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Disclaimer: I own beyblade.
Chapter 2 - Geliy and Melissa
"Geliy- slow down!"
Melissa slumped lower in the passenger seat and raised her knees to the dashboard. "Please- slow down!"
Geliy, her dark eyes slowing with mischief, ignored her sister. Instead, she pressed her sandal on the gas pedal, and the Honda Accord surged forward with a roar.
"Geliy!" Melissa pleaded.
"I'm just so tired of going fifteen everywhere!" Geliy exclaimed, swerving past a rumbling gasoline truck, then cutting back into the right land.
"Everyone in Florida drives fifteen everywhere! Plus all the teams had to go back because of some silly boy leaving his team!"
"We don't want to get stopped" Melissa said softly. "You know that."
Geliy took a hand off the wheel and brushed it back through her blonde corkscrew curls. "Hey- we came to Florida to Beyblade, right? But that was cancelled why cant we have just a little fun?"
"You've had plenty of fun already," Melissa said dryly with a hint of disapproval in her voice. "You haven't stopped Beyblading since the moment we arrived."
Geliy`s face broke into a broad grin. "What was the name of the boy?" She asked.
"Which boy?"
"The real serious one" Geliy replied, still grinning.
"Which real serious one?" Melissa cried.
Both girls laughed.
"You didn't do so bad in the tournament" Geliy told her sister, speeding up past a Greyhound bus.
"Do you think we could of beat those world champions?" Melissa asked, staring out of the window as the trees whirred by in the afternoon sunlight.
"Don't even think we would get that far!" Geliy joked.
"They are really tougher than you think, Geliy" Melissa said slyly. "What a week!" Geliy exclaimed. "What an awesome week."
"I even beat someone!" Melissa said.
"You're an awesome beyblader" Geliy exclaimed. "I knew you were good, but- "
"I can't believe it's all cancelled, but we will face that team next time" Melissa moaned.
And then her expression turned into serious as she glanced at something moving in the mirror outside the passengers' door. "Slow down, Geliy. Now. Is that a cop?"
Geliy`s expression changed, too, as she raised her eyes to the mirror. She hit the brakes, and the car responded. "No. It's just a tow truck" She exhaled loudly, relieved.
"I saw flashing lights-" Melissa said.
"Just a tow truck" Geliy repeated.
"If we get stopped-" Melissa started.
"Don't worry," Geliy interrupted. "I can't believe I'm sisters with such a worrier."
"Someone has to worry" Melissa said softly.
The two sisters, both seventeen, their birthdays just three weeks apart (1), were as different in appearance as they were in temperament.
Geliy was thin, almost wiry, with blonde corkscrew curls piled on her head. She had dramatic, dark brown eyes, playful eyes on a mischievous face. Her mouth seemed to fall naturally into a teasing smile. She always appeared to be enjoying some private joke.
Melissa was as cautions, as her sister was impulsive and playful. She had deep bleu eyes, deeper than the sea, and creamy white skin, which looked even paler against her straight black hair, which she had dark blue streets, which she wore, swept back, falling down her shoulders.
Also in contrast to Geliy and her boyish figure, Melissa was just a normal shape. All the people would mistake her as a Goth or something. She didn't ever discuss it with Geliy.
Geliy would tell me that it was really silly. Or she'd make a joke, she decided.
And to Melissa, it was just one of those tiny things which get bigger inside of you.
"How long are we going to stay in Japan?" Melissa asked.
Geliy shrugged her slender shoulders. She was wearing an oversized chartreuse T-shirt over green spandex bicycle shorts. "Who knows? I thought we was going to search for those champs."
"They could be anywhere"
Geliy nodded her eyes on the road.
"Isn't it going to take a little long time." Melissa asked, shaking her head.
Geliy laughed. "You're such a worrier sis."
"Stop-"
"My parents think that I'm going to another to my aunts" Geliy said, chuckling.
"How on earth do your parents believe you?" Melissa asked her. She sighed impatiently. "You know, we've had more than enough excitement on this trip. Maybe we should just chill and head for home."
"No way" Geliy replied.
"It's getting awfully hot in here" Melissa complained. "Can you turn the air conditioner?"
Geliy glanced down at the dashboard controls. "I don't think I know how. You do it."
Melissa studied the dials in front of her. She slid one forward all the way. It didn't seem to make a difference. "Why do they make in so confusing?"
"Should we trade it in for an American car?" Geliy joked.
She turned up the radio. A road sign-proclaiming Highway 84 whirred by in a blur. The bright afternoon sun poured in though the windshield. It had rained the day before. All the trees and tall grass were still glistening, sparkling in the bright light.
"I love Florida" Melissa said.
Geliy turned to look at her friend. "You didn't even get a tan. You're always so pale."
Melissa started to reply. But her mouth dropped open in horror as she saw the enormous red truck roaring towards them. She saw it- and then realised that Geliy didn't.
"Look out!" Melissa managed to scream.
Geliy swerved, but too late.
The crash was deafening.
^.
Disclaimer: I own beyblade.
Chapter 2 - Geliy and Melissa
"Geliy- slow down!"
Melissa slumped lower in the passenger seat and raised her knees to the dashboard. "Please- slow down!"
Geliy, her dark eyes slowing with mischief, ignored her sister. Instead, she pressed her sandal on the gas pedal, and the Honda Accord surged forward with a roar.
"Geliy!" Melissa pleaded.
"I'm just so tired of going fifteen everywhere!" Geliy exclaimed, swerving past a rumbling gasoline truck, then cutting back into the right land.
"Everyone in Florida drives fifteen everywhere! Plus all the teams had to go back because of some silly boy leaving his team!"
"We don't want to get stopped" Melissa said softly. "You know that."
Geliy took a hand off the wheel and brushed it back through her blonde corkscrew curls. "Hey- we came to Florida to Beyblade, right? But that was cancelled why cant we have just a little fun?"
"You've had plenty of fun already," Melissa said dryly with a hint of disapproval in her voice. "You haven't stopped Beyblading since the moment we arrived."
Geliy`s face broke into a broad grin. "What was the name of the boy?" She asked.
"Which boy?"
"The real serious one" Geliy replied, still grinning.
"Which real serious one?" Melissa cried.
Both girls laughed.
"You didn't do so bad in the tournament" Geliy told her sister, speeding up past a Greyhound bus.
"Do you think we could of beat those world champions?" Melissa asked, staring out of the window as the trees whirred by in the afternoon sunlight.
"Don't even think we would get that far!" Geliy joked.
"They are really tougher than you think, Geliy" Melissa said slyly. "What a week!" Geliy exclaimed. "What an awesome week."
"I even beat someone!" Melissa said.
"You're an awesome beyblader" Geliy exclaimed. "I knew you were good, but- "
"I can't believe it's all cancelled, but we will face that team next time" Melissa moaned.
And then her expression turned into serious as she glanced at something moving in the mirror outside the passengers' door. "Slow down, Geliy. Now. Is that a cop?"
Geliy`s expression changed, too, as she raised her eyes to the mirror. She hit the brakes, and the car responded. "No. It's just a tow truck" She exhaled loudly, relieved.
"I saw flashing lights-" Melissa said.
"Just a tow truck" Geliy repeated.
"If we get stopped-" Melissa started.
"Don't worry," Geliy interrupted. "I can't believe I'm sisters with such a worrier."
"Someone has to worry" Melissa said softly.
The two sisters, both seventeen, their birthdays just three weeks apart (1), were as different in appearance as they were in temperament.
Geliy was thin, almost wiry, with blonde corkscrew curls piled on her head. She had dramatic, dark brown eyes, playful eyes on a mischievous face. Her mouth seemed to fall naturally into a teasing smile. She always appeared to be enjoying some private joke.
Melissa was as cautions, as her sister was impulsive and playful. She had deep bleu eyes, deeper than the sea, and creamy white skin, which looked even paler against her straight black hair, which she had dark blue streets, which she wore, swept back, falling down her shoulders.
Also in contrast to Geliy and her boyish figure, Melissa was just a normal shape. All the people would mistake her as a Goth or something. She didn't ever discuss it with Geliy.
Geliy would tell me that it was really silly. Or she'd make a joke, she decided.
And to Melissa, it was just one of those tiny things which get bigger inside of you.
"How long are we going to stay in Japan?" Melissa asked.
Geliy shrugged her slender shoulders. She was wearing an oversized chartreuse T-shirt over green spandex bicycle shorts. "Who knows? I thought we was going to search for those champs."
"They could be anywhere"
Geliy nodded her eyes on the road.
"Isn't it going to take a little long time." Melissa asked, shaking her head.
Geliy laughed. "You're such a worrier sis."
"Stop-"
"My parents think that I'm going to another to my aunts" Geliy said, chuckling.
"How on earth do your parents believe you?" Melissa asked her. She sighed impatiently. "You know, we've had more than enough excitement on this trip. Maybe we should just chill and head for home."
"No way" Geliy replied.
"It's getting awfully hot in here" Melissa complained. "Can you turn the air conditioner?"
Geliy glanced down at the dashboard controls. "I don't think I know how. You do it."
Melissa studied the dials in front of her. She slid one forward all the way. It didn't seem to make a difference. "Why do they make in so confusing?"
"Should we trade it in for an American car?" Geliy joked.
She turned up the radio. A road sign-proclaiming Highway 84 whirred by in a blur. The bright afternoon sun poured in though the windshield. It had rained the day before. All the trees and tall grass were still glistening, sparkling in the bright light.
"I love Florida" Melissa said.
Geliy turned to look at her friend. "You didn't even get a tan. You're always so pale."
Melissa started to reply. But her mouth dropped open in horror as she saw the enormous red truck roaring towards them. She saw it- and then realised that Geliy didn't.
"Look out!" Melissa managed to scream.
Geliy swerved, but too late.
The crash was deafening.
^.