I was sitting in the class room, right next to the window, starring out in the gray clouds, the rain drops pouring down the glass. The sit next to me was empty. I wasn't quite the most sociable person, I mean, I had some friends I trusted… but that was at home. Not here.

My family moved in Japan from Germany. My father got a better job here, which was the main reason. Well, we do live a better life here, but I miss my old friends so much! Back there I was always the center of everything, I got all the attention, was always happy, cheerful and everyone loved me. And now things changed. Here no one knows me, I became quiet, I don't speak much, I dream-day a lot… school is still going quite well I guess. But things at home have gotten even worse. I have a brother who's never at home, a mother that doesn't care and a father who only cares about the other people's opinion. The consequence of that is that I often get pushed down the stairs, or in a wall, or hit with a belt… so my body's often full of bruises. But I still manage to go on.

''Never give up'' is what a tattoo on my back says. I keep up the good grades in school, knowing that it won't be long till I move away from home, on my own. I'll probably go back to Germany.

A quick look to the teacher standing in front of the class, talking something that seemed important, since everyone was listening. I didn't really care so I turned my head back to the window and turned on the MP3 player:

If ever words were spoken

Painful and untrue

I said I loved but I lied

In my life

All I wanted

Was the keeping

Of someone like you

As it turns out

Deeper within me

Love was twisted and pointed at you

[Pantera – This Love]

A crumpled piece of paper flew out of nowhere and landed in front of me. A girl that was in my class and thought we were friends wrote to me something about a new guy joining our class. I gave her a confused look, but she just smiled at me.

I took the MP3 out and gave my attention to the teacher: ''So from this day on, you'll be having a new school-mate. He just moved here from Russia, so he probably doesn't speak Japanese very well, so be nice to him. Please come in.''

All the girls in the class gasped when they saw him. And the boys seemed to be excited as well. I checked him out: nice body, very muscular arms (miaw! Love that part!), spiky hair in two colors, something like blue tattoos on his face… and very interesting eyes. Oh well, who cares. I turned back to the window and positioned myself as much comfortable as possible on the table.

The guy had to introduce himself: ''… Name is Kai Hiwatari and I come from Russia.''

That was all? … Well my introduction sounded more or less the same, but come on! I didn't know it sounded so boring! I was starting to fall asleep, when suddenly I heard the teacher: ''Chika! Stop day-dreaming!'' I sat up straight and gave my teacher an innocent look. The name was actually Chinatsu, and someone said it means a thousand summers. I don't know about that, but I do really like summers.

''Hiwatari, you'll be sitting next to Chinatsu and please don't be disturbed by her.'' I rolled my eyes and looked back to the window. As if I care about him, he might be good looking but he's probably nothing more than all the other guys. So why bother?

He sat next to me and looked at me. I guessed he was trying to decide what he thinks of me. I know what people think when they see me. Not quite tall girl, a little anorexic, with long dark red curly hair, outstanding clear blue eyes and cherry lips. Wearing simple trousers and a shirt. A ring on the left hand, three piercings (earrings actually) in each ear. People normally think I'm totally cute. I gave him the disturbed look, he realized I knew he was watching me and he turned back to the teacher.

That's just great. He paid attention to all the classes so it was really boring to sit next to him. See, told you he was just like any other guy!

But than I found something that caught my attention. A little piece of a beyblade was peeking out of his pocket. Interesting.

And yes, I'm a blader as well, just in a secret, because my father would have gone mad if he found out.