Chapter 3 When in Rome... do nothing...

Me: Chapter 3! YAY! I hope you're being nice and reviewing my story )
Kai: What makes you think they will?
Me: Silly Kai! hahahahaaaaaa They'll review simply because I say they will!
Kai: glares whatever...
Me: Anywho... Enrique! Since you get to be in this chappy, YOU can read my disclaimer for me!
Enrique: Sure! beyondxredemption doesn't own anything... especially beyblade
Me: Couldn'tve said it better myself!

Recap:
"You're pretty."
I looked down and felt myself blush...
"Thanks..."

That was 2 years ago...

NOW ON WITH THE CHAPTER OF THE NUMBER 3!

I was 12. now I'm 14 years-old, Kai and I can't even stand to breathe the same air as each other. Let alone be in the same room without arguing or giving each other dirty looks. The two of us ended up on a beyblade team together with my friends Tyson, Max, Ray, and Kenny (The Chief). We had already won the Asian and American tournaments and we were now on our way to the World Tournament in Russia. But first we were making a little pit stop in Europe to battle the European champions. Tyson had already beat Oliver from France, and now we were in Italy looking for Enrique, who was supposed to be another European champion. (A.N. I kinda forgot what happens in the fight with Oliver, so I kinda skipped it. Oliver:GASP! How could you skip the part with moi?" Me: It's ok Oliver, you're still in this chapter! Oliver: YAY! ME AND MY PONIES MUST CELEBRATE! Me/ oooook...)

"I'm hungry...," Tyson whined.
"You're always hungry!" Ray groaned.
"I'm kinda hungry too Ray, could we pleeease stop and get something to eat?" I asked.
"Hn, it's not like either of you need any extra food," Kai chimed.
"ARE YOU CALLING ME FAT?" I snapped.
"Maybe I am..."

I felt my eye twitch. I was NOT fat... It just looked like it because I was short for my age and big in coughother areascough I was like 4'11 at 14. Not my fault... blame the Italian genes in my family. walked down the street and stopped at what was supposedly Enrique's mansion. Tyson knocked on the door.

"Hm, I guess no one's home," he shrugged after no one answered. After he said that, a teenage boy around our age walked up to us.

"What are you doing here?"
"We're looking for Enrique," Tyson explained.
"Well, he's not here."
"Who are you then?"
"I'm just some common boy from the streets,"
"No you're not, you're Enrique," I argued.
"Why do you think that?"
"Hm, because there's a guy in a penguin suit calling you. And I recognized you from a picture I saw once."
"If you're Enrique," Tyson began. He pointed to Enrique and took out his blade. "Then I challenge you to a beybattle!"
'Does he have to be so... embarrassing about it?' I asked myself.
"Puleeze, I have no time for amateurs like you," Enrique declined. He walked up to me with a devilish smirk.

"What's your name?"
"Nicole," I answered.
"Well how about I take you for a tour around Rome? Show you the city, take you out to a retaurant and a movie maybe?"
"Sure, why not? I'd love to get away from them for a while anyway."
"Of course she goes when he mentions spending money on her..." Kai teased.
"Shut UP Kai!" I snapped. "Let's go."

Enrique and I walked off and went sightseeing. After he showed me around Rome (which was very pretty by the way), he took me to the movies. We decided on going to see "The Longest Yard". The whole time we were in the movie theater, Enrique kept touching me... And it got annoying after a while. Every 5 minutes he kept either touching my leg or grabbing another part of my body...

"Enrique... hon... can you PLEASE try to stop being a playboy for one minute!" I half laughed.
"Sorry, I can't help it," he shrugged.

After the movie was over we went out to eat at a nice little Italian restaurant. I finally got to taste real Italian pizza. About halfway through our meal, my cell phone rang. It was my brother.
"eww Nick, what do you want?" I asked.
"Where's the rest of your team?" He questioned.
"I don't know."
"How do you not know? Aren't you with them?"
"No..."
"Well then where are you?"
"Why should I tell you?"
"Because I'm your brother and I deserve to know." He was getting rather impatient with me now.
"If you MUST know, I'm having lunch at a nice little restaurant with the Italian beyblade champion."
"You're eating lunch with Enrique Giancarlo?"
"Yes you nosy little brat!"
"He doesn't like you, he's playboy. He likes ALL girls.Let me guess, he offered to spend money on you?"
"Why don't you call your best friend so you can both make fun of me together!" I hung up on him.
"Sorry," I appologized to Enrique. "Annoying twin brother."
"It's ok," he assured.
Enrique generously paid for everything. Just as we left the restaurant and started walking down the street, we ran into the rest of my team. After much harassment, Enrique agreed to a beybattle with Tyson. (A.N. I'm skipping part of the battle with Enrique and I'm only making it one match because I'm lazy and bad at describing beybattles /)

Enrique took us to a coliseum style beystadium. After a few minutes, we were joined by Oliver.
"Hey Oliver, long time no see," I greeted.
"Hello, and how are you doing my dear? Are you enjoying Rome?" He asked.
"Yeah, the food is really good.Enrique took me to a nice restaurant a little while ago."
"Leave it to her to mention the food first," Kai interjected.
"Shut up Kai!" I yelled, feeling my blood pressure rise.
"Why don't you, bitch?"
"ASSHOLE!"
"BITCH!"
"LOSER!"
"FATASS!"
"FAGGOT!"
"FEMALE TYSON!"
"TAKE THAT BACK!"
"MAKE ME!"
"All right you two that's enough! The match is about to start," Ray snapped.
"Are they always like this?" Oliver asked Kenny.
"Yeah," he replied. "It takes some getting used to though. It took my a really long time before I realized they wouldn't hurt me and I could stop hiding under beds."
Tyson and Enrique's battle began. Like I said, I'm bad at describing battles so to make a long story short, Tyson won.

"You guys aren't that bad," Enrique stated. "Maybe we should take them to see Robert."
"Who's Robert?" Tyson asked.
"He's the number one blader in Europe."

It turns out that Robert was the one that destroyed Tyson on the boat on the way to Paris... what a small world this is! Anyway... we packed our stuff and took off in Enrique's hot air balloon plane.

Me:sigh: another chapter over...

Johnny: Am I gonna be in the next chapter?

Me: YES! Are you happy now?

Johnny:very...

Max: Remember kids, BXR is a very nice girl so you should read and review her stories!

Johnny: Did you force him to say that?

Me:stands next to Max with a water gun to his head: Noooooo...