Disclaimer: Ok, I do not own Beyblade.

Town Gangs And High School Jerks

Chapter One

She strolled through the hallways and slowly made her way to the assigned classroom. 'Great! New school, new jocks, new players, new sluts, new geeks, new nerds. . .' the list continued on in her thoughts. She didn't look up as she walked past the different coloured lockers. One thing good about this private school was that they got to paint their lockers any colour they wanted. 'More like the colour that suits them best.' She grumbled to herself. 'Stupid father, shipping me off to the nearest, quietest town and the richest, snobbiest, most stuck-up school around.' She hissed to herself. Making a mental memo to confront her dad but soon scratched that thought. 'I don't want another lecture and I definitely don't want another beating.' She continued grumbling and looking up every time she passed a classroom. '206, 207, 208. . . getting close.' She chuckled softly. The room she was looking for was 225. She wasn't anywhere near close.

She wasn't exactly watching where she was going and walked straight into someone. She could tell it was a guy when he hissed, "watch it!"

"Make me." She mumbled and didn't even bother helping the other person up. She didn't even look at the person she just kept walking.

"Hey where do you think you're going?" a voice shouted from behind her. Another boy, she figured, but ignored him.

Again she kept walking ignoring the gawking crowd. She probably ran over some rich jerk that the whole school probably was afraid of. She sighed inwardly, there's one in every school and she probably just bowled over the richest and most likely meanest.

Suddenly someone grabbed her by the arm, which caused her to be spun around and flung into the chest of some male. She growled and pulled away.

"Hey you're a girl!" he stated surprised.

"No shit Sherlock." She hissed and turned her back on him and continued walking. She didn't have time to start a riot. She was going to be late. Well actually class didn't start for another 30 minutes but she wanted to get a seat in the back and stare intimidatingly at everyone.

The person grabbed her again. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked harshly.

"To class you got a problem with that?" she looked into his violet eyes challengingly. She now took the opportunity to look him over. He had a flame of red hair that was currently being tamed by a blue bandana wrapped around his forehead. He was a couple inches taller than her and seemed to tower over her. He wore the white shirt, red tie, black jeans and the dark green sweater that were required and it really didn't suit him.

"Well ya I got a problem with it! You come moseying in here, bowl over my best friend Kai and then walk off like it's nothing! Who do you think you are?" he shouted in her face and she didn't flinch a millimetre. Instead she made a gesture like a yawn and turned away from him.

"F.Y.I. I did not come moseying in here and seriously? Moseying? That word does not suit you. As for, Kai, I believe you called him? Well if he can't take a fall like that then he's really nothing for me to worry about." She stated looking over the boys shoulder at the blue haired boy sitting on the ground. "And I really don't have time for your petty lecture. I have other business to attend to." She said only loud enough for him to hear.

"Oh yeah? Like what? It's half an hour before school starts and you probably don't even know your way around! Besides that who are you?!" he shouted again.

"I have time to reconfigure my blade." She replied tossing up a blade she had pulled out of her pocket, and watching as it landed on her flat laying finger, spinning. "And I can find my way around because, unlike some people, I learn quickly and I don't need a map for every step in front of me. As for who I am, I know who I am so what does it matter to anyone else?" and with that she snatched her blade out of the air and continued walking. 'Arrogant prick.' She shouted in her thoughts.

1

Johnny watched as she turned away. Her long black-purple hair tied up in a half bun with strips of hair hanging over it. Something about her freaked him out. Her bright green eyes seemed to pierce his soul. She wore her shirt with only the back tucked in and a bit on the side. The black jeans were too big and baggy for her but it seemed to suit her attitude. She wore the dark forest green jacket over the white shirt. She wasn't wearing the red tie but she didn't really need it, he thought. She looked like a real punk and not someone to mess with. As she turned the corner he had an urge to run after her but refrained from it. Instead he turned around to face his friends.

"Hey Johnny who was that?" Tyson asked helping up his fellow teammate.

"She wouldn't tell me." He mumbled looking Kai over. "You alright man?"

Kai grunted his disapproval.

"Did she apologize?" asked Max slowly.

"No." Johnny grumbled on.

"And that's a girl? Why is she wearing the guys outfit?" asked Rei wonderingly.

"I DON'T KNOW!!!" Johnny shouted getting very frustrated with their questions. "Why don't you go ask her yourself?" with that he stomped away to his homeroom.

"Maybe I will!" Tyson shouted after his friends' retreating back. "Someone's in a good mood." He mumbled strolling to his locker. He leaned against it and winked at some passing girls causing them to giggle. "Jeez I need a real challenge. All the girls around here would do anything to get me. I need a challenge."

"Like you could handle one." Came an annoyed voice behind him. "You couldn't find your way out of a wet paper bag even if you were facing the entrance."

"Oh hey Hillary." Kenny said blushing a little.

"What do you want Hillary?" groaned Tyson.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked testily.

"Oh ignore him Hilly. We have better things to do." Came the sharp voice of Emily.

"Hey there Watson." Max said seductively while making his move on Emily.

"I don't have time for you or your mind games Tate. Unlike some people I have things to do." She stated harshly.

"That hurt Watson!" he pouted faking a hurt look. "But I'll forgive if you give me a kiss." He grinned evilly.

SMACK

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Ok, it looks a lot better now. It looks a lot shorter than I remember it. Oh well, R & R