Paper Clips
Disclaimer: I don't own beyblade, or any of the characters from beyblade.
Things you need to know: This takes place in season one, because personally, that was the best season for me.
Chapter Two: Colors
"Are you their team leader?" The girl asked.
"No, I'm their coach," Cynthia glared.
"You're not a very good one," The girl laughed.
"I haven't even started yet," Cynthia pursed her lips, "Whats your name?"
"It's proper manners to state your own name before asking for someone else's," This girl was a pain in the ass.
"My name is Cynthia, what's yours?"
"Kara," The girl said, flipping her turquoise hair.
"Well, Kara, I want you to give this team their blades back," Cynthia ordered.
"Battle me for them," She said, raising her hand to catch both her blade and Leroy's.
"Come on Cynthia, you can do it!" Sean cheered.
Cynthia sighed, "Fine, whatever." She walked up to the beystadium and got her shooter ready.
Kara did the same, but before either of them could move, "Kara Alexandra Monroe, what did I tell you about fighting others while were here," another female walked up to the stadium and knocked the announcer to the side.
" S-Sara, I was just playing—getting some practice in, like you're always hounding me to," Kara lied.
"Stop lying and give those poor bladers back their blades," Sara instructed. Cynthia thought she must've been the team leader.
Kara sighed and tossed the Unsalted Peanuts back their blades, "Here punks, I didn't want them anyway."
"Sorry for the trouble she's caused," Sara apologized, "We don't mean any harm,"
Cynthia smiled, "It's fine,"
"I'm Sara Scott, by the way,"
"Cynthia, um, Cynthia Roberts," She smiled and shook Sara's hand.
"Do you mind helping us with something?" Sara asked.
"Oh sure, what do you need?" Cynthia replied.
"The BBA, where is it?"
Cynthia gave Sara instructions to the BBA building, and the team took off.
~*~
Sara sighed, "What am I going to do with you?"
Kara squirmed, "Shut up,"
"Just be glad I caught you instead of Flora," Sara said.
Kara nodded, "That would've turned bloody,"
Sara nodded before looking at the street sign, "And…we're here!" she said turning to the right, revealing the BBA building.
"Finally," A short girl who looked like she was six said, "You took forever," she pouted.
"Aw Cocoa," Sara grinning, ruffling the girls hair.
The girl knocked Sara's hand away before fixing her hair and putting her hood up. It had bear ears attached to it, "I told you not to call me that! My name is Meagan!" She yelled.
"But that name just doesn't fit you squirt," Kara said, knocking the girl's hood down.
"Plus, Cocoa's your middle name," Sara grinning, walking into the building.
'Cocoa' hmphed and followed Sara, as did Kara. Almost instantly everyone spotted Flora (She was very noticeable) and walked over to her, "Who's this?" Sara asked, pointing to the group Flora was sitting with.
"The bladebreakers," Flora answered.
"I'm Tyson! Winner of the Asian Tournament here!" The boy with black hair grinned.
"And I'm Max," The blonde greeted.
"Rei," The one with this hair in a long ponytail greeted.
Two of the boys didn't talk. One was typing away at his computer and the other just looked bored.
"What took so long?" Flora asked.
"Kara started a fight," Sara said.
"Hey!" Kara glared at Sara.
Cocoa laughed and squeezed her plush white seal to her stomach.
Flora sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose, "With who?"
"Some un-knowns," Kara shrugged.
Flora glared at Kara, "No more battling until the tournament,"
"Ah yes, the American Tournament!" Tyson grinned, "I'm so winning it!"
"You wish," Flora smirked.
~Meanwhile~
Sean was spying on the two teams that were arguing over who was going to win the American Tournaments. He was hoping they would start a battle or something because this was just boring. Maybe he should've stayed for practice…
Leroy and Joey ran up to Sean, who shoved both of them against the wall, "Sh, do you want me to get caught?"
Leroy rolled his eyes, "What are you doing?"
"Just checking out some beybladers, one of them are the Bladebreakers. Apparently they won the Asian tournaments, so they have to be good,"
Leroy took a peak at them, "The girls or the boys?"
"The boys,"
"Well, are you almost done?" Joey asked, "Cynthia's mad,"
Sean shrugged, "So? She's not my mom,"
"But I'm your coach," Cynthia said walking up to the group of boys, Aaron by her side.
Sean rolled his eyes, "Well, I learn by acting so I can only get better if I battle people better!" he yelled, raising his shooter and pointing it at the table the two teams used to be sitting at.
Keyword: Used
They were gone.
"W-where they go?" Sean asked.
"They went to go check out the All Starz," Leroy explained.
"The who?" Sean asked.
Cynthia sighed, "Do you know anything about beyblading?"
"Um…"
"They're pretty much the best beyblading team in America,"
"So you're saying I should battle them instead!" Sean grinned.
"No I—Sean, get back here!" Cynthia ran after him.
The rest of the team just sort of shared looks with each other before following the two.
~Meanwhile~
"Remind me again why this was so important?" Kara asked, stuck in a very uncomfortable position. This floor was covered in protective lasers.
"Maybe we should head back…" Kenny said.
"Oh, great idea, just one problem," Tyson gave Kenny a look.
Max started to look around to see if he could step any further, but then, "Mom!" he yelled, running to a lady who just walked by.
Of course he activated a laser…
Max's mom turned to look at her son, but before Max could run up to her, Kai tackled him to the ground. That practically saved his life from being cut in half by a glass wall.
"Hey punk, what the hell are you doing here?!" Kara yelled, making everyone turn their heads to look at her.
"Battle me!" A short red-headed kid yelled.
"Ugh. I already beat you once, can't you go away?" Kara asked, flipping her hair.
"Who're you?" Tyson asked.
"Sean!" Sean grinned.
"Uh…it's nice to meet you and all, but it's really not the time," Max said, getting up and dusting himself off.
"We need to find a way to get pass that door," Kenny said.
"Back up!" Tyson yelled, shooting his beyblade at the wall. It bounced off and Tyson caught it, a confused expression on his face.
"It didn't even scratch it!" Kenny observed.
"Well, of course not, the BBA is strongly protected," Cynthia said, walking up to the group of people.
Sara turned around, "Oh Cynthia, what a coincidence,"
"Not really…he was spying on you," she said, jutting a thumb over at Sean.
"I was not!" Sean yelled.
"Yeah…right," Cynthia rolled her eyes, "Now come on,"
"Still gonna try to coach the brat?" Kara asked, "It seems like trying to do the impossible,"
"Don't you think I know that?" Cynthia asked.
"Hey! Coaches are supposed to be optimistic!"
"Oh I'm sorry…I meant, 'I bet with a whole bunch of practice and hard work you'll be able to win the American Tournaments!'"
"Really?!"
"No."
"Well, with practice, hard work, and a bit of technology I bet he can become real good," A voice said from behind.
Cynthia turned around, "Oh my god,"
"Thanks!" Sean grinned, "Who're you?"
Cynthia hit him upside the head, "The All Starz,"
End of Chapter 2
That was sort of long…
Anyway! Reviews are appreciated!