Sorry for the late update. Thank you for all of your reviews last time. Also, a direct post to one of my reviewers "a random reader": Sorry, I don't know much about burning leaf. If you're referring to the Leaf in the games, I might include her. It depends on how much characters I might need to add for the story to work. May's P.O.V.
"Alright, you're officially registered in the school's database," I informed, handing Drew's identification card back to him.
Drew studied his picture for a while, probably trying to figure out what had been changed by installing it into the Beautifly Fountain.
"I also allowed the school's system to automatically place the barrier breaker inside your Flygon. I hope you don't mind. Don't worry though, the data we added to your Flygon is nothing harmful," I stated, also handing back the pokeball which held Drew's Flygon in it.
There was a moment of silence as Drew continued to look at his photo; I could hear a Starly chirping in the distance. Everything was peaceful as the winds brought the smell of mint green leaves in the forest. The water gurgling in the Beautifly Fountain could be heard, and the forest seemed to envelop us as the sun began to sink down the horizon; giving off a mysterious ray of light.
"Drew, stop looking at your own face. It's as if you've been hypnotized by one of the students in the other school; it creeps me out," I shuddered, breaking the everlasting silence that seemed to exist between us.
"Talk about a superstitious person. I was just looking at it to make sure my photograph was just as handsome as me," Drew teased, shaking his head and shrugging.
"You never change, do you? Your personality disgusts me just as it did in the past," I carelessly replied, realizing my mistake the moment after I had made it.
"You knew me before I came to this school?" Drew asked, his look of suspicion showing in his expression.
"No, I was just talking to myself. Ignore what I just said; it has nothing to do with you," I replied, twisting my hair around one finger.
Drew's face still held that feeling of doubt, but he shrugged it away; seemingly dismissing the words I had just said.
"I'll trust you...for now," Drew emphasized, his eyes still deliberating on what I had said a second ago.
"Thank you, that is extremely helpful," I commented; a hint of sarcasm in my voice.
"Your eyes tell me that you want me to disappear out of your sight this instant. Why didn't you just take my Flygon and my identification card over to this other school by yourself? I obviously wasn't needed in the process of inserting the barrier breaker and registering my pokémon into the school's database," Drew said, putting his arms over one another; tapping his foot.
"Well, I definitely would of if it was possible. Unfortunately, in order for the Beautifly Fountain to recognize you as an official student of Aerial High, you needed to personally come into this area," I answered, nodding my head as if this was a very obvious fact.
"So, that's why I had to tag along all the way to the Beautifly Fountain with you?" Drew questioned; quirking up an eyebrow.
"Precisely, yes. Do you have a problem with that?" I asked, sighing as I lifted my shoulders up to breathe in the sweet scent of the grass.
"Yes, I do have a problem with that," Drew smirked, his expression full of amusement.
I quickly interrupted him before he could say anything more aggravating.
"I don't want to hear your explanations," I replied, glaring at Drew to make sure he understood my point.
"Well, it was you who asked if I had a problem with it. I just answered your question out of politeness," Drew shot back, obviously ignoring my point.
I rolled my eyes; giving up. An idea came into my head just then, and I held out my hand in front of Drew.
Drew looked befuddled; looking at my hand and then back to me again.
"Give me the rest of your pokémon excluding your Flygon. Remember what I said earlier about the school only allowing regular students to have one pokémon?" I asked, a smile appearing on my face; relieved that I had successfully changed the subject.
"Right," Drew remembered, handing me the rest of his party in defeat.
Just as I received the rest of Drew's pokémon, the sun shone on our faces; its light a mix of the colors red, orange, and yellow.
"The sun's rapidly setting beyond the horizon. We better return quickly if we're not willing to get into trouble," I quickly remarked, finally realizing how much time had been wasted on conversations.
Drew called out his Flygon, and we quickly flew over the Beautifly Fountain; the thick water mysteriously reflecting the light of the sun.
We managed to return safely into the boundaries of Aerial High School without encountering anymore members from the other school. Nothing eventful happened for the rest of the week; Drew was adapting well to the school's schedule. Many girls seemed to admire Drew from his back; it was easy to read what they had in mind.
It was the following Monday of the next week when the pattern broke. I knew it before Mrs. Hikari came into the classroom; the tension and excitement in the classroom atmosphere confirmed my fears.
"Alright class, please quiet down. The people who will be attending this Friday's dance have been chosen. Please do not complain since the names have been picked randomly from a box," Mrs. Hikari requested, straightening the piece of paper that contained the names.
Every year, a community dance would be held together with the other school. The intention of it was to make a special bond between the other school's students and our school's pupils by making us dance, party, and communicate with one another. The participants were selected by random, and only those who would get chosen would be permitted to go to that year's dance.
Some of the girls desperately wanted to get selected, since most of the guys in our school weren't exactly what I'd call good-looking. I don't know much about the other school's boys, but I was pretty sure those girls were going to get disappointed if they actually hope for anything. The opposite was also true though. A majority of the girls and guys preferred to stay in the school's boundaries. Especially the people who had been involved in some kind of a brawl with the other school's students in recent years.
This included me. I was the type of person who chose books over parties and reading over dancing. Also, being in the presence of the other school was disturbing, since most of the students kept to themselves even at a special event hosted by the two schools.
All the people who were selected to go to the ball had no choice but to go, and my fellow peers who had the unfortunate experience of going to the party told me about their unpleasant memories it had left in their heads.
I intertwined my fingers together; waiting for the results that would either ruin or save my Friday night.
"So, we've picked thirty-five people in total; remember the dress code needs to be appropriate if you're one of the people that are chosen," Mrs. Hikari informed, putting her hair behind her ears.
"Okay, so...here are the students that should gather in the ballroom of the other school by 7:00P.M.: Ash, Jacob, Angela, Mary, Misty, Leaf, Gary, Katie, Drew...," the teacher droned on; her voice calm and steady.
I finally released my breath when the list was over; I wasn't going to have to force myself into a dress this year.
"By the way, May? Could you stay after class for a moment? We have something we need to discuss," Mrs. Hikari commented at the end of the names; gently nodding in my direction.
Mrs. Hikari often called me to her after class, but this time the tone of her voice seemed different; she seemed a little nervous.
I sighed; twirling my hair around and around my finger for the rest of the class period.
For some kind of reason, I had an intuitive feeling that I wasn't going to like what Mrs. Hikari was intending to tell me.
"May, will you do me a favor?" Mrs. Hikari asked me after class, putting on her best smile.
"Of course, Mrs. Hikari. I'll do anything," I replied, my class president like side winning over my mind.
"The dance...will you accompany our new student to it?" Mrs. Hikari asked, scratching the back of her neck.
Yes, that was just my luck. Spending my Friday night with Drew was going to be a lot worse than going to the dance itself.
"Do you mean...Drew?" I asked, my voice slightly wavering.
"Yes, that's him. Since it's his first time, will you lead him through the party?" Mrs. Hikari questioned, her usual smile appearing on her face once again.
"But I wasn't one of the people who got chosen for the party. Plus, I really can't dance, Mrs. Hikari," I emphasized, trying to get myself out of the mess I had made.
"Oh, don't worry. I'll make it an exception this time. I can't trust anybody except you to take care of Drew," Mrs. Hikari responded, putting a hand on my shoulder.
"Isn't there Dawn?" I asked, trying to think up of good excuses.
"Oh, her. Of course I asked her too. She rejected me right away, saying that she needed to do something else that day," Mrs. Hikari replied, shaking her head. "I sometimes really wonder if she's actually my daughter or not."
"Oh...but aren't there any other girls that are willing to show Drew to the ball?" I asked, quickly running out of things to say.
"I guess...but since you're the one who showed him to the Beautifly Fountain, I thought it was best to ask you to do it," Mrs. Hikari pointed out, letting go of my shoulders.
"Okay...," I said, putting a finger under my chin.
"Thank you, May. I was wondering what I could do, since the headmaster wouldn't let me take Drew out of the list. That's a load off of my shoulders," Mrs. Hikari replied, nodding her head.
"Um...that's not what I-," I managed, before Mrs. Hikari interrupted me.
"See you later, May. You really are a big help," Mrs. Hikari smiled, walking away from me.
So, you see? I kind of had no choice but to take Drew to the ball. I wasn't really good at refusing any polite requests.
I sighed, holding my head down as I strolled towards the classroom door. But of course, fate wasn't going to let me pass without another interruption.
"Drew?" I asked, astonished by his sudden appearance through the door.
"So, you're accompanying me to this year's dance?" Drew smirked smugly; he had heard our conversation from before.
I sighed before facing him in the face; glaring.
"Yes, I have to take you to the party. But that's it. I'm not dancing, eating, or even looking at you, so you better not even glance at me as if you know me in front of the other school," I nodded, putting both of my hands on my hips.
"Is that a challenge?" Drew asked, putting on his usual smirk.
"Well, I guess," I grumbled without thinking, trying to go past Drew's arm.
"Then I'll make sure I win," Drew responded, blocking me from going any farther out of the classroom.
Alright, I finally got chapter three out of the way! I hope you enjoyed reading, and I'll update as soon as possible.
