Hello again! Thankies to reviewers! I might not be able to update as often as usual cause my computer just got a huge virus… so you know that sucks and all but I'm trying to keep up! Here's the next chapter! Please read and REVIEW!

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I woke up to the sound of loud voices traveling along the hallway. One of which I recognized as my mothers preppy and unusually high voice, the other I couldn't make out as someone I knew, but I could tell that it belonged to a woman. Her voice seemed to be much deeper than moms, not an unusual sounding deep, but it was more serious, but at the same time was filled with mirth. I yawned rather loudly and then slowly rolled off the bed, landing with a loud thump onto the hardwood floor. I groaned, since when did it become necessary to have hardwood tiling on the floor? I had always been famous for falling out of bed during the night, and I could almost picture the long and painful nights I would be spending falling on this annoyingly hard floor. I was well aware that these people were rich beyond anything, but couldn't they just settle for carpet?

I sighed and began gazing at the perfectly coated paint on the walls of the room, almost in a trance. I knew I was stuck in this town, in this house, but for the some reason the reality hadn't really hit me yet. It was like a major dejavu from when my dog Noodle died. I mean it hadn't been a really tragic death; he had died peacefully from old age. But still I hadn't really accepted the reality that he was gone until me and my mom had a funeral for him. So basically I was waiting for the funeral version of moving. When it would come, I had no idea. I pulled myself off the floor and dusted off my clothes. I then decided that a shower and change of clothes were defiantly in need. I stretched out one last time before heading out of the room.

I made my way very and I mean very quietly down the hall. The last thing I needed right now was for my mom to spot me and have her start her huge introductions because I had a gut feeling that the other woman was Joyce Hiwatari.

As I got closer to the room that they were in, I could begin to make out what they were saying.

" So how long have you and Chris been together?" asked mom eagerly.

" Well I believe It's been 20 years now. We met when we were 22 at college, were he was training to be a lawyer. We immediately hit it off, and the next thing you know, only 3 years later we were married, and had our first child 2 years after that." she replied.

" So you had Kai when you were 27? How old is he now?" asked my mom

I rolled my eyes at their annoying small talk. I was about to make a dash for the closet across the hall until I heard Joyce answer my mom.

" Kai? Oh well he's 17 now. Right grown up he is, in fact he'll be 18 soon" she said, almost beaming with pride.

I froze. My entire body turned to stone. Her phrase just kept continuously repeating in my head. "Kai? Oh well he's 17 now…" 17? How could he be 17? And 18 soon? That meant he was older than me because I had only turned 17 about a month ago. Oh Gods, I suddenly wanted the annoying spoiled scrawny 5 year old that I had pictured back. No, now I was going to have to deal with a cocky, spoiled, older guy.

I shook my head. No, I wouldn't let some egotistical guy spoil the fact that I was living here now. This was my house too now, well about a quarter of it was mine. Well actually it was moms since she paid the rent, I was just extra baggage. But still, this was my quarter of a house too now! And there was no way in hell I would let him try and boss me around. Besides I hadn't even met the guy yet so for all I know he could easily be a weird nerdy kid who studied 24/7, strangely enough I think I'd rather the bossy and maybe good looking one. But you take what you get.

After recovering from the hugely devastating shock I again tried my luck with the dash to the closet, and unfortunately failed.

" Oh Serena! You're awake! I saw that you were sleeping and you looked so cute so I just couldn't wake you, but now that you're here there's someone I'd like you to meet" she exclaimed!

I sighed. Lady luck was defiantly not on my side today, maybe she's pissed at me, almost like the rest of the world. It just figured that mom would be in the chair facing the hallway, giving her a clear view of the closet, while Joyce was sitting back on to me. So the only thing I could really tell about her appearence was that she had long dark blue hair.

" Serena this is Joyce Hiwatari. Joyce this is my daughter Serena" she said with a large plastic smile.

With this, Joyce turned around. I was slightly taken aback of how pretty she was. Her hair was a rich royal blue color that seemed to flow with a sign of elegance down her back. Her eyes were a shade lighter than her hair and she had gorgeous porcelaine like skin. A smile spread over her nice features and she stuck out her hand for me to shake.

" It's a pleasure to finally meet you. Helen has told me all about you" I froze at this. Normally people don't mind being talked about positively to others, but you see when my mom tells someone all about me, she doesn't just name important things like how I do in school and what I look like or act like. Instead she tells people all these little embarassing and totally unecessary stories and then laughs her head off about then with the other person. Only she doesn't seem to realise just how humiliating these little stories of hers are, and instead she thinks their "cute".

I forced a smile, " Nice to meet you" i chocked out.

" So you're mother told me that you're 17. Well you're mighty gorgeous Serena, i kill for a body type that like, and you skin complection and color is to die for. You'd better watch out for the males in this town. I'd say Kai's dated just about every girl in town, with the exception of you" she said with a wink.

I could feel the color begin to rise to my cheeks. Why did adults always know the perfect thing to say to embarass you? Well mom didn't seem too embarassed, in fact she was beeming with pride.

" Thanks.." I said, slightly hesitanlty.

" So I'm assuming that you havn't been around the entire house yet? Would you like a tour?" she offered

" No thanks, I think I've got it covered, you two keep talking about.. umm stuff, I've got to get a shower" I replied, turning down her offer. I'd be better off looking around this place by myself without an adult straying behind to tell me about the huge history behind every tile on the floor.

She smiled, " Well if you need me, I'll be right here" she said.

I nodded, thanked her and quickly dashed towards the closet to get a cloth and two towels.

Once out of their site I let out a sigh of relief. I didn't know what I was relieved about really, just the fact that I was going to be clean soon was enough to make me happy.

I locked the door to the bathroom behind me and quickly stripped down and stepped into the shower. The cold water trickled down my body, waking me up completely and was almost refreshing. I'd never been the type who liked hot showers. Most people think I'm crazy to be getting into cold water to wash, but it relaxes me for some reason. I washed my hair and face and shaved my legs since I hadn't in about a year. And once I'd finished up I stepped out of the shower and onto a small towel. I wrapped a towel around my body and another around my head. I cleaned up the water that had dripped on the floor and then exited the bathroom and straight into the bedroom.

I had decided against calling this new room, "my" room just yet. I'd first have to get comfy in it, put my posters up, and basically make it look like a hurricane hit it, before I could even consider calling it my room. The moment I called this room, "my" room, was when I was finally used to living here. It may takes only weeks, or even years. But before this could be my room, this would have to be my house, and for this to be my house, this would have to be my town, which it is not. And now you know how much time I've spent thinking about this. Too much. I locked the door and quickly pulled on a pair of grey lounge pants, followed by a T-shirt that was too big, that read "New York Rangers" on the front of it. I towel dried my hair, or attempted to and left it hanging down my back. I then put on black eyeliner, and a bit of mascara, I wasn't going anywhere so a lot of makeup wasn't necessary, not that I really wore a lot anyways.

Now it was time to explore! I didn't really expect to finish the entire house tonight, since it was 7:00, and my show came on at 8:30. But I would try and see a good portion of it.

I made my way towards the door at the end of the hallway and opened it up to an extremely large kitchen. Let the exploring begin!

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alrighty! chapter 3! longest yet! haha anyways ppl plz read and review! and need youre reviews! thankies will update soon if I get enough reviwes ahah! lates

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