Warning: This story my not be suitable for young readers. At some point in chapters there will be mature content that some parents may not find suitable for their children to read.

Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade. I only claim my OC's Ana and Issac and of course the plot

For a little bit of information to help along with the story the ages of the guys and girl

Tala-25

Bryan-25

Spencer-25

Ian-23

Ana-19

Issac- Almost 2

Chapter 3:

Spencer sat quietly on the floor rolling the yellow ball back and forth with the little red haired baby in front of him. It had taken awhile to train him, but finally the child had learned to roll it back rather than throwing or running through the house screaming bloody murder. At first he hadn't been too fond of having a woman living in the house and after the kid was born, well he wasn't exactly the type of person Ian nor Bryan wanted to deal with at all. He liked being left alone and he liked things quiet so having the two new additions had been a huge adjustment. With Tala now in the house it was getting noisy again. Across from him the redhead sat on the couch borderline pouting with a big handprint on one side of his face.

"See something you like?" the redhead grumbled

Spencer sat up and glared across the room. His friends eyes grew wide for a second before he calmly apologized.

"Sorry it still stings a little. She's strong."

"You didn't knock." Ian interrupted "There's a girl in this house that you can't peep at anytime you want."

"Trust me there's no way I would ever want to look at her naked on purpose. That was pure misfortune okay?"

The short guy looked at the ceiling and sighed at him . "Anyways. Stop sulking you look pathetic."

"I'm not sulking."

"Yes, you are. You've been living here for almost three months, when you actually do crawl out of your bed , you run for hours. Most days when you get back from running you grab some food and go straight back to your room. I've yet to see you bring a dish back down and the cabinets are looking dismal. This attitude of yours is not the Tala Ivanov I remember"

The room was quiet for a moment. They heard Bryan's truck pull up in the driveway. Tala stared at Ian unmoving, his blue eyes had turned to ice and his body was stiff as if he were about to throttle someone.

"Its none of your business." he told him his words laced with venom.

At that moment Bryan opened the front door and stretched out an arm announcing "Gentleman I give you a GED graduate!"

Ana smiled brightly while waving some papers. Issac got up and walked over to her while Bryan closed the door.

"Is that what I think it is?" Ian asked completely forgetting the conversation he'd been having and stood up to her snatching the papers and shuffling through them.

"Yep." she replied raising her head proudly "It took a lot of hard work. My next step is a license now."

"What's goin.."

"None of your business peeper." she snapped as she headed upstairs.

Tala reached both his arms out in a motion like he was strangling her. The act was quite childish and surprising, causing Ian to snicker. Quickly the redhead turned back around and sat on the couch as she turned around glaring before continuing up the steps. He growled a little in frustration and exhaled loudly.

"And your room smells!" she hollered from the top floor "Please bring the dirty dishes down sometime."

"Bam. Told ya." Ian laughed sitting on the other end of the couch. "She aced like everything. It's a shame she dropped out."

"Is it ok if I ask whats going on or will I keep being yelled at and forgotten?" Tala asked annoyed.

"Somebodies nosey today." Ana cut in coming back downstairs after having quickly changed back into her usual attire of baggy sweats.

"Nevermind." he grumbled.

"If you must know." she explained "I sir am nineteen years old and I dropped out of high school when I was pregnant with Issac at the age of seventeen."

Quietly he sat on the couch staring at her thinking about what she said "You're nineteen?!" he asked in surprise.

"That's what you got from all that?" she asked a small smile gracing her lips.

"I thought for sure you were atleast twenty-one. Dang. Well in that case no telling me what to do anymore."he replied pointing a finger at her.

She narrowed her eyes and frowned at him, clearly not amused by his words. Either he had several brain cells missing or the man really needed to learn how to think before he spoke.

"What'd I say now?" he asked interrupting her thoughts.

"Oh nothing." she replied walking towards the kitchen "I just figured if you didn't want to show me enough respect to listen to what I have to say then I don't have to be nice enough to cook around here anymore."

"Hey now!" Ian shouted That's not fair! Why do I have to be punished because he's talking stupid!"

"Relax Ian I'm kidding."

The short guy grumbled quietly to himself something about it wasn't funny. She laughed a little while grabbing the apple juice from the fridge to put in her son's sippy cup.

"We should celebrate." Bryan called from the living room. "How about we go out for dinner tonight?"

"Ummm you guys can Issac and I will stay here." she called back.

"No."

She looked up surprised by his tone of voice. It was rare for him to make an order towards her. Usually he did that towards the guys. At the same time it made sense. He'd been trying to get her out of the house for months and she always made up an excuse not to. Going out wasn't something she liked to do. She hated being able to see them pay for things for her and there were certain people she didn't want to run into as well. Ana lightly bit her bottom lip and looked away.

"You're fine. We're not worried about the money. You're taking care of Issac and you take care of us. Its an equivalent exchange. Atleast you're doing something with your life. Its better than you sitting on your butt doing nothing." he explained.

"I don't want to Bryan." she told him. "I like it here."

"Too bad. You ma'am are going out and that little guy right there is getting watched by a babysitter tonight. Its not good for him to be cooped up with you all the time anyways."

She ran a hand through her auburn hard in frustration knowing full well that the decision was final. Changing Bryan's mind was difficult and near impossible to do. He turned to walk out of the kitchen and stopped at the doorway to look at her and remind her no sweats before he left the room. Quietly she stamped her foot. She didn't like dressing nice she preferred dressing like a bum, its comfy.

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Tala watched as his female room mate paced back and forth. To him she looked like a drug addict fighting not to shoot up. She rubbed her arms up and down when she wasn't biting her nails. The guys had gone to the bar for a drink while they waited for a table to open up. Never in his life had he ever seen a woman so nervous and anxious.

"Are you ok?" he finally asked

Her bluish-green eyes looked at him and stared him down as she finally stopped her pacing. She blinked once then twice before sighing extra heavily.

"It's his first time at someone else's house. I can't remember the last time I've been in a restaurant if I ever even have and I'm really hoping I don't run into Issac's d…so yea Issac isn't here."

He raised a red eyebrow at her.

"You really don't get out much."

She was borderline squinting at him. After living with a woman for almost eight years he had learned a thing or two about ignoring certain things he shouldn't bring up. Ana was finally talking to him and opening up. He had been told by Bryan that she never spoke of her past so the fact that some things were coming up to him of all people, considering they didn't get along, and he was nearly bald in one spot on the back of his head from her kid it was an improvement.

"Didn't you just say you can't remember the last time you've been in a restaurant?" he asked "Look all you gotta do is sit there look at the booklet menu thingy and tell the person that gives us our drinks what you want to eat."

"Tala, you're not that bad after all." she grinned.