Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Teaching Me to Live ❯ Welcome to the Family ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Ok well I'm back and no ones even reading this fic.
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Oh come on please I can beg!
Ah well I don't have much to say so enjoy and I'm reeeally trying hard to write longer chaps but it's very difficult.
DISCLAIMER OF DOOM-mwahmwahmwah
Amber- well as you already know or should know, I don't own Beyblade. Those who don't know that then don't read the above….kai is my boyfriend…ahem. Lol.
I do own Raven Ashford, Braden and Jenn, and the germans.lol
 

Talking”
`Thinking'
Ohhh remembering da past
Oh I decided to use bold for text messages in future

 
 
Teaching Me to Live
 
 
Chapter 2 - Welcome to the Family
 
 

 
 
They waited impatiently at the airport.
The plane had been delayed by tow hours and it was 5 in the morning, something Ray in particular wasn't happy about. Though in all honesty he was incredibly nervous.
Too most people Ray was an all in all good guy that most people could get along with and depend on, but this girl. This girl who was to become part of his family had been through a lot and it wasn't over. After the death of her mother Lucia, whom he had heard a lot about, she had to now move across the world to live with her dad who she hadn't seen in 7 years. He had no idea how this girl would be feeling.
Lonely, pained. The two words that came to mind reminded him of his past.
The Eighteen year old glanced up at the clock again. He'd been doing so for the past hour, never really taking in the time. Just…looking.
Looking towards Braden he couldn't help but wonder how his father figure was feeling. His face was calm, cold almost, something that Ray had never seen before. Had this girl been a bad child. He had to admit he wondered such things but then again from what he learned about Lucia she couldn't possibly have been, especially with such a caring and wonderful women for a mother. Braden talked highly of her though it was clear he wasn't in love with her. It might have seemed horrible but Ray had to admit he was thankful for that, otherwise Braden and his own mum would never have gotten married…fallen in love.
Within a few minutes the boy returned to his seat beside his sleeping mother and leaned forward resting his elbows on his knees.
“How long now?” whispered Jenn.
Again Ray looked up at the clock.
“Bout twenty minutes”
“That's not long” the older woman sighed. Her sleep pattern lately had been poor to say the least. Things had been…somewhat hectic.
Unlike her son she happened to know why Braden had left. The whole situation had come as a surprise though he had also learned something about her the day he told her. They had found yet another similarity between them.
Braden leaned into Jenn.
“You know this is going to be difficult” he whispered careful not to attract the attention of the boy beside his wife.
“Yes but that's what life's about. Dealing with the difficulties it brings”
“Ah so wise” he whispered in reply whilst placing a single kiss on her cheek.
“Oh please” murmured Ray, “Cant you guys wait till I'm not here” said the teen playfully.
“Oh come on. They'll be a time when you're like that. All Lovely dovey. Maybe even now. Oh what's that girl's name?” his mother replied laughing at her songs reddening face.
“Ohh that one, I believe it's Mary, no that's not it” Braden joining in on the joke.
“Ah yes its Marissa”
“Nope I believe your wrong again honey”
“You guys please stop this” groaned Ray, used to his parents taunting. He reached to his mum trying to tickle her whilst Braden laughed.
 

 
 
 
Throughout the flight she had constantly been feeling light headed. She had never been on a plane before and due to the circumstances she didn't think any of her other trips on an aeroplane, if any, would ever be enjoyable. It was cold, cramped, and smelly though only due to the older and very large man beside her. She shuddered, `Now he's someone I'll happily forget'
She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her hair, almost shyly. In reality it was nothing to do with, shyness, more to do with her hair getting in her eyes. She noticed one of the flight attendants smiling at her. He had been pretty cool throughout the flight. The one good point. His name was Rick, tall, slim, dark hair, attractive, clearly gay but cute nonetheless. He had occasionally joked to her about how the man beside her had totally been his type; she had to admit he had made her smile. She smiled in return and with a light wave carried on down the long hall, then another hall…down some stairs…across some moving walkway…another hall, then she finally reached the baggage area. She was well and truly here.
She couldn't remember wanting to run so desperately as she did now, then again she probably could though thinking back would only upset her further.
Bags went round one after another. She sighed as yet another passenger picked up there bag. She smirked at the occasional folk who hadn't been able to get there bag and waited for it to come around again, and then there was those who struggled frantically to get there bags off. Eventually her two came, her other stuff having arrived days ago in boxes. She knew her bags from the other because although they were black Raven had decided to paint big silver stars across them and tie ribbons to the handles, just to make extra sure. With no help at all the seventeen year old grabbed the bags and dumped them on the luggage trolley she had gotten. This was it…after yet another long hall the beginning of this…alien life would begin… `Shit', she mentally cursed.
Turning yet another corner she finally came into a large area full of smiling faces of those ready to greet those that had arrived home or were visiting. She also saw a number of men dressed in black holding up signs. Roberts, Cameron, Sexton. The last name she found somewhat amusing. She looked around cautiously, looking to see these `aliens' which would take her into there home. “Probes and all sorts” she absently mumbled under her breath.
It wasn't long till she heard laughing. It was strange, as if it called to her, it was something she remembered. Following her instincts she moved past some Germans and felt a strange need to scream. This was her new `family'. Laughing and messing around like everything was all good and well in the world. This was perhaps more sickening than the flight. She had no choice but to approach them although she felt that they should have been looking out for her. They seemed to be squabbling about something or other. A name. The boy was reaching for his mobile phone which was in the hands of the…man whom was being defended by the woman. She looked over the man. `Betrayer' she could think of a few more words beginning with B to describe him but refrained. Her mother would not have approved.
 

 
 
 
“What was it Ray, oh here's your numbers!” laughed Braden.
 
 
 

 
 
 
`Ray, so that's his name' thought Raven vaguely.
 
 
 

 
 
 
The woman laughed whilst holding back her son.
“M…M…its Ma something I'm sure of it” the man continued whilst pressing buttons.
“So it's not Mhairi then” giggled the mother.
“Mariah?”
The three family members paused and looked at the stranger.
She felt…uncomfortable as they looked at her, surprised at her sudden arrival. She felt as though they were assessing her. She had decided to interrupt; sick of there…`game'.
It was the mother who decided to break the silence.
“I believe that's right. Raven”
She had said her name as if it was a question.
“Yea” replied the girl awkwardly pointing at herself.
Ray was surprised to say the least. He had seen a picture of the girl before him though she had been about 7. The girl before him was far from that. She was tall and had a figure that could challenge many girls. Her skin was pale and she had fairly long jet black hair. Her eyes were Blue, not bright though, they were quite dull. He decided to stop his analysis, this wasn't right considering what she was going through and this girl was his step sister. `Fuck I was just checking out my….shut up now'
Raven looked at the teen questionably; he seems to be thinking to himself…or something. She continued to look at him until Braden had decided to speak up.
“Raven…” He stopped uncertain of what to say.
“You don't have to say anything. I believe this is…” She paused, looking for the right world, “Difficult for us all.” She ended and looked away; she couldn't look him in the eye. Not now, it was too soon.
“Yes, It is.” Was all Braden could say. He felt foolish. His daughter was able to say more than he could.
“I'm sorry we didn't come to meet you at the entrance, it said that your plane wasn't arriving for another twenty minutes” said Jenn, as if trying to work a conversation.
“Was sooner, wind was good or…something”
Before the conversation could get anymore awkward Ray finally spoke up.
“Perhaps we should go unless you want something to eat. I could understand that, knowing what the plane food is like” he said almost jokily.
“Not to appear rude but I'm rather tired…”
Again it was Jenn who spoke, “Of course come on we'll get you sorted”
Braden went to lift her bags leaving Raven her one carry on bag which she had to admit was easier to carry than the other two.
From her short introductions with the family Raven had come to find that Jenn was very much the motherly and peaceful kind of women though Raven suspected she had a playful side. Ray was very much like her though he came across as a typical boy, also a bit of a comic. Braden…she couldn't tell. She figured things would have been particularly awkward with him. Understandable though. Now having to take in the child he had abandoned. Her mother had always told her it wasn't like that. Raven thought differently though. Only time could tell Braden's true character.
 

 
Well there you go, a bit short but its late and I have school in the morning so deal. Lol. I love you all really…or those who do read my fics. Anyways. Sorry if there any mistakes but I don't have time to check. Byes. Mucho luvin!