a nice round table with a single leg in the middle. From the looks of it, it was made of pine and could sit about six people.
" I think i'm going upstairs and find a room," I explained as I got up.
I had just walked out the door when I remembered, I don't know how to get back to the stairs. I poked my head back in. My mom smiled at me.
" Fourth door on your left," she answered my silent question, " I'll see about getting you a map," she giggled.
I frowned and rolled my eyes at her. What did she expect, it was only my first day.
After looking at all the rooms I decided on the one at the left corner at the back of the house. It had it's own ensuite bathroom and was pretty big. There was a ginormus king size bed that was nicely made with black and silver blankets. I set about unpacking my stuff.
After hanging my clothes up in the closet I realized just how big it really was since my clothes didn't even fill it up halfway. I took a quick peek in the bathroom. It wasn't made up yet just my makeup on the counter. There wasn't even any toilet paper, i'd have to talk to Geoffry about that one.
I decided that since I had nothing better to do, I might as well tour my new home. It took me a while but I think I covered all the rooms, but who can be sure when there's like one hundred of them? I had returned to my bedroom to get changed. It was getting quite hot out since it was summer and I was wearing pants. I decided on a pair of dark blue jeans that I rolled up into capris and a black halter top. I was just about to go fix my hair when I noticed something, or rather someone up in a tree looking into my bedroom.
I walked to the window and looked out. The person in the tree was obviously female. A real girly girl. She had pink hair which probably glowed in the dark and she had a pink sweater tied around her slim waist. She must have been used to hanging out in trees since she was just standing on a branch waving to me. She didn't even hang onto anything.
I wasn't sure why she was waving to me so I opened the window. She started shouting to me, she was very loud.
" Hello! Come outside we want to meet you!" she practically screamed at the top of her lungs.
It was kinda wierd. Whenever I moved before I never had a welcoming comittie. I quickly piled my dark purple hair into a messy bun and tied it up securely. I tied a black and white bandanna around my head and rushed down the stairs and pulled on my sneakers. I rushed out of the house not even caring that they weren't tied up and were falling off.
When I got to the bottem of the driveway she was waiting for me with a few of her friends.
" Hey, we saw a moving truck the other day and decided to come say hello," the pink haired girl said.
" Umm yeah cool," The truth was I was a little weirded out.
" Oops how silly of me. I'm Mariah!" She grabbed my hand and shook it firmly. For someone who seemed such a girly girl she sure had a grip.
" I'm Emily," a girl with orangy coloured hair introduced herself. She seemed like a bit of a nerd with the big glasses and all but she seemed pretty nice.
" And i'm Hillary. You are?" A snobby girl with short brown hair asked. She seemed like she'd be the really bossy type, I didn't really like her already.
" I'm Ashley. Nice to meet you I guess," I introduced still feeling a little weird.
After chatting for a while, well they chatted I mostly listened to them go on about boyfriends and cute guys they new we decided to go for a walk. I wasn't really sure where they were taking me but along the way they started to ask me questions.
" So where did you come from?" Emily asked.
" Just moved from Scotsburg," I replied still wondering where we were going.
Hillary made a grunting noise, " Scotsburg," she said in a nasel voice, " I hate big cities, the people from there are total idiots."
That was the last straw. During our entire conversation she had been saying rude things in that stupid weird voice of hers. Time for some Hillary bashing.
" What's wrong with your voice, something stuck in your nose?" I grinned. She narrowed her eyes at me. The other girls giggled.
" Nothings up my nose but something is obviously in your head replacing your brain," she sneered, " If you know whats good for you you'll watch what you say to me."
" I'll say whatever I want. Not like you can stop me," I replied trying to keep a straight face as her face scrunched up in anger, " Hey you should keep looking at me like that, it's a big improvement."
She turned red with anger. " I'll have you know that if you keep up with this I'll definetly hurt yours!"
" What are you going to do?" I looked her up and down, " Scratch me with those horrid things on your fingers?" I pointed to her finger nails.
"I'll have you know that my nails are done professionally!" she yelled.
I smiled, it seemed I was getting to her, " Well next time tell them not to put on that nail polish," I looked at her bright pink nails, " They'd probably glow in the dark their so bright."
She looked furious." My nails aren't that bright," her voice lowered to a dangerous whisper.
" Oh I don't know I think I should have brought my shades," the others were howling with laughter.
Just then a tall boy with long black hair which he kept tied back in a wrap walked up to us. Hillary practically through herself at him. I felt sorry for him, she was oblivious to his looks of disgust as she touched him.
" Ray tell her to stop being so mean, " she put on the innocent baby act as she reached up to take a strand of his hair.
" Holy shit Hillary don't do that," He squinted.
" Do what?" she asked as she waved her hand in front of his face.
" That! Ahh the light, the light!" He wailed as he covered his eyes.
Hillary couldn't take anymore. Her face turned bright red and she turned to face me.
" What are you staring at?" she roared.
" Nothing much," I stated looking at her with a frown.
She practically screamed at that. She turned back the way we came and ran up the street. Leaving us laughing in her wake.
" Nice one Ray," Mariah patted his shoulder as he emerged grinning from ear to ear.
" She deserves it. She can be such a bitch at times," Emily added which surprised me since I didn't really see her as the swearing type.
" So who's this?" He asked looking me up and down with his amber eyes.
I blushed a bit under his roaming eyes.
" I'm Ashley but all of you can call me Ash."
Ray smiled, " Well it's just about lunch time and I've got to get back to the restaurant. Why don't you guys come have lunch and I can serve you."
" Sure," Mariah brightened up at his invitation.
We all headed down the street to a nice little pub. It seemed quite friendly and the homestyle food was wonderful. Ray finished clearing our table and decided to join us.
" So i'm guessing your going to be going to our high school?" Mariah started a conversation.
" Yeah I guess so. I think i'm going to have to watch out for Hillary from now on though."
" Don't worry about Hillary. She's a real loner at school," Emily stated.
" Yeah but there are some pretty nasty people," Ray said.
Just then the door to the pub opened and two figures appeared.
" Speaking of which, here comes two now," Mariah sighed.
***
Ok so there's the first chapter! Hope you enjoy and please review, I need something to read other than chain mails!
Darkside
My first impression of the house me and my mom had just moved into, was " Holy shit." The house was that big alright. That was just seeing the outside, the inside was much more.
I hadn't been to keen on moving. The new house was in some little small town where everybody knew everybody. I just hate that. It's like you have no privacy, everybody knows you and where you live. If your hangin out with your friends somewhere that you aren't supposed to be, theres a good chance that your parents are going to find out.
Even though I like my privacy, living in a small town wouldn't be so bad. In the big city it takes ages for you to walk or take the bus to the mall. All the houses are usually situated on the outskirts and everything exciting is in the centre. Depending on where you lived it could take a long time to go some place for some shopping.
While I was busy comparing small towns to the big cities I was used to, my mom had gotten out of the car and was busy moving the last of the stuff to the new house. With a sigh I picked my lazy butt up and decided to help. I hadn't been able to help before since I had been visitng my cousins out in the country.
My mom looked up at me from the trunk when she heard me close the car door, " Oh thanks sweetie, would you mind?" And before I even had a chance to answer, she dumped a box full of car parts in my arms.
I usually would have mouthed back at her for that but I knew her reasons for doing so. My older brother used to be a big street racer. He was well known among all the racers in the city, he rarely lost a race. His car had been a black Aston Martin and the liscence plate read Darkside. He spent alot of his spare time out in the garage fixing up the car or adding new engine parts for the next big race.
My mom wasn't to keen on street racing as it was against the law, but big bro didn't let her stop him. I guess after a while she realised that she couldn't stop him. He had big dreams and in order to make them into a reality he needed lots of cash.
He died not to long ago. My mom was in serious denial but she finally decided that he died doing what he liked best. He was in a street race when the accident happened. A new gang was in town and they had some pretty wicked cars, they challenged my brother to a race and he accepted. They were filthy scum though, they cheated. The driver had a gun handy and shot out my brothers tire as soon he pulled ahead of him. The car lost control and crashed. The paramedics said that he had died painlessly on impact.
Later that week my grandfather on my moms side died. I guess I didn't have to say on my mom's side since that's the only side I really know. My dad abandoned my mom as soon as he found out she was expecting another child. I don't really care though, I turned out ok.
So my grandad died and left us his huge estate. My mom practically jumped on the offer and was anxious to move. I think that she needed to get away from the city, after all the things that happened I couldn't blame her.
We finally got through the front doors and were graciously greeted by our new butler. Apparently he had already unpacked everything except for my stuff. Good thing to, if anybody touches my stuff their in for an earfull.
" Geoffry, did you unpack everything already?" My mom asked looking real surprised.
He gave a curt nodd before taking the boxes from my mom. Going to unpack those too no doubt.
My mom showed me to the garage where I put down the car parts. It was a nice big garage, perfect for me to do some work on my car. Before my bro passed he bought me a black Viper. He knew that I enjoyed racing a bit so he bought me my own car to race with. He left me all the non-damaged parts of his car engine, even the liscence plates. I made a quick mental note to start work on the new Darkside as soon as possible before returning inside.
" So mom, just how many rooms does this place have anyways?" I asked as I walked into the dining room after searching for it.
" Well," she said as she sipped some coffee that Geoffry had obviously prepared, " I believe there's seven bedrooms upstairs and four of them have ensuites."
I looked over her shoulder at the newspaper she had been reading. There wasn't much in it, just local stuff so I sat beside her.
" Do you want some coffee?" She asked, folding up the newspaper before tossing it aside.
" No thanks," I replied looking around.
The dining room was pretty nice. Not as grand and rich looking as the front hall had been. It had a nice round table with a single leg in the middle. From the looks of it, it was made of pine and could sit about six people.
" I think i'm going upstairs and find a room," I explained as I got up.
I had just walked out the door when I remembered, I don't know how to get back to the stairs. I poked my head back in. My mom smiled at me.
" Fourth door on your left," she answered my silent question, " I'll see about getting you a map," she giggled.
I frowned and rolled my eyes at her. What did she expect, it was only my first day.
After looking at all the rooms I decided on the one at the left corner at the back of the house. It had it's own ensuite bathroom and was pretty big. There was a ginormus king size bed that was nicely made with black and silver blankets. I set about unpacking my stuff.
After hanging my clothes up in the closet I realized just how big it really was since my clothes didn't even fill it up halfway. I took a quick peek in the bathroom. It wasn't made up yet just my makeup on the counter. There wasn't even any toilet paper, i'd have to talk to Geoffry about that one.
I decided that since I had nothing better to do, I might as well tour my new home. It took me a while but I think I covered all the rooms, but who can be sure when there's like one hundred of them? I had returned to my bedroom to get changed. It was getting quite hot out since it was summer and I was wearing pants. I decided on a pair of dark blue jeans that I rolled up into capris and a black halter top. I was just about to go fix my hair when I noticed something, or rather someone up in a tree looking into my bedroom.
I walked to the window and looked out. The person in the tree was obviously female. A real girly girl. She had pink hair which probably glowed in the dark and she had a pink sweater tied around her slim waist. She must have been used to hanging out in trees since she was just standing on a branch waving to me. She didn't even hang onto anything.
I wasn't sure why she was waving to me so I opened the window. She started shouting to me, she was very loud.
" Hello! Come outside we want to meet you!" she practically screamed at the top of her lungs.
It was kinda wierd. Whenever I moved before I never had a welcoming comittie. I quickly piled my dark purple hair into a messy bun and tied it up securely. I tied a black and white bandanna around my head and rushed down the stairs and pulled on my sneakers. I rushed out of the house not even caring that they weren't tied up and were falling off.
When I got to the bottem of the driveway she was waiting for me with a few of her friends.
" Hey, we saw a moving truck the other day and decided to come say hello," the pink haired girl said.
" Umm yeah cool," The truth was I was a little weirded out.
" Oops how silly of me. I'm Mariah!" She grabbed my hand and shook it firmly. For someone who seemed such a girly girl she sure had a grip.
" I'm Emily," a girl with orangy coloured hair introduced herself. She seemed like a bit of a nerd with the big glasses and all but she seemed pretty nice.
" And i'm Hillary. You are?" A snobby girl with short brown hair asked. She seemed like she'd be the really bossy type, I didn't really like her already.
" I'm Ashley. Nice to meet you I guess," I introduced still feeling a little weird.
After chatting for a while, well they chatted I mostly listened to them go on about boyfriends and cute guys they new we decided to go for a walk. I wasn't really sure where they were taking me but along the way they started to ask me questions.
" So where did you come from?" Emily asked.
" Just moved from Scotsburg," I replied still wondering where we were going.
Hillary made a grunting noise, " Scotsburg," she said in a nasel voice, " I hate big cities, the people from there are total idiots."
That was the last straw. During our entire conversation she had been saying rude things in that stupid weird voice of hers. Time for some Hillary bashing.
" What's wrong with your voice, something stuck in your nose?" I grinned. She narrowed her eyes at me. The other girls giggled.
" Nothings up my nose but something is obviously in your head replacing your brain," she sneered, " If you know whats good for you you'll watch what you say to me."
" I'll say whatever I want. Not like you can stop me," I replied trying to keep a straight face as her face scrunched up in anger, " Hey you should keep looking at me like that, it's a big improvement."
She turned red with anger. " I'll have you know that if you keep up with this I'll definetly hurt yours!"
" What are you going to do?" I looked her up and down, " Scratch me with those horrid things on your fingers?" I pointed to her finger nails.
"I'll have you know that my nails are done professionally!" she yelled.
I smiled, it seemed I was getting to her, " Well next time tell them not to put on that nail polish," I looked at her bright pink nails, " They'd probably glow in the dark their so bright."
She looked furious." My nails aren't that bright," her voice lowered to a dangerous whisper.
" Oh I don't know I think I should have brought my shades," the others were howling with laughter.
Just then a tall boy with long black hair which he kept tied back in a wrap walked up to us. Hillary practically through herself at him. I felt sorry for him, she was oblivious to his looks of disgust as she touched him.
" Ray tell her to stop being so mean, " she put on the innocent baby act as she reached up to take a strand of his hair.
" Holy shit Hillary don't do that," He squinted.
" Do what?" she asked as she waved her hand in front of his face.
" That! Ahh the light, the light!" He wailed as he covered his eyes.
Hillary couldn't take anymore. Her face turned bright red and she turned to face me.
" What are you staring at?" she roared.
" Nothing much," I stated looking at her with a frown.
She practically screamed at that. She turned back the way we came and ran up the street. Leaving us laughing in her wake.
" Nice one Ray," Mariah patted his shoulder as he emerged grinning from ear to ear.
" She deserves it. She can be such a bitch at times," Emily added which surprised me since I didn't really see her as the swearing type.
" So who's this?" He asked looking me up and down with his amber eyes.
I blushed a bit under his roaming eyes.
" I'm Ashley but all of you can call me Ash."
Ray smiled, " Well it's just about lunch time and I've got to get back to the restaurant. Why don't you guys come have lunch and I can serve you."
" Sure," Mariah brightened up at his invitation.
We all headed down the street to a nice little pub. It seemed quite friendly and the homestyle food was wonderful. Ray finished clearing our table and decided to join us.
" So i'm guessing your going to be going to our high school?" Mariah started a conversation.
" Yeah I guess so. I think i'm going to have to watch out for Hillary from now on though."
" Don't worry about Hillary. She's a real loner at school," Emily stated.
" Yeah but there are some pretty nasty people," Ray said.
Just then the door to the pub opened and two figures appeared.
" Speaking of which, here comes two now," Mariah sighed.
***
Ok so there's the first chapter! Hope you enjoy and please review, I need something to read other than chain mails!