Exams are coming soon….yeah, so I'll be gone for like, two weeks. I should be able to post like four more chapters before, though, so don't worry ;) and so, the next chapter comes around! And I decided that we need more action *smiles evilly* keep reading, my minions…. Oh, and since I keep forgetting to do this goddamned disclaimer, I do not own Beyblade, or the majority of these OC's besides Anika and Natsumi, who are both copyright to me, together with their beys.
Tubasa Otori : Anika Last (x)
Dynamis : Natsumi Hiwatari (x)
Toby : Zeo Abyss
King : Cassie McAlistair (x)
Kyoya Tategami : Aurora Heart (x)
Ryuga Kishatu : Wanda Dominique Endou (x)
Julian Konzern : Andrea Zappora
Bao : Neptune
Nile : Merulia Tategami
Wales : Cynthia Lance
Yuki Mizusawa : Blaze Hagane
Chris : Abby Tyler
Aguma : Kiyoko Ume
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Cynthia Lance slammed the door behind her, storming into her dorm like a wildfire. Two heads turned to face her, those of Blaze and Cassie, her annoying roommates. She hated them, and hated sharing a room with them.
She glared at them, waiting.
"What, Cynthia?" Cynthia hated the annoyance she heard in Cassie's voice.
"Have any of you seen my favourite bey launcher grip?" She hissed, impatient.
"No, I'm sorry." Blaze held her hands out in apology. Cynthia hissed again and stormed back out of the dorm.
Cynthia had straight silver hair, and rainbow coloured eyes, that twinkled when she was happy. But she was rarely happy, it seemed. She had tan skin, and a tattoo of a rainbow under her right eye. She usually wore light blue skinny jeans and a short purple shirt. She rarely liked hanging out with other girls, and preferred the company of other boys.
But now, she stormed into the dorm and headed out on the campus, catching sight of a group of girls, leaning over and issue of Beyblade Illustrated. She had half a mind to rip that magazine up, she was in such a bad mood.
She ran up the huge steps up to the school. She thought she may have left it in the gym, so she ran through the empty hallways. Everyone was outside, enjoying the weather, it seemed. Of course, only she had to run around, looking for her launcher grip.
She stopped in the beyblade gym, and stared, mouth wide open in surprise. Two of the gym's five bey stadiums were busted, rocks strewn around the gym. And was the floor…wet? She groaned. Her grip was nowhere in sight. As she was leaving, her eye was caught by a piece of paper fluttering on the wall. She walked up, curious.
"The Metal High Prom. Whoa, it's in a week or so." She whispered, not being able to remember what day it was. "I wonder if I should go." Half her mind was wondering if she would be able to find a date. She didn't have to, but people would expect her to. She shrugged and turned to leave. An idea was forming in her mind, but she pushed it back.
Cynthia mainly hung out with guys, anyway. But lately, her heart had let her know that she had developed feelings for both of her two best friends. She was nervous, though. She didn't know if either of them liked her back.
"Hey, Cynthia."
Cynthia jumped, startled, whirling around. Ryuga grinned at the startled look on her face.
"Oh, h-hey, Ryuga." Cynthia stammered, but then quickly recovered. "Ryuga. What'cha doing?"
"Nothing."
Was he blushing? Cynthia shook her head. This was Ryuga, the Dragon Emperor. Still, it made her idea come back to the front of her mind. She growled.
"What?" Ryuga asked, smiling sadistically. "You're acting like a mad dog."
"I am mad. I lost my favourite launcher grip." Cynthia covered up quickly.
"Of course you did." He snickered.
"Stop!" She pushed him lightly. He shoved her back harder, and they both laughed.
"Hey!" Another voice came from behind them, and strong arms shoved Cynthia again. She turned to see a grinning Wales.
"What was that for?"
"You looked like you needed a push." He answered, putting his arms behind his head. "Hey, you guys going to the Prom, right?" He asked.
They nodded.
Wales checked his watch, then winked at Cynthia. "Anyway, I have some homework to finish." He remarked, and then trotted off again, leaving Cynthia and Ryuga alone.
"You want to battle?" Ryuga asked.
"I'm guessing you're the one who destroyed the gym?" Cynthia scoffed. "Where will we battle? The janitor will murder you."
"Me? What are you talking about?!" He exclaimed in mock surprise. "I'm the Dragon Emperor!"
"Precisely." She teased.
"Whatever." He answered back. "You couldn't beat me. No one can!"
Cynthia rolled her eyes. Her idea popped back into her head for a third time, but she shoved it back down. It surfaced again, though. It was like trying to sink a floaty. But why not? She thought. Now is a perfect moment.
Mustering her courage, she took a deep breath. "Ryuga?"
He glanced at her. "What?"
"I was wondering if you would go to the Prom with me." She gushed.
The look that crossed Ryuga's face immediately made Cynthia regret her decision. He turned to her slowly, picking his words with care. "I already asked someone…I mean, I'm going with Wanda…..I like you as a friend but….we just woudn't…yeah…" He trailed off, looking troubled.
Tears rushed to Cynthia's eyes, but she turned her face away so Ryuga couldn't see. She'd never felt so humiliated in her life. She turned her back on Ryuga and took off running, not registering the fact that he was calling after her. She ran and ran until she was as far away from the school as possible without leaving campus, then slumped down on the grass. She tried to hold back the tears, she knew she would only be humiliated more, but they still came, running down her cheeks like a river. She tried to wipe them away, in vain, so she just his hear head in her arms, shoulders shaking. She wanted her life to end. She wanted this day to disappear from her memory. And most of all, she wanted to kill the little, stupid girl that Ryuga liked over her. What had she been thinking, anyway? How could anyone like a non-social being like her?
"Cynthia?"
"Go away!" She yelled, recognizing the voice. The last person she needed to see now was Wales.
"Cynth, look, can I talk to you?" Wales repeated, running a hand through his windswept hair.
Cynthia slowly looked at him. "What do you want from me?" She hissed.
"Well, I was actually…..I don't know anymore." Wales sighed and sat down next to Cynthia on the ground.
"Yeah, me neither." Cynthia answered sarcastically. "You done? Leave." She finished flatly.
Suddenly, Wales put his hand under her chin and turned her head to face him lightly. "Cheer up." He smiled softy and drew his finger across her cheek, wiping away the tears.
Cynthia flinched and pulled away. "What are you doing?"
Wales looked slightly hurt. "I just want you to cheer up is all. I thought I ought to tell you: if you ever need a date to make you quit sulking, I'm free." Cynthia sensed amusement in his voice. She scowled and turned away. Only when Wales was a couple meters away did it dawn on her what he had offered. She let out a little shriek, then covered it up. The last thing she needed was to look like a primadonna. But she couldn't keep it in.
"Wales?!" She shouted across the campus.
He turned for a second, raising an eyebrow.
"I…..I think I'll accept your offer."
He nodded, then kept on walking. Cynthia had half a mind to run after him but she didn't. She would talk to him later, when she was in a better mind state. One thing, though, shot to the front of her mind, and she couldn't help grinning…..her plan had worked out.
Atleast, sort of.
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Ahhhhh it was so hard to keep them in character! I'm sorry if they, mostly Wales, are OOC…I watched all the episodes of Beyblade with Wales in them so I could write about him better but I have a feeling it failed xD I'm sorry yet again! And thank you to Fallenbey for the character of Cynthia Lance, she definitely contributed to some drama! If you want me to update faster, review review review! Reviews are mah fuel! -eaglenation, over and out
