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Going for Tyson Gold Chapter 1
Damn it! I woke up again looking at that flame-winged hair weirdo.
"Time to get up, freshie!" Tala grinned, poking me under the sheets.
"Hey! Watch where the fuck you're poking, asshole." That ass pisses me off. I've only been at BBU for a week and this guy was always creeping me out. He always feels the need to personally wake me up and stare at me.
"And don't call me freshie, dammit!"
"Ooh, our little baby-boo woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning?"
"Fuck you asshole, get out my face!" This guy thought that he was so much better than me because he was a junior and I was a "freshie."
"Aww, does the little freshie need his diaper changed with a fresh ba-ba?"
"That's it!" I went to smack him but the ass caught my hand and pulled me up to him, way too close for my comfort.
The winged-haired ass grinned at me. "Are you ready for class today?"
"Let go of me, you winged-haired asshole!" Tala glared at me and threw me back.
"DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT MY HAIR, MONKEY BOY!" He screamed. "It takes two hours and 4 bottles of hair spray to get it like this, and it's DEAD SEX-AY!"
"Don't call me a monkey or I'll jump on your back and fly to outer space with those wings you call hair."
Tala raised and eyebrow. "You're too sensitive, freshie." He turned to the mirror, admiring himself.
"You're sooo sexy, just dead sexy," Tala told his reflection. "Michael won't know what to do with himself…. Well, actually he will… tee hee hee."
He is a FREAK. Tala talks to his reflection every morning about how Michael, his stupid ass boyfriend, won't be able to keep it in his pants when he sees him. Personally I can't keep my breakfast down when I see him.
Speaking of breakfast…
"Tyson, don't close down the dining hall with your fat ass like yesterday, okay?"
"Well maybe if they made more food, then that wouldn't happen now, would it?"
Tala rolled his eyes. "Tyson, you're like a whale, anything that passes by your mouth…"
"Fuck you, don't talk about my eating habits."
"Don't talk about my hair," Tala shot back quickly.
I shrugged. His hair is fuckin weird!
There was a knock on the door.
"Mikey!" Tala squealed like a schoolgirl, prancing across the room to the door. I rolled my eyes. Please.
He flung open the door to Michael. Not weird looking like Tala ans his wing hair, but has a nasally girlie voice.
"Miss me, sweetie?" Tala asked huskily.
"You know it, sweet cheeks."
Sweet cheeks? I let out a giggle.
Michael glared at me. "Don't ruin the moment, freshie."
Tala put his hand on my head and patted it in a seeming ly affectionate matter. "He's not that bad, just annoying and piggy."
"Yeah, your hair isn't that bad, just butt-ass ugly!"
Tala responded by kissing Michael passionately. They leaned up against the wall and Tala started down to his neck and the top of his chest.
"Oh yeah," Michael groaned.
"GROSS! I'M LEAVING YOU SICKOS!" U grabbed my bag and headed to the dining hall. It was almost nine.
"Aw, man, breakfast is almost over!" I groaned. I hope there was enough food left for me!
"TYSON OVER HERE!" A voice called. I whipped my head around quickly, my bag flying along with me and hitting someone on the head.
Actually, the bag got caught in his hair.
"Hey!" A guy with red hair that stood straight up, yes, STRAIGHT UP, was standing beside me when I turned. Man, he has A LOT of hair!
"Um… my bag is in your hair," those were some of the oddest string of words to ever come out of my mouth.
"What?" He looked up. "Oh." He dug in his hair to retrieve my bag. "Sorry bout that."
"That's… okay."
Why does everyone around here have fucked up hair?
Max and Kenny were waving from a table in the front. I went to lay my stuff down.
"Hey, Tyson," Max greeted me.
"Hey."
"Tala giving you crap?" Max asked. "You know I'll take care of him for you," he flexed his extremely small muscles.
I smiled. "No, being an ass like always with his little butt-buddy Michael."
I walked into the line to get some food. I got some eggs, bacon and a biscuit…. then some more eggs, bacon and biscuits until I had five plates of food. The lady standing behind the counter looked at me like I was an alien.
"You gonna eat all that?" She asked in amazement.
"Yup," I answered proudly.
"Louis, that's the boy who ate so much we had to close down yesterday," her partner whispered.
"Ooohhhh, I see."
"Do you have any sausage left?" I asked.
The women looked at each other. "…. We have one piece left."
"ONE PIECE!" I shouted angrily. "You knew I was coming and left one piece for me!"
"… Umm…"
Well, I better hurry and get it! I grabbed a fork and shoved it into the lone piece of sausage on the tray. I was just about to life it up when…. BAM! Another fork sunk into the sausage.
"Hey!" I glared at the perpetrator. He had long black hair that was tied back and cat-like features. His golden feline eyes were glaring back at me.
"My meat, boy," he hissed.
"Hey, I was here first, so get off my sausage!"
"Well, I claimed it now. Hey, aren't you that boy who got the dining hall closed down yesterday because you ate all of the food?" He asked
"Yes. Look, fucker, I will fight for food, so you better let me have my sausage or die!"
"So, you wanna plat like that, huh?" He grinned. "Why don't we settle the matter with a beybattle?"
I nodded. "The winner will get the sausage and the loser will remain sausageless!"
He grinned. "Well, not me," a boy with two toned blue hair and triangle thingys on his cheeks walked up and kissed him on the cheek.
"Rei," he greeted, smiling seductively.
Rei looked at me smugly. "Either way, I walk home with the sausage, and this piece of sausage," Rei clasped his arm around the boy's waist, "is definitely mine, along with the one on the tray. Right, Kai?"
"Mmm, last night was sooo good," Kai moaned, looking up and licking his lips.
"That new Vibration master 5000 I got did it for you honey, didn't it?" Rei asked his boyfriend sweetly.
"Oh, yeah. With your magical fingers you can do anything, my little kitten," Kai snuggled his head into Rei's neck.
"YOU PEOPLE ARE SICK!" I yelled. "If you're going to do that nasty stuff, don't tell me about it!"
"I see," Rei reached out a hand to stroke my cheek. "You want in, don't you? Well, you're pretty cute. We can have a lot of fun with him, can't we Kai?"
Kai studied me. "Sure. You know I like to mix it up a little."
Rei looked at me excitedly. "What about it? Let's do it!"
Oh my God, this was scary!
"Um…" I didn't really know how to answer.
Kai grabbed the collar of my shirt to pull me close. "Tyson…. right?" He whispered.
Ok… WHOA!
"Aw, man! I'm getting horny just thinking about it!" Rei whined.
Kai nodded excitedly. "Me, too!"
"How about tonight?" Rei asked me.
I ducked away from Kai. "I don't know…"
"It's ok if you're not experienced. We are," Kai said.
"I'm sure," I replied.
"Yeah! I really want you to join us. You're hot and feisty, just the way we like em," Rei winked at me.
"Uh, no thanks."
Rei and Kai looked at each other, anger in their eyes.
Uh-oh. Are they going to do something?
Rei stepped forward. "What Kai and I want… is you, Tyson."
"And we always get what we want," Kai interjected.
"One way or another," Rei finished.
"Oh, look, it's time for class!" I shouted. "See you!"
"Oh, we'll definitely be seeing you. You will be in our bedroom before the year is over."
"Kai, I'm still horny!" Rei whined. "Let's make out in our Beyblade technique class!"
"Anytime, baby."
"I'll be taking the sausage," I quickly swiped it before the happy couple could react.
"What took so long?" Max asked when I got back to the table.
"Rei and Kai."
Kenny's glasses flew up. "Them?"
"Why?" I asked.
"I heard they are the school whores," Kenny said. "They have quite a reputation for picking cute freshman to sleep with them.
Well they got one thing straight. I am pretty damn cute. "That's nice," I answered sarcastically.
This school is full of weird people.
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