Chapter Seven- Blading in the Park!
"I'm going out for a walk. Be back soon!" Zarine said and bounced out of the room.
Suddenly, she remembered something fun she should do while she was out. She poked her head back into the room and asked Ray, "Ray, do you have twenty dollars that I can borrow?"
Ray looked at her, and said, "Sure!"
Zarine took the twenty dollar bill from his hand and said brightly, "Thanks, you're the best!"
He watched her slender figure disappear from the room. He sighed, how could he refuse her anything?
Zarine quickly found what she was looking for. A group of kids were gathered around a dish in a park near the hotel. She didn't have any trouble getting to the side of the dish. The other guys were happy to move aside for her. She watched the others battle with a smirk. They were just amateurs, she can get a lot from them...One of the blades noticed her smirking.
"Hey, wench! Why are you smiling like that? It's not like you know how to battle, so why don't you leave and come back another day when you know how to launch a blade properly?" he said insultingly.
The other guys glared at him, one of them said, "Hey, you really should watch your mouth. Calling such a pretty girl a wench? You're out of your mind."
Zarine smiled sweetly at her defender and said, "Thanks, but I think I can defend myself from this oaf." She turned to the rude one, "So you think you can beat me at blading? Care to wager on that? I put down twenty dollars for it. I would put more, except I only have that much on me right now."
That guy's arrogant face was filled with rage. He said, "You're on, wench. I put down a hundred dollars that you won't beat me. (Remember, they're in Hong Kong. The currency is different. 6 HK=1 CAD approx.) If I win, you'll leave and never come back here." Zarine agreed, "Fine, but if I win, then I must insist that you call me 'My Lady' and not wench."
The bystanders were getting really interested in this battle. "3...2...1...Let it rip!" they yelled in unison.
The battle was over in a few minutes. Zarine won. She could have won in the very beginning, but she decided it'll be more fun if she dragged it out.
"So," she began, "where's my hundred dollars?"
"Here you go," her opponent said, passing the bill to her.
"Ahem, aren't you forgetting something at the end of your sentence?" Zarine asked.
"My lady..." he said reluctantly, then left in a hurry.
The other guys crowded around her and complimented her on the battle. She smiled flirtatiously. "Anyone else care to wager that they can beat me?" she challenged her crowd of admirers.
"Fine, I'll go against you. I bet fifty dollars that you can't beat me," one of them said.
"I'll put down fifty as well, it's only fair," Zarine said.
She noticed that he was noticeably better than her last opponent, she purposely let the battle drag on for five minutes before she knocked his beyblade out. (You getting the idea of what she's trying to do yet?)
"You are pretty good," Zarine commented.
"Not as good as you are," her opponent said, "what's your name?"
"Um, it's..." she began, but she was interrupted by a shout. "ZARINE! What do you think you're doing?"
Ray pushed his way through the crowd. He didn't like seeing her with a whole bunch of other guys. Let alone with all of them staring at her like a goddess. Zarine had never seen him mad. "We're going back now!" he said commandingly, grabbed her arm and starting pulling her away.
"Let go of me! You have no right to..." she protested.
"Not so fast!" another voice said, "I want to battle this young lady."
Ray and Zarine looked back. There was a guy in a purple suit, with the arrogant guy who called Zarine a wench.
Ray looked at the guy in the purple suit with great dislike, and demanded, "What do you want?"
"I already told you that I want to battle the young lady whose are you're holding onto now," he said.
"Fine, then, let's blade," Zarine said.
"First, I put down two hundred dollars that you can't beat me," he said.
"I don't have that much though," Zarine objected.
"Just put down what you have," he said.
"If you want," she said.
"Zarine..."Ray said hesitantly.
"I'm going to do this, Ray, whether you like it or not," she declared.
"3...2...1...LET IT RIP!" the spectators yelled.
Xeora slammed into the other blade and knocked it out immediately.
"Guess I'm the winner," Zarine said mildly.
"Yes, you're a great blader," he said, handing her two hundred dollars.
"No, you should keep your money. It was good beyblading with you," Zarine said.
"Take it, it was an honor to meet you," he said.
"Thanks!" Zarine said gratefully.
Ray pulled her away from the crowd and said angrily, "What do you think you were doing?"
Zarine turned to face him, "What I do is my business."
"Fine, what were you doing with all those guys then? And how on earth did you get this much money? You asked me for twenty dollars when you left!"
"Oh ya, that reminded me. Here's your money back" Zarine said, handing him the money and continued walking.
Ray grabbed her arm and held it in a tight grasp. "Hey, let me go!" Zarine demanded.
"Not until you answer my questions!" Ray said, looking at her in the eye.
"Fine! I was there so I could win money to buy clothes! I don't want to wear this tank top anymore! I had to do it, Ray, I had to!" Zarine said.
"Why didn't you just ask? Kai would've just given you his credit card and you could've gotten whatever you want!"
"Well, I've known you for less than a week! I can't just ask for money! I didn't even do that with my parents!" she looked down, feeling really stupid and bad that she made Ray angry with her.
Ray felt his anger melting away. He shook his head, it was impossible to stay mad at someone you like. He hugged her and said softly, "You are part of the Bladebreakers now, you can tell us and ask us anything. Will you forgive me for getting angry at you?"
She looked up, surprised. She argued, "No, I should be apologizing, I guess I really should trust you guys more...but I didn't know that Kai was rich or anything." "Come on, let's go to the mall, so you can get new clothes!" Ray said cheerfully.
Zarine smiled happily, "Yeah, but are you sure you want to come? I could take forever! You could probably get bored."
"It's fine, I'll live," Ray assured her. In truth, he didn't think he'd ever be bored around her.
At the end of her shopping spree, she got 6 pair of new pants and 7 tops. (Things are really cheap in Hong Kong. Besides, it's my world in this story!) Surprisingly, it only took them an hour.
"You know, I'm surprised that you didn't take the whole day," Ray said truthfully.
"Well, the shops we went to had really nice clothes in them," Zarine said, "It's getting late, let's go back now."
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As I had promised this chapter is longer than the last one! Zarine isn't a flirt, she just needed to get money for clothes! You'll see why later! I'm about 3 quarters done the story, on paper, not on fanfiction.net, so don't worry! There's a lot more to this story coming!
The tournament will start next chapter, I promise!!! I kind of got sidetracked this chapter. I just got it today, and I thought it'd be fun to do.
Please review!
"I'm going out for a walk. Be back soon!" Zarine said and bounced out of the room.
Suddenly, she remembered something fun she should do while she was out. She poked her head back into the room and asked Ray, "Ray, do you have twenty dollars that I can borrow?"
Ray looked at her, and said, "Sure!"
Zarine took the twenty dollar bill from his hand and said brightly, "Thanks, you're the best!"
He watched her slender figure disappear from the room. He sighed, how could he refuse her anything?
Zarine quickly found what she was looking for. A group of kids were gathered around a dish in a park near the hotel. She didn't have any trouble getting to the side of the dish. The other guys were happy to move aside for her. She watched the others battle with a smirk. They were just amateurs, she can get a lot from them...One of the blades noticed her smirking.
"Hey, wench! Why are you smiling like that? It's not like you know how to battle, so why don't you leave and come back another day when you know how to launch a blade properly?" he said insultingly.
The other guys glared at him, one of them said, "Hey, you really should watch your mouth. Calling such a pretty girl a wench? You're out of your mind."
Zarine smiled sweetly at her defender and said, "Thanks, but I think I can defend myself from this oaf." She turned to the rude one, "So you think you can beat me at blading? Care to wager on that? I put down twenty dollars for it. I would put more, except I only have that much on me right now."
That guy's arrogant face was filled with rage. He said, "You're on, wench. I put down a hundred dollars that you won't beat me. (Remember, they're in Hong Kong. The currency is different. 6 HK=1 CAD approx.) If I win, you'll leave and never come back here." Zarine agreed, "Fine, but if I win, then I must insist that you call me 'My Lady' and not wench."
The bystanders were getting really interested in this battle. "3...2...1...Let it rip!" they yelled in unison.
The battle was over in a few minutes. Zarine won. She could have won in the very beginning, but she decided it'll be more fun if she dragged it out.
"So," she began, "where's my hundred dollars?"
"Here you go," her opponent said, passing the bill to her.
"Ahem, aren't you forgetting something at the end of your sentence?" Zarine asked.
"My lady..." he said reluctantly, then left in a hurry.
The other guys crowded around her and complimented her on the battle. She smiled flirtatiously. "Anyone else care to wager that they can beat me?" she challenged her crowd of admirers.
"Fine, I'll go against you. I bet fifty dollars that you can't beat me," one of them said.
"I'll put down fifty as well, it's only fair," Zarine said.
She noticed that he was noticeably better than her last opponent, she purposely let the battle drag on for five minutes before she knocked his beyblade out. (You getting the idea of what she's trying to do yet?)
"You are pretty good," Zarine commented.
"Not as good as you are," her opponent said, "what's your name?"
"Um, it's..." she began, but she was interrupted by a shout. "ZARINE! What do you think you're doing?"
Ray pushed his way through the crowd. He didn't like seeing her with a whole bunch of other guys. Let alone with all of them staring at her like a goddess. Zarine had never seen him mad. "We're going back now!" he said commandingly, grabbed her arm and starting pulling her away.
"Let go of me! You have no right to..." she protested.
"Not so fast!" another voice said, "I want to battle this young lady."
Ray and Zarine looked back. There was a guy in a purple suit, with the arrogant guy who called Zarine a wench.
Ray looked at the guy in the purple suit with great dislike, and demanded, "What do you want?"
"I already told you that I want to battle the young lady whose are you're holding onto now," he said.
"Fine, then, let's blade," Zarine said.
"First, I put down two hundred dollars that you can't beat me," he said.
"I don't have that much though," Zarine objected.
"Just put down what you have," he said.
"If you want," she said.
"Zarine..."Ray said hesitantly.
"I'm going to do this, Ray, whether you like it or not," she declared.
"3...2...1...LET IT RIP!" the spectators yelled.
Xeora slammed into the other blade and knocked it out immediately.
"Guess I'm the winner," Zarine said mildly.
"Yes, you're a great blader," he said, handing her two hundred dollars.
"No, you should keep your money. It was good beyblading with you," Zarine said.
"Take it, it was an honor to meet you," he said.
"Thanks!" Zarine said gratefully.
Ray pulled her away from the crowd and said angrily, "What do you think you were doing?"
Zarine turned to face him, "What I do is my business."
"Fine, what were you doing with all those guys then? And how on earth did you get this much money? You asked me for twenty dollars when you left!"
"Oh ya, that reminded me. Here's your money back" Zarine said, handing him the money and continued walking.
Ray grabbed her arm and held it in a tight grasp. "Hey, let me go!" Zarine demanded.
"Not until you answer my questions!" Ray said, looking at her in the eye.
"Fine! I was there so I could win money to buy clothes! I don't want to wear this tank top anymore! I had to do it, Ray, I had to!" Zarine said.
"Why didn't you just ask? Kai would've just given you his credit card and you could've gotten whatever you want!"
"Well, I've known you for less than a week! I can't just ask for money! I didn't even do that with my parents!" she looked down, feeling really stupid and bad that she made Ray angry with her.
Ray felt his anger melting away. He shook his head, it was impossible to stay mad at someone you like. He hugged her and said softly, "You are part of the Bladebreakers now, you can tell us and ask us anything. Will you forgive me for getting angry at you?"
She looked up, surprised. She argued, "No, I should be apologizing, I guess I really should trust you guys more...but I didn't know that Kai was rich or anything." "Come on, let's go to the mall, so you can get new clothes!" Ray said cheerfully.
Zarine smiled happily, "Yeah, but are you sure you want to come? I could take forever! You could probably get bored."
"It's fine, I'll live," Ray assured her. In truth, he didn't think he'd ever be bored around her.
At the end of her shopping spree, she got 6 pair of new pants and 7 tops. (Things are really cheap in Hong Kong. Besides, it's my world in this story!) Surprisingly, it only took them an hour.
"You know, I'm surprised that you didn't take the whole day," Ray said truthfully.
"Well, the shops we went to had really nice clothes in them," Zarine said, "It's getting late, let's go back now."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
As I had promised this chapter is longer than the last one! Zarine isn't a flirt, she just needed to get money for clothes! You'll see why later! I'm about 3 quarters done the story, on paper, not on fanfiction.net, so don't worry! There's a lot more to this story coming!
The tournament will start next chapter, I promise!!! I kind of got sidetracked this chapter. I just got it today, and I thought it'd be fun to do.
Please review!