Chapter twelve: On Cruise to the Island.
Days passed and Isis soon returned to training and excelled it all, despite a month of not being allowed to use her Dragweena. Mariah and Mariam had visited and decided to come with them as friends to the island.
Isis soon made friends with the two girls and soon all four enjoyed each others company tremendously. They battled, (with the exception of Hilary who didn't blade) shopped and gossiped about celebrities and boys.
Without anyone realizing it, the day had come for the Island Tournament. Tyson and Isis were the only ones not prepared; they ran around the dojo collecting as much stuff as they could fit into their bags.
"We've got to go in half an hour gal!" Mariah laughed as Isis tried to stuff her walking shoes into her sports bag along with a month's supply of clothes and other knick-knacks she felt she might need.
"I know that Mariah! I know that!" She cried out.
"Hey! Calm down Isis. Right, here's a check list of what we're supposed to bring." Hilary smiled and pulled it out. "Clothes."
"Check."
"Beyblade."
"Check"
"Walking shoes,"
"Some form of communication."
"Pager! Wait a moment..." Isis trailed off and found hers. "Check. Erm... What else?"
"That's all what you're supposed to bring, oh! It says you can bring CD players and pen and paper, oh! Dress clothes as well, must be for the ship party, they have one on every ship. It says everything else is to be provided." Hilary finished off. "Okay, so you have everything, stop worrying." She grinned.
Isis stopped as though on queue.
"Hey does Tyson know what he's doing?" She asked. Hilary smirked.
"He doesn't realise I made him pack yesterday. Habit I think. You two are so alike it's almost like you're siblings not cousins." She laughed. Isis stuck her tongue out playfully.
"Hilary! Where did you put my bag?" He shouted as though on cue.
"By your bed!" She called back, "can't cope without me." She grinned at Isis and Mariah, who laughed with her.
At last everyone piled into the coach provided by Mr Dickinson. Everyone felt a small buzz as they sat down. Kai at the back by himself as usual. Kenny on his computer Dizzy next to Tyson, Ray and Max talking about their blades in the middle of the bus and Isis, Mariam, Mariah and Hilary at the front, all turned around talking about what the island was going to be like.
The journey was boring, everyone felt sleepy after the initial excitement at the beginning. Even Kai could scarcely keep his eyes open. The lulling rhythm of the coach and the heat of outside and inside of the coach was found hard to resist. Soon, one by one, everyone fell asleep.
They finally arrived at the port. The coach stopping suddenly without warning causing everyone to crash into the seat in font. They all groaned, getting up and stretching. Isis checked for her beyblade. To her indignation it wasn't there.
"Where's Dragweena?" She cried out. Checking the pockets of her black jeans and her belt.
"Oh, sorry, I was giving it upgrades. Now you should be able to go for twice as long." Kenny explained to her, handing it back.
"Aw thanks Chief!" She hugged him and checked out her blade. Not noticing him going bright red.
Everyone ran off the coach. Isis spun around happily outside; taking gulps of fresh air.
"Finally! That coach was so stuffy." She told them, everyone just laughed, except Kai who kept expressionless as usual.
They showed their passports and beyblading passes to the staff and finally board. Mariam, Max, Mariah, Ray and Isis all went down into the cabins to check them out. Hilary dragged Tyson onto the deck. Kenny and Kai going down to the beystadiums, though not with each other, to check out the other teams and keeping an eye out for the talent.
"I told you our cabin is bigger than yours." Mariam smirked; showing them in.
"That's so unfair! There's only four of us!" Max complained.
"Yeah, but you don't spend half and hour plus deciding what eyeshadow you want to wear ready for the dance tonight." She told him.
"Unless..." Mariah trailed off deviously.
"No! It's fine, you can have this cabin!" They grinned, laughing, trying to sound cheerful before they ran off.
Isis burst out laughing along with Mariah. Mariam looked at the two.
"I can't believe they fell for that." Mariam sighed, shaking her head, though a smile was on her lips.
"Boys will fall for anything if you know how to say it." Isis smiled.
"Yeah, like if you tell Max that he'll have a laugh he'll do anything." Mariam smirked. She fished her make-up out of her bag. "You taking anyone to the dance Isis?"
"Nope, I'm still going but just with no-one." She grinned.
"You can take Kenny or Kai." Mariah said slyly.
"Get over it!" Isis laughed. "Nah, I'm going by myself."
She fished out a long,deep purple dress with translusent sleeves, that shimmered slightly in accordance to the light.
"That is one nice dress Isis!" Complimented Mariam.
"Thank Mariah! She found it for me that time we went shopping." Isis told her.
"It brings out your lilac eyes." Mariah told her. "Now, make-up and hair styles decided then we'll kidnap Hilary and sort her out." They all giggled like naughty school girls.
Hilary walked in and Mariam pounced on her.
"What the!" Hilary gasped, and then laughed when she saw Isis armed lipstick and eye liner. "Oh, right." She giggled.
"Did you tell Tyson he was going to the dance then?" Mariam said, letting go of her and started digging around in her bag again, taking out her ceramic straighteners and curlers.
"No! Yes, but he kinda asked me, Er, Mariam? What are you going to do with all this stuff when we get to the island?" Hilary asked, taking out a dusty pink string top and white mini skirt.
"Wha? Oh, it's probably live under my bed." She said absent minded.
"So what you wearing?"
"That." She pointed casually over to a dusty style denim skirt and olive green top that was cut to hug her body loosely yet cling to them.
"Ooh! Very nice!" Isis grinned. "Now it's Mariah's turn!"
Mariah stuck her tongue out at her and showed them a modernised Chinese style white dress.
"And now to get ready, make-up and all!"
Tyson groaned theatrically. He, Ray and Max had been banned from the beystadium by Kenny along with Kai. Though he had disappeared somewhere on top of deck. Now all they had to do was hang around the cabin until Hilary dragged him off to the dance.
Ray laughed at his expression.
"We have one hour until we get dragged off to a dance and all you can do is mope around." He laughed.
"Aw man... She's gonna make me dance I know she is." He groaned. Max laughed.
"It's not gonna be that bad Tyson." He grinned, his cheery disposition not changing the slightest.
"You wanna bet?" He asked, still frowning. He rolled over and fell off his cabin bed. "Ow!"
"Hah, serves you right." Max laughed, grinning.
