Keira: i do NOT own Beylade or any of its characters.

Chapter 2: Clubs

I must have fallen asleep. When i awoke it was light out. and there was no music playing.

"you hungry Matt?" someone asked me. I was still off in my own little world when there was some food placed in front of me. it smelled so good and that brought me to my senses. I started eating, i guess really fast because he looked at me questioningly. "when was the last time you ate?"

"Yesterday morning." i said. not quite whispering not quite yelling. weakly.

"so it does talk! i am Ty." He said offering his hand for me to shake. then he remembered i was eating. "So how old are you?"

"whats it to you?" i replied.

"still fiesty huh? Dan will be glad to hear that. I am 16." Ty said. my guess had been right.

"i'm 16" I said. it was the truth. the only part of the truth about me he was gonna know.

"so you like beyblading?" he asked. It took all my will power to keep my face straight and show no sign of recognition.

"never had the opportunity to try it." I said. hopefully that was a good enough of an answer for him. He pulled out a Beyblade. It dark was a green camoflauge color. He then took a look at me and must have seen that the color matched me.

"hey, you weren't ever in the army were you? thats why you can fight so good?" he asked. too many questions...

"If thats what you wanna think go right ahead." i said finishing the food. "it was good, i best be going." i said getting up. Ty got up too. He was as tall as me. which kinda freaked me out. I hadn't ever come across someone the same height as me.

"i can't allow that. Dan wants you to stay till he figures out what your deal is." Ty said.

"i wish i knew what my deal was." i mumbled

"So, your stuck with me till then. i start shool today." he handed me a piece of paper. it had boxes and words in it. "and so are you. this is your schedule but that doesn't really matter since your in all my classes anyways. and this weekend your coming with me to my very first tournament. Dan wants to see me make it to a high level of something so he lets me have alot of freedom in the area."

"is he just gonna pawn me off when he has the chance? AFTER he finds out whats up with me?" i asked

"does that mean you will tell him?" Ty said. i had to give it to him he was a quick thinker. That would probably be good for him for whatever tournament it was he was going to. I sat back in my chair and got comfortable putting my feet up. Careful to pull the long sleeved shirt they have given me down over my arm so no one would know what it was broke. That also meant they couldn't see the scratches. I cringed. Which could have just looked like i was cold which was a good thing. Dan came in.

"you and me are gonna finish that fight when your arm is healed. I wanna see what you can do for real. No quitting halfway through like you did." Dan said matter of factly. I simply looked at him, and put my head down. He grabbed my chin then lightly pulled my head up so he could see my eyes. "Hey, where did the fire go that i saw in them last night?" He thought for a second. "i am gonna find out your secret kid, mark my words on that and your not leaving till then, right now your late for school." He handed me a backpack and i saw Ty already had his. I looked at it, then took it. "be good now kiddies." That made me mad, which he obviously saw. "theres that fire! now go on!" I had the bad feeling i was a puppet in a plan... AGAIN... i just had a bad habit for this kind of thing. It took forever to get to the school, we walked. I needed the air though. I studied my schedule, Math, English, Russian, Physical Education. I had to double look, Russian? this was gonna be fun...

First class of the day, Physical Education! O goody. I eyed my arm and i could tell Ty thought the same thing. We both shared the same locker, we both had the same classes, crud the kid was like my shadow! I had to find some way to get rid of him, but i shut off that part of my brain when i came to america. No more planning, no more sneaking, nor more mile high walls for people to get over to talk to me. Walking into the class i knew i was in trouble, my arm was still hurting. I couldn't do this. Somehow, it ended up our first day was going to be a fitness challenge thing. everyone gasped. Then the teacher looked at me. I looked back unafraid. i had done tons of this stuff.... before...

"well," he said looking at his class list, "Matt. Why dont go with Jon cross country run. We will start the test tomorrow so you have a chance to build some muscle." I stood up and waited for Jon to come to me. He finished putting everyone in pair. Since it was a 5 mile course. well that was the one we opted to go on.

"Your going to be dead withing the first mile trying to keep up with me." Jon said. "I just happen to be the school's Champion Cross Country Runner. No One has been able to break my record."

"theres a first for everything." i said keeping my voice low and even. I saw Ty look at me with sympathy. Little did he know.. running.. one of Kenny's ideas of keeping in shape.. Kenny. i had to close my eyes to shut out the memory. Jon left while i had my eyes closed and i didn't really know what the course was, so i just went after where i thought he went. Sure enough i found him and caught up. "what was that about me being slow?" i said. annoyedness showing on his face. "is this as fast as you can go?"" i challenged picking up the pace.

"idiot, you have to pace yourself." Jon yelled at me.

"the only reason i am staying this close is because i dont know where we are going. If i had my chance i would be out of here, unlike you i have been working all summer." i said. That was the last thing we said to each other. Sure enough the path went past where i was staying and i knew the way home from there so i just all out ran. It felt good to run. I had forgotten the feeling. I left jonny boy in the dust and finished in the same time as his record had been. Ty just looked at me. O great, in my competition with Jon i had forgotten about him. Now he will have even more reason to question who i am. I was really worn out and almost collapsed when i got back just because i haven't ran in a long time. Next on the agenda... Russian. I couldn't wait.

Walking into the room i saw Hello, welcome to Russian class written on the board. I took a seat.

"Hi, i am Mr. Zohr does anyone know what the phrase on the board means?" She scanned the room for a sign of recognition from anyone. They all had blank looks, while i was studying the phrase. I was pretty sure there was a spelling error. she looked at her clipboard. "Uhh Matt. Care to take a shot at it?"

"Hello, Welcome To Russian Class." i answered. she looked at me. "poor grammar really, and class is spelt wrong." i went on.

"Matt, may i have a word with you oustide." She said. I walked out the door. and she followed. I decided to yell at her in russian. to be exact i said "i wil not translate your meaningless words and phrases as i already know russian." she looked at me. hmm i thought to myself. She DOESN'T really know russian. "come on young man your going to the office!"