Chapter 1- Carrie
Carrie Dusker sighed as she uninterestedly listened to her friends talk about the usual. It went from boys to beyblade. Carrie didn't care about the boys so she just tuned that part out, but when they were talking about beyblade, she was all ears. But today is was boys and only boys.
"Oh, he is so cute!" Angel screeched as she looked through a magazine.
"Really! Oh can I see," Amy squealed as she ran over to where Angel was sitting, "Wow, he sure is… amazing."
"Hey could you guys tone it down a bit, I'm kind of reading something and I would like to finish it!" Maria shouted feed up with them going all crazy with every hot boy on the stupid page.
"Hey Carrie, I think this guy should be yours," Angel sneered as she showed Carrie the most repulsive boy she had ever seen.
"No, think he's more your type," Carrie quietly replied under her breath not even looking. By now Carrie was use to this, Angel was always picking on her.
"What!" Angel yelled enraged.
"You heard me," Carrie remarked, not wanting to be bothered to repeat the insult.
"Whatever, at least I have good looks," Angel laughed.
"Compared to a pig," Carrie mumbled as she stared out the window.
"What! How could you even compare me to those horrible animals," Angel stated quite disgusted.
"Could have been worse it could have been a cow," Carrie murmured.
"What makes a cow worse than a pig. If you asked me they are almost alike," Angel smiled trying to prove herself unhurt by the remark.
"If you want to be compared to a nose picker that uses it's tongue, that's fine by me. By the way, I didn't ask you," Carrie smirked to herself claiming the victory of the battle.
Angel gasped at how rude Carrie was. "Why you little," Angel snapped fuming.
"STOP!" Maria shouted, "That's enough you two. I want this fighting to stop."
"She started it," Angel defended herself.
"Well I'm ending it," Maria barked. "Now if you would shut up, I have something to tell you, I asked Mr. Dickinson if we could barrow his privet jet and he said yes."
"That's great and all, but why would we need a jet?" Carrie questioned confused.
"To challenge the Bladebreakers of course. He said he knows the perfect spot to beyblade, and we will need a jet to get there," Maria answered.
"Dear Bladebreakers,
We the 'Red Roses' challenge you to a beybattle. Please arrive at the airport no later than 7:00AM tomorrow morning.
From, the Red Roses," Kai read the letter aloud.
"It sounds like a girls team," Kenny remarked.
"Whatever gave you that clue?" Tyson joked.