Love of a Singer
Hello I'm Kida Nisana I live in the city of Tokyo, Japan. I'm a singer and not very good yet but I practice and practice. Now my first album is out and this is how the whole thing started.
"Kida time for rehearsal," my trainer said. I sighed because I really want to skip the lesson and so I pretended to have a bad throat. She let me skip and I went outside to the park. When I got there I saw a couple of guys playing around and one of them noticed me. I hid behind a tree and he tapped my shoulder.
I said, "Don't do that."
"Alright," he replied. I looked at the sky and thought, 'Ditching my lessons are cool.'
"Who are you," the boy asked.
"Kida Nisana," I answered.
"Kai ," he said. I noticed a blush start to form on his face and giggled at his expression.
"Bye I have to go," I replied and left.
(Normal P.O.V)
When Kida got home her father was angered. She backed away slowly and then ran to her room and locked her door.
"Daughter come out please," her father said sadly.
"Leave me alone ," Kida yelled.
"Daughter please," her father pleaded.
"Go away now," she yelled louder.
"I give up if your mom was here she did much better than me,' her father said. Kida started to cry and her step-mother shook her head.
"You shouldn't have pushed her, Maka," her step-mom said.
"I know Miko but what am I suppose to do," Maka said.
Miko said, "Maybe I can get her to talk."
"Okay then," Maka said. Miko went upstairs and knocked on Kida's door.
"Go away,' she yelled.
"Daughter open up," Miko said.
"Your not my mother," Kida yelled.
"I'll try to beyour mom,' Miko said. Kida sighed and opened her door.
"Fine," Kida said. "Only one chance."
"Okay tell me what is wrong," Miko asked.
"My dad is letting me get stressed and I hate that," Kida answered sadly.
"Sweetie his trying to help you," Miko said.
"I want to be a beyblader," Kida said surprisingly.
"Okay then," Miko said.
Sequel to Love of a singer "The First Round"