Chapter two- "But still we'll say 'remember when'..."

Me:YAYYYY This is the first Actual chapter! This is my first story, so TRY to be nice. Reviews make me happy, I welcome suggestions and flames are accepted.

Johnny: It's not like she'll actually read the flames though...

Me:Johnny is right::pinches his cheek: Isn't he so adorable?

Johnny: ...

Me: Anyway... be nice and read the disclaimer for me Johnny!

Johnny: Do I have to?

Me: Pweeeeeeeese :puppy dog eyes:

Johnny: grr... fine! BXR doesn't own anything... she never will... so don't let her fool you!

Me: You could've been nicer about it..

Chapter start!

I remember it like it was yesterday...There was a part at my family's mansion for the 4th of July and I had just gotten into a fight with my twin brother Nick... again...

"Nick, just get the hell out of my room!" I yelled.

"MAKE ME!" He yelled back.

"FUCK YOU!"

"FUCK YOUR MOM!"

"SHE'S YOUR MOM TOO DIPSHIT!"

We continued arguing until he kicked the bass drum of my drum set... and put a hole in it...

"NOW YOUR DEAD KID!" I yelled.

Our argument turned into a huge fist fight. Nothing unusual there... It ended rather quickly when I threw him through a window onto the balcony.

"Nicole, could you come down here?" My grandfather asked from outside. "There's someone I want you to meet"

"Uh... sure. Just let me get changed," I called.

There was blood on my shirt from Nick's nose. Damn him, that was my good Avenged shirt... I changed into a pair of black and pink bondage pants and an off-the-shoulder My Chemical Romance shirt that said "Fire at Will" and a black tank top under it. I slid down the rails on the stairs and went outside to meet my grandfather.

"What's up Poppy?" I asked. "Whatever it was... Nick did it, not me.I swear it..."

"Oh, a guilty conscience huh?" He teased.

"No, I just like blaming stuff on him."

"Nicole, there's someone I want you to meet. This is Voltaire Hiwatari, and old friend of mine."

"Nice to meet you Mr. Hiwatari," I greeted, shaking his hand.

"What a polite granddaughter you have Dave," he smiled.

"Yeah, we raised her well," he replied proudly.

"This is my grandson Kai," Voltaire introduced. "He's your age."

I looked at Kai, he was about 5 inches taller than me with pretty muscular arms, for a 12 year-old that is. His hair was dark blue in the back and light blue in the front, light blue triangles painted on his face, and the prettiest red/brown eyes I've ever seen.

"Hi..."

That was all I could get out because I was basically at a loss for words. Kai gave me a half smirk

"Could you go get your brother?" my grandfather asked.

"Uh... heh heh heh ... he's currently uh... incapacitated right now..." I hesitated.

"Oh God, why now Nicole? What happened this time?"

"I threw him through a window..."

Kai smirked and Voltaire laughed almost hysterically.

"What a girl you have there."

"Nicole, why don't you and Kai go inside and get to know each other a bit better?" My grandfather suggested.

"Uh, sure, why not?" I agreed.

I lead Kai inside and into my room. Once we got inside, I shut the door. Kai looked at me with a questioning look.

"Sorry, I like my privacy," I explained.

"Hm," he replied.

Kai looked around my room. It was fairly big with band posters covering most of the walls and part of the ceiling. His eyes stopped at my beyblade, and I heard him speak the first actual words that weren't either 'hn' or 'hm'.

"You blade?"

"Yeah, do you?" I asked.

"Yeah."

We talked for a while and really got to know each other. We talked about everything from music, to blading, to TV shows. All of a sudden, his eyes met mine.

"You're pretty."

I looked down and felt myself blush.

"Thanks..."

That was 2 years ago...

Me:YIPEE! Chapter 2 is done!

Johnny: Am I gonna be in the next chapter?

Me: hahahahaa silly Johnny... of course not! You don't come until chapter 4.

Johnny:...