Heather: BOO! haha. I scared you didn't I?

Tyson: What's wrong with you today?

Heather: I had some of Maxie's candy. Perked me up a lot!

Tyson: How much did she take from you?

Max: All of my pixie sticks *starts crying* Why?!?!

Heather: *running in circles* Mwahaha! MWAHAHA!

Max: *still crying* Why the pixie sticks? THOSE WERE MY FAVORITE, HEATHER!!!!

Heather: MWAHAHA! *runs into the wall and is knocked unconscious*

Tyson: Thank god. I don't think I could have taken much more of that.

Max: *still crying* WHY!?

Tyson: Let's just start the story *sighs*

Chapter 9

To the Hospital We Go

Everyone had been in the waiting room of the hospital for at least two hours. Mr. Dickenson and Rachel's grandpa came fifteen minutes after Kenny called them. Everyone was sitting in the chairs while Tyson had his legs pulled up against his chest. Ray was behind all the seats pacing back and forth.

"Will you stop?! That pacing is driving me crazy?" Tyson shouted at Ray.

"Leave him alone, Tyson" Kai said, not even opening his eyes.

"It's making me go insane!" Tyson yelled. He was starting to rock in his chair.

"I'm sorry but I can't handle the fact that I don't know how my girlfriend's doing or if she's even alive!" Ray shot out.

"Wha...what? You and Rach are going out?" Tyson questioned, forgetting about everything else.

Ray just nodded his head and resumed his pacing.

"You sly dog" Tyson said with a grin. He then looked at Kai. "You hear that, Kai? Ray got YOUR so-called girl."

"I really don't believe this is such a time that we need to be discussing these things" Mr. Dickenson rang in.

Slowly the doors of the waiting room opened and a tall man with black hair, green eyes, and wearing a white coat walked in.

"I assume you all are the family and friends of Rachel?" the man asked.

"Yes we are. My name is Mr. Dickenson. Tell me. How is the young lady?" he questioned while rising and shaking hands with the doctor.

"I understand she is a beyblader. I would suggest she not "battle" as you say, for at least a week but.."

"They all know by now that I don't really listen to orders anyway." Rachel slowly wobbled into the waiting room on crutches. She had a cast on her left leg not to mention cuts and bruises on her arms and face.

The Bladebreakers ran from their spots and went up to Rachel.

"How do you feel. sis?" Tyson asked.

"Um, let me see. Kinda like I got hit by a car" she said, grinning at her worried brother.

Ray slowly stepped forward. "No. How do you really feel, Rach?"

She couldn't help but smile at him. He was so cute when he was worried. "I'm a little sore, but other than that I feel fine."

"That may be so" Mr. Dickenson started "but you should take it easy for next couple of days."

"Man. You people worry too much" Rachel said, shaking her head.

"Chill out, homegirl. Let's head back to the crib" her grandfather said.

"But what are we going to do about tomorrow?" Rachel questioned while looking towards Kai.

"I think we should all rest up tomorrow. We leave for the Bahamas at 6 am Thursday. Everyone better be on time" Kai said, directing the last part towards Tyson.

Everybody started filing out of the waiting room, leaving Ray and Rachel alone.

Rachel slowly tried to work her crutches right to get out of the room. She finally stopped and said "Guess I'm not too good with these stupid things."

Ray walked up to Rachel. They stared into each other's eyes for a couple of seconds before Ray wrapped his arms around her and put his head barely on her shoulder.

"Are you ok, Ray?" Rachel asked. She could feel something lightly drop on her shoulder as he sniffed.

Ray looked at her with red, puffy eyes. "I didn't think you were going to make it. I thought I was going to lose you before we really had a chance to be together."

"Ray" she said softly. They both closed their eyes and slowly moved their heads closer to each other. They finally had their first real kiss.

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Tyson: Boy that was a lame chapter.

Max: WHY THE PIXIE STICKS!?

Tyson: Geez Max. Drop it already.

Max: *runs out of the room crying*

Heather: *gets up off of the floor* Did you just say this chapter was lame, you evil, Max-hating SOB?

Tyson: Why are you being so mean to me?

Heather: Because you eat all of my food, so there. MWHAHA!

Tyson: Are you still on a sugar high?

Heather: GET OUT!!!!

Tyson: *leaves with his head down*

Heather: Ok. I know this was short but I wanted to start the tournament in a different chapter. Plus, I figured some people wanted to know how Rachel was. Happy SC? Look, I can update a story. YEA!!! I'd also like to thank ShadowDragon22 for reviewing every chapter. You people do love me!

Tyson: *head in the window* You sure about that?

Heather: Shut up! *throws a brick that hits tyson on the head* Well I also might need some more teams for the tournament than just SC's team. (hehe. her name's Haley. Hahaha, I revealed your name) If you have any suggestions, just tell me when you click that ever-so-wonderful SUBMIT REVIEW button. So go ahead and start you slackers!