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Kris was making googly eyes at Rei, who seemed not to notice, but in truth he did notice, and he inwardly blushed, but on the outside he was the same clam, cool, confident Rei Kon. Of course, since Kris wanted him to blush she felt a little unaccomplished when her stare didn't get a reaction out of him, how wrong she was.....
Trix was also staring at Kai, who felt uncharacteristically uncomfortable from the gaze, sure, tons of girls looked at him like this, but none of them made him feel this centered out. Trixy meanwhile was think very perverse thought, Kai, her, handcuffs, whipped cream, and of course, the piece de resistance, chocolate sauce.
Meanwhile Olivia was sadly walking down a street, this place was so perky, she walked down the streets, every single girl she saw wore skirts, frills, and pink, pink, PINK! It was nauseating, and everyone had these huge, fake smiles plastered on their face, she wanted to throw up.
Skipper watched as everyone trained lazily, she didn't feel like doing anything today, instead she was just pondering about how she would corrupt/mess with people's heads/taint/contaminate certain people, like innocent little children who should be corrupted etc because they will be someday anyways, at least that was what Skip thought.
Hilary was highly annoyed and was mouthing off to Tyson, both Kristina and Trixy glanced at each other and nodded, their silent agreement that they next time they were walking by a highway they would push Hilary in front of a truck and make it look like an accident. Then they continued what they were doing what they were doing before, glaring at the back of Hilary's head, giving pitying glances at Tyson, and look adoringly up at Kai and Rei, who noticed and fought not to blush or indication that they noticed the intense stares.
"So then Kris, how's your obsession with Evanescence going?" Trixy asked, it was way to quiet, she needed some nice, cool, pleasant, useless conversation.
"Great, they were going to have a concert near us, but then, we came here." Kris pointed to the ground, as if she was trying to prove her point.
"Poor Kris, no Evanescence, however will you survive?" Trixy said with fake concern.
"I've memorized every one of their songs, and the tunes of their songs, if I really crve it, I'll just burst into song." Kris smiled madly.
"Yep, in the middle of the night." Trixy nodded to herself and Kris answered with an. "Of course!"
Kai and Rei looked at each other, then the two girls who were now in an in depth conversation about something or other and didn't sense their looks, they were weird, but they had to ask themselves, could they really consider themselves normal? And at least they weren't like Hilary, God that girl was annoying, they wanted to wring that fragile little neck of hers.
Max and Tyson sighed, what did they do to deserve this, Hilary was complaining, her mouth was moving, but by now they didn't even care what the word were, it was just gong in one ear out the other anyway. She vaguely reminded them of a cow, mouth always moving and such, Tyson hazily wondered if she were some sort of hybrid.
Olivia walked into her new apartment, it was small, it's not like she, her, and herself would take up much space. It had four rooms, a bathroom, a bedroom, a living room, and a kitchen/dining room. She looked around, it was so white and plain and hideous. "Now I have to go and but paint." She glared at a wall, as if daring it to stay white. "Shopping, it's hell on earth." 'While I'm out I'd better get clothes, as much as I loath shopping in general, I need something other than this.' She looked at her outfit; it was already a bit dirty and had lots of wrinkles. She sighed again. 'I hate my life.'
Two hours later Olivia burst in the door, arms full of stuff and she looked as if she were going to collapse. At least now she had some nice, navy blue, violet and black paint to give her new home a feel of darkness, and she had searched many stores to get some clothes that were her style, she ended up going in a guys clothing store and saying that she was buying the stuff for her boyfriend, man, she never wanted to shop again in her life! Olivia glared at the white wall again and prepared to paint.
Skipper was smirking to herself, looking for the entire world like an insane girl; she was seriously starting to creep all the Saint Shields out, even Miriam who cautiously walked up to her and waved a hand over her eyes. "What are you so happy about?" She asked, even though she wasn't sure she really wanted to know.
"Oh, the usual, plotting evilly about how I'm going to corrupt certain people, mess with their heads." Her voice then went really low and no one was sure of what she said. "And how to get my cousin and Ozuma together." Now, Ozuma may not have known what she said, but he knew it was something about him because Skip glanced at him and smirked even more evilly than before, effectively giving him and the rest of the team the shivers. Meanwhile inside Skipper's head. 'BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!'
"That's nice..... I know, let's go shopping! The make up department just got some new shades in eye shadow." Miriam said as she dragged Skipper away, she followed with raised eyebrows, as long as the shades were dark, she was happy.
Kris and Trix were even more sure about their plot to throw Hilary in front of a truck, all they needed to do was give her a little push, and then when they were questioned they'd burst into big, fake tears, it would work even better if the cops were male, all guys seem to get really uncomfortable when a girl starts crying, and they had perfected the art.
Hilary was feeling very un comfortable, even though she was secure in Tyson's dojo, the two girls who were whispering to each other then glancing at her with evil looks.
Olivia stood back and observed, her room now had a black ceiling, a violet door, and navy blue walls, all in all, it was dark and gave off a gloomy feeling, Olivia felt right at home. "Finally, and now to adjust my new wardrobe." She opened up a bag and took out a black baggy T shirt and a pair of scissors and started cutting out bits of the T shirt. Soon it looked as though some sort of wild animal had clawed it, which was exactly what she wanted, she then took out a tight blood red sweater. "Man, I wonder if I'll fit into this, it is for a guy after all." She shrugged her shoulder and took out the rest of her clothes.
Skipper looked her face over in the mirror, eye eyes were now shadowed (hehehe) in a black powder that had a slight gold glimmer, she smirked, ohhh, she liked this one. "I'll take it." She grasped a small container and went up to the cashier, Miriam was right in front of her.
"That looks so good on you. What do you think about mine?" Skipper examined Miriam's eyes carefully, her green, pupiless eyes were defiantly highlighted by the light blue eye shadow. "If we get any better looking guys are just going to flock to us." Skipper said dryly, but it was about as much of a compliment as Skipper would ever give, so Miriam was happy.
FASH: The girls seem to be getting well adjusted, but what will Trixy and Kristina do about their crushes? When will Ozuma and Olivia see each other again? How is Skipper going to plot to get them together? And will Skipper find a guy of her own? Find out in later chapters of Beyond Imagination!
Disclaimer: I only own my OCs, not Beyblade, never Beyblade.
""-speech ''-thoughts
Kris was making googly eyes at Rei, who seemed not to notice, but in truth he did notice, and he inwardly blushed, but on the outside he was the same clam, cool, confident Rei Kon. Of course, since Kris wanted him to blush she felt a little unaccomplished when her stare didn't get a reaction out of him, how wrong she was.....
Trix was also staring at Kai, who felt uncharacteristically uncomfortable from the gaze, sure, tons of girls looked at him like this, but none of them made him feel this centered out. Trixy meanwhile was think very perverse thought, Kai, her, handcuffs, whipped cream, and of course, the piece de resistance, chocolate sauce.
Meanwhile Olivia was sadly walking down a street, this place was so perky, she walked down the streets, every single girl she saw wore skirts, frills, and pink, pink, PINK! It was nauseating, and everyone had these huge, fake smiles plastered on their face, she wanted to throw up.
Skipper watched as everyone trained lazily, she didn't feel like doing anything today, instead she was just pondering about how she would corrupt/mess with people's heads/taint/contaminate certain people, like innocent little children who should be corrupted etc because they will be someday anyways, at least that was what Skip thought.
Hilary was highly annoyed and was mouthing off to Tyson, both Kristina and Trixy glanced at each other and nodded, their silent agreement that they next time they were walking by a highway they would push Hilary in front of a truck and make it look like an accident. Then they continued what they were doing what they were doing before, glaring at the back of Hilary's head, giving pitying glances at Tyson, and look adoringly up at Kai and Rei, who noticed and fought not to blush or indication that they noticed the intense stares.
"So then Kris, how's your obsession with Evanescence going?" Trixy asked, it was way to quiet, she needed some nice, cool, pleasant, useless conversation.
"Great, they were going to have a concert near us, but then, we came here." Kris pointed to the ground, as if she was trying to prove her point.
"Poor Kris, no Evanescence, however will you survive?" Trixy said with fake concern.
"I've memorized every one of their songs, and the tunes of their songs, if I really crve it, I'll just burst into song." Kris smiled madly.
"Yep, in the middle of the night." Trixy nodded to herself and Kris answered with an. "Of course!"
Kai and Rei looked at each other, then the two girls who were now in an in depth conversation about something or other and didn't sense their looks, they were weird, but they had to ask themselves, could they really consider themselves normal? And at least they weren't like Hilary, God that girl was annoying, they wanted to wring that fragile little neck of hers.
Max and Tyson sighed, what did they do to deserve this, Hilary was complaining, her mouth was moving, but by now they didn't even care what the word were, it was just gong in one ear out the other anyway. She vaguely reminded them of a cow, mouth always moving and such, Tyson hazily wondered if she were some sort of hybrid.
Olivia walked into her new apartment, it was small, it's not like she, her, and herself would take up much space. It had four rooms, a bathroom, a bedroom, a living room, and a kitchen/dining room. She looked around, it was so white and plain and hideous. "Now I have to go and but paint." She glared at a wall, as if daring it to stay white. "Shopping, it's hell on earth." 'While I'm out I'd better get clothes, as much as I loath shopping in general, I need something other than this.' She looked at her outfit; it was already a bit dirty and had lots of wrinkles. She sighed again. 'I hate my life.'
Two hours later Olivia burst in the door, arms full of stuff and she looked as if she were going to collapse. At least now she had some nice, navy blue, violet and black paint to give her new home a feel of darkness, and she had searched many stores to get some clothes that were her style, she ended up going in a guys clothing store and saying that she was buying the stuff for her boyfriend, man, she never wanted to shop again in her life! Olivia glared at the white wall again and prepared to paint.
Skipper was smirking to herself, looking for the entire world like an insane girl; she was seriously starting to creep all the Saint Shields out, even Miriam who cautiously walked up to her and waved a hand over her eyes. "What are you so happy about?" She asked, even though she wasn't sure she really wanted to know.
"Oh, the usual, plotting evilly about how I'm going to corrupt certain people, mess with their heads." Her voice then went really low and no one was sure of what she said. "And how to get my cousin and Ozuma together." Now, Ozuma may not have known what she said, but he knew it was something about him because Skip glanced at him and smirked even more evilly than before, effectively giving him and the rest of the team the shivers. Meanwhile inside Skipper's head. 'BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!'
"That's nice..... I know, let's go shopping! The make up department just got some new shades in eye shadow." Miriam said as she dragged Skipper away, she followed with raised eyebrows, as long as the shades were dark, she was happy.
Kris and Trix were even more sure about their plot to throw Hilary in front of a truck, all they needed to do was give her a little push, and then when they were questioned they'd burst into big, fake tears, it would work even better if the cops were male, all guys seem to get really uncomfortable when a girl starts crying, and they had perfected the art.
Hilary was feeling very un comfortable, even though she was secure in Tyson's dojo, the two girls who were whispering to each other then glancing at her with evil looks.
Olivia stood back and observed, her room now had a black ceiling, a violet door, and navy blue walls, all in all, it was dark and gave off a gloomy feeling, Olivia felt right at home. "Finally, and now to adjust my new wardrobe." She opened up a bag and took out a black baggy T shirt and a pair of scissors and started cutting out bits of the T shirt. Soon it looked as though some sort of wild animal had clawed it, which was exactly what she wanted, she then took out a tight blood red sweater. "Man, I wonder if I'll fit into this, it is for a guy after all." She shrugged her shoulder and took out the rest of her clothes.
Skipper looked her face over in the mirror, eye eyes were now shadowed (hehehe) in a black powder that had a slight gold glimmer, she smirked, ohhh, she liked this one. "I'll take it." She grasped a small container and went up to the cashier, Miriam was right in front of her.
"That looks so good on you. What do you think about mine?" Skipper examined Miriam's eyes carefully, her green, pupiless eyes were defiantly highlighted by the light blue eye shadow. "If we get any better looking guys are just going to flock to us." Skipper said dryly, but it was about as much of a compliment as Skipper would ever give, so Miriam was happy.
FASH: The girls seem to be getting well adjusted, but what will Trixy and Kristina do about their crushes? When will Ozuma and Olivia see each other again? How is Skipper going to plot to get them together? And will Skipper find a guy of her own? Find out in later chapters of Beyond Imagination!