On This Night

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Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade or its characters. I do own the OCs.

Chapter Five: Things are Getting Difficult

"Shit, where's my purse?" Savannah wondered on her way to school that morning. "Oh well, don't really need it, anyway." Savannah was surprised to find that Bee was happily standing in the schoolyard when she got there. She had looked really sick the day before.

"Here's your purse." Bee said, holding out the worn red handbag. "You left it in my room two days ago. Sorry I forgot to bring it earlier."

"Do you need a new purse?" Kai asked all of a sudden.

Savannah paused. "…Well, yeah, I could use one, why-you sayin' that this one's ugly?" She held up her current bag. "'Cause I never knew that you were interested in purses." Capri burst out laughing.

"I'm not. I was just wondering." Kai rolled his eyes.

In class later on, Capri noticed Kai making a list. "What'cha makin' a list for?" She wondered.

"Because I want to!" Kai retorted. "Alright?"

"Geeze…all right…" …Emo. I didn't actually expect him to even answer me, or if he did, to answer simply by showing me.

"Okay, I'm trying to figure out my…present." Kai wasn't very familiar with the word present. He seldom had to use it, seeing as he had never actually given anyone a present before now.

"Oh, cool! Who do have, anyway?"

"Savannah."

And then everything clicked in Capri's mind. No wonder Kai was so "interested" in Savannah's purse. And no wonder he was so reluctant to let her see his list.

Capri seriously doubted that if Kai had picked, say, Max, for example, for Secret Santa he would have made such a fuss, with lists and the whole deal.

No…Capri thought Savannah must be special.

2 hours later, at lunch, 6 of the 8 teens were about to find out some shocking news. What kind of news this was, however, they did not know.

"Guys…Ray and I have some…um, news." Clare said to the 3 bright-eyed girls and the 3 bored-looking boys sitting on a random carpet that appeared out of nowhere.

"OhmiGOD, you're PREGNANT? Ray…you PLAYER!" Tyson shrieked, with his mouth open wide, gaping at Ray the 'player.'

Clare just stared, as if to say 'Are those the kinds of rumors that are going around?' and Ray just glared at Clarice. "Are you? Then…who's the father?"

"I'm not, you idiot, at least, not that I know of. Tyson, that was definitely not what I was going to say. Get your mind out of the gutter!"

"…Sorry." Tyson apologized sheepishly.

"So…what were you going to say?" Bee wondered.

"Well…this is going to sound disappointing, after what Tyson just said, but Ray and I-"

"HA, I knew it!" Capri pointed and laughed. Savannah joined her.

"Sheesh, guys, she hasn't even finished talking yet!" Max laughed, cocking an eyebrow and Capri.

Aaaaww…he looks cute like-heeyy. Capri stopped herself. She didn't feel like liking Max, at least, not in the, like, like like way. Liking people was for squares. They were good friends, and if she liked him that would probably just make things awkward. Unless…well. She was getting ahead of herself. "She doesn't have to say anything, Max, isn't it obvious?"

"Uhm…no…?"

((So, how did it happen?)) Bee asked Clare over MSN that night.

((How did what happen))

((Durhh, how did Ray ask u out))

((o…he didn't actually)) Clarice admitted.

((what? He didn't? well that sucks. So then how are you…like…together?))

((what are you, sexist? The guy doesn't have to ask the girl out))

((omG u asked HIM out! Wow Clare that was soooooooo brave of u!)) Bee knew she was being very, very preppy, but at the moment, she didn't care.

((ya I did. Well not really it was more like this…))

(((((Flashback)))))

"So…" Ray and Clare were beginning to walk home together

"So…" Clarice searched her mind for something intelligent to say.

"Yeah."

"You know…I heard…" Uhm. Sure! Yeah, all right then…Those were Clare's thoughts as Ray pushed her up against the school wall and kissed her. "Ok then! Um…so…we'll do that again sometime? …Bye…" Clare said a minute later as her moment of bliss ended and Ray said a quick good bye and…pretty much ran away.

Smooth. Very smooth, Ray.

(((((End Flashback)))))

((Ooooh, that's soooo romantic!)) Bee squealed when Clare finished her not-so-dramatic story ("and then he kissed me and then he ran away. End.").

((I no. I like died when I got home))

((well I g2g now good luck! Bye clare)) And Bee signed off. Knowing her, by the end of the day, everyone would know.

Bee was once again working on her Secret Santa, even at 11 that night. She had decided that her poem definitely wasn't enough for Tyson. After all, there was at least a fifty-percent chance he wouldn't like it!

So, Bee decided to draw. Bee very rarely drew. She could be good at it when she really wanted to, but that took a lot of time and effort for her. This was probably the biggest, most challenging thing she had ever attempted to draw.

Bee was going to try to draw herself. It's harder than it seems-you don't want to beautify yourself too much, however, you do not want to make it so realistic you look ugly.

Especially not when the drawing is for the one you…

Damnit, Bee, just say the frickin' word! Bee squinted and clenched her fists so hard that the ruler she was holding snapped in three clean breaks.

Especially not when the drawing is for the one you love.

Wow…that wasn't so hard, was it, Bridget?

Well, it's harder than it sounds. Bee sighed and flopped over onto her pillow, and just let the tears come. It can get difficult and emotional when you have feelings for someone who won't have them back-ever. The future seems rather bleak, indeed…

Bridget rolled over and turned off her lamp. She pulled her bed sheets up to her temples and fell asleep there, in the dark, still clutching the broken ruler that would soon start to delve into her hand, making harsh, cruel wounds in Bridget's skin. In the other hand, she clutched her unfinished self-portrait. And underneath her pillow was Bee's most prized possession…

Her poem.

It can get rather difficult indeed when you have feelings for someone who doesn't have them back.

Then again…

Are you sure about that one?

A/N: Of course, I had to end the chapter with Bee being emo. It's my favourite thing to write, after all.

So…Clare and Ray. Anyone surprised?

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Also feel free to give me suggestions-I've had writer's block lately.

-RR