"Too Late Now"
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade. Swear on it. (Look at lawyers around) HA! Still winning!
Lawyer 1 – Um…can I take back my bet of her forgetting? …Nervous smile
Lawyer 2 – NO WAY! I'm going to get big cash out of this! …Wicked smile
Me – Ok. …Rolls eyes
Chapter 2 - Losing Friends
I sighed as the warm New York wind ruffled my hair gently. My friends were supposed to meet me a half hour ago, yet they still haven't showed up! At this time I was only 12 and as innocent as ever.
"MAX!" I looked up to see Emily and Eddy running toward me while pulling a tired looking Michael.
When they finally reached me, Emily explained what was up with Michael. "He slept in and made us late!" she huffed as she jumped onto the railing of the Public Sports Arena beside me. "We literally had to pull him out of bed!" She ran her fingers through her short brown/orange hair, while she closed her brown eyes that were always hidden under her glasses.
Michael snorted. "Ya right, Emily! I was just up all night! Yer making up lies!" He fidgeted with the "PPB All Stars" hat he normally kept covering his longer-length blond hair. He stared at me with his dull blue eyes. "You don't think what she is sayin' is the truth, do ya, Max?"
I laughed lightly at his futile excuse to justify what he had done. "Not really, Mikey!" I laughed as he gave me an indescribable face. "Hah-hah," I muttered dryly.
Eddy sat next to me. "Haven't seen you for a long time. It sucks that you have to live in Japan most of the time!" He looked carefully at me. "Ya hear of the state soccer championships?"
I bit my lip. You know how I said how I hated my parent's divorce? Well, the main thing is the fact that it is quite depressing. That depression is now taking control of my life. "Ya…I heard of it. I don't really want to play in it, though."
The three looked at me hard. "Why not?" Michael questioned. "What's wrong, Maxie?"
I bit my lip even harder, drawing blood. "I'm fine…I just don't wanna play soccer."
Emily looked me straight in the eye. "What is wrong?" Her face was serious and I felt her brown eyes burn into my blue ones.
"I'M FINE! I JUST DON'T WANNA PLAY SOCCER! IS THAT A CRIME!" I huffed a bit after my short outburst before starting again. "I don't need you bugging me! I'm fine - so would you get of my back for just a moment? God, I've told you already that I'm fine, but you always have to nag about one thing or the other! I am fine! Fine! Let me do this in my own way and just get off my case! I don't need your help!"
Michael and Eddy stared at me in shock, while Emily choked back sobs. "Fine…"Michael dead-panned coldly. "Later, Max Tate."
I choked at the sound of his voice. It was so cold. I guess I deserved it, though. I did just snap at them. "Whatever…like I care…" I muttered back just as coldly. I watched as Eddy put his arm around Emily and led her away without a word.
Michael turned to face me. "I don't know what happened to you when you were in Japan, but we don't want anything of it. Do you get that, Max?" He walked away before I could reply.
That was when things turned for the worse. I should have apologized, but a new outlook on life wouldn't let me. "Too late now…"