Aacura: Woooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!
Bryan: (Whispers to the others) what's she all excited about?
Aacura: (Continues to run in circles, blow up balloons and run in circles again) Wooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!
Tyson: Hey! Aacura! Why are you giving off good train noises?
Aacura: (Stops right in front of Tyson, noses almost touching)
Tyson:
Aacura: (Continues to stare openly)
Tyson: 0
Aacura: (Continues to stare openly)
Tyson: 00
Aacura: (Blinks)
Tyson: oO ?????? Err-
Aacura: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tyson: ACK!!! (Falls over from shock)
Max: Aacura seems to be a bit hyper at the moment!
Bryan: Oh Gods! (Slaps a hand over his face) Aaaaaaggghhhh!!!!!! Who put bloody super SUPER glue on my hand?!?!
Kai: (Whistles innocently, disposing an empty bottle of super SUPER glue in a conveniently placed rubbish bin behind him)
Tala: (Chases Aacura around the room) WOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
Max: Well… Aacura doesn't own Beyblade, though I'm guessing under all those high pitched noises she expresses the hope that you will all enjoy the next chapter! (Smiles)
Bryan: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! (Runs past Max with his hand still stuck in his face)
Max: (Looks confused)
Aacura: WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! (Also runs past Max)
Max: (Sweat drops)
Tala: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! (Runs past Max, flapping his arms like a possessed, let alone headless chicken)
Max: (Cries animatedly)
Normal POV)
There are always bullies at any School, College, University, etc. And Pelydryn was no different. Ray, Max and Tyson, who decided to follow Kai, actually lost him through the large crowd. A crowd they mingled within had surrounded, in a donut shape, just a little more than a handful of other students. Ray looked over the two more rows of heads in front of him, to get a clearer view of what was going on, curiosity getting the better of him.
The trio caught sight of a gang of five large men, around twenty years old, and an even bigger one about the same age. The six had already been given the title of 'the bullies of the Uni', which is what caused such a large turnout of spectators. They all wanted to see who this guy picked on next, why, and what he was gonna do.
"Aww man! Not Carl!!" Tyson sighed animatedly.
"Who's Carl?" Ray asked,
"The big ass one in the middle." Max also knew him. "He lived not too far away from Tyson. Huh, what are the chances he'd be here too? He bullied Tyson a lot, like when he was in year five-"
"Alright! Alright! He doesn't need the details! Let's just say it was one of many painful years." Tyson appeared to look sorry for himself.
Swivelling their heads to the right, a girl about nineteen years of age stood her ground, unfazed by their beckoning calls and crude speeches. She wore flared, denim jeans, white trainers and a white boob-tube. Her long, blonde hair just brushed against the upper rim of her top, though it was in a high ponytail, and two bangs hanging either side of her face. Her eyes were closed, and her arms were folded. It seemed familiar.
"I know her! Tyson whispered to the others, "She's in my Catering class! Can't remember her name though."
"Hmmm… she looks familiar to me too. Though I can't place her." Max went into thought.
"Do you guys know everybody here?!" a sweat drop slithered down Ray's face. He was quickly snapped out of it when Carl (the leader of the gang) spoke up.
"Like I said, bitch! Gimme your money and I'll leave you alone… for today that is." His cronies guffawed stupidly. The girl smirked and grabbed the rucksack lying on the bench beside her. She clearly had no interest in the situation, so began to walk away. This seemed to anger Carl greatly,
"Hey, if you're not gonna listen, then maybe I can convince you otherwise!" He cracked his knuckles, loudly and threateningly. This did however make her stop, though she did not turn back around and face him.
"Big talk for such a small boy." She finally graced his ears with a patronising voice.
"Why you!! Get here so I can lay a few in you!"
"Oh… so whatever happened to the never hit a girl act?" She asked mockingly.
"Some weak myth. I don't believe in it."
"I think you should… for your own protection that is."
"Are you gonna fight me or not?!"
"Not." She answered simply.
"What?! Put 'em up!" To this she turned around and put a hand on her hip,
"I'm not gonna fight you. I have better things to do with my time." This seemed to be the wrong answer, as Carl sprang towards her, yelling,
"AAAAAAARRRGGGHHH!!!!!" Her eyes snapped open, ice blue pupils. Ducking down, punching him in the gut, and harshly standing back up, the blonde lifted Carl over her shoulders, forcing him to land heavily back onto the muddy path behind her. He was out cold.
"I believe he needs to see a nurse." She added as a second thought to his gob smacked followers, "Paracetemol should kill his headache," shrugging her shoulders, "But I can't say much about his broken collar bone." The silence was excruciating, "WHAT?!" she screamed, viciously, at all onlookers. This was obviously not a girl you wanted to mess with.
Everyone quickly dispersed in their own directions, but the girl continued to stand very still, and stare venomously towards something in the distance. Following her line of eye sight, that someone was their missing friend (and boyfriend), Kai. What scared the trio was how he was equally looking as murderous.
She adjusted her bag once again on her shoulders and power-walked towards him, where he continued to stare from where he was leaning in the shadows of the tunnel.
Aacura: …
Bryan: Don't!
Aacura: …mm…
Bryan: I said don't!
Aacura: …
Bryan: Stop laughing!!
Aacura: - (Shakes)
Bryan: I'm warning you!!
Aacura: ---------------------- …mm…mm…mm…
Bryan: Don't you dare!
Aacura: BWA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
Bryan: (Sweat drops)
Aacura: (Continues laughing hysterically) WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! You-You-You-
Bryan: Me-Me-Me-WHAT?!
Aacura: You-You-You- look like a pillock!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
Bryan: (Turns to face the others. A LARGE, red, hand print covering his face, bits of glue still stuck to his raw skin, and a small screw driver in his left hand)
All: (Fall over and laugh inhumanely)
Bryan: (Turns to Tala, upset) you don't think I look stupid, do-
Tala: (Shaking furiously in a corner, hiding his face) …mm…mm…mm…HA!!..mm…
Bryan: (Groans)
Kai: Here- (Gives Bryan a paper bag with two eye holes)
Bryan: (Glares)
Kai: (Turns to the readers) Aacura would very much like three more reviews before continuing to the next chapter, and would like to say, if she wasn't taking the piss out of Bryan so much, that she is greatly happy for all those who reviewed this story, and wishes to thank those who gave positive feedback…
(In the shadows): (Someone is glaring at Kai – and it's not Aacura – honest!)