So I've amalgamated these two months because I don't think I'll ever get this up to date otherwise…plus it would be two really short chapters. This will be the last uneventful chapter (in other word stuff starts getting interesting really soon) and the last chapter with out the well know and loved Beybladers…Max, Tyson, Rei, Kai…ect…
Summer
July 1st Kaie went and got her uniform. Because the school was an international school it had adopted an international uniform. This meant they had taken the Japanese uniform and made the skirt longer, added a warm jacket for the Russian winters then called it "International."
Kaie walked into the Uniform Office which backed onto the office. She sighed thinking that this was the second uniform she had had in a year.
There were three ladies in charge of the store – all with thick Russian accents. The first took her measurements and handed them to the one hovering over her shoulder and then together they disappeared into the back room.
Kaie tried on two weird short sleeved shirts on finding the latter to fit the best.
The shirts were white and button-ups. The only problem with them was that there was a dark blue thing inside that she had no idea what to do with.
The lady nodded and called Kaie over. At that point she pulled the blue thing across her upper chest and fastened it to the underside of the left collar where there were snaps she hadn't seen.
Her white collar was then pulled up and a long thin piece of light blue fabric was pulled around her neck. Kaie's collar was folded down and the two ends of the tie were placed through a circular piece of white leather – holding it together.
From the back room emerged the two women and one held a dark blue pleated skirt (the same colour as the thing across her chest) which fastened like a kilt with buttons. Kaie wrapped it around herself over her jeans to nods of approval.
Kaie looked into the mirror and saw a broken reflection in a uniform that resembled the one that Kagome from Inuyasha wore…but with a skirt to her knees. The colour of the uniform matched her hair almost perfectly. She turned back to the ladies and took off her skirt then went back to the changing room and put on her proper shirt.
Three short sleeved shirts, one long sleeved, two ties, two leather fasteners, a skirt, and a package of short white socks where placed on a pile on the counter.
From another corner of the store the pulled a huge duffle coat off the rack. It was the same dark blue as the uniform and had a zipper to do it up and four large buttons for simply looks. Kaie pulled it on and was instantly warm.
The inside was fur lined (Kaie hoped artificially) as was the hood – which was pulled over her head to ensure it fit. Kaie felt like a marshmallow.
The jacket was taken off and Kaie went to try on the final piece of the uniform – pants. Girls; they carefully explained; were only allowed to wear pants on days when it was 0˚C or colder according to the dorm teacher. A good clue was that it was snowing. If it was raining or was sunny with no snow you were out of luck.
Girls did not get the nice dark blue pants but instead the winter ones. They were three layers – gortex then insulator then fleece. The layers were needed to trudge through the snow to the dining hall. The school had found that girls had had a very difficult time making it there in three feet of snow with white socks and black school shoes and bare legs.
Everything was piled up (except shoes – they had been packed in her bag she had brought with her) and she paid for it then went back to her lonesome dorm. Class started the next day so she hung up her uniform in her closet.
Kaie stared at the ceiling for a while…then at the door…then at her desk…and it hit her. She didn't have a computer. Mr. Dickenson had told her to get one in Russia…Kaie pulled out the map of the school and located the technology department. She changed into her uniform, ensured her hair was in it's bands, then map in hand she made her way to the Japanese school where the Tech. Lab was located.
There was a man in there when she arrived. She knocked quietly on the door, but he didn't hear her. She knocked louder and he saw her and motioned her in.
"Excuse me but do you know where I can buy a computer?" He looked at her oddly.
"Buy as in own personally?"
Kaie nodded hoping he didn't think she was an idiot.
"You didn't bring one with you?"
Kaie shook her head. "I couldn't. My computer isn't compatible with most Russian applications."
He nodded understanding her dilemma. "I can order you one if you'd like. Do you know which model?"
"I don't really know what model I need…"
He motioned for her to follow and he led her into a concrete room that was full of wires and computers all whirring. He led her to a paper covered desk and from the third drawer he pulled out a book.
"You can choose any computer in there depending what you want and how much you want to spend. What is your name by the way?"
"Kiska Vanova."
"Then Ms. Vanova once you have chosen a computer please bring the manual back and I will order it for you. Shipping takes a week so keep that in mind."
Kaie bowed and thanked him, then hurried back to her dorm.
The book was full of computers – two per page and there were three hundred pages. Kaie flipped to the pages with laptops (the second half of the book) and began her search there. She wanted a laptop that was reasonably fast, understood programs in many languages (namely English and Russian) and could work in any country.
She flipped through the book the odd computer catching her eye. One the seventh last page there were four computers that were "inter-country" computers. Each one was compatible with many different types of software and came with four different power adaptors. The difference between them was the size of screen, speed, and hard drive.
Kaie decided to go for the second most expensive one because the best one weighed in at 20 pounds. She got a lighter one with a slightly smaller screen. Kaie pulled on her shoes and returned to the Tech. Lab.
By ordering through a school there was no tax, and there was a 25 discount on any software ordered with the computer. She ordered a large amount of software, a wireless connector, a printer/scanner combo, a mouse, and a massive power cable.
July passed unusually quickly considering that she was taking classes. Kaie found them all to be fairly easy but learned a lot anyways.
Her computer arrived as promised one week later, along with two boxes as well. Kaie took it all upstairs in multiple trips, but didn't set it up. She took the computer out of it's box, installed the operating system and internet (she had gotten the access key from the tech teacher) then after looking up Russian news she put it back in the box.
Kaie moved all the boxes to the end of her bed. She didn't bother unpacking them because in September they moved dorms anyways.
Kaie no longer had the dorm to herself. Six girls had moved in as well, but one of them spoke only Japanese so Kaie had been only able to say a few phrases to her.
So Kaie had left everything packed with the exception of her uniform.
The two weeks before school started she went on a tour of the area the school was in. Every day they went to a different part of the city and learned about the significance, and went shopping buying the odd souvenir.
School started August 15th. Everyone spent that day going to classes but in each class you simply introduced yourself and then listened to everyone else do the same.
Kaie had opted to take Russian (it was required), Japanese (another language was required other than Russian and English didn't count), Math (required), History, Computers, Chemistry, and Physics. Kaie had wanted to take Biology but she realized she would not understand anything at all if it was in Russian.
The school largely ignored her. Kaie was quiet and small and lost in a school of almost two thousand students. Her dorm still contained all the 'newbies' and until September 3rd it would stay that way.
August was full of re-adjusting. The school work was harder, there was school on Saturdays, she had no friends, and hence no one to talk to. She had lost Mr. Dickenson's connection on June 15th but she hadn't allowed herself to dwell on it.
Her bit-beast rarely came to her anymore and she was constantly reminded of Max wherever she looked. Any blonde-haired outgoing boy reminded her of him.
As August came to a close her eyes became greyer until they looked as if they were made of stone.
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