If I owned Beyblade why would I be writing a fiction about it? Drowning Pool lyrics don't belong to me either. But Alexandria is mine and so is that bag of Revels that inspired this odd little fiction.
Chapter three - Pity
My life served on a plate
For all of you to eat
Take my love and hate
But what is this inside of me
Pity me pity me don't you pity me

Alex stifled a tear. Kai didn't care. Not that she cared that Kai didn't care. Kai was irrelevant, as was everything else in her screwed up world. "I don't care." she tried to convince herself aloud ignoring the feelings of loneliness bubbling up inside of her.
"Ugh" A prep princess made her opinion of Alex walking past clear, "Look at her. She's so high she talking to herself." Her friends laughed. The girls' high-pitched voice echoed over Alex and she remembered that was what she was to all of them, a duggie, a pothead, whatever. They didn't know her, they didn't try to help her. They took what they saw at face value. They pitied or hated her, no in betweens. One or the other, and Alex didn't want Kai to pity her or hate her.

Under everything something that you can't see
I can't even believe something is wrong with me
You swear that all of this is real
But sometimes I can't seem to feel

Alex carried on walking out of the prep princess's view, if she wanted any crap at least she knew who to go to. She slammed her fist in to the wall.
"That had to hurt" Kai caught up with her, "what's up?"
"Nothing" she said a little more harshly than she had meant to.
"Then what did the wall do to you?"
Alex smiled, he didn't hate her, or pity her. Alex had almost forgotten how it felt to be treated like a normal person. "Why are you doing this?" She asked.
"Doing what?" Kai replied taking a step closer to her.
"Being nice to me. Won't it ruin your rep?"
He shrugged, "Community service?" Alex snapped up ready to let him have it, when she saw him give a mall smile, "joke" he confirmed. "Come on we'll be late for class" he grabbed her fist and pulled her gentle behind him.
Kai touching her suddenly made her feel light headed as if in a dream, and she stepped forward not thinking where she was going. Her foot made contact with a stone and she fell forward. As she watched the ground rush up to her something grabbed her. Kai. Alex couldn't feel anything apart from his hands around her.
"You okay?" he asked, helping her in to a standing position.
Alex couldn't reply she was on a high, like one never before. His touch sent her head spinning.
Nothing ever satisfies
One day I will realize
Am I really scared of something that I don't know
Do you even care
What is really wrong

"Alex?" Kai probed, the girl was just staring at him with her black and blue eyes.
"Yeah, fine." She muttered, his voice penetrating the zone her mind had wondered into.
"You've not taken anything today, have you?" he asked cautiously.
"No" Alex answered, she looked at the ground, for the first time she felt guilty for doing what she did.
Kai smiled when she answered, "good, Come on."
"I can't do this." She declared, "Kai, I'm sorry." He looked confused, at look that didn't suit him. "Sorry." She said again, then turned and ran into the direction they had just walked from.
"Do what?" Kai asked himself, not understanding what had scared her off.
Alex ran home, threw herself in her room and broke down crying. "I can't do this," she repeated, referring to her befriending Kai.
"I don't know how to be anything more than a nobody." She said and reached for a little box under the black bed, she pulled out an aid. An aid to her escape, even if it was only for a short time. She put it to her lips and faded in to her own world, away form the hell around her.

I have the marshmellows, who has the flames?