Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade! I only own Roxy, Haya Granger is owned by my fellow sister of evil: Boys Make Me Cry! Nor do I own Green Day or any of their songs. I only wish I did. (Billie Joe Armstrong is so F------ HOT!)

Summary: Haya gets ticked off and calls in some backup firepower from California… JohnnyOC, some KaiOC

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Chapter One: Longview (By: Green Day)

(Click!)... BEEP!... BEEP!... BEEP!... BEE-(Crack!)(Whack!)(Thud!)

Sit around and watch the tube, but nothing's on

Change the channels for an hour or two

A tan hand slowly crept back underneath the covers and a girls' groan could be heard from the face that had taken refuge, deep underneath the fiery orange pillowcase.

'There goes another alarm clock...' thought the owner of the hand. 'Oh, well.'

I'm guessing she doesn't care about the alarm clock?

"Excuse me, miss Taslow." a male voice with a crisp british accent said from the door across the room. The girl just barely lifted her head to peer at the butler with one of her mandarin orange colored orbs.

"What is it, Chauncey?" she asked in a slightly tired and breathy voice, her eyes still clouded with sleep.

"I advise that you get out of bed, seeing as it is nearly ten forty-five." he said looking at his 'young mistress'. She yawned loudly as she sat up, the single sheet falling off of her and onto the floor, only a small part still sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Alright, Chauncey." she said as she started to get up. "I'll come down in about half an hour to eat breakfast. Even if it is a bit late for that." she stated as she slid off of the bed.

"Of course, miss Taslow." he said as he turned around and left the room, closing the bedroom door behind him.

Twiddle my thumbs for just a bit

I'm sick of all the same old shit

The girl stood up and stretched, letting out a loud yawn. Picking some clothes out from her closet she threw them onto the bed and stood there for a second, off in her own little world.

Roxanne Taslow snapped out of her 'la-la state' as her best friend, Haya Granger, called it and got dressed before walking into her bathroom to brush her, slightly past shoulder-blade length... colorful hair.

Okay, who am I kidding! Her hair is weird! Yet ridiculously awesome, all at the same time.

Her hair used to be black. Key words, USED to be. What wonders a professional dye job would do. Now, hair is still black. Except, she dyed her bangs a golden, sunny color. But the rest... her black hair in the back now contained numerous red and orange streaks. All of he colors contrasting only slightly to her tanned skin, acheived from her hours of surfing, wind surfing, and snowboarding on numerous vacations to the mountains. She's a REAL outdoors person. Or prankster. Whichever sounds better.

In a house with unlocked doors

And i'm f------ lazy

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The girl sauntered into kitchen where a plate of buttermilk pancakes was sitting on the kitchen counter with butter and a knife next to it. She sighed and sat down at the counter and slowly started to eat the pancakes.

Bite my lip and close my eyes

take me away to paradise

I'm so damn bored I'm going blind

And I smell like shit

"Miss Taslow." Chauncey said from the kitchen doorway. She lifted her head and looked at him with an 'I'm listening' look. "You're mother requested that I tell you she left on a business trip earlier this morning." he said bowing slightly to her. She sighed and shook her head.

"Mind telling me what time, Chauncey?" she asked, sounding incredibly bored.

"Around six A.M., Miss." he replied. "Though she asked me not to wake you until it became exceptionally late in the morning."

'Figures...' Roxy thought. She sighed and looked at her butler. "Very well, Chauncey. Actually, I have some of my own stuff to take care of today. How do you feel about taking the rest of the day off?" she asked him. He flinched and she could see that the aging butler was fighting back a small smile .

"I... cannot leave you here on your own, Miss Taslow." he said slowly. She chuckled and looked at him with a smirk.

"I'm seventeen, Chauncey." she stated. "I can take care of myself. Besides, you deserve some time to yourself." He bowed again, trembling slightly.

Peel me off this velcro seat

And get me moving

I'm guessing he didn't get the day off very often.

"Thank you, Miss Taslow." he said, backing out of the room. She sighed and started to mull over what she would do for the day. Yeah, she lied to her butler. But, seeing his earlier reaction, he probably didn't care if she lied or not.

'What to do, what to do...' she thought lazily. 'Haya's visiting Tyson in Japan. That sucks for me, seeing as how Haya is the only FUN Person I know. I went surfing until I was a prune yesterday.' she looked outside the window in her kitchen to see a perfectly sunny and warm day. 'Skateboarding? Nah, I did that until my legs ached two days ago. Too calm outside to go windsurfing... MAN! I never noticed how boring things would be without Haya around!' she mentally shouted.

'Why not check your E-Mail?' a voice in her head asked her.

'Ignis? How the heck is that supposed to keep me preoccupied all day long?' she asked her bit-beast.

'You'll see.' she told her mistress. She sighed and stood up to go to her room so she could check her E-Mail, as her bit-beast advised.

I'm feeling like a dog in heat

Barred indoors from the summer street

I locked the door to my own cell

And I lost the key

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Roxy sat down in front of her computer and started to log in.

Bite my lip and close my eyes

Take me away to paradise

I'm so damn bored I'm going blind

And I smell like shit

'What's this about, Iggy?' she asked her bit beast.

'Don't call me that. And Sorano alerted me that Haya has sent you an E-Mail.' the female bit-beast replied to the seventeen-year old's question. Roxy sighed and looked at her E-Mail inbox.

'There's nothing her, Igs-'

'HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU NOT TO CALL ME THAT? And it will show up in your inbox-' she was cut off by a (ding!) and the female computer voice going:

You've got mail!

Roxy looked at her screen and there was a E-Mail from:

Haya- 'Bow down to my ridiculously evil of all evils and evilness!'

I got no motivation

Where is my motivation?

No time for motivation

Smoking my inspiration

Roxy stared hard at the screen before she slooooooowly moved the mouse towards the small envelope shaped picture...

And clicked on it.

'Please be good news, please be good news, please be good news...'. She mentally chanted this mantra while the screen loaded. When her E-Mail was finally on the screen she immediately read it and smiled.

'Same old Haya...' she thought while shaking her head and chuckling.

Sit around and watch the phone, but no one's calling

Call me pathetic, call me what you will

The E-Mail read as follows:

Hey Roxy!

How have you been doing since I left for Japan? Okay, I hope? I'm going to take a guess and you are bored out of your wits without me? Oh, well, who wouldn't be? I am one of the most adorable and lovable people in all of California!

Japan is the same as always. Boring. But not this time! I met a nice girl named Hilary who can torture Tyson in my absence! Don't worry, no one can replace my bestest buddy! And Tyson is the same pig as always! OOH, OOH! Remember the way you said 'goodbye' last time he saw you? I look back on that and LAUGH! I would bet a months paycheck that he would still think of that wedgie and wince! ...If I had a paying job.

It also turns out that every summer for the past few years that a bunch of beyblade teams from all over the world come to stay with Tyson every summer and every year they play a prank on all of the girls! So this year, I promised Hilary to help them get revenge on the boys for all of the past pranks! And I made a deal with Tyson that says if I loose, then I can never come back and torture Tyson ever again! And he doesn't have to come visit! You won't ever get a chance to give him a huge wedgie ever again! The 'war' has already started between the boys and girls and we've already gotten hit by a prank that counts as one! All of the earlier pranks made by girls were done before we made the agreement! So I have a favor to ask... hey, you ARE my best friend! I want you to come to Japan and help us turn the tides in our favor! And since your the one with the gear hookups here are the colors for all of the girls. And I left mine at your place! You know what I'm talking about! I can introduce you to all of the girls and tell you who's who when you get here! That is... if you come. But you HAVE to come! Anyways, here are the colors of our 'little toys'.

Me(!): Blue

YOU: Red

Hilary: White

Mariam: Black

Emily: Green

Mariah: Pink

E-Mail me back to tell me if you will come or not! But seriously, you have, what, FIVE family jets? Your parents own a COMPANY for Pete's sake! You could fly here in no time! But E-Mail me back!

Infinite X's and mounds of love,

Haya

P.S.- What would you rather do? Be here in Japan with me and some new friends, AND torturing Tyson(Two upsides! )? Or stuck in California, bored out of your wits until I come back? It IS your choice, Rox.

Roxy read the E-Mail again and brought up the page where she would type her response to her best friend.

My mother says to get a job

But she dont like the one she's got

When masturbation's lost its fun

You're f------ breathing

To: Haya- 'Bow down to my ridiclously evil of all evils and evilness!'

From: Roxy- 'Look at the pretty fire and brimstone!' XD

Topic: Favor?

Yo Haya!

How goes it, buddy? And you're right. I am bored out of my wits without you around. But, seriously? 'Adorable and lovable people in California?' WTF? Girl, you're closer to the man eating bear than a bunny or ferret! Don't hurt me...

But the answer to your question... HELL YES! I could be there by tomorrow or the day after! ... At earliest. Hey, I need to pack! And I gave Chauncey the day off. I will be in Japan as soon as possible! I would call this inconvenient if it werent for the the fact I'm so damn BORED without you around! And I have absolutlely NOTHING to do! I will be in Japan as soon as possible!

Your fellow sister of evil,

Roxy

Roxy leapt from the seat after clicking 'send' and ran over to her closet.

Bite my lip and close my eyes

Take me away to paradise

I'm so damn bored

I'm going blind

And loneliness has to suffice

'I guess were going to Japan? Eh, Roxy?' Ignis asked her mistress.

'What was you're fist clue, Ignis? You know what I typed in that message.' she replied.

'Well, you'd better start packing. And since its a prank war, dont forget the 'special suitcase'.' Ignis told her. By the end of the day roxy had finished packing and told Chauncey, who just got back from his day off, about her 'trip'.

"Miss Taslow, don't you find this the least bit... inconvenient?" the butler asked her, on the verge of hysterics.

"Not at all, Chauncey!" Roxy replied with a smile. "Sudden, yes! but inconvenient... not really." Chauncey sighed, knowing how stubborn Roxy was.

And, since she inherited her families company on her eighteenth birthday, she would be the one signing his paychecks.

Bite my lip and close my eyes

I was slipping away to paradise

Some say, "Quit or I'll go blind."

But its just a myth.

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Roxy snuggled into her covers and smiled. Before she fell asleep, she thought the typical Roxy thoughts.

'I cant wait to torture Tyson...'

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Mina: YAY! It is finally completed! REVIEW! I accept constructive criticism but NO FLAMES! ...Please?