Tyson Granger glanced at the clock and then straight ahead. The black board was filled with numbers and equations he didn't know, and really wasn't very interested in learning. 'This crap is for NASA, not a 4 time world champ Beyblader!' he scorned as he slouched further into his desk.

He glanced over in Hillary's direction but was imberessed to see she was looking at him. Trying to break the awkward moment he gave her a weak smile and tried his hardest not to turn red. Feeling the heat rising to the back of his neck and ears he attempted to listen to the teacher but was spared the brain power when the bell rang.

Tyson let out a long loud sigh and packed up his things. Hillary stood next to his desk talking 100 miles a minute, like she usually did when something awkward had just happened, about practice that night.

The two walked out of the class room and down the crowded halls. A loud buzz filled the hall way as people raced to the door. At Oak Ridge school nothing and I mean nothing was better than a Friday afternoon.

"So" began Hillary as both her and Tyson spun their locks to their side by side lockers. "Mariah and Lee are coming down to see Ray for the long weekend and Max is going to see his mum" Hillary waited a moment thinking Tyson would catch on but his brain just wasn't in thinking mode so she had to keep pressing. "And Kenny has to work at the bakery;" she paused shoving things into her locker that she knew should be brought home to complete, but she was just to damn lazy. "Wana go to the amateur blading expo, it runs all weekend."

Tyson's heart did a quick flip and then landed with a thud inside his chest. His heart was screaming at him, begging him to say yes but his mind wouldn't allow him the pleasure of a weekend with Hillary. "Sorry, Hil, cant Hiro set me up on a blind date. Two actually Saturday and Sunday."

Hillary had to admit that she always hid her emotions well, she wore a hand crafted mask. One that only Tyson could see through, but he choose to ignore the fact that he could see inside this girl and just go about his day.

The two walked through the car bombarded parking lot making an effort not to get hit by teenagers read to begin partying, now!

Tyson hit the button on his small digital auto command button, that unlocked his 2005 Dodge Ram standard diesel, and the two got in. "But next Friday" said Tyson pausing to start his truck, "We have the banquet the BBA is holding for us, we'll party it up then. Ok?" he looked at Hillary as if he was asking her if she was going to be ok with this, if she would have said no then he would have changed his plans in a heart beat. But Hillary never said anything.

She smiled quite obviously trying to seem happy. They didn't say much the rest of the drive, which was very uncommon because they were always arguing about something or other!

Before Tyson even stopped the vehicle Hillary was out, mostly trying to escape from the uncomfortable feeling which had formed around them.

Hillary followed closely by Tyson walked through the small picket fence and to the back of the Dojo. Ray and Dichie were battling in the small dish that Kenny had made out of magnets. Mariah, Lee, Max and Kai were standing around, nothing more than spectators. Like usual Chief was typing away at his lap top, telling both members of the team what to correct and what to keep the same.

When they saw both loud mouths that belonged to their team they stopped the match to greet them. "How was man you guys?" teased Max a little sarcastically.

Tyson shot him a look that could kill and replied still a little edgy from him and Hillary's uncomfortable fight. "Yes Max, me and Hil get that we don't have 5th block on Friday as a spare because we're dumb and don't understand math!" he growled and then added, "We get that!"

Hillary stood with hands on her hips looking a little repulsed. "Speak for yourself! Im a year younger than you, im doing what 10th graders do!"

Kenny laughed at the two of them as he began digging though a small black box. It resembled something of a fishing tackle box, the only difference was that instead of bate and hooks Beyblade parts were cluttered inside of it. Through all the mess he managed to find a small silver Beyblade.

"Tyson here's the new and improved Dragoon, faster and sleeker. Much more quicker." He tossed Tyson the Beyblade which indeed was a lot smaller than usual it had some minor body adjustments but Tyson had come to realize that it wasn't what was on the outside that counted the most, it was the inside that mattered. "Thanks Chief, you're the best!"

Mariah laughed and piped in, "Tyson you told me I was the best!" "But you told me I was the best" wined Max. Ray laughed and he too added in, "Tyson you told me I would always be the best in your eyes." Hillary rolled her eyes and couldn't help but retort. "You all know he said I was the best! So get over your self's and fight for 2nd best!" Every one burst out laughing but Tyson, hiding his sadness, wondered if Hillary knew how right she really was.

The rest of the night went on quite fine, Tyson managed to put thoughts of recent happenings in the back of his head. But he couldn't stop thinking about the blind dates that Hiro had set him up on, something had to be up, right?

"Tyson, could you please get a grip and get your mind out of the gutter" fumed Kai as Tyson's Beyblade came flying out of the dish. Tyson hardly noticed because instead of thinking about Hillary his head was wrapped around what tomorrow was going to bring.

Hey every one, this is my first Beyblade fanfic and I really hoped you enjoyed it. If any one has any suggestions then please I would really like to hear them, just don't tear me down, lol! And yes I know it was a short chapter, my brain is just a little off topic today.