A/N: Hi it's me again! Um, let's see….I think I've got some mail to answer… OK, first to Dark_Moon: Believe me; I'm not trying to make Starr a Mary-Sue or anything. I never wanted to either. Thanks for telling me. I assure you though that she's not perfect or anything. I'm still gonna finish this fic, but I'll try not to make a Mary-Sue outta of her anymore. Jade-55: Thanks a lot!!! ^_^ And by the way, I love your fic; it's sooo good! Lady BlackDragon: Thanks once again!! Those last names sound pretty good, though I haven't chosen which one to use yet. I'll tell you when I do! And also, more suggestions are also appreciated from all. MysticDragon01: Thanks a lot! Last but definitely not least, Wild Azn-Cat: Ok, I get your point!! I'll start continuing it now, though I probably won't be able to finish it, since I've got a lot of ideas. I'm glad you enjoyed it so far, though.
I'll really start, now:
Disclaimer: Nope, I still don't own beyblade. I'm working on it, though! ^.^ (j/k)
Chapter 4: Chicago, Here We Come!
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Starr and Kai entered her room. Starr turned on the light, and then closed the door firmly behind her. She sighed heavily. This was not going to be easy.
"Well, are you gonna tell me?" Kai asked, arms crossed and an expectant look on his face.
"I-I" she started weakly. Then she paused, in deep thought. "I don't care!" she finally declared boldly. "Tell Mr. Dickinson and the rest of the team if you want. Mr. Dickinson already knows!"
Kai looked surprised for a split-second. Quickly regaining his composure, he said, "Ok, if that's what you want, I'll do that. Right now though, I'm going to go get some sleep." With that, he strode out of the room.
"I can't believe I told him that!" Starr mused. Mr. Dickinson's gonna kill me after he has to explain everything. But what choice did I have? I'd rather Mr. Dickson tell the story than me….ugh!" She didn't want anybody to treat her specially or differently. "Kai, you better not really tell!" she said aloud, and then sighed again. She was exhausted, but didn't want to sleep. "I've got to stop worrying about this!" she thought as she checked the clock. 3:08, it said. She got up and left the room too.
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At 7:30 in the morning,, everyone was up, packed and ready to head for the airport. Everyone, except for Tyson, that is. Rei carried him on his back (A/N: poor Rei, he's the one who always has to do these things….) while, the others took care of the luggage, etc. As soon as everything was packed in the van, and all the work was complete, Tyson woke up.
"Hey, what's going on?" he asked yawning. Everyone sweat-dropped as Rei set him down.
"Hey, thanks for letting us do all the work." Max said sarcastically.
"What?" Tyson was still tired and a bit confused.
"We're leaving, stupid! We're going to Chicago for the tournament!"
"What!? ….Oh, yeah. YAAAAAYY!!" Tyson was fully awake now and was jumping up and down.
Kai stood there, arms crossed disapprovingly. "If you want us to get to the airport on time, you'd better get in the van," he said.
"Ok, ok, I'm going in." Tyson said as he got in the van. "Geez," he thought. "He's even grouchier than usual today! Wonder what's up with him today. Must have not slept very well last night…"
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The group managed to get to their flight just in time. Unfortunately, Mr. Dickinson didn't manage to get seats that were close together. Kai had a seat in the very back next to Mr. Dickinson. Tyson and Max were seated together and had already started annoying their neighbors. Rei, Kenny and Starr had scattered seats far away form the others. Kenny was sitting towards the back, Rei sat closer to the middle, and Starr up near the front.
Nobody in the Bladebreakers seemed to notice, probably because of the excitement that was traveling around, but Starr was in a horrible state. Her dark hair was tangled and matted and there were dark purple circles under her eyes. She was exhausted from not getting any sleep and from worrying all last night. She had tried to avoid Kai and Mr. Dickinson as much as she could this morning, and it had worked pretty well. But she knew that sooner or later, it was all gonna come out. Not that she personally really cared, but everyone else who knew would be worried. She sighed. She might as well forget it now. Man, was she tired. She rested her head on the pillow and almost instantly fell asleep. It wasn't until the place landed that she woke up.
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"Well we're here!" Rei said cheerfully, as they set down their bags in front of the hotel-their new temporary home until the tournament ended.
"Great!" Tyson said, checking his watch. "Man, it's already 1:15 and we haven't had lunch yet. I can't believe I'm still alive! When are we gonna go eat??"
"Tyson", Kenny said, you had all that food that you brought with you on the plane!!"
"I know, but that was 2 hours ago. Now I'm starved!!"
Mr. Dickinson chuckled. "Ok, but first we've got to check in at the front desk Afterwards, we can go eat at a restaurant."
"Fine with us!" Max replied cheerfully.
Starr yawned, sleepily. Even though she slept through the whole flight, it still wasn't enough. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm still tired. I, um, could hardly sleep at all last night." She tried to avoid Kai's gaze as she said this. "I think I'll skip out on lunch today and take a nap."
"Ok!" Mr. Dickinson said. They entered the building. After checking in, Mr. Dickinson handed Starr the key to her room and left with the others. Tyson was chatting happily about something that had to do with Chicago restaurants and pizza, as they left the door.
"So, boys, what do you want?" Mr. Dickinson asked them.
"PIZZA!" Tyson and Max yelled! The others held no objection, though Kai gave the two an annoyed glance.
"Ok, then pizza it is!" Mr. Dickinson laughed.
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The Bladebreakers and Mr. Dickinson were seated at a table in a cozy Italian Restaurant. After ordering 2 pizzas (one for Tyson, another for the rest of the group), Mr. Dickinson brought up a subject.
"Boys," he said seriously. "There're a few things that I think you need to know about Starr."
"What?" asked Tyson, who was impatiently waiting for the food to arrive.
"Well...." (voice drowns out)
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Ok, I know, this chapter was really lame. I don't care if you say that it was crappy in your reviews this time, cause it's pretty much true. No action, no info, no nothing. Sorry everybody, but I'm really tired ad bitchy right now (think PMS) and can't think straight, so it took me 3 whole days to finish this tiny chapter, since I was really busy and all of the above. Next chapter will be much more interesting, that's 100% guaranteed. Mr. D will tell the guys Starr's story. Sorry once again. Pleez keep reviewing anyways, though (just to make me feel better?). Ok, bye.
Starwolf