Disclaimer- I do not own anything of Beyblade. Any reference to plotlines, characters, quotes and such are all credited to the creators of Beyblade.
From Author- So I'm getting some activity! I'm very surprised. I figured it would take longer for people who favorited me long ago to read my stories. I'm happy though! So thank you those who reviewed. I hope you continue to review in the future. Okay, enough gab, on with the story!
Beep. Beep. Beep. My alarm clock sounded off. I slowly opened my eyes and glanced at the clock. 6:00. I needed to get up and get ready for school. Grandpa helped enroll me in Tyson's school before I even got here so I was all set. Sitting up and turning off the alarm, I stretched and began to get dressed. Nothing fancy, just my favorite pair of jeans, short-sleeve t-shirt and sneakers. After brushing out my hair, I walked out into the dining room to get some breakfast.
"Morning, home girl!" Grandpa cheerfully greeted as I walked into the room. I smiled. "Morning, Grandpa." I replied and sat down at the table. A moment later, Grandpa laid a plate of eggs, sausage and rice in front of me. "Thank you, Grandpa." I said and began eating. When I was halfway through my breakfast, I realized something.
"Where's Tyson? Shouldn't he be getting up for school?" I asked. Grandpa just shrugged. "That boy is always sleeping in. No matter what I do, that boy is always trippin'." He said. I sighed. I did not want to be late for my first day of school…or any day for that matter. After eating the rest of my breakfast, I looked at the clock. I had better get Tyson up and quick! I put my dishes away and headed into Tyson's room, where his snores filled the room. I shook my head and walked over to him.
"Tyson, wake up. We need to go to school." I said, shaking him. All he did was groan annoyingly in his sleep and turn the other way. I sighed again. Only one way to get him up. I got up and at the same time, rip the covers off his body and ripped the pillow out from underneath his head. His head hit the mattress and he got up with a start.
"Hey! What?" He looked at me and saw the contents of his bed in my hands. "What was that for, Mikayla?" He asked, giving me a slight glare. I dropped the pillow and covers. "You need to get up because otherwise, we'll be late for school. And I don't want to be late on the first day! What kind of impression would that give?" I asked, crossing my arms. Tyson yawned.
"Yeah yeah, I getcha. I'm up." He said, stretching. After I let him get dressed, he quickly chowed down his breakfast (even now, it still amazes me how much he can eat and how quickly). Then, we grabbed our bags and headed to school. It had been awhile since I've been in this town so I let him lead just in case my memory didn't serve me right.
When we got there, all the students turned to stare at us. "Hey Tyson!" Some called and Tyson waved to them. The teacher, a young woman that looked to only be in her mid 20s, smiled at us.
"Well, good morning Tyson and I see you brought our new addition to the class. You must be Mikayla, right? Tyson's sister?" She asked. Everyone was now staring at me. I felt my face redden a little. I didn't like to be the center of attention like this. I slowly nodded.
"It's nice to meet you. I'm Miss Kincaid. Now, why don't you come up here and introduce yourself?" The teacher said. My face reddened even more. The dreaded introductions. All new students hated them. But I sighed, knowing there was no way around it. I walked up to the front of the class.
"Hello there. I'm Mikayla Granger, Tyson's younger sister. I just moved back here from America. And umm…I guess that's it." I said, playing with my hair nervously. Suddenly, a random boy shot his hand in the air.
"Do you beyblade like your brother, Tyson?" He asked. I nodded. "Yeah, I do." I said. At that, a big uproar of whispers broke out. I could hardly understand any of them. But then, something slammed their hands on their desk and stood up. It was a girl with short, brown hair and matching brown eyes. She didn't look happy.
"I don't believe this. Another person in here who's obsessed with those stupid bey-thingys has come to this school? And I thought Tyson was bad enough! I hope you can at least control yourself other than your brother because Tyson is already trying to make school seem like a joke." She cried out. I stared at her. Wow, what was her problem?
"And who might you be?" I asked. "My name is Hilary and I am Head of the Student Council and take my schoolwork very seriously." She said, shooting a glare behind her at Tyson, who glared back. "Well, congratulations for that but even though I am a beyblader, I am a good student. So please, don't go judging every beyblader that may walk through this halls because that's not very nice, is it, Hilary? After all, you're Head of the Student Council. Shouldn't you set a better example than discriminating against beybladers?" I said in my sweetest and calmest tone. I saw Tyson covering in his mouth in an attempt to hold back a laugh. Hilary, however, wasn't laughing. She turned beat red and sat back down with a huff. I merely smiled and took my seat next to Tyson.
"That was awesome! I have been waiting so long for someone to put Hilary in her place." He whispered to me. I merely smiled and winked at him. "No problem." I said and took out my notebook to take notes for the class.
After class, and after meeting one of Tyson's friends that he told me all about, Kenny, all three of us walked out of school together. Kenny was a short boy with brown hair and glasses who carried around a laptop that had a bitbeast named Dizzi in it. "So you're the beyblade technician expert?" I asked Kenny. He smiled and nodded. "I would love if you could take a look at my blade and see if I could use some adjustments." I said. Kenny's eyes lit up.
"Sure thing! I'll look at later today when we hang out at Tyson's after the little tournament downtown." He said. I blinked. "There's a tournament going on?" I asked. Tyson nodded. "Yeah, and I'm their special guest. After all, I am the world champion!" He said, pumping his fist. I sighed. That ego of his.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go!" I said and then, we headed off to the tournament. When we got there, we were greeted by none other than Mr. Dickinson, head of the BBA. He was an elderly, bald man with a white mustache and dressed in a nice suit while holding a walking cane.
"Tyson, my boy! There you are. We were starting to get worried that you weren't going to show!" He said. I have heard of Mr. Dickinson being a very kind man but I've never met him. Tyson has told me about him too and I was eager to meet him.
"I wouldn't miss this, Mr. Dickinson! Oh, and I'd like you to meet someone." He motioned to me. "This is my twin sister, Mikayla. She just moved back here from America and she's a beyblader too. And good one at that!" He said. I blushed. Mr. Dickinson smiled at me.
"Well, it's very nice to meet you, Mikayla. I hope to see you beyblade soon." He said. I nodded and gave a respectful bow. "Thank you and it's nice to meet you too, Mr. Dickinson." I said. He smiled again.
"Well, now that the introductions are done with, I say you get in there, Tyson! All of those beybladers are waiting for you." He said. Tyson grinned. "You got it, Mr. D!" He said and dashed inside.
"Hey, wait up, Tyson!" Kenny cried while we both ran after him. We caught up to him inside the stadium where a crowd of maybe two hundred people were. I looked at Kenny.
"So, what's Tyson's part in this?" I asked him. "Not only is he the special guest but the person who wins this tournament gets to have a beybattle with him." He said. "Really? Wow, whoever wins must be really excited. I mean, I'm sure Tyson is a very big inspiration to a lot of young beybladers out there." I explained.
"Yeah, I know what you mean." He said. Then, they announced the winner. Someone who called themselves Mister X. I looked at this so called person and my mouth fell open. He was wearing the same clothing that that girl wore. The girl that beat me at the airport back in Albany. Just then, as if feeling my eyes on him, the cloaked boy looked at me. My eyes went wide. He had the same piercing green eyes as the girl from the airport. Could this be a coincidence? Or something more?
"And now, it's time for the match you were waiting for! The match between reigning champion Tyson Granger versus Mister X, who won this tournament!" The announcer called out. Both Tyson and the cloaked boy stepped up to the dish. After they said a few brief words, to which I couldn't hear over the cheering of the crowd, they started up their beyblades. The crowd started the countdown.
"3…..2…..1…"
"LET IT RIP!"
Both beyblades were launched at the same time and hit the dish perfectly. I had to say I was excited. It had been two years since I've seen Tyson beyblade and I wanted to see how much better he's gotten. Immediately, the battle started to go in Tyson's favor because he was slamming the other's blade like crazy. But, this worried me. This is exactly what that girl did to me. And if there was some connection between her and this boy, then Tyson may be in trouble.
"Tyson! Be careful! He may have a trick up his sleeve!" I screamed but it was no use. The crowd was just too loud and Tyson didn't hear me. Kenny looked at me. "What makes you say that, Mikayla?" He asked. I bit my lip. Tyson, be careful. I thought.
Then, all of a sudden, Mister X's blade began to dodge Dragoon with amazing speed. I've never seen anything like it. "C'mon, is that all you got?" Mister X said to Tyson. The same disappointment. There was no doubt about it. There definitely was a connection between this cloaked boy and the cloaked girl from the airport. But, what were they after?
Suddenly, there was a giant uproar from the crowd. Tyson's Dragoon was just knocked out of the dish! I stared with wide-eyes. Tyson was defeated, just like I was. Now I know. Before, I kept it to myself but now I have to tell both Tyson and Kenny because there is definitely something going on here. Just who are these cloaked people and what did they want?
From Author- Okay sorry that there still isn't any Kai but hey, not my fault! He doesn't come in till a bit later in the season. Anyway, please review and tell me what you think!
