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CHAPTER TWO: Minger?!
Liverpool was nice, it was a bit on the busy side though. Mariah found that out quickly as she walked on a sidewalk lined with parked cars. With all the nice view in Liverpool, Mariah still felt very homesick. Sure, her aunt was awfully nice to her, and spoiled her rotten by getting her everything she needed but a girl had needs. And her needs screamed for activity, something to do. The etiquette school (much to her disgust, she preferred public schools) that Aunt Lai had sent her to drilled into her head to be calm and polite. Sure Mariah could do both if she wanted to…but where was the fun in that?
Mariah had been staying with her Aunt Lai for almost a week now, and after a few days of sitting around doing nothing she found herself quite bored. So she had decided to familiarize herself with the neighborhood.
The pink-haired teen was walking into new parts of her neighborhood she hadn't noticed before. She had never been to this side of town before, but for some reason her feet lead her here. Now Mariah was aimlessly walking down streets, hopefully trying not to get lost.
Pzzz…
Her ears twitched. "that sound…" Mariah blindly searched for the spot of the familiar sound. Her senses lead her, and she could only hope they led true. Her ears had almost sent her slamming into a fence.
Trailing fingers against the wall she was led to, Mariah noticed that she was faced with a fence both wire and picket. It seemed that they wanted to keep things private, but Mariah was curious (Curiosity killed the cat, she joked). She went to investigate further.
"There's boxes here…I wonder why." Boxes neatly lined against the fence were untouched and it felt suspicious to have something lying out for anyone's taking. Half a second later, Mariah noticed that they formed a small staircase. Laying pressure with her hand on the first 'step' she found it was sturdy. Stealthily, she climbed.
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"Lachender Hundeangriff Anubix!" A teenage boy with gold green hair yelled, his hair was unruly yet managed to defy gravity at the same. He wore a large shirt labeled with a vegetable ('Korn' is spelled incorrectly, Mariah could verify) and wide blue jeans. Mariah noticed on his face there were many piercings. They included a silver ball under his lip and on his nose, two rings on his left brow, or at least that's what Mariah could make out.
He's beyblading! Mariah thought, with a chill of excitement. She didn't think they would have any kids into that anywhere near she lived now. All of the kids at the school she currently went to didn't seem to have a interest in it…but then again her Aunt did send her to a etiquette school. Damn the girls there were so freaking…girly, Mariah thought. It was horrible really. None of her classmates would even play Frisbee with her! And the fact that Aunt Lai had to live on the upper snooty side, there were hardly any people her age that wanted to hang out outside. It was too sunny.
The pierced boy's opponent looked like a shady fellow. He had twin bangs that were long and flat, protruding from the short flaring spikes of hair and fell into his eyes. His hair was the color of dark forest green and could easily be mistaken for a darker hue. He wore a navy shirt with a bold fire engine red stripe going across his chest and around with loose slacks the color of neutral tan.
"Oh no you don't bloke!" said he, "schnelle Talons Nehkbii! Let's blow this cabbage outta tha' water!"
"What are they saying?" Mariah whispered to herself. She was on the top step on the box stairs and was on the verge of falling into the fenced area if not careful. "They actually have bit-beasts in their beyblades? That's…pretty good."
The pink haired teen watched as two glowing beasts blink in and out as they battled each other. The beasts resembled a jackal fighting a oversized turkey with wicked talons. The jackal appeared to have the upper hand, as the beyblade almost knocked the other out of the bowl.
Mariah was too caught up in the game that she didn't notice a person creeping up behind her. Slowly the stranger silently rested a few inches above the small Mariah's back and pushed. Pushed her right over the fence and into a pile of pipes.
"OWCH! DAMMIT!"
"What in blazes, it's a bird crashin' in on our parade!" Footsteps pounded up to Mariah and she felt as if a headache was on its way soon. She looked up. A gate door was to her left, she noticed absently.
Two teenage males towered over Mariah's fallen figure, making her feel suddenly defensive. She shot to her to feet and made a break for it to the gate opening.
Mariah felt a strong jerk on her wrist as a large hand slammed down on her. "Where do ya think ya'ur goin' love?" (*Ya'ur is "your" its just in dialect.)
Oh shit.
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"Ya want out?" said the boy with many piercings on his face. He sneered. "Well bird, before ya wanna try to duck and dive you'll have to hand over the dosh."
What did he say? The pink haired girl thought, she shook her head inwardly. Mariah glared, trying her best to look intimidating. "What did you say?!"
"Ya heard me!" He snarled, his dark eyes glaring back as well. A vein was pulsing over his eyebrow without the pair of eyebrow rings. "Hand over the dosh and ya can leave."
Absently, Mariah noticed he had an Irish accent when he spoke. Still he stood there, ready to take another step towards her. Looking past him, she eyed the familiar whizzing she had heard. The other male was standing a little ways off, looking on with a bland façade. She eyed the bey-dish. There still spinning around each other, were two beyblades tentatively coming to meet every once in a while.
"Um look," Mariah started in precise English, "How about we strike a deal? If I win against you in a beyblade match, you let me out…"
The boy with unruly gold green hair laughed out loud and held his stomach. He shot her an incredulous look, "Are you absolutely nutters ya minger! Why would I go against a weak bird like you? And what do I get out of it?"
Golden eyes narrowed dangerously, gone was the cautious Mariah and in her place was the confident, ready-to-kick-ass Mariah. She obviously didn't understand the first part of what he said, but she could take a good guess at what he said after. She had heard one too many similar comments. "Oh really…then why don't Galux and I show you a little game I like to call…Scratch and Play. Its fun, I promise…"
She smirked deviously and pulled Galux's ripcord.
"And what you get out of it is a lesson. A good one in fact."
Unknown to her, she wouldn't be as victorious as expected.
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Mariah fell to her knees, Galux's pink beyblade in her palm. She had lost to him, to the British boy who rudely wouldn't let her leave. When she had thought she was going to win when she had the upper hand, Mariah was confounded when a bright light shot out and seemed to blow her Galux right out of the beyblade dish. Feeling tears begin to form at the sides of her gold eyes, irritation surged within her. Angrily she wiped them away and stared intensely at the concrete floor as if it had the answers to the question she didn't ask.
Does this mean…I really am weak…?
This mysterious rude guy had a bit beast that resembled a mad dog-jackal, and fought just as fiercely as one too. He had knocked her out before she could earn the last point to win. She was so close, but now Mariah realized that he was playing with her. And it made her mad. Mariah blinked when an unfamiliar hand came into view. She looked up only to meet with dark slate eyes with double piercing over a brow.
"Ya did pretty good for a bird." His Irish accent soothed out, Mariah took his hand. She looked down, feeling ashamed of herself. "Whatever," she mumbled grouchily.
"Although ya do know ya still lost, and ya still hadn't handed over me money." He smirked viciously, making Mariah want to scratch it away with her sharp nails. Her fingers itched to accomplish just that, but then he said something that made her pause. So dosh meant money! What kind of language was that? Mariah didn't know but could only pinpoint it to British slang.
"But…ya gave me a real challenge, albeit not a good one." Smug was written all over his face, and he made sure his slate eyes met golden amber. He continued, "I'll let you go now, I hope you'll know the consequences the next time you come around these parts."
The gold-green haired teen pushed open the gate Mariah had expected to walk out of victorious and pulled her out. Mariah noticed that his hand felt rough before snatching her own away hastily. "Bye!" he said in a disgustingly sweet voice, the kind with the superficial high pitch.
Before Mariah could turn around and bitch at him, the gate door was already slammed shut, the vibrations of metal against metal echoing in her ears.
"Dammit."
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McGuyver Larson gave Adam Tamdoun a curious look, and raised a brow. "Why did you let her off so easily, mate? You didn't even cop a feel."
Tam's dark slate eyes glittered, "Guy, I'm only fanning the fire…she'll be back. She's a stubborn minger, I can tell."
"Your planning something…Keef should know about this." Guy picked up his dirt brown beyblade and dusted it off. In the middle was an icon of an intimidating bird with eyes of a predator. It was a vulture with a symbol faintly in the background, it was the Shn symbol.
Waving his arm offhandedly, Tam said, "Nah, too much of a hassle. Keef can meet her…tomorrow."
"You think she'll be back that soon?"
Blue eyes met slate.
" I know so Guy. Trust me."
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Running down streets, and hardly caring whether cars ran her over or stopped for her Mariah darted home. The sun was starting to set, bathing the surrounding warm oranges and pink. After countless almost accidents and continuous running, Mariah had finally made it to Aunt Lai's. When she got to the top step, she collapsed weakly to the ground. A moan of exhaustion and depression was issued from her lips.
"Mariah?" A voice called out, she turned her head.
"Hm?" The pink haired girl let her golden amber eyes follow her Aunt's figure as she neared. She was too tired to make an effort to move. Lai gave Mariah a warm smile and pressed her hand against Mariah's forehead, brushing back dark pink strands. "Time for dinner dear."
With a lot of effort and willpower on her part, Mariah got to her feet once more. She swayed for a second before putting a steadying hand onto the door frame. "Okay, but one question Auntie Lai…"
"Yes dear?" Lai brought equally warm amber eyes to her niece.
"What's a minger?" Lai laughed.
"Oh dear child, it means an ugly girl. Quite the insult really."
Mariah's left brow twitched and her fist clenched.
Grr… you asshole! I'm so gonna get you!
That night, Mariah had a hard time sleeping. In her head, replays of the battle of a jackal and lion flashing over and over. She would go back soon, just to get revenge.
Oh yes…she was going to see them very soon.
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Tam raised his eyebrow that wasn't occupied with two navy spiked rings.
"Back so soon?" Amber eyes glared at him hatefully, black pupils slit like a wild cat's.
"I want a rematch and this time…you are going down."
Tam smiled darkly, "You just try it love."
Tbc…
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Future spoilers to very future chapters to…FORMATION!
There the catlike girl stood, her ponytail of pink hair tied back high and her gold eyes glittering. In her black mandarin collar jacket with her team name emblazoned on the breast pocket, she introduced herself. Her smile was proud as she stood straight. "Name's Mariah Xiaong…get ready to be done over ya funny farm rejects!"
Two tall teens stepped up to either side of Mariah, both wearing a dark jacket with their team name stitched over breast.
"I'm Adam Tamdoun, pleasure to meetcha mates." He shot a dark smirk that implied smugness.
XD!! I'm enjoying writing this for some reason. I dunno, I feel as if Mao/Mariah just doesn't get enough appreciation…or maybe it could be my fondness towards very much bashed characters. -_- I don't see what's so horrible about Mariah, she's kick ass!
Expect a lot of Mariah-centric goodness! She's on a journey to discover her true self, and what it means to know destiny…
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