Some people told me they didn't get this chapter, so I put it back on.
Chapter 10: Misunderstandings and a Sister's Advice
Wednesday, October 11, 2006, airport, 7:00 am
I am tired. Seriously, tired. I can hardly write in you, oh diary, so if my handwriting is kind of sloppy, please don't blame me.
Today is the day that Ben is coming back to Tokyo. I feel…kind of nervous and happy at the same time. How would you feel if you had a boyfriend who moved away and is now coming back? You would feel kinda awkward too. Plus, we never officially broke up. We just sort of…separated. He probably saw other girls in Hokkaido anyway.
But, the worst part of it is that he still loves me. He still thinks of me as his soulmate, or whatever he had said in his email. How am I supposed to tell him that my feelings for him have died out? Even more important, how am I going to tell him that I'm already engaged?
I think I'll worry about that later. Right now, he needs to settle in with his parents and get adjusted first. Then, I'll tell him what's happening.
Tyson is currently bugging me. I don't know why my dad made me bring Tyson along. As you know, he loves his sleep, and would rather dream of beyblades and donuts, than accompanying his fiancée to the airport. Where is the love here, I ask?
Anyway, he wants me to buy him a coffee or something. Like I would; the Starbucks coffee may be good, but all that money goes back to the industry. I wouldn't want to support that. I just told Tyson to shut up, and I guess he went back to sleep, since he's not talking anymore.
There is this guy in a really nice jacket constantly looking at me. Why he's giving me the time of day is beyond me, since not a lot of guys have looked my way before. Unless he's a fan of Tyson Granger, World Champ, and read about me and him in the tabloids, of course. He looks away, then back again, and back again, and away, and away and it's DRIVING ME NUTS!
Wait a minute…IS THAT…………….?
Same day, local donut shop, 8:10 am
I totally embarrassed myself. Not only do you, dear diary, think I'm a total idiot for not recognizing my own boyfriend (did I say boyfriend? Scratch that-I meant former boyfriend), Tyson isn't even speaking to me. He's totally ignoring me, which is so unfair, because I didn't even do anything. All I did was hug my boyfriend (that word again!) and told him that I missed him, since it was the right thing to do at the moment. Then, he titled my chin up from his chest, and gave me a soft smile, before pressing his lips to mine…
And, no. I am so not dreaming this up. Everything in this diary is completely true and non-fictional
And, yes. He did do all this while Tyson was watching. And let me just say that it woke him right up from his sleepy daze, way better than a Frappuchino at Starbucks ever could.
I tried to explain that it was all a misunderstanding, but we're talking about Tyson here. The name Tyson describes an extremely stubborn alpha male, who is egotistical and determined and kind of annoying, and sort of cute…Okay, forget I mentioned that. He is so not acting cute at all. He's sulking here, like he lost some challenge or something. I even bought him his stupid coffee, plus donuts, but he's just eating. Just eating, without any enthusiasm or anything.
Okay, I have to stop writing in you now. My former boyfriend (I finally got it right!) probably wants to talk to me, and it'd be rude of me not to talk back.
Same day, school, noon
Tyson is totally immature.
Why does he make such a big deal out of everything? I mean, I didn't even do anything! Well, maybe I should have told Ben that I didn't like him through email; although, that wouldn't be very considerate. In time, he'll find out anyway.
We were sitting down in the café, drinking cappuccinos, and eating donuts mindlessly (Tyson had that role dead-on). I was telling Ben about all the things that happened in Tokyo while he was gone (minus the engagement part), like the new amusement park and the movie theatres.
Then, while I was talking, Ben put his hand over mine and said softly, "I really missed you, Hil. I really did." It kind of felt funny when Ben called me Hil. Tyson and maybe the team were the only ones who called me Hil. Anyone else who tried would get it from me. But, I didn't do anything when Ben said it. I just smiled lightly, and continued drinking my cappuccino.
Then, a little after that, we left the shop. Ben had his luggage sent to the hotel, but he had a couple of bags with him. So, I decided to go with him to his hotel. I guess that's when Tyson flipped, because when I asked him to come with us, he burst out yelling, "You're so dumb!" before storming off in a huff. And me, being all responsible and all, I had to follow him. He is my fiancé after all, and he would probably get lost on the way to school.
"Hey," I said to him when I caught up with him. His gaze was straight ahead of him, and he ignored everything I said.
"Tyson, you're a baby! God, can you just tell me what's wrong?" I insisted. He looked at me, with sort of disappointed eyes and an angry expression, before looking away.
"You didn't tell him about us, did you?" he asked.
I blinked at him. "Um…us?" I said confusedly, until it hit me. "Oh! Well, it didn't seem like a thing to say by email."
Tyson looked at me with angry eyes. "He's gonna find out eventually! You can't keep lying to him!" he exclaimed, still looking straight ahead.
I blinked again. He was acting…so wise. So mature, if it was legal to use the words Tyson and mature in the same phrase. "Technically," I pointed out, "I'm not lying. I didn't say that I liked him."
Tyson growled in angry and turned away. "Whatever. It's not like I care whether you go out with that guy anyway." He said, placing his hands behind his head coolly.
I decided then to play with his mind a little more. So, I said, "Fine, I'll just go back to his hotel and give him a big kiss!" I turned around and was about to start to walk in Ben's direction, when he grabbed my wrist and twisted me around to face him.
"What?" I teased, slightly narrowing my eyes accusingly, "I thought you didn't care."
He blushed lightly, and released his grip on me. "I don't. It's just that…we'll be late for school."
So, we ran for our lives to school. Yep, it case you're wondering, I am back to normal. I am not wearing anymore tight fitting clothes, or high heels. I am through with being Kitty. Although, they did make me feel kinda sexy. No, no, bad Hilary! Those high heels gave me blisters. And, it seems as though everyone likes me as I am.
Like, just this morning, my dad actually gave me a lecture! Katsuro Tatibana, the father who trusts his daughter to do the right thing and completely ignores her, actually lectured me! He was all, "Now, Hilary. You are at the age where girls like to look…pretty, so to speak, but let me warn you, looking like this could ruin you. You may get…ideas which you shouldn't. So, I am banning you from the wearing clothes you've been wearing lately. No go, my movie won't produce itself!"
SEE? This is the fruits of my labor. I am finally getting the attention I so rightfully deserve. Even Tyson had complimented me this morning, saying I looked good in my normal clothes. And, he also said something about tying me up if he heard anything else about Kitty, but we'll just ignore that, won't we?
Same day, 5 pm, beach
If you ever met Kai, you would think that he's some totally hot, totally gorgeous, totally awesome guy who almost half the world was in love with. Or, if you were smart, you would think he's some hot beyblader. Or, even maybe some gang leader, or part of the Mafia. And, you'd ask yourself, "What is up with that blue paint?" or even, "Okay there, what's with the attitude?"
Okay, that's enough Kai-bashing. Kai is actually a cool guy when you get to know him. Of course, he won't let you know him that easy. He'll probably test you through vigorous training and brutal dishing.
If you were me and the Bladebreakers however, you would know Kai Hiwitari as a total SLAVE DRIVER. He's making the whole team exercise, including Kenny! He picked us up from school, and from there, we went directly to the beach where Max and Ray were already stationed, and they've been practicing and training and running ever since.
And, now, he's trying to get me to run! I mean, c'mon! I'm the coach, not the person who exercises! Kai is so mean, I could just------------------------------------
Same day, my room, 7 pm
Sorry for that line up there. Kai and I had gotten into a little…squabble, so to speak. He tried to pry my butt from the beach sand, and I refused, so he took my diary and my Hello Kitty pen (which he looked at in a disgusted way; the jerk!) and said, "Train. Now!" Actually, he yelled it more rather than said it, but let's just forget that part.
Right now, my head hurts like crazy from all the running and I can practically hear Kai's yelling in my head, "Hurry up! Move, let's go, move it!"
Anyway, off the subject of Kai, Sora and I had an interesting chat today.
Let me explain. I entered my house, after yelling "I'm home!" Sadly for me, nobody came to see me. Well, Sora did, but she was only passing through.
She looked at me with surprise. "Hilary, what are you doing here so early?" she asked, carrying a basket of Sakura's homemade chocolate chip cookies. Everyone in our family has a high metabolism, so we don't have to worry about fat and everything.
I sweat dropped. "Hi, Sora." I said, with little enthusiasm. "Where is everyone?" The whole house was deserted; I didn't hear Eric's video games, didn't hear Dad talking on the phone, or didn't smell Sakura's cooking. The only people in the house were me and Sora.
Sora shrugged. "They all went out." She said, turning to the stairs. "By the way," she started, her back to me, "I heard Ben came back. He'll probably add to all your life drama. Poor you." She climbed up the stairs, and I climbed up after her.
"Wait, Sora!" I called, running up after her. At the time, I didn't know what she meant by 'drama'. My life was almost as undramatic as a unicorn; absolutely and positively fictional. What could Sora be talking about?
I burst into Sora's room, where she was comparing two shirts for the next day. She always told me it was best to be fashionable for school, because even though all you're doing is learning, you're interacting with fellow teens. And, fellow teens aren't go fellow and nice. Whatever, I don't get it either.
Sora sighed. "I thought you were the smart one. Look, you're engaged, and you're former boyfriend has come back to town, and he claims he still loves you. And, I bet Tyson has acting weird."
I put my hand to my chin thoughtfully. "You know, he has been acting weird. He got all mad just because Ben had kissed me."
Sora sweat dropped, and ran her hands through her strawberry blonde locks. "My god, Hilary! Of course he'll get jealous! Your fiancé had witnessed you kissing another guy! I mean, what is wrong with you today?" she exclaimed, with slight excitement. I think all this going on puts her in happy Sora mode. You don't want to see her don't-mess-with-me Sora mode.
"Jealous?" I thought aloud, "Tyson? Clearly you don't know him. Why would he be jealous?" Even though I said it, I knew. I knew exactly why he would be jealous. But, he wouldn't be jealous over me, would he? He always teases me, and stuff! That is so unromantic.
Sora gazed at me, and through her gaze, I got her answer. He likes you, it said. He likes you and can't stand to see you with someone else.
I laughed. Tyson, jealous of me? He's the one who insists that he hates me. I mean, where is the logic behind that? Why wouldn't you tell someone that you liked them?
Apparently, either I said that aloud, or Sora had read my mind, because she said, "Well, isn't that hypocritical."
I gave her a quizzical look, and when she gazed at me, I got her message. Instantly, I blushed. "I do not like Tyson!" I cried desperately. Not only are you a hypocrite, a voice inside me said, you're a liar, too.
Sora raised her eyebrows at me. "What?" she asked innocently, "I didn't say anything. But, don't try to hide it. We can all see it." She placed herself on her computer chair, and told me to sit down on her bed. I sighed, and lied down. It was like she was my psychiatrist and I was the crazy patient who couldn't get in touch with her feelings.
"So, tell me the symptoms. What's it like being in love?" she emphasized love. I blushed, and squirmed around uncomfortably.
"What did I say before? Tyson is just some dumb beyblader who happens to be my fiancé by our fathers. What else is there?" I answered reluctantly, my face in a scowl.
Sora picked up her notebook, and wrote something in it. "Hm…denial, I see. What about Ben? How did that kiss make you feel?" she asked, looking up at me over her notebook.
"Well," I started, playing with my fingers, "his kiss made me feel like…a book."
Sora looked at me. "A book?" she asked, like it was unbelievable.
"Yeah. Like, an unread book, with text inside that you don't know about until you read it. And, once you do, you have a lighter conscience." I explained profoundly. That, my friends, was one of the Hilary Is Smart (HIS for short) moments that have avoided me for oh, so long. I think I just found myself.
Sora smiled and wrote something else, before sliding it under her bed. "Good. I have now completed my analysis of your feelings. So, can you please leave now? I have major gossip to dish." I smiled. That was the Sora I knew. I kind of got scared for a while.
I was about to leave when Sora placed a hand on my shoulder. "Listen. About that thing with the newspaper. I didn't mean it. Dad says it'll help you two in the future, and I…"
I took hold on her hand. "Don't worry, Sora." I told her. "It's okay."
And for the first time in a while, I felt a load off my chest.
I hope that chapter was long enough! It's like, 6 pages on Microsoft Word, so whatever. Review!
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