Chapter 4

Tyson's POV

"Why the heck is a girl shooting hoops at almost midnight?" Tyson thought to himself mentally," I might just teach her what could happen at midnight on a college campus."

I crept out of the bushes, unnoticed by the non-Russian girl. I snuck up behind her as a japanese girl stood up from the bench, making her way over to the nearest building and staring at the roof, why, I will never know, I don't see anything.

Normal POV

Tyson ran up to the girl and put her arm around her neck in a choke hold. Kiara, being rather surprised by the gesture the teenager was showing her, grabbed his arm and threw him over her back and on to the hard court below. But his weight was unexpected and she toppled on top of him, and Tyson wasn't minding it either. She growled in frustration and stood up on her feet just as a slate and navy-haired teen pushed her back, not hard, just hard enough to keep her off of the rather stunned raven-haired teenager. By now Kiara was fuming, you could most likely see smoke coming from her ears by now.

"Hello, news flash, i am in a fight here," Kiara said to Kai in a fit of anger.

"hmpphhh," was the only answer she got from kai.

Tyson was on the floor rubbing his head and trying to keep the blood that had gathered in his nose from coming out. Kiara just smirked.

"Another job well done," Kiara said, pleased with herself.

"Congratulations, you actually left Tyson speechless," Kai said under his breath.

"What was that?" Kiara asked, "Hey Kascada, i think you could relate to his guy...he doesn't talk."

Kascada walked out of the bushes unseen even by the observent eyes of kai. She took one look at the situation, the bruise forming on Kiara's neck, and Kai standing right there with Tyson on the court, trying to stand up. And Kai took a hit, right in the jaw from Kascada. He didn't move. He just put his hand to his jaw where the swelling had already begun.

Kai's POV

"God, she can throw a punch, that actually hurt," Kai thought to himself while recieving untrusting stares from the girls.

He had not noticed until now, how attractive the girl that was staring at him on the room of the rec center actually was. She had long sandy blonde hair with black tips and violet eyes that matched kai's, Baggy pants with some dirt spots, but Kai could tell, even through the bagginess of her black pants, that she had a really good figure. Her tight black shirt showed her perfect curves and flat stomach. With her body half illuminated by the moonlight, he noticed something familiar about her. He knew her from somewhere, but he could not remember where. He knew what he remembered now, her eyes, but they were once filled with joy and hope, now they were only filled with hatred, something that only has the power to destroy, and never has and never will have the power to save. He couldn't' pinpoint where, or when, or how he knew her, but he did.

Kascada's POV

I knew him from somewhere, the blue triangles, the slate and navy colored hair, the violet eyes that are filled with so much hate that cuts through your soul with like a butcher knife. But I cant tell where I met him, or who he is. He looks really hot standing with his arms crossed. Oh my god! I need a doctor!

Tyson's POV

Oh my god, what just happened! Did I just get told by a girl, an extremely hot girl for that matter? Oh what am I thinking? Shut up you horomone controlled mind! Ok, I cant help it! She's hot! Ok, I said it! God, I hate being a teenager.

Normal POV

Tyson couldn't help admiring Kiara's long black hair with sky blue highlights and her hazel eyes and her jeans. They were tight fitting, but one leg was cut to right above her mid thigh, exposing her muscular legs, and the other was normal length for a jean with some rips and frayed areas. Her shirt was a tight US Basketball team Jersey, the number on her back covered by her hair that reached her butt, but was pulled back in a pony tail.

Kiara's POV

Ha! I just gave him a bloody nose! I just gave a kid a bloody nose, ok, an annoyingly cute kid a bloody nose! Ahhh, who am I kidding, I think the guy's cute. By the look on his face, I don't' think he meant to hurt me. I think he was playing around, in a very, very strange way. God, I think I am too nice. Why is he looking at me so dreamily? So stupidly?

Normal POV

"Como se llama?" Kiara asked, just for the heck of annoying Tyson.

"Como se I don't understand a word you just said," Tyson said.

Kiara just rolled her eyes and replied smartly while offering Tyson a hand to get up, "It means what is your name in Spanish dodo."

Tyson reluctantly took Kiara's hand and she pulled him up.

"Tyson, my name is Tyson," Tyson replied to her question that one minute ago he couldn't even make out.

"Fine, Tyson, I guess I will see you soon," Kiara said while starting to walk to her convertible and at the same signaling Kascada to come with her.

"Hey!" Tyson yelled, "You never told me your name, or where you were from!"

"I'm from the united states, and my name is Kiara, Kiara Smith."