I am a girl with no past... or a past I could remember. I was told that I had parents, but then they used the keyword had. I laughed at their faces and learned to be independant. I had to live with my grandfather, but now they are shipping me off to Russia! Why are they doing that? Because of how cold I act they must have thought that I belong in a cold area. They even called me a Sinner! Little did they know to me that was actually a completement. Calling me an Angel would be an insult to I the great Nguyen! My real name is Akki Nguyen, but I use my fake name Amber Nguyen. My Grandfather calls me Karia. This is the story of my life at Russia and what happens there.
Disclaimer: akkiangel doesn't own Beyblade, but she does own Amber and Alex.
I may sound ungrateful to you, but I am fucking happy I am away from my grandfather, but now I am stuck with Alex Taylor! I am technically mad that life is a bastard not and doesn't want to leave me alone! When we got off the plane everyone was staring at me! Why the hell were they staring at me espeically the boys/ I sended them my beautiful level 2 death glare and it got everyone to stop staring at me. All I was wearing was a black shirt that looks like the sleevles got ripped off, which they did by grandfather, to make it sleevless, black baggy pants, black skin tight gloves, and a longdark bluescarf. I did take my hot off during the trip since I had no intentions of wearing my hat and scarf at the same time. Then I heard Alex chuckling.
"Doesn't she know we aren't in America anymore? Maybe not," Alex said outloud so I turned around to give my my level 2 death glare as well.
"Yeah I know we aren't in America anymore," I said coldy as I grab my dark blue jansport backpack.
"What are you a mind reader? Here put this on so you won't be getting stares," Alex said as he handed me a long black jacket.
"No you actually said it outloud," I stated as I took the jacket and putted it on. We both walked out of the airport together to see another one of the drivers from before holding a board up with Alex's and my name. I smirked at the sight. Yeah like he's actually going to make us live in a house by ourselves. Should have known the old geezer would make us stay in the mansion. I mentally slapped my head forgetting how rich my grandfather was. If he is sending me to the all girls private school I'd kill him.
"Amber come on we are going right now," Alex said grabbing my wrist and leading me towards the limo. I pulled my wrist out of his hand as I let out a little growl.
"I'm not disable for you information," I growled as I got in the limo. Oh the ride over to the limo the driver was telling us about our school and shit. To me it sounded like "Blah blah blah ba blah blah." but I never do care. I rarely have any interest in school since I already learned all of their stupid shit. I have such a great attitude don't I? Note the sarcasm in that sentence. We got out of the black limo to be standing infront of a bluish-green mansion. Alex just stood there like it was his first time seeing a mansion. Poor guy. If he only came to the mansion over at America he'd have a heart attack.
"Tsk I've seen bigger ones than these," I said shaking my head as I went in the mansion. I went up to get on the second floor and walked into my room. The walls were painted midnight blue. I sighed as I drop my bag on my bed and ran through the closet for my musical instruments. I pulled out an electric guitar, a bass guitar, a flute, a violin, and a recorder all either in bags or in a hard case. The piano would be in a different room around the musical area. I picked up the insturments one by one. I had the electric guitar on my back, the bass guitar was in my right hand, and I was holding the flute in my left. I once again let out a sigh as I tried to open the door with my left hand holding a flute, which I actually did after about 5 minutes I think. I walked down the hall until there was a split in the end and took the left hall. I kept on walking down until I reach a small room filled with empty shelves. In the middle of the room was the black grand piano that I played. I put the flute and recorder on the same shelves together since they are basically the same. I putted my violin on the flat side. At the left corner I putted my bass guitar and electric guitar right next to each other carefully. Then I walked over to the otherside of the room and started to look through a couple of music pieces. Pirates of the Carribien? No that I played too much I couldpratically play it without looking at the music sheet! Best of Bee... hell I can't even say that guy name! Well nah I guess I'll pratice later. I left the room and ran upstaire to go and check my working area, but instead I saw Alex busy yelling his head off. The guy must have gotten lost in a three story mansion! How embarrsing is that? Well maybe I should call it a three story house, which I will for now on.
"What's the matter Taylor got lost?" I asked.
"What does it look like to you! I think I already came through here three times!" Alex yelled.
I had to hold in my laughter. I would never ever let anyone see me laugh so easily espeacilly cry!
"God pal how can you get lost in a bloody house? Go down the stairs twice and you'll hit the first floor... maybe I should print out a map for you," I smirked.
"Shut up," Alex snarled.
"Then go by zippers for me mouth," I said and left.
"... I think I will," Was the last thing I heard Alex said before I slam a random door shut.
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