Her si the new chapter. I'm a day late in updating, sorry. My internet wasn't working.
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade
"Move over!"
"I can't! Kai's there!"
"Well, tell Kai to move!"
"You're squishing me!"
"You're squishing me too!"
"I'm stuck!"
"Well, I'm hot!"
"We're all stuck, squished and hot. Now shut up."
There was silence in the car.
Then somebody asked, "Can we open a window?"
The Bladebreakers were sitting in the back of a small, green car. All of them. In the back. Of a small car. A Fiat Punto to be precise. (A/N: If you don't know the car, it's SMALL. Trust me, we had one)
Sara, who was sitting in the front seat, turned around, "I haven't introduced you have I? This is my brother Jeremy."
She pointed to the guy hunched over the steering wheel of the car.
He was about 18 years old with short brown hair and glasses. The steering wheel was gripped tightly in his hands and he focused on the road, determined not to look at anyone.
"He agreed to drive us," Sara flashed the Bladebreakers a smile and turned around in her seat.
"You do know who they are, don't you?" Jeremy burst out.
"Well, yes," Sara waved her head impatiently, "some blading team."
Tyson sucked in his breath. He looked like he was about to suffocate. It looked his dream of a gasping fan was not about to come true.
"Then why are you…being with them," the brown haired young man asked carefully. He was certain to keep his eyes on the road.
"That's simple," his sister looked at him, as though he was a complete moron, „everyone loves them if I'm see with them everyone will love me. It's foolproof."
The Bladebreakers stared at her in shock. This was why they had to take care of a twelve-year old girl? The spoiled brat just wanted to be popular?
"Stop the car," Kai directed.
"No, keep going," Sara said sharply.
The two orders hung in the air. Which would be obeyed? The command of the tall, imposing, well-known Team-Captain or that of the small, skinny, twelve-year old nobody?
Jeremy continued to drive.
Then he stopped. Kai looked up, it seemed his instructions would be obeyed.
The car started again. They had stopped at a traffic light.
Kai put his head in his hands. His authority was being disobeyed against that of a twelve-year old girl. How could he look anyone in the eye again?
The car stopped again. Kai raised his head and looked out of the window.
What he saw caused him to forget to breathe. Not even this evil female could be so cruel? Not even she would do this to him, surely? They weren't really going too…?
Then Sara opened the door and confirmed all of his worst fears.
He shrank into his seat, the image of what he had seen still firmly fixed in his mind.
Horrible thoughts were going to his head. People…color…fun…noise…and crowds!
They had parked outside of a shopping center.
The other Bladebreakers were casting around panic-stricken glances. They were male, for goodness sake! This girl couldn't be serious.
Obviously she was because she had already outside of the car and was smiling through at them through the car window, expecting them to follow her.
Ray leaned forward, towards Jeremy's seat.
"You don't have to do this," he hissed, "Just start the car now and drive away quickly. We'll pay you!" He sounded desperate.
"I can't," Jeremy whispered, "you think you have it bad? Do you have any idea what she'll do to me? She might tell our parents my last grade on a Math-test. And then I'll have to endure weeks of our parents moaning at me and comparing me to Little Miss Princess."
He cast them a look of pure horror.
"What did you get on the test?" Tyson asked.
At that moment Max yelled, " Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!"
He stared out of the window, eyes wide in horror.
Sara was talking to a crowd of journalists and television reporters.
Now they were turning. They were walking. They were coming…towards them!
The Bladebreakers looked around but there was nowhere to go. No where to run. No where to hide.
They were trapped in a small, silver Punto.
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