Chapter #8-

Chapter #8- Tears That Fall

They rolled over and continued kissing but then Drew realized he was doing something horribly wrong.

"May….I….I….cant," Drew whispered between kisses. May ignored him until he pulled back.

"I can't," He repeated, turning his head away from her and beginning to stand up.

"No!" May said, yanking him back down and kissing him again. Drew shook his head and pulled away.

"No May…" Drew said, standing up and brushing himself off. "I-I can't do this to Kate. I still love her." And with that, he turned and ran down the street in direction of home.

A tear slid down May's cheek. "Kate….please….take care of him…"

END FLASHBACK

Drew bolted upright quickly causing him to topple out of bed and land on the floor with a "THUD" Groaning, he pulled himself up onto his knees and laid his head on his bedcovers.

"What's wrong with me?" He moaned, thumping his head on his bed continuously. "I love May, not Kate." He shook his head. "No wait! I love Kate not May."

He groaned again and buried his face in his covers. If I love Kate, then why did I kiss May today? And why did I enjoy it?

The dream from the night before, once again, flashed through his mind leaving him more confused then ever.

Getting up off the floor, Drew walked over to his mirror and looked closely at it. A handsome boy between 15-16 years of age stared back at him, gorgeous emerald eyes clouded over with sleepiness, his green hair sticking up in every which direction.

He placed a hand on the mirror and ran it over the reflection, laughing when he caught sight of his hair. He paused when he reached his face. Withdrawing his hand, he placed the fingertips on his lips, almost feeling the pressure of May's there again.

Drew dropped his hand almost instantly. Yawning, he ran the other through his hair.

I should probably get some sleep…He thought, climbing back into bed and lying on his back. Maybe morning will come with a solution to all this.

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Friday morning did come, but later than usual when Drew found he had overslept. Racing across his room, he grabbed his clothes and hurried into the bathroom for his morning shower. After he had finished that, he ran circles around his room, throwing stuff into his book bag and putting on his shoes before he hurtled himself out the door. He ended up being ten minutes late to class.

Tired and sweaty, he walked into the classroom to be greeted by a red-faced teacher. He gulped nervously.

"Sorry I'm late," Drew said, looking straight back into his English teacher's eyes. "I-I overslept."

"Detention," His teacher said simply, turning back to the stack of papers on her desk.

"Huh?" Drew asked, having not heard her clearly.

"DETENTION, MR. ROSIEUR!!" She screamed, slamming a meter stick on the desktop.

"Ok. Gosh, no need to yell," Drew replied, rubbing his ears. There were a few snickers throughout the class. The teacher shot him a dangerous look.

Drew just smirked. "Please, carry on with whatever it was you were doing, before I so rudely interrupted." He then headed to the back of the classroom and took his seat beside Kate.

"That wasn't funny," Kate whispered, as he sat down. "You could've gotten in big trouble."

Drew gave her a skeptical look and shrugged. "So?"

"Well it just so happens, I don't date troublemakers," Kate stated, stubbornly.

Drew winked at her and ran his thumb across her chin. "I'll keep that in mind," He whispered smugly.

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May wasn't at school that day. Drew noticed this first at lunch. The entire period, he craned his neck and searched the cafeteria, looking for even a slight glimpse of her, but no luck.

His theory was proven when she didn't show up to any of the classes after school either, causing Drew to worry. The only time May had ever missed school that year was when her grandfather had had a heart attack and she had to attend the funeral.

God, I hope she's sick and not avoiding me because of yesterday, Drew thought, laying his head on his desk in Spanish and shutting his eyes. I hate it when she avoids me…

After school, Kate met him outside his class so they could walk home together, but Drew shook his head.

"I can't. I have detention, remember?"

"Oh yeah," Kate answered disappointed but then she perked up. "I guess I can walk with May, then."

"She's not here," Drew said, looking down the hall toward her locker as though expecting to see her there. "Hasn't been here at all today."

"Oh pooey!" Kate stomped her feet and pouted. "I guess I'll have to walk home alone then."

"Yeah, sorry about that, Cat," Drew said, pecking her on the cheek. "I got to run. See you later."

"It's okay, baby," Kate smiled, kissing him on the cheek as well. "I'll call you later."

Drew turned, waved, and began to walk down the hall back to his first period class, waiting until Kate was out of eyeshot before wiping hi face with the back of his hand.

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He got out of detention an hour later, but an hour too late in his mind.

As soon as the teacher signaled he could go, Drew dashed out the door and practically ran the entire way May's house. Once he got there, without even taking a breath, he an up the steps and rang the doorbell repeatedly. Seven rings later, a very annoyed Mr. Maple answered the door.

"Is May here?" Drew asked, politely. "Sir?" he added.

Norman jerked his thumb to the stairs behind him. "She's up there, crying. Hasn't been out of her room at all today." He glared down at Drew. "This has something to with you, doesn't it Grass Head?"

Drew took a step back. "N-No, and least I don't think so. I don't know what's been up with May lately, but please, sir, can I see her? I want to know what's wrong." He swallowed and blinked a couple of times.

Norman looked at him, but with a softer expression. Stepping aside, he pulled the door open fully and nodded. "Okay, go on up."

"Thank You," Drew said, gratefully, hurrying past, but Norman caught his shoulder. Drew looked up at him nervously.

"But if you upset my little girl anymore than she is-"

"I won't. I swear," Drew interrupted.

Norman continued, cracking his knuckles menacingly, "But if you do, believe me, you'll wish you'd never been born."

Drew gulped. "Y-Yes sir." Breaking from his grip, Drew ran up the stairs, his foot steps muffled on the carpeted steps.

He paused outside May's door, fist raised, preparing to knock, but the sound of music stopped him. He placed his ear on the door and listened carefully. May's voice as well as a voice on the radio played back to him.

A few moments passed as he stood, listening to the angelic voices blending together, until Drew heard his name.

He backed away, heart racing, thinking over what he had heard. It's just a song, right? It's just a mere coincidence that she's singing to a song with my name in it, right?

After another minute, he slowly placed his ear on the door again.

May's voice cracked with the next set of lyrics, causing tears to slide down his face. Then, May slowly began to sob.

Drew couldn't take it anymore. He backed away from the door and fled down the stairs, May's voice echoing in his head.

"Cuz he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar

The only thing that keeps me wishing

On a wishing star

He's the song in the car I keep singing

Don't know why I do…"

K, as u probably already noticed, this is where the story started off, with May singing and crying with the radio. I wonder where the story is going next. xD Read to find out. Lol.

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