Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Together ❯ Things are not always what they seem ( Chapter 4 )

Back in America

"Those were the showers, and our tour ends here. Please don't hesitate to ask questions. Donations for our tour agency are always welcome." Paris chuckled; Michael really was a great and funny guy. Maybe he was just playing dumb. Suddenly something hit her. "Michael, where is my room." "That's something that you'll have to ask Judy" he came closer to Paris and cupped her chin. "And if she doesn't have on for you, you're always welcome to sleep in my room." He gazed in her amber eyes, not noticing the faint blush on Paris' cheeks.

- To close. He's way to close, damn he has beautiful eyes. Stop that, you're here to blade.-

Michael's voice made her stop her inner dispute. "I think I have an idea why you were blushing like that at the airport. So what do you say me and you hook up." "Look Michael, you're handsome and funny and all, but I just learned you're name." "C'mon we'll have a lot of fun. And by the way, I'm not going to hurt you, I swear." He looked at her pleadingly, and then smiled when he saw her doubt. "Paris, if you say yes, I'll make you the happiest girl alive. I won't do anything you don't want to do." "I'm willing to try." And Michael leaned in to kiss her. Just when their lips were about to meet they heard someone clear his or her throat.

"Paris, I've been looking for you. Judy asked me to show you to your room." "You just had to ruin the moment didn't you, Emily." "Well, I'm SORRY Michael, but unlike you I do what I'm told. C'mon Paris." The floor suddenly looked very interesting as she passed by Michael to go to where Emily was standing. "See you around Michael." "Yeah, bye baby."

She followed Emily through many corridors and doors. She was memorizing every bit on the way, so she wouldn't get lost when she wanted to go back. "So, you like Michael don't you?" "Is there a problem with that?" "No, not at all, not my type. It's just …he has broken a lot of hearts, and we don't really want you to be the next one, do you understand? You seem like a great girl, and we want to keep it that way." "Look Emily, I did not go to America with you to be watched over bye someone, ok. I could have stayed in Asia for that. I'm not a baby I can take care of myself."

"Whatever, here's your room. You will only be here to sleep, nothing else got it?" Paris glared. She really didn't like the way Emily was behaving. "SIR, YES, SIR" the other girl didn't look to happy with the girls comment. Paris was told to get unpacked and then meet her and the rest of her new team in the training room.

Once arrived there she got a test-ride with her new bit beast webspit. "Wow, wait a minute, what am I going to do with panthux?" "You will only be authorized to work and train with the bit beasts we give you. Do whatever you want with panthux. But if I ever see you training with it, it's gone for good, do you understand?" "Wait a minute, you never said that I'd have to give up my bit beast and train with one of yours. This one has been in my family forever. I can't just walk away from tradition."

Judy grinned at that comment. "That's strange, you seemed to be perfectly able to walk away from your tribe and history, why is this so difficult. Accept the rules Paris, or we send you back to Asia." Paris froze at the comment, this was not turning out as good as she thought it would be, she looked everywhere for someone to aid her. But even Michael seemed to be afraid to go against this woman's will.

"Fine, I'll listen to your stupid rule but I think it's full of shit that we can't use our own bit beasts" Judy smacked her in the face. "One more word like that out of you and we will double your training understood?" "Bite me."