Ivoryline's Be Still and Breathe echoed in the apartment. Drew groaned.
"Fuuuuuuuck." He stretched out the word and readjusted the icepack on his head. "Fuckity fuck."
"Told you that wasn't water." Gary grinned at the assassin in pain. "But noooooo, you just had to get drunk."
"I don't give a damn." Drew cursed, "Just get me more information on her!"
"She goes to school a few miles away from here. Just a few blocks away from my house." Gary said, getting comfortable in Drew's desk chair.
"What's that going to do?" Drew threw the icepack at the wall, where it fell to the ground with a soft thud.
"You are to kill her, remember?" Gary pointed out. "Boss-man already said to enroll you if necessary. And I saw you at the restaurant the other day, you were getting nowhere. It's like being on the 'Go' space on an entire monopoly game."
"If I gave a damn I would be in school. No way in fuck am I going to be in school any time soon."
"Two minutes too late. Already enrolled." Gary snickered as Drew groaned again, mostly from being forced to going to school and the rest for his hangover. Drew rolled over on his leather couch, but sadly, falling to the carpeted floor.
Gary clapped his hands together as Drew stood up.
"So he's not as hung over as I thought he was."
"You dumbass. It was Paul's surprise birthday party. It wasn't me who brought the booze."
"Who cares? If you can steady yourself for more than 3 seconds then you are qualified to go to school." Gary laughed as Drew collapsed on the couch.
"If I had enough brain cells that were fully functioning, I'd kick your ass." Drew muttered.
Gary laughed again.
!&!
She wore a purple strapless dress that flowed all the way to her knees. She wore gladiator sandals that were so thin; she could feel the ground beneath her feet.
Her hair was curled and left down to flow with the breeze in the wind. Her blue irises shone brighter than before. The moon was up high in a crescent shape, but the sky was a soft blue even without the sun's company. Clouds filled the sky to replace the sun's absence.
The sky may have been bright, but the ground in which she stood on was the shade it would have been if it were night. The grass swayed with the wind's rhythmical breaths. The birds in the trees peeked out from the branch they hid behind. Mockingbirds, Blue Jays, Doves, and Cockatoos were populating the trees.
A Mockingbird opened its beak and let out a sound similar to a piano note. Two Blue Jays copied, but a different sounding note came out. The first Mockingbird repeated its note, and followed by the Blue Jays. Other birds joined in the chorus to make a melancholy sounding melody of a piano.
The birds continued to play their melody as a guitar began to strum away with the beat.
Come with me,
So you could finally see,
That last piece of hope,
You stole from me.
May turned her head, looking around for whoever's voice sang through the air. The birds only played their piano notes.
I'll take it back
Now if you please
Leave this place
Never come back
Maybe I have cracked
Maybe I'm already broken
Maybe I found my superglue
Maybe I found a new friend.
May turned around once more, and noticed the tree stump where a girl her age sat cross-legged on, holding an acoustic guitar, making careful note of the hand position in the bridge.
This girl was Dawn.
I want her back
That girl lost in my heart
To get out of your twisted maze
Because that girl is—
Dawn immediately stopped singing, and the birds stopped their song.
"Me…" Dawn whispered, even though the sound traveled through the grassy landscape clearly.
Dawn sniffled and a tear fell from her right eye. She cupped her face and sobbed into her hands, as if that was the last thing she could have had to hold on to for company.
May suddenly realized the power that this was a dream. She felt it in her gut. That this was Dawn, the sad and lonely Dawn nobody saw because she was strong.
And every strong person has a mask made to cover the sad face in Sharpie left in your soul.
"Keep singing." May said.
Dawn looked up, startled, and began to sob even more. May hurried to Dawn and held her in a tight hug.
"Don't worry." May whispered, "I'm here."
!&!
Man did May hate Mondays. Not only would she have a psychic dream before school, but she just wasn't a Monday person.
May made her way to her computer and stuck the CD Paul had given her in the CD player.
Error! Disk not read.
Eject?
No. Retry.
Another error message appeared on the screen.
She retried one last time until she gave up.
This disk was worthless at the moment. Definitely need a new CD reader.
Definitely.
!&!
The hangover wasn't much better the next day for Drew. Gary decided to spike his pediasure too, so it was only slightly better with the handful of Aleve he had the day before.
He still looked like shit though. But if he looked like shit, it was pretty hot shit.
"Hurry uuuup." Gary complained as Drew fixed his shirt.
He wore a green collared plaid button up, only with the buttons unbuttoned, a white undershirt, dark wash jeans, black converse and a chain around two belt loops. Drew ruffled his hair once more in the mirror and turned back at his impatient co-worker.
"I'm the one with a hangover you douche." Drew mumbled as he walked passed Gary and through the door to his car. Gary followed loosely behind; double checking the door was locked behind him.
Gary climbed in the back seat with Drew, and put his seatbelt, not wanting to hear another complaint from Drew.
Drew unlocked his door and shuffled in.
"It's bad enough that I have to go to school. But now I have to drive you to the school we're both enrolling in." Drew muttered, "And I'm driving with a hangover!"
Drew put the car in ignition and drove towards the destination. Of course though, he took another Aleve.
!&!
May patiently waited outside Misty's house, for the red-head to come out.
But no, you could hear her having an argument with her sisters even from across the street.
"THAT IS NOT ASH! IT'S MAY! DON'T YOU SEE THE CHICK IN THE CAR ABOUT TO HONK HER HORN?" Misty's voice rang to May's convertible.
A soft voice echoed through the empty streets, obviously Daisy, but was inaudible to May's hearing.
Suddenly, a fuming Misty with her face as red as her fiery hair, stomped out of the house, slamming the door behind her. May flinched at the loud, unexpected noise.
Misty continued her way angrily across the street, not bothering to check for any passing cars. She went to the side of the vehicle and propped open the passenger side door. She climbed in and threw her backpack in the back row.
"I am so gonna kill my sisters if it's the last thing I ever do." Misty fumed as she put on her seatbelt. May changed the gears and drove towards the school.
"What did they do this time?" May asked, even though she already knew.
"They had this weird feeling that a chick with brown hair and blue eyes looks like Ash in a convertible." Misty said, spitting out every word.
"Take a breather, you have swimming today for PE anyhow. Which, may I remind you, is first period?" May glanced at Misty through her eyelashes and shook her head, returning her attention to the road.
"That won't help, considering Leaf told us there were going to be newbies today." Misty scowled, and reached over to turn on the radio to the classic rock station.
"How does she figure that out, anyway?" May asked as she slowed down for an upcoming red light. She recognized The Beatle's Here Comes the Sun.
Oh, the pitiful irony.
"She's vice of the student body. Practically would run the place if she hadn't went for vice." Misty said, lying back in the seat.
"Actually, she does. She plans it all out. What to do, how to do it…" May trailed off, picking up her speed to go.
"But it's the president who chooses what to do. She's just left with the options already chosen." Misty frowned. What could she do? She was only on the swim team. Major steps below the student council.
"She's stuck showing noobs around too. Which makes them automatically think it's okay to sit and eat lunch with us." May recalled the last new student, and how he followed them everywhere, even walking them to their classes just so he would look as if he had friends.
"It better not happen this time. If it does, I'm giving all my lunch to Ash. Just so they won't comment about how food won't make me look thinner." They both remembered the memory of how one student called them all fat for eating lunch.
Let's just say that she couldn't have made a bigger mistake in calling a water-freak, a gypsy, and the Vice President fat.
Atleast, when you weigh more than them combined.
May pulled in to her usual parking space—an empty space kept safe for her by the front of the school.
That's called having the privilege of having a friend on student council.
"I found Leaf." Misty was halfway taking off her seatbelt when she spotted the brunette looking sleepy. Her usual bright face was lacking her usual vibrant, glowing smile, she had faint bags under her eyes, and her hair was in a messy ponytail. She wore a black tank top, dark wash skinny jeans, a pair of black Vans, and a thin white jacket. She rubbed her eyes and leaned on the flagpole—the usual spot for meeting new kids.
Misty and May spared a quick glance at each other before stretching out to the backseat to retrieve their messenger bags. May grabbed the keys and stuffed them in her shorts pocket before exiting the car with Misty accompanying her.
They made a quick pace to Leaf, trying to be there for the friend who worked her ass of day and night for this school. Misty and May engulfed her in a quick hug before taking out her ponytail. May worked on a quick braid on the side of her face as Misty took out her water-proof cosmetics.
Of course, it only took minutes. These were girls after all.
Leaf was already used to this treatment. They would always see her at her worst, like today, and immediately work on how she looked. And she only looked bad on days like these—new kid days.
May tied her thin braid with a tiny black rubber band and began to work on her ponytail she planned on giving the girl. Misty was equally as busy trying to apply eyeliner without having Leaf close to falling asleep.
A snicker was heard behind the girls, as the girls finished the last of their work.
"You can't spell finish with out is." Leaf recognized the voice and turned around, coming face-to-face with Gary Oak.
"As in 'Is school over yet?'" Drew completed after Gary. May turned to face Drew.
"Not it!" May and Leaf yelled at the same time. The two looked at Misty.
"Sorry, swim meet before school. Gotta hit the water." Misty gave a sheepish grin before retreating to the swimming pool. May and Leaf looked at each other before at the two assassins.
A/N: Hey guys. Wassup? I worked semi-hard on this chapter today. And I might not update a lot this summer. I have a lot on my plate this summer about completing an original story with my friends and it's just taking too damn long for them to email me back what I need. So while that's going on, I could try to update, add a few cliffhangers, hide from angry mobs. And hell.
I could throw an End of the World Party.
Alrighty. I double-checked everything, so if I missed something in any chapter, let me know and I'll fix it as fast as I can.
Any question and/or comments can be left in a review.
And somebody asked me the idea of this story and where it came from. Well I'll be honest here.
I got the idea off the song Gypsy Woman by Anarbor while I was listening to my music blare in my ears on full blast while going through the candy isle.
And that same somebody asked me how I got my creative juices flowing too, since I sometimes have problems getting words written down.
My secret is a toasted Peanut Butter Banana Sandwich and a spazz of Coke.
Anyhoo~~ R&R