OK first off, I love beyblade, and how this story came to be, I don't know. It just popped in my head when I thinking and I had to write about it. I really hope you all enjoy the first chapter, I don't think most of my stories will be this long, if you don't like it. Hehe, well, please enjoy.

Worst that goes to good:

I couldn't help but frown, the worst day of my life, but not the last because more was just brewing around the corner. I didn't even want to look at my mother, knowing full well, what she would say, and I didn't want to hear it, not a single word of it.

"Have a nice day Belle." I growled at my mother. "Pick you up after practice!"

I repeat, worst day ever! Yes, God was against me today, and I hated it, why didn't lightning strike down on me and just end it. Nothing could be worse that having a horrible day, because you're mother was sending you to the worst place of all time! But you know, now that I'm here, it wasn't all bad, because I wouldn't think about it, I wouldn't let what is going on today, ruin my performance that was in store for me today. I wouldn't, nothing would ruin this…I think…

I opened the doors to the most amazing place any person would want to be in. 'Gymnastics Plus' was the place to be in order to get away from everything and everyone. I felt so at home here, and I knew nothing would bring me down, but sadly, something did. My mother was shipping me off to see my father, who lived here in North Carolina. He here of all places on this stupid island which I don't know the name of. It was the worst, not just because of that, but, the fact the Colorado kids from the 'Rocky Mountain' gymnastics gym where going to compete against us in just a few months and I might not even be here to compete agaisnt them!

"Floor, now, Belle." I heard one of my coach's say. "Yes sir." I responded without hesitation.

My mother tried to work my rough schedule around with my dad, but couldn't manage it, this summer was the only time I was able to spend time with him, the only summer that I was going to compete in as a champion!

As I took to the floor, I took in three deep breaths and exhaled out through the mouth. "I want an Arabian." I nodded, Arabians where easy, if you didn't choke on it. If you did, the worst that could ever happen was death or just something broken.

I started running, picked up my hands by my ears and did a perfect round off with two perfect back flips then with all my momentum in the air; I flew with a one front tuck on the matt on both my feet perfectly. I had a smile on my lips as to how proud of myself I was.

"Good, now in order to be the very best, I want to see a Double Arabian! I know you've been slowly working on it." Shockingly I looked at my coach, he's got to be crazy, he just had to be. I couldn't do that.

"No way in hell can I pull that stunt. I can barely get a good Arabian by it's self." To be the best, I had to do it, but I didn't want to die.

"It's all up to you. The last thing I want to do is push you into something that you can't handle. Why don't you take five, I'll be right back."

I grunted walking off the floor. "Can you really pull off a Double Arabian?" I turned to see Lisa, one of my many best friends here in the gymnastics. Her glossy black hair was pulled into a messy braid. "Not even I can do that, and we've been in gymnastics since we were kids!"

"Yeah, well, Coach Bohn thinks I can. But honestly, I'm freaking out, that's one of the hardest stunts to ever pull off."

"If you want to be good, you need to pull it off, well, that's if you want to beat the Chinese…"

Lisa was right, in order to beat the Chinese, I had to be competition, if not, they would smoke us… no not even! They would terminate us all! I felt a wave of air pass me as I talked. I turned and saw another one of my good friends Kelly on the balance beam; Kelly was working hard as always. She made a hand stand and brought her chest down closer to the beam, she picked herself up again and lifted one hand of the beam and maintained her good balance. Kelly then brought her hand back and did back flip with a dismount.

"UGH! I can't do it! Lisa, I can't pull off a Double Arab!" I yelled as Kelly waved at me when she went to get herself wter. I saw her smile, she knew what mood I was in.

"All you have to do is work on it, I'm Sure Coach Bohn will let you use the supporter." Lisa explained to me trying to calm me down before I had to go back onto the floor.

On the floor, I saw Coach Bohn. I saw the supporter that was hanging in his hands. I never had to use one in such a long time. I was strapped on while being given a lecture about all of this, i had to once again be reminded that this supported wouldn't always protect me. "You need height, and strength, but importantly, you need good momentum, that the most important one of all. If you don't land, this will catch you." I nodded, but that didn't mean I wasn't ready. "Land it."

I took to the edge of the floor, everyone's eyes on me. I took a good running start, landed a round off and did two perfect back flips then twisted with the effort of trying to land with two front tucks, that didn't go so well. I felt myself not getting wher I needed to be, I felt myself get scared and I lost it. What I was happy for though, was the support that held me in mid air when my coach pulled the rope. I mentally slapped myself for even trying this stunt that I knew I couldn't do...even if I did practice.

"What the hell was that?" Damn, he was mad now. "Your lucky for that support, if not, you could have said good-bye to gymnastics!"

I could feel my temper rising from the inside. "I told you, I can't do it! It's insane, and some one has to be crazy to do something like this! I've tried it once, and it didn't work out, what makes you think that it'll work out again?"

"Then you could say good-bye to your title!" That pinched a nerve in my body. The National Champion, a title of a life time. Any one would be honored to hold that in their hands. I was scared though, I was scared I was going to fail.

I wasn't sure if she was talking to me or not, it could have been the radio that was on, or my music, I couldn't tell. From the corner of my eye I saw her lips moving, so I figured she was.

I pulled down my head phones, "Belle, are you listening to me? Hmmm, no your not…" She gave a sigh. "You know, I'm going to miss you. But you'll have fun at you're fathers house." How enthusiastic was she trying to be? Going to my father's house was the worst place. Yes, though my mother walked out on him, for whatever means she did... he could have come after us, or her. He never came to my birthdays, or came to see me, not even calls. And not once did he ever see me compete in gymnastics. My mother worked two jobs so we could keep our beautiful two story house. She got payed well, and I don't know how; maybe her new boyfriend or something. He's only come over a few times and I didn't really talk to the guy, he just annoyed me because I didn't like him much. I assumed he helped my mom pay for the bills or most of them.

I used to miss my father for so many years, but after seeing that he woul never come back I saw that it was no use. I hated my father for my own reasons. We suffered most of the time, but we made it without him.

I felt my body tense up again...

"How could you do this to me? You know what this summer means to me! I'm the National Champion and should be training!"

"Sweet heart, I know. I'm sorry, but maybe you could do your own training down by the beach? Though we don't live far from the island, don't think you can go to the gym and practice, this is the time you should spend with the father who was never their."

I threw my hands up in frustration, "right their, that point, the father that was never their! Could you make it clearer?" I grunted toward the window. I could tell it wasn't much longer until we stopped. Off the bridge I saw a Ferris wheel turning. A Carnival was going on, that was something to look forward too.

"Please try and spend time with him, it wasn't his fault, it wasn't any our faults, things just happen." I rolled my eyes, I was ticking time bomb as people always put it, and right now this bomb was getting ready to explode. "Do you understand?"

"Yes! I understand…"

"I'm just trying to do what I think is best."

We turned into a street tha was covered with trees, then a dirt road that I don't remember all to much. The car came to a stop. I looked out the window and smelled the beach. Off of a little horizon, I saw blue; the ocean. I looked back to the house; it was pretty big, a blue wall, nice tiles, a screen covering the porch and a work shop near it. There were stairs to get up to the house. I had to admit, it was pretty nice. I saw the screen door open, and out he came. I can't really remember the last time I saw my father. Both my folks were young when they married, reason being, I was going to be born. At the age of eighteen, my mother was knocked- up by my father; they married and continued going to school, and they were happy. By the age of five, my mother and I left, and never returned home. Amazing how he's still young, I could tell he was maybe in his 30's still.

"Good to you see again Ashley." yeah, he was still young. The last I saw of him was maybe two years ago. "How are you?"

"Good, good. Sadly, I can't stay and chat, I have to get some sleep tonight, I have double shift tomorrow." She got my things out, while my father helped. I didn't stare at him. He grabbed half the stuff, while I grabbed the other half. I kissed my mother good-bye as she took off.

"Congratulations, I saw that you got the title of National Champion here." He smiled at me, he was trying.

"Yup, to bad my father wasn't around to congratulate me." He darted his eyes to floor and turned to lead me to my room. He continued walking up the steps until we reached the inside of the house. I still followed as he led the way up more stairs into a small hall way in which he turned into a room, that I figured was mine.

"This will be your room. I cleaned it up, hope it's too the liking." I nodded. It was nice. Nothing to big, or to small, nothing was even out place that seemed weird. He was trying to avoid anything that would seem awkward.

"Do you mind if I go down to the Carnival?" For some reason, I couldn't help but ask.

"Sure, does your mom have a curfew for you?"

"No, I don't stay out long." He nodded his approval as I got up. "I won't be out long, I want to look around. And don't worry; I can take care of myself pretty good."

"Alright, you can go, just be safe."

"Like I said, don't worry about me, I'll be fine. I'll be home soon, you don't have to wait up for me."

The fresh breeze on my face felt good. It felt awesome not to wear a tight leotard for a good while, but it would feel strange at the same time. A whole bunch of people were here. I never really got the chance to be at one these. If only I had friends to share this with, but they were all back home training. I walked around the place at least three times smiling at everything that surrounded me. While walking, I noticed a small spot of stairs leading up to a small cemented park like state. I saw a few benches on top of the park and railings that were carved from wood. It looked really pretty, especially with the trees that grew around the place. I decided to go check it out. When I got to the top I saw that it was a huge place, so big with such a huge space. I walked to the wood railing and looked down. Sand was everywhere, and if you were to fall, it would be a pretty okay landing, your butt would hurt if you fell on it, but if you jumped off you could land just right and then climb back up again. Not much of a distance fall.

"Tyson!" I heard peoples voices far off from where I was, they weren't too far, but far enough where I had to kind of squint to see who they were. I guess the boy they called was the one wearing the cap with dark blue hair tied back. He as wearing a yellow shirt and red jacket.

The girl shouting was tall and skinny wearing a skirt and brown jacket that seemed to match her hair. A short boy next to him was wearing huge glasses on top of his head and was in shorts, I smiled to see how puffy his hair was. Most of the laughing was coming from this blonde kid who had a blue shirt on and was wearing brown pants. My lingered toward; what seemed to be a Chinese boy with long hair and what gave it away, Chinese clothing that was all white. The last boy caught my attention, tall and masculine, with two shades of color on his hair, dark blue and grey. He was very attractive, but I knew better than to fall those typical kinds of boys.

Tyson was on the railing trying to balance himself, he had no coordination. He stumbled a few times, but regained each of the composures. I got closer, not wanting to be too nosey about it all. It was kind of entertaining. While I watched, I never once thought about whom was walking behind me, until that someone made it clear by pushing me roughly.

"Hey, watch it!" I shouted. Everything went quiet. "Don't you know it's not polite to bump into a girl like that?"

The boy who pushed me had tattoos on his arms, and wasn't all the charming to look at. I couldn't help but want to shiver, but I stood my ground as I learned from experience back home. He wore dark clothing and had messy hair with a sneaky look all over his face, which said something, something like 'don't mess with me' "What's the matter, this little mouse doesn't like to be pushed around?" I felt him touch me lightly on the arm; I moved away fast, "This little mouse has speed."

"Leave her alone Ryan." From the corner of my eye the masculine boy spoke.

Ryan had an annoyed look on his face. "Was I talking to you? No I wasn't. Anyways, I was just looking for my crew, they seem to be lost." He held up his hands as if he surrendered.

I didn't want to be apart of this, I started to move when Ryan blocked my path. "What's wrong, don't want to play?"

"With you, no way, I don't play with dirty rats." I snarled at the comment. I had a strange feeling; I was dealing with the wrong guy. "I would leave, now!"

"You think you can order me around." He lunged for me, but I ran and jumped on the railing. "Touch me, and I'll jump. I'm not afraid too."

He laughed at this. "You wouldn't jump." as he got closer I shrugged and jumped off. "What the?" after that I heard foot steps running off.

"She jumped, she's dead!" I heard the girl scream.

"I'm not dead!" I jumped to grab the railing. I swung my leg over and balanced myself while sitting. "See, I'm ok, nothing to worry about."

"But, you jumped! You should have at least twisted something." The Chinese boy stumped out.

"She's an athlete." I looked toward the masculine boy. "Am I right?"

I nodded, shocked that he knew that. "What gave that away?" He looked at my arms, "oh, yeah, my arms. I guess the muscle gave it away."

They all just stared at me, I found that pretty rude. Tyson gave me a huge grin like he was wanting to say something but couldn't think of what to say. Then his grin just turned dorky.

Tyson lunged at me. "Nice to meet you, my name is Tyson!" He shook my hand as I got off the railing. "This tough talker is Kai, and that's Ray, this is Max, Hilary and Kenny!" What a hyper boy he was. "And you're name?"

I looked at the small group, "My name…its Belle." Most of them smiled at me. I felt pretty comfortable; maybe this was a good kind of group to hang with, until summer ended. I looked at the carnival, I kind of wanted to go back to it. "Do you mind if we go down to the carnival?"

"Why? It's pretty boring," stated Max.

I slowly looked to the floor. "You see, I've never really been to one before…" Almost all of them stared at me like I was a freak, for the love it all, so what if I never actually went to one? "What? It's not my fault that I can never go to these things!"

"Why not?" I looked at Hilary; they were all waiting for my answer, "I'm pretty sure they have some where you come from?"

"Well, at least you all figured I wasn't from around here. I don't have time, and my mother never lets me."

"So you still listen to mommy, like a good little girl." I watched Kai as he did a little smirk. I took everything back, correction; there was only one person I wasn't going to happy being with here.

What could I tell them? Oh, I'm not allowed because my coach said it wasn't good for me. Bull shit! I can't, I'm not allowed to say anything about it. Hell, I can't even date nor have a boyfriend! I guess, I just had to make them believe what I want them to believe.

"I guess you caught me, pretty sad for a seventeen year old." What more could I really say? I had to pretend for myself.

"Well, let's give Belle what she wants. The Carnival will be here for at least four days, we can make the best of it by eating, playing games and getting on the rides!" Tyson started rubbing his stomach. I guess the way to a guy's heart is through his stomach.

While walking, I was getting to know Hilary a bit more. I liked her calmness, it was nice. "How do you get your hair to have that nice wavy body shape?"

"I don't do anything, most of the time I have it picked up, but when I'm at home it's down."

I saw Hilary staring at my clothes. "Are you a rebellious punk? And how do you stay so thin! Not even I can do that, no matter how hard I work out!" My black top and skinny jeans with my combat boots might have said something.

"So many questions hold on. Ok, first, I'm not rebellious, but I do dress in that style, but not to say that I am one, that's kind of stating a poser. I've been working out since I was little; I was in a lot of activities. And I eat a balanced diet that my mother sets up for me."

"How lucky you are to be so thin and wear those kinds of slim jeans and shirts that show off your boobs." I started laughing. She was funny. "Don't laugh, that's mean!"

"Sorry, I never really got those kinds of complements before. Thank you." She smiled back. "So, what do we do now?"

"Hmmm, Belle, try this!" Tyson handed me a hot dog that had a bunch of junk all over it. "Trust me it's good."

I kept staring at it. I never really had this kind of food. As I took it, I kept looking it over, "Really, is it good?"

Again they all looked at me, "You have got to be kidding me? You mean to tell us, that you never had a hot dog before!" I nodded my head. Ray just kept staring at me, as if he couldn't believe what I just told him. "For starters, put it in your mouth and chew then swallow."

I bit it, and started chewing, I knew my eyes went up in stars; this was the best thing I've ever tasted! I licked my lips, and continued eating until no more was left. I frowned, and then I felt it. My stomach did not agree one bit, and I felt like I was about to puke it all up, including this morning breakfast. "Excuse me for a moment; I need to make a phone call." I got my phone out and ran toward the out house that I saw earlier nearby. While running I stuffed my phone in my pocket and leaned against one of the walls, and burst my guts out. "Ugh…" I felt my hair being pulled back. I didn't want to look.

"Hot dog made you sick?" I knew that voice, the annoying voice that I hated. "You're fragile." Kai was getting on my nerves now. I'm not fragile, never was, if I was I wouldn't be in gymnastics, I wouldn't be the National Champion. But what did I care; it was just a title that hardly anybody knew about. "For 90 pounds, you really let it all out."

"I don't like that attitude that you are using with me. You treat with damn respect, or we can be true blue enemies, you pick!" My finger were on his chest now, and I wasn't going to move it. I lput my foot down right now. "As it is, I want to bash you're head through the wall, or something." At this point, his eyes went a bit wide as if no one in the whole world, as in a girl ever spoke to him in such a manner.

"Violent are we."

"Yes, people call me a ticking time bomb! Deal with it."

"Okay, I'm sorry. I didn't mean offend you in any way."

Walking back to the group, I noticed a new addition to the family, a red head. They introduced me to him; his name was Tala, nice name. We played a couple of games while I drowned my self in lemonade. I had to admit, I was having a really nice time, but that didn't count when half the girls where death glaring at me. Was it because I was the new girl for the summer, or they just labeled me as one the bitches here. Kai didn't pay much attention to me, which I found very nice. I looked at my money; I had enough to by something else.

"I'll be right back. I'm going to go by something."

"Hey Belle, we'll be at the ferries wheel." I nodded at Ray.

I was waiting for my candy apple when a girl tapped my shoulder, "I wouldn't hang out with that gang, the boy, Kai, is a real trouble maker."

I turned tmy back to the stand and smirked; "Really now?"

"He's a real play boy; I wouldn't trust him at all."

"Who might this girl be that's telling me all of this?"

She looked around, "I'm Megan, and I know a lot of stuff, around here. I'm sorry, I'm just saying to be careful."

"Let me guess, you would be a gossiper?" She frowned at my comment.

"For you're information, me and Kai are dating!"

"Oh, is that a fact? I don't care. I'm just here to hang. And for grammar revising; it's Kai and I smarty." I walked off with my apple a bit disappointed. I didn't know why. I don't really care much for guys, I do check them out, I mean, who wouldn't, and most of the guys here are pretty hot.

I saw my new friends joking around by the ride, I asked Hilary to put the apple in her bag. And we all decided to get on the Ferris wheel; I've never been on one before. I ignored Kai as he sat next to me. We were so high, it felt amazing, but I started to panic when Tyson and Max started moving the seats; I gripped a hand, but couldn't tell who it belonged too. I faced the person and pulled my hand free seeing that it belonged to Kai. He gave me an annoyed look, and I returned with the same favor. I looked at all the sights, and saw the black ocean with the stars illuminating off of it.

"Are you mad at me?" I heard Kai speak.

"No, I'm just enjoying the ride."

"How can you enjoy something when we stopped on the top?"

I shrugged. I don't know, because I just can."

"Hn."

"What was that?"

It's something that I do when I feel annoyed, or can't figure something out."

When we got off, I looked at my phone to see that it was at least 11 O'clock, it was best that I get home now. I sighed and got my apple from Hilary's bag. "Sorry, guys, but I got to head home now."

"Really?" sighed Hilary. "I hope you had fun. We'll be here again tomorrow to get on all the rides."

I smiled and waved at them, and then I saw Kai coming to me, "I can give you a ride I'm taking off also."

"I don't want one from you. I can walk."

"You know, you're pretty bipolar, first you're all nice, and then you're just bitchy. That's a real problem"

I smiled, "I guess I'm just dysfunctional, the doctors probably dropped me when I was born, and bam! I was born!"

Kai smiled, "You are something else Bells."

"Well, would you look at that, I made you smile!" He went back to frowning state. "Too bad, I actually liked it." I started walking again, "I don't need a ride, and I can take care of myself." With that said and done, I walked with my hands in my pocket and the stars shining on me.

On my way home, I couldn't help but feel that I was being watched by someone. Every time I turned around I couldn't spot anything out of the ordinary, it was strange really. It felt evil, like who ever it was wanted to harm me, but I just couldn't picture it. When I got to the screen fencing in side the house, I decided to make a stand off. I turned around and put my hands on my hips and glared at everything, and then I got caught it, a shadow, it was moving, so I continued to stare, stare and make the impression I'm not scared, give me your best shot, it seemed to work, but I was scared, and shaking, then finally turned around and went inside.

"Dad, I'm back…"

"Hello sweet-heart, did you have fun?" I found him in the kitchen and sat at the table and replied with a yes. He looked at me and smiled, "Make any new friends?"

"I did, nice group of kids."

"This island is pretty small, almost everybody knows each other, maybe I could help you out."

Well, might as well make some effort to communicate."Well, theirs Hilary."

"She's a nice girl with a very decent family. Hang out with her, you won't regret."

Dad and I talked for a good while, until he saw me yawn, he motioned to my room. I couldn't help it; I was dead tired from all the training and the carnival. As soon as I was done with my shower, I land on my bed, and fell asleep.

What the time was, I didn't know, but I could tell it was early, the sun was bright, and bothering me, badly. I cursed the sun all the way to hell. I rolled, "AHHH!" I landed hard on my ass.

"Belle, what happened?" I heard my dad running up the stairs, "Are you Okay?" As he busted through the door he started laughing, the blanket was covering me all over. "I take that the blanket won this battle?"

"Damn blanket, I'll kill it!" I got up and dumped my blanket on my bed, "I'll deal with you later." I pointed an accusing finger.

Walking down stairs, I felt unease in my stomach. "Something wrong Belle?" I didn't know what to say, I felt my body go pale.

"Dad, where…is the trash can?" I said in a hurried tone, he pointed to one that was right next to the kitchen entrance; I grabbed it fast and stuffed my face in it to let out my guts again. "I feel terrible…"

"What's wrong?" I couldn't say anything "did you eat something that didn't agree with you last night?"

"I had a hot, and then I ate the candy apple that I bought for you. It looked good." He started to laugh, "Its okay, you're just not used to eating these kinds of food. You're mother told me that she has you on a diet."

"Just something to help me keep fit. Nothing big, I don't eat this kind of stuff."

After a while, I felt much better, and decided to take another shower to get the taste and the smell out of my body. I heard my dad talking to someone, but I couldn't tell who it was, but they left, as soon I got down the stairs, I didn't really bother to ask him who it was.

"I'm going to go down to the beach, and then maybe the carnival, so don't wait up for me." I walked out the door without a good bye, I don't know why, but I was in a foul mood, and I'm pretty sure he knew that. I guess that's why he didn't bother to talk to me.

The beach was beautiful, so calm, hardly anyone on the beach, if so, it was a couple here and their holding hands and being all lovable and what not. I tried to picture myself, but I couldn't, it wasn't me, and it never would be me. I found it very impossible, and it was sad. I always wondered what love meant, but boys, when was their time, hardly any time. A crazy, psycho path, which would fall for that? A weirdo!

Well, this is my first story. I really hoped you liked it. If you want, check out my other stories and I'll be sure to post more soon. Thank you.

~LostAngel217