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~~~12 Years Later~~~
Majestic sounds created by the well polished violin filled the still, silent air, with many dazed people at ease. They were enchanted by the girl's music. Just enchanted.
Glistening blue lights shone on the gigantic marbel floor, reflecting the lights and the girl's reflection that provided the beautiful music.
She was wearing black slacks, with nicely stitched stars embroided at the bottom. No, don't get me wrong, its not jeans. The lass wouldn't dare wear jeans to the Regionals Finest Solo Violin Players. Never. And yet, she would never wear a dress, either.
Never.
But anyways, her top was a nicely bought top, with elegant material hanging down at the very peek of her shoulders. Nothing less, nothing more. And defiantly nothing fancy.
Her face was decent, although she could be very pretty if she put make-up on....which was the most stupidest thing, in her thoughts, and her calm eyes were peacefully closed. Just like the audience. Peaceful.
Heh, yeah right!
The girl, about the age of seventeen, was encouraging herself with comforting words underneath the closed eyelids. As if it helped.
Her aqua blue eyes were trembling nervously, amazed that she'd even made it this far.
It was the Regionals, and she was so sure of herself to win it. Last year, she got a silver medal, and the year before that, she was runner up. She practiced day and night, sometimes, for the finals, with no stops what so ever.
The sapphire blue lights that brimmed the edge of the stage showed signs of wavy-ness, and the stars stitched onto her pants danced in the light. The girl smiled to herself. It was nearly the ending of the song, and she couldn't mess up.
Not now with her grandfather, her friends, and her cousin watching. Especially not in front of the most talented violinists in the state of Minnesota - and the U.S.. And especially NOT the judges. There was no way that she could mess up in front of them. And in front of....him.
In front of....
Kai Hiwatari.
In front of the demon that was sent from hell to grace the earth with his pure evilness. The stupid bitch that just HAPPEND to love annoying her. It was like his only soul purpose in life. It was like...his hobby. His all time, 24/7 job.
The clock struck seven, and the cool summer night cascaded angel blue rays of light over the stadium. Specks of hot pink dashed here and there, showing signs of the sun surrendering to the moon.
The glass made cupola that sheltered the stadium slowly closed up, black curtains shielding the sky as the calm navy blue lights on stage faded into a jet black color. This was it. This was the final note. And the final note always has to end in perfect melody to wrap up the piece. There was no way she could mess up now.
No way in hell;
OR heaven.
She wouldn't.
She couldn't.
"I LOVE YOU, ALLISON!"
And...she did.
The note was in total misbalance, it was a loud sound that was jerked by her sudden bow movement; and her left hand was defiantly not in fourth position, which it was suppose to be in. Not in third position. Not in second position. Not in first position.
Heck, it wasn't even IN a position.
Her bow came in contact with the 'A' and 'E' strings, one high string and the other...high. Just really, really...
...high.
High pitched, that is.
It was like a banchees screech because of her fourth, or pinky, finger. It was almost off the freaking finger bored! The well made pale brown hair on the bow clashed with the violin's bridge, making the most hideous sound ever in the stadium.
The vibration that was made by this girl was terrifying to the audience's ears. Simply terrifying. The twenty microphones set around the stadium blasted the sound into the people's ears. More than 13,000 world wide people winced to their dismay, and the seventeen year old quickly took her bow off the strings. The lights were completely out now. Moans of sheer horror were out in the stadium now.
The sound vibrated in the air.
The whole entire palace-like building was still recovering from the horrible sound. It was like someone with long nails scratched a blackboard mockingly at them. But the sound was 20 times louder.
But while they were all moaning and groaning in pain in the darkness, none of them noticed the performer dashing across the stage. Away from the groans, which were then turned to
"AWWWW!!!!"
at their disappointment in such a wonderful piece of music. Away from the excited smiles that awaited her even if she did make that horrible mistake. Away from the gold trophy. Away from the stupid, worthless, silver medal she'll get. Away from her dream of winning first place in the Regionals and making it into the Nationals.
Leaving behind tears that showered the stage.
~*~*~
The girl roughly slammed her back against the wall, her tears descending down her slightly rosy cheeks, just like the way she was sliding down the wall.
She was in her own little room backstage of the huge stadium, her own little 'practice' spot right before her performance. The female loosened her hair, which then sloppily fell down into a upside down 'V' shape. Each side drapped over on either side of her shoulders as she rubbed her light red eyes roughly. She sniffed.
A loud cluster of noise crowded her door outside. There was a chorus of 'Shhh!''s and pairs of feet backed away from the ivory white door. A small knock was heard through the door, an a soft "Can I come in?" accompanied it.
"Suit *sniff* yourself." The violinist cried. She wipped the remaining tears that errupted from her eyes hastily, but she didn't bother to stand up.
The shiny gold doorknob proceeded to open slowly. "Ally?"
Ally. Well, Allison, was the violinists' name. Allison Granger.
Who was she, you ask?
Well... shes a violinist, a Kai hater, a granddaughter, a cousin, a best friend, a friend, a fun person to hang around with, 'hot' chick, a senior at Middleton High, a great volleyball and badminton player, and of course,
a beyblader.
She had cerulean locks which reached until the middle of her back, and usually in a upside down 'V' shape tied behind her head. Allison also had two long bangs that rested themselves on both side of her face. The lass's eyes were a beautiful shade of aqua blue that shone whatever emotion she was feeling. Right now, she was on the verge of tears again.
"Aw, c'mon, Ally! Your usually the happy one..." Trailed off another girl.
Allison sniffed.
The first lass that entered the room looked at her worriedly. "Are you alrigh'?" She asked in her accent. Her friend that had her back against the wall nodded, using her shiny nail to plug off a tear sliding down her face. The five girls that entered the room looked sorrowfully at their friend as soon as the last visitor - a dirty blonde haired girl - closed the door to any other people to have access to the room.
"Oh, Laurie!" Allison sobbed. "I can't believe I messed up! I've worked day and night, night and day, working my ass off while the winner probably didn't practice even half as much as I did! I dreamed of this moment and smiling and crying happy and not crying like this!"
Laurie, was a shorter name for one of Allison's best friend, Lorenza Monteiro. This girl, however, wasn't a violinist. However, she did play in a orchestra. Nothing big, like her best friend, but not bad either. She was a cello player with waist length carmel chocolate colored hair. She was quite a looker, too. The silver eyed brunette, not to mention, had an accent that was oftenly used throughout the day, which she was just AS oftenly teased on about by a certain flamming haired boy...
"You did great!" Another girl boasted at her friends talent. She flipped back her hot pink hair that was drooping down onto her face as she slowly crouched down on the floor, then kneeling onto her knees. Her body was like an hour glass, her curves were well shone through her silky white dress, with light coral color cherry blossoms decorated at the bottom.
Allison rubbed her eyes lightly and hugged her friend around the neck, crying on her shoulder. "M-Mariah...I can't believe that all that time I wasted...all that practice...for n-nothing! And because...because..."
Mariah Wong was Allison's other best friend. Her golden yellow eyes grew worriedly, and she began to slightly panic. Her friend just remembered who shouted the...unnecissary comment at the end of her solo piece.
"Because....." Allison's turquoise eyes widened as she remembered the voice. She could remember it from anywhere...
"HIWATARI!!" She shrieked.
The dirty blonde that closed and locked the door to the presses and any further visitors quickly got up and blocked the door. Questions could be heard through it and powerful flashes of lights could be seen at the bottom of the door.
"No, Allison! Don't! Its not worth it....HES not worth it! You'll just make a huge catastrophe and the press will be making such a huge fuss about it. Don't, trust me, don't." Warned the blonde. Her name was Nina Kurtz, and unlike Allison, she wore make-up. She didn't wear a lot of make-up. Just enough to catch a few boy's eyes. Ok - fine - let me re-phrase that, even with a little make up she could catch a lot of boy's eyes. Nina also had a pair of baby blue eyes, and currently they were settling on Allison's enraged face.
"Where....the fuck....is he?!?" She screamed. But the scream couldn't even be heard through the editorial people outside the door, dying to get her to come out. The scream hardly made it out the threshold before drowned by the clamourous noise outside.
"Ally, shush, they might hear you! And Nina's right, don't get yourself involved in a some'tin big er else the press will be awl ova you!" Lorenza supported Nina.
"But Laurie, Nina! You saw what he did to me! Would you forgive him if you were in my shoes?" Defended Allison.
"Yes.....No. But Ally! Your going to make such a huge fuss about it and the press will make up all these crazy ass lies. Your -" Another girl, Vanessa Caldwin, tried to reason with Allison, but she was cut off before she could say anything else. Her platinum blonde hair swung around to see Nina slightly pushed away from the door she was leaning on. "Their gunna break in!" She warned them.
The five girls looked at each other in horror. "What are we gunna do, Vannie?" Mariah asked Vanessa, hugging Allison in comfort. The blonde rushed to the door, helping Nina block the reporters away. "I don't know! Emily? You got anything?" She asked desperatly. The four girls, Allison, Lorenza, Nina, and Vanessa looked at the last female, who was looking out the window. "Ohh yeah...." She smiled at them, then at Allison directly.
"Are you sure this is going to work? I mean...Max could've left already!" Allison said doubtfully. "Trust me, he has to be here. I told him to wait for me after the Regionals 'cause my car's down." Assured the orange haired girl stoicly. She, was none other than Emily Smith, the smartiest one in the group, but yet the shortest. Her freckles dotted across her nose at random places, and she had glasses on top of that. But she wasn't nerdy, no, she was anything but nerdy. Emily wasn't as attractive as the other girls, but she wouldn't be considered ugly, either.
"Ahh....so ya ask Maxy and not one'a us?" Lorenza asked in suspicion. Emily suddenly trembled to get her cellphone out of her purse. "Well...., Oh, Max! Glad you didn't shut off your cellphone, can you drive around to the back of the stadium and pick the girls and I up? Hmm? Uh huh. Uh huh. Yeah, shes fine. Mmhmm. Yeah, ok, well hurry up!" With that, she hung up the phone quickly. "He says he'll be there in a few." Emily informed all of them.
"You and Max are such a life savor." Complimented Allison.
"Is Max there yet?" Nina impatiently asked. "I can't hold this for much longer. Damn it, I think the locks coming loose or something!" Vanessa quickly scanned the room quickly.
"Oh, I got it!" Mariah suddenly grinned. She grabbed Allison's chair that she usually sat on when she rehersed playing the violin before her proformance, and told Vanessa to move away from the doorknob. ("That was JUST what I was looking for.") In a quick move, Vanessa propelled herself from the door as Mariah placed the top of the chair between the surface of the door and the doorknob.
"He's here!"
Everyone scrammbled towards the window, helping Allison down first. "Can you guys throw my violin down? Oh god, PLEASE, be careful." She pleaded. Emily looked around the rehersal room for her friends violin case. "Here!" Mariah threw the tangerine headed girl the sea blue case.
"Catch it, okay?" Emily shouted down at Allison. The window wasn't *that* high up from the earth's ground, but it was a good eight feet up from mother earth. "Er...I'll try!" Allison rubbed her eyes, the last of her tears disappeared.
With that, Emily dropped the violin to the ground.
But Allison as a bad catcher. Worse catcher there probably was. She was an excellent thrower...but a horrible catcher.
And BECAUSE she was such a horrible catcher, she dropped her violin.
She gasped.
The girls gasped.
The squirrel on the tree probably gasped, too.
Carefully, the violinist flipped over her violin and opened the case with great care. Her eyes grew wide.
"Whot happend?!" Lorenza asked worriedly.
Allison shrugged and closed her case. "Nothing. A string just snapped." She laughed. The five girls sighed in relief and smiled at their friend. They were relieved that they got their laughing 'kitty' back.
Each of the girls dismounted the window's panel, with some difficulties in the end.
"I can't do it!" Mariah whinned. "Aw, c'mon Mariah! Jump!" Nina persuaded. "I can't! Thats the PROBLEM. Its this damn dress!" Allison set her violin down.
"Mariah, jump and I'll catch you. Pretend I'm Rei or something." She joked. Mariah rolled her eyes. "Yeah, and end up in a graveyard? No thanks."
"Well then, I'LL catch you." Vanessa offered, standing beside Allison, arms wide out. "Just jump, Mariah!" Allison encouraged.
"I can't! You know what? I'm going to kick the designers candy ass for making these so tight together! But I'm not kidding, I can't even get up on the window! And if I do, then I'll have to climb a chair and stand ON the panel...and jump. And that would be just...." She paused for a moment. "Bad."
Lorenza snorted.
"I'm not kidding! I'm scared as hell to die!" "It's just a lousy six or seven foot up in the air! Tyson's done worst!" Allison hinted. She referred to the time when Tyson, her cousin, jumped from their roof all the way to the pool one summer. *That* exact summer, in fact.
Mariah cracked a smile. Soon, the rest of the group formed a strait line for Mariah to fall on.
"Yeah...if I die...can you tell Rei that I love him? Well..before my parents sue ya'll, anyways...." She trailed off. "Just jump!" Emily shouted, as she laughed at the exact same time. "Fine!"
With that, the golden eyed tumbled out the window, screaming slightly, as she was hurled down to the ground in a sleeping fashion. ("Holy shit!!")
After a few minutes later, after Mariah was on the ground and still shaking, the girls raced towards the forest green Van parked on the road that lead to a park near by.
"Mariah...dude..! You jumped off a window seven foot in the air and you looked like you were SLEEPING!" Exclaimed a blonde; as the girls, laughing, boarded the Van. Max Tate, his name was, was the blue eyed sun of Judy Tate, the well known beyblade researcher currently working in California. "Thought you might want this." He friendly winked at Allison, giving her a silver medal, with a female violinist on it.
Allison accepted the object, her friends being silent, trying not to remind her of the accident. "Its okay!" She re-assured them all. "I'm gunna kill Hiwatari later...!" "Thats good." Nina sighed. Allison giggled. "After a party!"
~*~*~ Next Day~*~*~
"NOW I'm going to kill him." Allison stated. Her friends sweat dropped. "Now, where the hell is that bastard?!"
"Ally...come on. Its just one of his sick jokes!" Explained Lorenza.
"Sick jokes?! That joke took away a gold medal!"
"Theres always next year...."
"Next year, yeah, and ANOTHER round of endless practice. I'm going to get back at him, you just watch me. I AM!!" Roared Allison. "I AM, I AM, I AM, I AM, I AM, I AM, I AM!!" She declared. Emily laughed nervously. "Shut up....people are looking..."
The five girls were at the base of the tallest hill on school grounds. The emerald grass was warm, the bright sun shone on it at least for two hours already. Mariah wrapped a tall 'strand' of grass gently around her finger as she rested on the hill. "There is no way I am ever going to jump off ANYTHING again with a dress on..."
"There is no way I'm going to let Hiwatari get away without feeling my wrath...." Hissed Allison.
Nina chuckled. "I wonder how Enrique is..."
"I wonder how I should kill him. Should I drown him? No... Hm... that would be a nice painful death, though..." Allison talked to herself.
Lorenza shook her head at her friend pitifully. Her eyes suddenly snapped up as she saw a certain dark haired senior that passed by the football field her friend was in love with hopelessly.
"Hey, Mariah, isn't that Rei?" The brunette shut her mouth quickly. Whenever you could see Rei...you would always see-
"HIWATARI!"
"Oh, hell no..... Laurie!!!" Whinned Vanessa.
The azure eyed violinist fled down the hill like a cheetah, earning a few glances her way from other students, watching their fellow classmate race down the hill. "Someone go catch her..." Emily sighed, resting her palm on the jade grass.
"Whot? Ya think any o' us can out run that?" Lorenza asked spasticly, pointing at her running friend. "Come on...we better go. Before she does anything stupid." Laughed Nina playfully. Vanessa slapped her friend on the arm. "At least shes not Tyson."
"HIWATARI!!!"
Allison roughly placed her right hand on his left shoulder from behind, and jerked him back so he would face her.
"What the hell do you *want?*" He asked, a smirk forming on his lips.
"You dumbass! I know you said that last night!" She accused, pointing a finger at him.
"Said what, hag?"
"I love you!"
Student's starred at them crazily, especially when Allison said those three words.
Kai Hiwatari was named as one of the hottest guys on school, his 'bachelor'-like personality earned him points with the ladies. He had periwinkle colbat colored hair in the front, and navy blue in the back. Double colors you say? Ehh...I'm just going to say go ask his mom, or no comment.
"You do?" He asked mockingly.
"NO! You FREAK!"
"Witch."
"Bitch."
"Slut."
"Asshole."
"Jackass."
"Fucker."
The two seniors began furiously throwing curses and insults at each other, the longer it lasted, the more worse the fight grew. And so did the students that piled around the scene.
Mariah put her hands on her friends shoulder, trying to get Allison to back off calmly, but the stubborn beryl haired girl would just shrug it away.
Rei, tried to tell Kai to "Lay off," but Kai simply ignored him. He no longer teased her, it was becoming an all out war of insults until Allison broke it.
"LOOK, I'M NOT HERE TO START A DAMN FIGHT RIGHT NOW ON THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL, BUT I'M JUST SAYING THAT WHAT YOU DID LAST NIGHT-!"
Her sentence was cut short.
Kai stopped it.
How?
He leaned in and kissed her.
~*~*~*~
YAY!!! HAHAHAHA love that. I just LOVE it. Anyways, PLEASE tell me how you think of it since I'm restarting it, please please please? How, you ask? And that 'candy-ass' phrase that Mariah said was not mine! ^^ I found it on a quiz on www.quizilla.com! If your that person who created it, PLEASE tell me lolol I love you for creating that word!
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