Finally, one year later... A new chapter! Thank you for the feedback!
Rating: T
Pairings: Tyson x Hilary, Rei x Kai, Max x Mariam, Kane x Salima, Garland x OC and Miguel x OC. More pairings might follow.
Disclaimer: If I owned Beyblade Tyson would've been dead by now and I would've brought Miguel to life. Did that happen? No. Basically that means that I don't own Beyblade.
Mariam was walking home in silence, her eyes staring at the pavement. Her backpack was thrown over one of her shoulders, swinging from one side to the other, following her movements. Three months had passed since she and Ozuma broke up after a seven month during relationship, and a month and a half since she had developped a crush on Kai. However, Kai Hiwatari was one of the most silent, seriousstudents at school, and as more time passed by, she just knew she'd never stand a chance with him.
The knowledge of that was tearing the girl apart, stabbing her into her very soul. She knew she was beautiful and she did show her personality, unlike Leyla, and Kai's disintrest in her was like a rejection at everything she was. She wasn't used to not get what she wanted at all, especially when it concerned boys.
Mariam had to wait to cross the street and stopped, when all of sudden another student appeared next to her. He was also waiting for the light to turn green. The boy had blonde hair, blue eyes, and looked simply said, ever so adorable!
He turned around when he noticed Mariam looking at him, and smiled. She smiled back softly.
"Hey, I'm Max! I'm in your Biology class." The boy presented himself, grinning.
Mariam stared at him puzzled, and after a while she could remember him sitting in the back of the class. They had never talked to each other before.
"I'm Mariam." Mariam said softly.
"You're a friend of Michael & co. aren't you?" Max asked curiously, his big blue eyes observing the girl.
She glared at him. "Yes, got a problem with that?" She snapped at him. She knew just well how the rest of the school thought of her group of friends, and it was annoying. They didn't know them at all, her friends were way more than just pretty faces with no personality, as was she.
"No, no, not at all!" he started to defend himself. "I was just wondering if I was correct!"
"Hmph." Mariam returned to her silence and straightened her knee-lengt, thin, lemon green skirt. Then the light became green, and she started to walk to the other side.
Max had to run to keep up with her. "I need to go right here, but I was wondering, since you're a beyblader and all." Mariam lifted an eyebrow at this, wondering how the boy knew it. "If you ever feel like joining our school team, Revolution X, just come to our trainings once."
Mariam stopped at the other side and turned towards Max. Deep inside she had always longed to join the school team, but it'd mean that she could lose her friends. Kai and Tala were in the school team, but they were boys and it was concidered cool for them. But for girls it was different.
"Just think about it, okay?" Max asked, looking at her cutely.
"Yeah, sure." Mariam stared right back into his eyes, putting a bit of acted superiority in her look.
"Okay then, bye!" the blonde boy yelled, running off and leaving Mariam on her own.
Once he had rounded the corner, the girl shook her head and continued her way towards her home. She couldn't help but think how naïve he was, and how he reminded her of a little puppy, despite the blue eyes. Her brother Joseph had that too in the past, but it just disappeared once he entered Junior High. Just like their father had left their mother when Mariam was born. She had never seen him and had always concidered the second husband of her mother her real father. As for Joseph, well, it was his biological father, so to him it didn't matter. But to Mariam it did. She would never ever forgive her biological father for what he did to her mother. Never.
Michael opened the door to the café and looked around for his friends. The place wasn't very well lit andeverything was hard to see. He spotted them sitting around a table in the corner, smoke rising up and bottles with beer on it.
The boy made his way towards the table, grabbed a chair and plopped down on it. "Finally, my drinking day has arrived again!"
A young man with black, long hair turned away from his conversation and towards Michael. "Hey, Michael! You really should come around more often, you're such a wussy!"
"Oh, Chad, shut up! Not everyone is 23 and doesn't have a job! I'm in highschool, if you remember, and I need to study too!" Michael defended himself, not taking Chad's comment too seriously.
"Well highschool boy, you aren't allowed to drink yet either!" Chad teased.
"And that's where you come in." The jock said, leaning forward against the table and grabbing hold of Chad's beer bottle. It was empty in less than a minute.
"I'll get you a new one?" It wasn't a question, more like a statement, and Chad already stood up.
Michael sat back in his chair and followed his friend with his eyes. He and Chad now knew each other for about year. They had met each other in this very same bar. Michael still remembered it very well. His mother had had a bad day the day before, and he came here to drown his sorrow. He had wanted to order a beer, but the bartender didn't let him, because he wasn't 21 yet. That's where Chad came to the rescue and ordered a beer for him. Together they had seated at a table and dranktill the middle of the night. Since then, Thursday had become a regular drinking day to him.
Michael was pulled out of his musings when a bottle was slammed down onto the table in front of him and Chad sat down. The man now completely ignored his other friends, whom Michael didn't know very well, and focused his attention to Michael.
"Let's drink!" he exclaimed, and drunk the half of his entire bottle empty.
Rogue and Rachel walked trough the town's park. It was autumn now, and the leaves were rapidly turning red, brown, yellow and orange. It was a pretty sight to be seen, and one of the reasons why Rogue enjoyed the seasonso much.
They had passed by Rachel's house first to get some stuff. Rachel needed a new cigarette package and Rogue had wanted to grab a bottle ofbooze with her after Rachel had ensured her that her father wouldn't miss it. Luckily her father was sleeping, or he would've killed us for sure. He had probably drunk too much this morning already and fallen asleep in front of the telivision, like he usually did.
So there the two best friends were sitting on a bench in a deserted corner of the park, Rachel smoking and Rogue drinking right from the bottle of red vodka. She had learned to appreciate it a while ago.
"I still don't get why you're drinking on a Thursday." Rachel critisized. "It's not like you have any real problems to drink away."
Rogue stopped taking a sip and lifted an eyebrow. It was such a funny sight that Rachel started laughing.
"You know I don't have any real problems, but I just wanted some booze! And I usually only drink on fridays, and even then I don't get drunk!" Rogue defended herself. " Plus, it's not like I'm going to empty the entire bottle! I'm not an alcoholist!"
"I know the symptons of an alcohol addict, Rogue." The black-haired girl mentioned sharply. A silence fell as she began to ponder about her father again. She couldn't remember when he started drinking so much. Was it after her mother had left him? Or when he lost his job? She couldn't remember at all. All she knew was that he had changed from the loving, kind man he was to a monster who got angry in less than a minute. And if he turned angry, he was bound to hit you. That's why Rachel had always remained a social drinker. She had seen what alcohol did to you and it was bad.
Rogue closed the bottle and placed it on the ground, observing her pondering friend. After a few minutes of silence, she spoke up. "Look Rach, I know you haven't been feeling very happy lately. What would you say to a girl's night tomorrow evening? Including all the mushy movies and girltalk?"
Rachel looked up and listened until her blonde friend was finished. She grinned widely. "I'd love to! Don't forget to rent a movie with Brad Pitt in it though!" This was so typically Rogue. She might be flirty and restless, but she always saw when something was wrong with her friends.
"And we're so watching an Orlando Bloom movie too! You just can't resist the puppy eyes he has! Although Miguel's eyes are even more irresistable!" The blond started to ramble.
Rachel just smiled. She had the best friend in the world!
Emily was sitting in her room, typing away on her computer. She had been visitting this chatbox a lot lately, ever since he came around.
He was a boy she had met there. He had never told Emily his name, but his nickname was 'Computer Chief'. She did know however, that they lived in the same town, which made it extra exciting. Most likely they went to the same school, but she had always forget to ask him where he followed his lessons.
Emily still remembered how they got in contact. It had been a long time since she went to the chatbox, and she was bored anyway, so she had logged in. At that time, the girl had had a few problems with her computer, so when she saw the nickname 'Computer Chief', she had immediately asked the boy if he could help her out. And so they started to chat more.
Emily's thoughts drifted back to the screen and she scrolled down to see if the Chief hadn't logged in yet. That wasn't the case, so she decided to wait a bit longer before starting her homework.
The orange-haired girl's thoughts drifted to school. Oh how she loathed that place. If it wasn't for her future, she would've left it a long time ago. The problem was, everyone thought she was a geek. She was always on her own and laughed at by nearly everyone, even though she didn't have an idea why. But then again, they were less than her. She was both smarter and richer, and thus supperior. That was what she had told herself ever since the bullying had started.
After another five minutes, Emily shut down the computer and grabbed her Maths book with a sad feeling building in her chest. All she lived for was her homework, her computer and her family. Even if she just died, no-one would mourn her. It was something she thought a lot about and knew was true. She didn't have any friends at all. She was bound to be alone in this world…
"Okay, page 32." Emily muttered to herself, putting herself over it.
Ice Archer Girl: Thanks for your nice comments, as you see, I finally updated! XD
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