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Drew had always known Gary was...ostentatious, but watching him pull up in his black corvette, windows rolled down, and music blaring was just taking it to another level. Gary regarded him for a moment, giving him a once over, before pushing his sunglasses down and unlocking the car. "Get in bitch."
Drew rolled his eyes. Honestly, he had no idea why he was friends with Gary in the first place. Drew had barely even closed the door of the passenger seat before Gary had already hit the gas pedal and was taking off.
"Arceus Gary. Remind me again how you passed your driving test." Drew asked, instantly regretting asking for a ride. Gary grinned.
"Let's just say, the Oak charm never fails."
"I don't even want to know what your so called Oak charm entails."
"Oh come on. You don't want any tips from the master?" Drew scoffed.
"Please."
"Fine suit yourself. But don't come crying to me when you finally get a girl to kiss you, and you don't even know where to put your hands."
"Gary, I know where you put your hands. And trust me, they're better off at your sides." Gary rolled his eyes. This, however, almost caused him to miss a turn. He only recovered by turning the wheel at the last second, jolting Drew's body to the right in the process. "Damn it, Gary! Are you trying to kill me?"
"Hey, you're the own who asked for a ride!"
"Yeah, but if I had known it was going to be like this I would have walked!" Gary snorted, like the idea of Drew Hayden walking was a joke in itself. Drew turned his gaze to the road in front of him, before his eyes widened in fear. "Gary watch out!"
"Huh? Shit!" He slammed on the breaks, emitting a loud shrieking sound. The car stopped right before they collided with a girl. She looked like a stantler caught in headlights, and the fact that the car was just inches away from her body didn't help. When she finally recovered, her emerald eyes sharpened. Drew looked over at the spiky haired boy next to him, who looked like he was about to pee his pants. "Oh, shit."
Before Drew had even registered what happened, the brown haired girl tapped on Gary's window. Drew could have sworn there was fire in her eyes. Gary yelped. Rolling the window down, Drew braced himself for the upcoming storm.
"LEARN HOW TO DRIVE ASSHOLE." She then proceeded to dump the entire contents of her coffee all over Gary's head. It was scalding hot too. She then stormed off, muttering cuss words under her breath the whole way. Drew sat there with wide eyes, trying to comprehend what just happened.
"Gary, who was that?" He looked over at Drew and glared.
"Leaf Greene, that's who it was. I can't believe it. Out of all the people in the whole world, I managed to piss off the most dangerous one." Drew stared at Gary in disbelief.
It was official. Drew was never getting a ride from Gary, ever again.
Misty pulled her bright orange locks up into her signature side pony. Her bangs were getting pretty long, and she would cut them too if it weren't for her sisters constantly nagging her all the time to get them trimmed. She scanned herself in the mirror, holding her phone to her ear as May was busy ranting some complaint about her little brother to her.
"Uh huh," Misty said, "keep going."
"Ugh! He is such a pest! Yesterday, I was just finishing up my newest painting, you know the one of the big willow tree out by the park, when Max came into my room demanding that I give him the paint for some science project of his. Of course I refused. I mean, I was trying to finish the last strokes of the bark. He could have waited!" May yelled, causing Misty to hold the phone farther away from her ear.
"Well, what happened?" She turned to the side. The shirt she was wearing was black., with the sleeves cut off and slits going down the each side. She wore a red sports bra underneath that could be seen through the slits. Her pants were white skinny jeans, that were held up with a black studded belt. To top it all off, she he wore a pair of red converse. Satisfied with her look, she went to collect her bag and wait for Ash.
"The little brat tried taking the brush out if my hands! Then he pushed me, causing the stupid jar of paint to spill onto the canvas!"
"Oh mew, May you spent forever on that!"
"I know," she sounded crestfallen, "and of course Mom didn't get him in trouble. She yelled at me for always fighting with him!" Misty shook her head. She knew how May felt. Her sisters were just as evil, and she had three. Speaking of the devil, her eldest sister, Daisy, came strolling into her room. Daisy was, in all senses, a walking Barbie. She had long blonde hair, a body girls could only dream about, and the same pink attire.
"Misty, like, your boyfriend just pulled up." Daisy said with her perfect valley girl accent.
"Ok Dais, in a minute," Misty replied, before processing what she had said, "wait a second! ASH IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" Daisy snickered.
"Whatever you say baby sister."
"Ugh!" Misty turned her attention back to the phone.
"You still there Misty?" May asked.
"Sorry May, got to go! Talk to you at school." She slipped her phone into her back pocket and raced down the stairs before Lily or Violet could get to Ash. When she got outside she booked it to his rusty blue pick-up. He smiled at her.
"Hey Mist-"
"DRIVE DAMN IT, DRIVE!" His eyes widened before he stumbled with the ignition and abrubtly took off.
"Geez Misty chill why don't you!" She sighed before rubbing her temples.
"Sorry Ash, I just didn't want to deal with my sisters." Ash shrugged before turning up the tunes on the radio. He flashed her a grin.
"Well Misty buckle up cause we are out of here!" She couldn't help but smile. She cranked up the volume some more.
"You got it Ashyboy!"
May was having one of the worst days in the history of bad days. First, her brat of a brother destroyed her painting, which had took roughly a month to finish. Then, if that wasn't enough, he had ate the last of the sugared cereal, leaving her with her father's tasteless bran. But that's not all. She missed the bus that morning, which shouldn't have been a problem considering the fact that she usually walks anyways, but it was. You see, her alarm didn't go off that morning which meant she had to run to make it on time. Oh, and one more thing. She had PE first period.
"Run ladies! Pick up your feet! My grandmother could run faster than you, AND SHE'S DEAD!" Lt. Surge, their PE coach, barked as they ran across the track. May ran by herself, her arms at 90 degree angles and her breathing even. She was a fairly good runner, not quite in the front but far enough ahead of the pack to escape Lt. Surge's wrath. She looked in front of her where Ursula, and Melody were sitting. They had faked a side ache to get out of running. Surge may be tough, but he does care about your overall health. He blindly believed their story. May passed the two of them right as Ursula stuck her dainty pink stiletto clad foot out. May fell on her knees.
"Oops." She heard Ursula crassly say. If there was one thing that May hated most about this school it was the bullies. They usually left her alone when Misty was there to scare them off. But she didn't need to take PE, 'cause of her sports credits. May fought back tears as she heard Melody and Ursula snickering to themselves.
"May," she heard the gruff direct voice of Lt. Surge behind her, "why did you stop running!?" She looked up at him and sniffed.
"I...um...fell." She could feel the blood dripping down her leg.
"Well get your butt down to the nurse's office! Someone go with her!" May heard footsteps come up behind them.
"I'll go." She was shocked to see the cobalt eyes belonging to Dawn.
"Well hurry up then!"
Dawn looked over at May as they walked the corridor that lead to the nurse's office. Her head was held down, the shoulder length brown hair shielding her face. She frowned.
"Hey, uh May," she started, unsure of how to begin, "how's your leg?"
"Fine. It's really nothing." She replied, rubbing her shoulder awkwardly. Dawn shook her head.
"I saw what happened May, with Ursula. It wasn't nothing"
"Oh...yeah."
"What she did...what Melody and her always do...it isn't nice. In fact, I hate it."
"Yeah well...that's Ursula for you."
"But she really isn't as bad as she seems, you know. In fact she can be pretty nice sometimes." May frowned.
"Why are you defending her? You know, you say you hate the way she acts, and the way she treats people, but you're just as bad not saying anything." Dawn went quiet. She didn't know how to respond to that. For a moment, her face shifted ever so slightly over to May. Her brown hair tucked behind one ear, the modest make up around her blue eyes, the downward tilt of the head, looking at her, she didn't understand how anyone could be so mean. There was nothing to hate about her at all. If anything, Ursula was just jealous. By the time they reached the nurse's office, the blood on May's leg had dried.
"I...I'm sorry." May managed a tight smile.
"Don't be. Thanks for walking with me. I think I can handle the rest." Dawn hesitated.
"No, um, let me stay. You should have some company."
Attention students,
If you attend Mr. West's communications class at any time, please note that class will be held in the school library instead of the normal room A.27. If you do not know where the library is, please stop and ask one of the secretaries up in the front office for directions. You all should know where that is...you've been here enough times. Ahem, that is all."
Leaf walked along the freshly polished floors, passed the girls restroom that everyone went to smoke, across the janitors closet that was actually used for cleaning supplies and finally until she reached the brass doorknob of the library. She took a deep breath, mentally preparing herself before she had to enter. Usually, Leaf loved the library. Mostly because she could actually think there, it calmed her. She, unlike most people, enjoyed the quietness of it all. There she felt like she could achieve anything, like knowledge was somehow tangible. But as soon as she heard the overhead announcement informing her that she must to go there for Lance's class, she instantly dreaded it. The idea of having to spend every class talking with people she didn't know unnerved her. First there was Dawn, who was pretty much Miss. Popular. It wasn't that she disliked her, it was just her perkiness was a little...inordinate. Then there was the Misty, May, Ash group. They were just so immersed with each other, like they didn't need anyone but the three of them. Then there was Drew and Gary, who were too handsome for their own good. It was already hard enough sharing a locker with Gary, but being forced to talk to him for a whole hour was unbearable. And Paul...well she had never met the guy. The only reason why she didn't skip the class was because she needed to get some inside info on them for her newspaper. She saw Lance by the doorway as she entered.
"Ah Leaf, welcome. You're group is over by the lounge area. Try to get along, will you." He said as he marked her name on his attendance board. She tried her best to smile. Her feet took her over to the grey couches where the rest of the group were. Her eyes scanned them all, analyzing the situation. Misty, May, and Ash were sharing one couch, with May in the middle attempting to push them apart as they yelled at each other. Drew looked over at the trio slightly amused, his body crouched over on the coffee table in front of him. Dawn was just checking her reflection in her compact, oblivious to the commotion around her. Leaf's jade eyes then landed on the spiky haired teenager in front of her, his body sprawled against the couch in a leisurely fashion. Her heart had still been pounding since the event earlier that morning. She glared.
"Ahem," she cleared her throat, "don't we have a project to be doing?" They all looked up at her, exchanging nervous glances with one another. It was Dawn who first spoke up.
"Hi Leaf, we're waiting for one more person." Suddenly a gruff voice sounded behind her, startling her.
"I'm right here."