Summary: Primrose, Gardenia, Lily, and Iris are strangers with two things in common. They love to beyblade and they're all named after the first flower their mother received. When They are brought together by fate they become the first all girl blading team. Can they handle the pressure of the other teams, or are they destined for failure?
SpencerXGardenia, LeexIris, KaiXPrimrose, BrooklynXLily(might change later)
Disclaimer: I only own the girls and their blades, everything else is not of my own creation unless I state it.
Gardenia smiled and took a step forward. This one step lead her into the international BBA headquarters. She walked over to the secretary and told her she was here for the auditions for the new team. The secretary replied and Gardenia sat down in a chair close by. She shook out her long black hair, adorned with silver streaks. She pulled off her sunglasses to reveal amazingly bright amber eyes.
Primrose glided through the door, each step like a graceful gazelle. Her red velvet hair was pulled back into a pony tail, mashing with the hot pink. She spoke to the secretary, her thick french accent pouring into the room, making everyone around her freeze. She smiled and thanked the secretary taking a seat next to Gardenia. He bright blue eyes surveyed the room, drinking in every sight, memorizing the room in an instant.
Iris practicly ran to the desk, her blond, violet streaked hair swishing behind her. She briskly asked the secretary if she was late, which came with a reply of no, and she took a seat on the other side of Gardenia. She took out a magazine titled Track Stars Unlimited. Her emerald green eyes scanned the pages taking in every aspect of the lastest issue, not bothering to keep track of her surroundings.
Lily stared in awe around her. Her crimson eyes drank in every last detail, analyzing every possible out come. Her brown hair, complete with blond bangs and blond tips, stayed straight against her back moving only slightly in the breeze of the fan. She walked to the secretary desk to check in. She wore a simple outfit. A pair of black shorts, complete with a studded belt and chain attached to the belt loops. Her white tanktop was covered by a cyan varsity jacket, which bore her last name on the back, between her shoulder blades.
All 4 of these girls had a few things in common. They were trying out for the newest beyblade team under the BBA. Each one was named after the very first flower her mother had received. Their mothers were the best of friends in high school, but lost contact when they each went their separate ways. Now, their worlds were going to be turned upside down, and history will repeat itself.