I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my friend and faithful reader Tiffany. Happy (late) Birthday xD
(I'm so cheesy aren't I? Anyway you'll like a few things in this chapter :D)


To all reading this story, if you want another good Halloween story in the meantime, you should check out Arysd's "In the Spirit of the Month". :)

Enjoy chapter two!

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"This stuff is great, Prudence, what is it?"
May sat on the floor leaning against a tan leather sofa, considerably more relaxed than she had been half hour prior to the current moment. Her comfortable aura created a raging contrast to the one exerted by the green haired boy whose arm was around her waist. Drew's body was tense and May could tell that he was irritated. Of course, to anyone else but May, who knew him too well to not see through him, Drew was perfectly at ease. He had an award winning poker face.

Prudence smiled. "It's basically just lemonade mixed with Sprite. My sister makes it for every party."

"It's great!" May was smiling back at Prudence, to Drew's extreme annoyance. Just a second ago they both had agreed that Prudence was positively kooky, and now the two girls were laughing away like old best friends! Drew shook his shaggy head, deciding that he'd never understand the female species.

"Hey Prudence, could we go get some more?"

"You silly, you just drank your second cup!" Prudence crinkled her nose as she laughed.

"Oh, I know, but it's just so good!"

"Alright, let's go. I'll show you where it is so you can refill whenever you want!" Prudence hooked her arm through May's and they sauntered off to the kitchen area.

Drew raised an eyebrow at May when she turned over her shoulder to smile him. May gave a tiny shrug then turned her head back around.

"Girls…" he muttered, shaking his head slightly as he stood up. He surveyed the room to pick out any familiar faces. He didn't feel like being a loner at this particular moment. There's Marissa, from that contest a few months back, Drew put names to the faces in his head. Kelly… That strong trainer Rayna… Harley… Don… That Carley girl… Oh no, Harley's looking me… Turn away, just avoid eye contact... Crap. He's coming towards me. This is just great…

Seeing the last person on earth he was in the mood to talk to besides Prudence, Drew turned and walked in the opposite direction of Harley, acting like he was in dire need to find the bathroom. He went down the little hallway and entered in another large room where people were playing cards and watching The Village.
Drew barely had to look around before his eyes landed on a face that was staring at him in astonishment. The girl's face rang a bell somewhere in the back of his memory. It seemed as though the girl recognized him too, but she could put a name to the face, unlike him.

"Drew?" The girl said in astonishment. "The Drew?"

"Do I… know you?" Drew asked, studying the girl's features. She had Cranberry colored hair that spiraled down to the middle of her back in wild but pretty, natural ringlets. In startling contrast, her eyes were a deep forest green, framed by a row of thick, billowy lashes. On top of her head of curls were black cat ears, which matched the leathery black tights and top that she sported. Not insignificant enough to be left unmentioned was her chest, which was heavily enhanced by the cleavage revealing costume and a very, very padded push up bra.
Why do all the girls have to dress like such sluts? Drew grimaced mentally. Isn't Halloween about being scary, not sexy?

"Yes!" the girl squealed excitedly as she ran up to him. "It's me, April!"

Drew racked his brain, trying to recall ever knowing an April. He stared at her familiar face, forcing himself to keep his eyes there and not let them wander to other more prominent features.

When April realized he wasn't going to answer quickly, she gave him a hint. "Kindergarten to grade 4?" She smiled encouragingly as a glint of realization sparkled in his eyes. "Remember? You proposed to me in the yellow slide on the playground in first grade and gave me that rose with the plastic ring." She nudged him playfully before adding, "How could you forget your wife?"

"OH!" Drew replied, finally remembering. "Yeah! Wow, I haven't seen you for what, six years?"

"Mhm," April replied, flipping her hair behind her shoulders. "I moved away from LaRousse to Verdanturf the summer after grade 4," she explained.

"Right, I remember that! What ever happened to that ring, anyway? I remember you wore it every day for the next few years on your left hand."

"Well, I stopped wearing it. But don't worry love, I still wear it to bed," she winked, flirting heavily.

"Even after your husband forgot you?" Drew smirked.

"Don't even pretend you never thought about me," April said, looking him up and down, angling her body closer to him. "I bet you still think about me every night."

"Yeah, it was hard to keep my mind away from you for ever a second," Drew played along.

"A top coordinator still has time to fantasize about me while so busy training? You must be really… talented," April said, her voice thick with implications. She was so close that Drew could almost feel her breath on his neck.

Drew leaned away slightly but kept at the game. "Yeah," he said nonchalantly, flipping his bangs with his middle and forefinger. "I'm good at a lot of things."

"Don't let it get to your pretty little head, Drewy," April flirted, using her old nick name for him.

"Too late," he smirked, wondering where May was and when she'd hurry up and rescue him from this pitiful situation.

"Would you like to… Show me some of the other things you're good at?" April's hand sneaked its way onto the inside of Drew's thigh as she looked him straight in the eyes.

"Thanks, but no thanks," Drew replied indifferently as he grabbed her hand and moved it away from his leg.

"But Drewy, my baby…"

Drew could smell the alcohol on her breath. "April, we were boyfriend and girlfriend when we were like, six."

"So?" April looked at him with wide, alluring eyes. "Who said we can't recreate the magic, just for one night?" Her hand stroked along his chest.

"I did," came a different but strong voice from behind the couch.

Drew hastily stood up, practically knocking April to the ground. She stood up and scowled at Drew, then more so as she looked up and saw May.

"May, baby," Drew said in greeting as he slipped his arms around her waist and gave her a small kiss. Usually Drew and May didn't give each other pet names such as 'baby' or 'honey', but Drew was decided to have a little bit of fun rubbing this in April's face.

"You're May, aren't you?" April looked May up and down in the classic bitchy girl fashion. She looked at her with an intense dislike.

"Yes, and, you are…?" May glared at the girl.

"April Rose," she said as if her name commanded the highest respect. "It seems like your little boyfriend here has a thing for month girls, doesn't he?"

May didn't reply. She just continued to stare at her with eyes that clearly denoted that April had crossed far into her territory.

Drew stiffened his arm around May's waist to lead her out of the room. "April," he said dismissively, nodding to her in goodbye.

Once they were out of the room May suddenly whirled around to face him. She stumbled slightly but caught herself on the door frame.

"Easy there," Drew said, steadying her.

She ignored him and proceeded to glare at him.

"What?" Drew asked impatiently.

"What do you mean what?" May replied in a slightly off tone.

"Why are you looking me like that? I didn't do anything wrong."

"Oh sure, because flirting with a girl and letting her feel you up everywhere while you have a girlfriend isn't wrong at all!" May burst out sarcastically.

Drew stared at her exasperatedly. "I wasn't flirting with her, May. And you know I didn't ask her to do that to me."

"Yes you were, don't even try to deny it!" May yelled back, startling Drew as he noticed her eyes had begun to sparkle with wetness.

"May, I was just humoring her," Drew explained, pulling her into a hug in slight panic at her tears. But May pushed his arms away.

"No," she said in a stubborn toddler-like fashion.

"Yes," Drew tried to convince her. "I was only playing along; you know I wasn't actually serious."

"Yes you were! You want her and not me! I saw you! I saw you!" May suddenly burst out in tears.

"No-no, May, love, I wasn't." Drew ignored his girlfriend's protests and pulled her into his arms, rocking her slightly. He was highly confused; May was never one to get this weepy about things. Sure, sometimes she'd whine and get slightly jealous when flocks of hot fangirls surrounded him for autographs and pictures, but she had never shed a tear about it.

May absolutely sobbed into his chest, clinging to his shirt like a life line. Drew just held her and stroked her hair, all the while, completely and utterly bewildered.

He kissed the top of her head before asking timidly, "Are you feeling okay?"

Drew didn't expect her reaction. She lifted her head from his chest and glared up at him with red eyes. "Obviously not," she said venomously.

"It's going to be alright," he comforted, pulling her back towards him.

Suddenly May bounded away from his arms and looked at him with a bright, excited look in her eyes. "Ouuu, I think they're playing Halloween charades in the main room! Let's go!" she grabbed his hand and pulled him, dancing happily out of the hall.

Drew blinked, devastatingly perplexed.
Women. I'll never understand them…

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