Wow so you guys liked this story cool! I'm so happy. As usual I will dedicate a short section talking to my reviewers who kindly reviewed… I GOT 11 REVIEWS WOOT! So thank you to everyone who reviewed. I think for this story I'll only write reply to reviewers who ask question, is that ok?

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I think that's everyone…Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade.

Chapter 2: I'm Sweet

So now I'm on my way to find Hilary and cheer up. I've always been the cheerful one of the group. Kai's the silent one, Rei's the friendly one, Kenny's the clever one and Tyson… well I guess he's the greedy one? No wait, that's a bit harsh. I guess Tyson could be the determined one, I mean he's the most persistent when battling and he hates to lose.

Anyways, I've looked loads of places for her. I've tried the mall, the ice cream shop, the café, even the bridge where we practice sometimes! My last hope is the park; she's got to be there, unless she's gone home…

Brr its getting cold, I shiver as I enter through the park gates; a freak gust of wind caught me off guard, I didn't even bring a coat! I hope Hilary won't get cold, she could get ill! Girls are always more fragile to the cold, but then again Hilary isn't exactly a fragile kinda gal. She can look after herself if she needs to.

I squint hard, scanning the park hills for a figure resembling my friend. I hate it when the suns low; it's so hard to see! Suddenly I spot a girl on the far hill, crouched down looking out onto the town.

As I approach, I can see the girl is wearing a pale pink sweater and white skirt, that's my Hilary all right… wait did I just say 'my'? Oh dear, I'm getting way to possessive!

She's too busy pulling apart a daisy to notice I'm nearby.

"Stupid Tyson, thinks he's so big! Big headed more like! A stupid bigheaded pig!" muttered the girl as she attacked the poor flower.

"And what did the daisies ever do to you?" I smirked

"Huh? Oh Max, you startled me!... I didn't hear you coming…"

"That's ok…Err Hil? Did you have to massacre so many daisies?" I said as I scratched my head

She looked sheepishly at the dozens of deceased flowers scattered around her. She looked at me in an apologetic way… I could tell she'd been crying, her eyes looked red and sore.

"You ok now?"

"Yeah," she sniffed

I sat down beside her.

"Well I guess everyone has different stress reliefs,"

She chuckled softly, I made her laugh!

"Aww Max you're so sweet,"

My heart sank, though I didn't let my face show it. You see when a girl calls you sweet it's a bad sign. It means you're a great guy; funny, smart good lucking… she likes you, but as a brother, nothing more - nothing less. Sweet. It's almost patronising, saying you're not enough of a man to be with the girl you want…

"Oh… I try my best!" I lied. "So you ready to go back now? Tyson's really sorry, he wants to apologise…"

"I couldn't give a monkey what Tyson feels, he can rot for all I care!"

Better, getting better…

"Hil you don't mean that. I know you like him really…"

What the hell am I doing? I'm I trying to blow my own chances with her! Stupid, stupid Max!

"I don't like him!" she protested

Phew

"Shame… he likes you,"

WHAT! Ok I seriously need to think before I speak. Now I'm encouraging her to be with Tyson! She's slipping away from me!

"He does?" She looked shocked.

I nodded – well can't shake my head and contradict myself now can I? As much as I do want to…

"Well… I guess he's ok… he can be sweet sometimes, in fact he can be very nice to me…"

Oh great! Flipping great! This time she uses 'sweet' in a good context! It's official she likes him!

"Do you really think he likes me?"

Hang on I could make this work for me!

"Of course! He considers you as one of our main friends,"

Yes! That could work! Go Maxie!

"Friends? Oh I see what you mean…" she looked away. " …for a moment I thought you meant as in like, like…"

She sounded a little sad. Oh great.

"Well he might feel like that too, boys don't tend to talk about those sorta feelings,"

Damn my good nature, why do I have to be so nice all the time?

"So… he could like me?" She seemed to perk up.

"I guess he could, I suppose you are the only girl he talks about… that could mean he likes you…"

"Oh Max you made me the happiest girl ever!" shrieked Hilary as she hugged me.

Heh, so I've made her happy… if for the wrong reason.

"Judging by hard you're hugging me Hil, I'm guessing you like him too?"

She blushed before nodding. Ouch, that one hurt. So she really does like him…

"I like Tyson a lot… but sometimes he can be so…"

Arrogant, annoying, inconsiderate, a jerk?

"Difficult?" I asked

"Yes difficult, that's a good word for it Max – you're good with words,"

If only she knew what I was really thinking.

"I try my best. You know I wouldn't worry about Tyson being difficult, he is with everyone. But if you want, I could try and talk to him."

"Oh would you Max? Really? That would be so great if you could. You're the best!"

She smiled, I smiled – now everyone's happy… everyone except me. I've just offered to help the girl I like, to get with my best friend – great Max, just great!

What have I got myself into?

So you like? I'm trying my best to make the plot as light hearted as possible, hope you all enjoyed it!

I'm actually getting into this story now… I hope it doesn't make me neglect me other story lol! I'll update when I can.

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