Sora spent his whole afternoon watching many intense bey-battles on TV. Sora's Grandfather kept reminding him over and over for him to do his chores, but the blader wouldn't listen. Eventually he gives up, letting his grandson watch more bey-battles.
After the sunset and the moon had risen, the young blader goes to bed to replenish his energy for the next day.
While he sleeps soundly just like a baby his grandfather, in the other room, is snoring like a warthog.
Despite having to been driven crazy by his grandfather's snoring, Sora eventually falls asleep and enters his dream world where a friend waits for him every night....
Sora: Zzz...Zzz..Zzz..
Sora's Dream
Inside Sora's dream, a mysterious voice calls out his name..
"Hey Sora..."
There's no answer from him.
"Hey!"
Still no answer.
"SORA!!!"
Sora heard the voice the first time..He just hopes it goes away.
"If I stay still and silent, maybe she'll think I'm dead and go away" Sora thought.
Unfortunately for Sora the voice didn't go away like he hoped. Instead he gets hit on the head with a object.
"ARRAGHH!!!!! THAT FREAKIN' HURT U CRAZY PSYCHO!! ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME!?!?" Sora exclaimed, rubbing his head for the pain to go away soon.
"Well, if you had woken up the first time I called your name that wouldn't happen!"
"WHEN DID YOU EVEN GET A HAMMER ANYWAY?" Sora questioned.
"I got it at local market. Traded my frying pan for it." said the girl
"Oh god why? I actually prefer getting hit by the frying pan better.." Sora exclaimed.
"Is that so? I can get another one if that's what you want.."
Sora: uhh..let's see.....hmm......
NOPE.
"That's what I thought!" said the girl as she giggled. "Anyway, let's go to the beach today like you promised!"
"Ok! Let's go Krystal!" Sora said happily as he and his friend rushed towards the ocean.
Krystal is Sora's friend, only in his dreams though. She is a highly competitive tomboy and is Sora's highly energetic friend that loves to compete with others for fun. (There is a special chapter about Krystal, but that's for another chapter
)
The two friends eventually reached to the beach. Krystal was amazed to see how beautiful it was.
The shining light of the sun that reflected against the ocean, the warm breeze in the air, the climate was just perfect, and the dancing palm tress moving back and forth.
"Hey Sora, let's sit over there!" Krystal purposed.
"Alright, sure" Sora said as he followed her.
The two sat down and started talking. Although Krystal wasn't real, she was interested about life in the real world. She always asked Sora about how people looked like, What people did for fun, the food, the culture, daily life, everything. Out of all the the questions, the topic she enjoyed taking about, was Beyblade. They were having a great time, but she always asked a certain question Sora couldn't answer.
"Sora..."
"(Please don't tell me your going ask me that question again) Sora thought, "Hmm..?"
"Is it possible..that I can become real?" Krystal said.
"..Uhh...
(dammit) Yes....No...maybe...I don't know".
Sora felt uneasy answering this question. He didn't want her to think it wasn't possible, but Sora wanted to make that true. To cheer up his friend, Sora challenges Krystal to a Beybattle.
"What? A battle now?" Krystal said, who was surprised.
"Yeah!" Sora said with excitement.
"Why?"
"Well...because it's fun!" Sora replied back.
"Heehee..okay!" Krystal said, smiling again.
They both get out their beys, attached their top with the launcher, and inserted their ripcord.
Get ready...
3...
2...
1...
Gooooo SHOOOOOOOT!!!!!!
???: ARRAGHHHH!!! SORA!!
"Huh?"
Sora's wakes up from his dream
"Argghh..!! LOOK WHAT YOU DONE TO MY EYE!!"
"Oh..it's Gramps...."
Sora looked suprised to see his Grandfather with a black eye, so he asked him a question.
"Woah, Gramps...what's up with your left eye? You trying cosplay Old Solid Snake or something? You forgot the bandana part..
also isn't too early for that?"
Trying to retain his angry, Sora's Grandfather, sarcastically answers his question with a fake smile.
"Oh my eye? Don't worry, I just got in a fight with a crook and he punched me in the eye. I was left out cold and he ran away. However, he got caught by the police before I passed out."
"Huh..so basically lost in a fight and got your money stolen, eh?"
"Sucks to be you!" Sora said in a high pitched voice
"NO YOU INSOLENT CHILD, YOU GAVE ME THE FREAKIN' BLOODY BLACK EYE YOU WHEN RIPPED A BEY IN YOUR DREAM!!!" Sora's Grandfather said, furiously.
"Hmhmm, cool story. Why are you in my room anyway!?"
Sora saw his grandfather put on another smile, Sora thought it was another fake, but this one was real.
"You do know what today is..right?"
"Today? Today is..."
Sora checks his calender on the left side of his room.
"Oh no. No, no, no, no, NO. You have GOT to be kidding me!"
"Ho,ho,ho it ain't no joke now is it?"
"Do you know what that place is? It's where we spend
Seven
Crappy
Hours
Of
Our
Lives!"
"..and that's why it's called school, Sora", Sora's Gramps said happily.
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END OF CHAPTER 1
You know what? Let's forget about what I said, right? 
o.........k? sorry?