Hacker: Tch, I guess the 2 reviewers kinda got me on a roll, sadly I'll update. Thanks 'Flaller and Shadow one'. Here's another boring chapter --

Dry Tears

"Hey Ty, wanna go for a walk?" I grabbed the leash for the closet...and nearly passed out. It stunk like feet as usual. My fat lil ol' doggy Ty jumped up and down. His big light brown shined.

"Ya know? I'm so jealous of your eyes! But then again I'm jealous for the dumbest reason" I hooked him up to the leash and bolted out the door. I passed by the same 'garden'...heh stupid dead flowers, burn! Burn! Ahem anyways I saw Tyson and Max playing basketball.

"Amari!" Tyson yelled out my name and waved. He always made me feel nice, backing me up when I needed. Max just waved and threw the ball. Nearby...I saw him. Bastard! I mean...Kai...yeah Kai. Sitting on his ass like a doorknob.

"Amari!" I glanced and prayed it wasn't Kai saying my name. No...it was worst queen bitch was gracing me with her extra self. Great...

"Hi, let's go walking! Move Ty!" What the hell did the dog do to you? Bitch. I buttered my most fucking cheesiest smile I could come up with. "Yeah, let's go"

"Oh my yeah know what Ray did today at my locker?" Blah blah blah. Does it look like I care? Ray my enemy and yet you think you can just talk about him right in front of my like that? Bitch, you don't know me to well now don't you.

After and while of 'yeah...' and 'oh yeah?' sarcastic I don't care hints I came back to my house and let Ty inside. Then I turned and Hillary was still there...damn I thought I lost you on the way. She smiled...can't be good.

"Hey...Why'd you start crying yesterday?" That's it! Bitch is gonna it bad. I laughed...not my normal laughs. I went into my pocket...yes I touched cold metal. Perfect. I never let anyone see me cry, especially Hillary.

"You want to know why? Heh...heh" I pulled out a pocket knife. Stainless steel, engraved with my name. Hillary backed away slowly. "You said you wanted to know!" I thrusted the knife forward. Bull's eye! Right where it hurts.

"Amari..." Hillary had the knife in the chest, on the heart. Good. "Now..." I pulled out the knife and threw her skimpy tank top she started to bleed...red that's what I saw the day you took my twin away. I laughed. The best I could was laugh and clean my blade on the bottom shoe. "Amari...why?"

"I cried...I cried because you and him broke my..."

"Holy Fuck!" I woke up...tears on my face. "Why? Why?!" I couldn't understand it. At first it started off normal but when I saw it. I looked over at my night table and saw my trusty pocket knife. I picked it up and with a flick of the wrist I saw the blade. Stainless...no blood.

"It was just a dream...a fucking retarded dream!!" I threw the knife it landed on a nearby wall. "Burned bitch should burn the fucking depths of hell!" I winced...great I cut myself. I got up and grabbed some gaze. Yeah it was that bad. When I passed the mirror I laughed.

"You wouldn't be that psycho" My reflection copied my every move. I grabbed my scissors and started snipping at my curly hair, brown locks fell forward.

"Pointless just pointless" My long hair was now short...it suited me. Short hair with short temper. Good now... "I'm gonna be like him. 'Good' on the outside. But wrecked on the inside- ouch" My cheek bled. A cross, the holiest of marks was engraved in my left cheek.

"Perfect"

And being like 'him' I meant like Rurouni Kenshin, that's how I see him. Good on the outside but wrecked on the inside.Oh yeah..the mark that's belongs to Rurouni Kenshin. No Beyblade people were here ethier.

Yeah I actually did that. Cut my hair that is. The rest no...but I would have. Anyways another quote of mine: "Listen...I came, I saw, I conquered. Because the world's my mission"