Summer! I have come up with a solution to my lazy updating! I will update every single freaking week! Although, I have a question for you guys. Should I update this story one week and then Greek Guys the next? Or should I just update this until it's finished? Review your answer because I'm too lazy to make a poll, plus I need the one I have now…

Chapter 13

Marina's gift idea had been thrown down a garbage shoot, buried into a pile of trash, and then decomposed into the earth's soil. There was absolutely nothing left from them. Fanatics of the group were insane about purchasing every last item. May had found one thing, but the bidding at the time had already tripled her spending money. If she went to check now, well, she would fathom that people were a little too serious about their entertainment.

May was currently roaming the mall (again) trying to find a perfect gift, though; she went to the music store to see if anything Queen was there. There wasn't anything that Marina didn't already have. May went to the food court for a sandwich and maybe some ice cream.

"May, I always knew you were secretly fattening up yourself," Drew's egoistic voice came in while May had taken a large bite of her everything sandwich.

"Ooo?" May swallowed again before trying.

"Drew? You almost gave me a heart attack." May breathed out a heavy sigh. Drew always tended to pop out of nowhere.

"Not really sure about you, but I happen to celebrate Christmas. I'm doing this thing called gift shopping for them. May, sometimes I feel I should be concerned on how much you're unaware of," Drew tested with a hint of arrogance in his voice.

"I happen to know what that is!" Real smooth, as if anyone didn't.

"You do? Congrats, would you like a gold star?"

May glared, she swore he wrote a script for every comeback, so he couldn't ever lose in their conversations. What a pain in the posterior.

"Don't worry; I wasn't going to embarrass you all day. I was going to invite you to join me in shopping for people," Drew invited nonchalantly.

"This isn't like you…" May squinted her eyes in suspicion. Maybe he didn't know what to buy for them or maybe he didn't like shopping, as guys typically didn't shop. Whatever the reason, it was a little suspicious. May decided to venture the large building with him. It was awkward, May realized. If Drew didn't tease her, then they didn't have anything to talk about.

It was starting to get boring. Right foot, then left foot. Right foot, then left foot. She swung her arm a little until eventually she was like a child hanging onto their parents' arms while they swung a little. May's arm accidently brushed Drew's and she stopped awkwardly, he let out a snort.

"What?"

"Nothing." May shoved him for his cryptic answer. He let out a scoff.

"What now?!" She was starting to lose her patience. Why had she agreed?

"Nothing." This time May let out an angry sigh.

"Drew, where are we going?" May said after a long pause of awkwardness.

"Here," He replied. The store front had the sign, Tats and Piercings for sale. 10% off! May's left eye twitched. He was going to get a tattoo or piercing? Drew let out a loud laugh.

"Your face was priceless. We're actually going here." Drew scoffed. He motioned next to the tattoo parlor and toward a more teenager-like store, Labeled 10. For some odd reason, most of the stores teenagers shopped at didn't tend to make any sense.

"I didn't know you actually shopped at places that normal people go to," May commented a little shocked. She had always thought of Drew as an otherworldly being.

"Do you think I'm an alien? If I'm not mistaken, I'm a normal person." Drew rolled his green eyes. May didn't answer; it would have been a big blow to her intelligence if she admitted that she did think he was an alienated being.

"Let's go in, I want to see if I can find something for my friend," May cheered changing the subject to avoid further embarrassment. Drew only shook his head and followed in. Inside the store was exactly how you'd expect a teenage store. There were lots of headless mannequins wearing outfits that only looked good until you tried it on yourself. May even went to look at a sweater on a mannequin, but walked away seeing the price. That was another thing, stores at the mall were ridiculously priced, and it was no wonder Poke Tech students bought from the mall.

"For your friend? It's only a week until Christmas. Good luck," Drew said.

"Well, I know what she likes, but it's kind of hard to get this one thing…" May looked down.

"And what is this thing exactly? There's a chance I could help look for it, after all. I'm not completely useless," Drew joked.

"Actually… I'm not completely sure what one thing I want to get for her. She really likes the band, Queen. Although, it's practically impossible to find anything she doesn't have," May confessed. It was odd, really. She hadn't mentioned this problem to any of her other friends, yet here she was telling Drew about it.

"That's easy. I think I have some fancy album signed by every band member from the new ones to the older ones. Apparently my grandpa met all of them. He's big on music; he's got Beatles, Beethoven, MJ, even Taylor Swift." Drew rolled his emerald eyes at the last one.

"Are you serious? I can have it? Really?"

"I didn't say that. Although, I guess I could part with it…" Drew's voice had a hint of deviousness to it.

"Wait. You're not going to make me do something horrible, right?"

"Am I some kind of alien thug to you?" Yes.

"No. I just don't trust you," May retorted.

"Wow. Thanks for that confidence booster; I guess you could kiss that precious album goodbye." He had a good point, but would it be worth it. Drew was just, just so mischievous with everything.

After a moment she gave in, "Fine. What do you want for it?"

"Good question. I'll think about it, but after I'm done. I guess we could go pick it up. By the time I'm done, I'll probably have an idea of what I want."

"It's amazing how psychic I am, I was almost spot on. I know exactly what I want. I need you to come to Lisa's birthday party. It's three days after Christmas. Her crazy friend somehow ended up making enough preparations for an entire continent, so we need someone who can eat their fill." Insulting her and inviting her at the same time. Classic Drew.

"Are you calling me fat?" May growled and smacked him.

"I'm calling you denser in the physical body than the average one," Drew commented. May wasn't sure what that exactly meant, but it sounded rude. Drew walked in and out of his house in a matter of minutes. In his right hand was a small plastic bag containing the album with the autographs.

"How did you dad even get this? It must be worth a million dollars," May asked as she took it out to see if he had been bluffing. It wasn't a lie, the front and back covers were filled with autographs of the band members.

"Not sure if you've realized this yet, but my family's loaded. Just like most people who go to Poke Tech." Drew's voice came as another tease. May wasn't quite sure how she hadn't attempted to kill him at least once.

"Anyway, can you drop me off? I think I had something to do back home," May lied. She really couldn't stand to spend another moment with him.

"I already know you want to stuff your face more. Let's go," Drew poked. Well, that was it. She snapped.

"Drew! Honestly, I swear on Arceus's name. I will kill you!" May growled at him.

"Good luck with that. Hey, look is that Simon?" May looked over to where Drew had motioned toward. He quickly went behind her and grabbed hold of her neck with an arm.

"I guess I win. You'd be dead first," Drew said letting go. May gave a confused look, and then it dawned on her that he was just teasing again.

"That was a cheap shot," She protested.

"Not really. Simon really is over there." True enough, Simon was walking towards them.

"May are you dating Drew or something? This is suspicious," Simon teased. May blushed furiously.

"As if!" May's face was hot with anger and embarrassment.

"Simon can you take her home? I have to get some presents wrapped," Drew asked ignoring Simon's bluff.

"Yeah, but you owe me. I was about to ask if you wanted to hang with us, but I'm going to take that as a no." Simon shrugged.

"Right, thanks. Bye." Drew got into his car and drove off.

"May, you're going to have to guide me," Simon said. May nodded and got into his car. Another fancy sports car that May didn't bother to identify.

"So why were you at Drew's?"

"I was just helping him shop for Christmas," May answered.

"Well, that's too bad. Drew would really loosen up if he had a girlfriend," Simon replied.

"That's not going to happen. What about you and Lisa?" Now May was finally going to have some fun.

"Right… Well, she's kind of oblivious for a genius." He signed in response.

"How long have you known each other?"

"I've known her for about 4 years, but she's known me for about 3."

"Wait. What?"

"I'll explain. You see…"

BRRRIIINNNG!

Hoenn Middle School had just let out. An adolescent boy of 13 had worn an unzipped jacket, he had left it in his locker for long enough. It was starting to stink, plus it was the middle of spring. Simon rushed from his locker to try and exit the school. Then suddenly a girl, at the time a tad shorter than him had bumped into him.

"Sorry," She said trying to get through. Simon raised his brow, he knew this chick.

"Lisa, was it?" She looked up with squinted eyes. She felt a Class A stalker coming along.

"Yeah, do I know you?"

"I do happen to be your neighbor, sort of. You know, that house on your other side," Simon described.

"Oh, right! Well, nice to meet you, but I have somewhere to be. Hey, did I get a scratch from your zipper?" Indeed there was a small scratch on her cheek. Well, she could check off being injured by a zipper on her list of embarrassing injuries.

"Yeah there is one, sorry," Simon apologized.

"Nah, I've been scratched by a pen this week, too. See?" She lifted her arm to show him a red line running along near her arm. Simon wasn't sure to laugh or tell her she needed to be more careful, but he leaned more toward the first option.

"You're kind of fragile aren't you?"

"Nope! I happen to have survived being spit on by some weirdo making gun noises, splashed with mud that smells like garbage, scratching up half of my entire body by tripping over a pebble smaller than my pinky nail, and now these two." Lisa's voice was really optimistic and Simon wasn't sure what to do about what he had just heard. Though, she did peak his interest.

"You know, you really shouldn't tell people these kinds of things. They might be embarrassing," Simon replied.

"So? If I was embarrassed about these kinds of things then I'd be embarrassed about everything I did. I'm not exactly good at being graceful and majestic like a unicorn." This chick really did peak his interest.

"And how exactly do you know if they're majestic if they're not real?"

"Well, if you meet one, then please show me and prove me wrong," Lisa replied with a shrug.

"…And that's pretty much how we met." Simon shrugged as if it were a typical meeting, which judging by how Lisa acted, it was pretty accurate.

"You really remember everything about this day, huh?" May was shocked; she couldn't even place the day Misty was adopted, which should've been a pretty important day. Although, to be fair she had been one, as if most people could say they remembered their entire lives.

"Well, that's not saying much. Lisa and Felicity remember the first day they met and even the specific date," Simon answered.

"How long have they known each other?" It seemed like the two were fraternal twins at times.

"I've known her since I could remember, but for Lisa it's about the 3 years," Simon responded.

"Really, I feel like they're closer?" she said.

"Um, if I remember…"

"I didn't know you knew Felicity. She's really shy," Simon said to Lisa as the two got ready to run the 50 yard dash. Apparently they wanted to see how fast they could run.

"She seems kind of sad. I just want to give her a hug, y'know?" Simon understood Felicity always refused to sit at lunch with them. Not only that, but whenever the option to work with a partner was offered, Felicity seldom actually worked with someone. She only accepted if someone had asked, but even so. They were always the quiet, awkward ones that didn't say anything. It was a tad depressing. You know that one person that was socially awkward and didn't talk to anyone else other than their friends, but in this case. Felicity had none.

Sure, she lived close to Lisa and Simon, but she didn't have any classes with them, lonesome to one with Lisa.

"I guess that's true. It's a little sad to see people like Felicity," Simon answered.

"Right? That's why I have to become her friend. I used to be like that, too. I didn't start making friends until 5th grade. I can't let that poor girl suffer like that," Lisa said with determined eyes. Simon sighed; it was so typical of her to do the most random of things.

"It's the same with Drew, too. I guess we need to up our game," Simon said.

As a few weeks went by, Lisa persistently bugged Felicity until she agreed to work the next project and sit with her at lunch for at least a week. As she said best, "I think I deserve points for being skilled at annoying the crap out of someone." As for what the points actually were, she had no clue. It just sounded good, so she went with it, maybe they could be life points.

Simon failed miserably; Drew was insanely good at being alone. He even gave off a strange eerie aura. Drew had suspected such things would happen if he was alone all the time, so he prepared himself. Anything Simon threw at him, Drew would twist into his favor. He was sly and that infuriated Lisa. After recruiting Felicity, she swore an oath to recruit him, too.

As their first middle school year ended, summer came and passed. The beginning of their second year began, Lisa was ready. She had found out the first day that she had two classes with him and Simon had three. She wasn't quite sure why Drew didn't take honors classes; he was so skilled at academics. It was a waste, really.

As Lisa's plan to bug Drew out of his mind occurred, Simon went on his own little annoy Drew fest. Drew, a teen who had enjoyed his peaceful summer at his cousin's house, now had to look every corner to make sure those things were at bay. He had sworn if he saw them for another second, he would need to snap one of their necks. Why couldn't they just respect him in his peaceful state?

He hated to admit it, but he didn't have the guts to skip school. That's why every day he would wake up on time, get ready on time, and get to school on time. His attendance was perfect; there wasn't a single day he missed. He even checked his school calendar often to make sure during holidays he wasn't missing a thing. Heck, he even considered taking advanced classes, but he didn't particularly like extra work, plus it's not like his grades even counted toward college.

After a week or so more of the aggravation from the two, he decided one lunch wouldn't hurt. He was wrong, so wrong. They had roped him in and soon enough no matter where he hid, they would find him, and sit next to him. Simon and Lisa had cheered, while Felicity was there just being her. She had annoyed Drew the very least.

"Somehow, I'm not even surprised this is how you all became friends."

"Well, I had to read some of Drew's journal to get some details-"

"Wait. Drew has a journal? That's priceless," May laughed. Out of everything May had thought Drew might be secretly hiding, she really hadn't expected him to have a journal. Now thoughts wondering if Drew wrote in it daily, if there were any juicy secrets, or anything other than his outer mysterious façade.

"Not really, I'm pretty sure a robot could tell more interesting stories. I think he honestly looks up every word in the thesaurus and uses the most complicated form. I couldn't get past a sentence without having to look up more than half the words. There's no way I'm touching that thing again, I'd rather read my English textbook." May sighed, that got her hopes up for nothing. She was hoping Drew was secretly hiding some kind of girlish desire. Though, that had been unreasonable in the first place, May had really hoped it had been true.

After dropping May off, Simon drove back to his house. He had forgotten how much fun middle school had been with the three. He had even liked Lisa back then. It was a fast love, too fast for anyone to take him seriously, but here he was. His feelings were unaltered and he was still chasing after someone that might never return their feelings back. Pointless? Possibly, but maybe if he tried hard enough, they might get to her.

Too bad she was oblivious to everything. Felicity wasn't a help either. Back in the day, she had clung onto Lisa like a newborn. It was as if, Lisa was her life support, that didn't open any chances for Simon to zone in on the kill. It was hard as it is, he really didn't appreciate the huge roadblock that was smaller than he was. He really loved Felicity as a sister, but that was the problem. Siblings tended to annoy you not matter the circumstances.

Then there was Drew, the scumbag actually knew of his feelings and what had he done to aid? He purposely did nothing, which was the biggest roadblock. Lisa absolutely hated it when Drew and Felicity got into any sort of depression and did everything within her power to help them. Simon didn't particularly want them to be depressed, but when Lisa got like she did, she didn't think about anything, but.

Lisa was the main problem. She simply didn't think obtaining a boyfriend; much less a date was important. She simply didn't prioritize things like that over her grades. She had even once bluntly told Simon, "I don't need something as weird as a boyfriend because let's face it, I'm not exactly mature enough for one. Plus, I'd probably end up treating them like a friend."

So to be frank, she would friendzone them to no end. Lisa was really a child when it came to mature things such as dating. She simply couldn't care less; she really thought friends were more important. Although that was great for life goals, it made Simon's goal so much harder. Why was she so stubborn? Simon sighed as he got into his house. It was time to take a really long break from it all and just chill.

The moment May got home, she took note of the small plastic bag in her grasp containing Marina's perfect present. It was odd; usually when something went right her first reaction was to be bursting with energy. It was even Christmas in a week, so why was she so excited, yet she didn't have an ounce of energy. Plus, she felt like she needed to be freaking out about looking for a present for Drew.

Was that odd?

Maybe the next day she would find something for him, after all she had a week, right? Although, it was the same thing for Marina, she had no idea what kinds of things he liked. Plus, they weren't exactly best friends that hung out a lot, so May really couldn't just enter his house on a simple request. Maybe she would just get him something simple.

May sighed, whatever, it was a future problem of the future. With that being decided May had made sure all her presents for everyone was safe, she didn't want anyone peeking in and ruining the surprise.

"May, I feel like we haven't done anything in forever. Let's go do something like tubing. Remember the first time we went together? You were scared to go down the big hill, and I had to make you," Misty kidded.

"Uh huh, but you were the one that almost peed her pants on the way there. You were so excited," May poked back.

"Touché."

"Tubing does sound like fun, maybe we could go on Christmas. We haven't been in forever, huh?" May remembered one time going down a hill she accidently fell out of the tube. The workers were a bit mad when they learned of this. It's not like she had meant to fall out like a total idiot.

"Maybe, if we have time for it. We're already planning on having a huge dinner, meeting family, visiting home, so maybe afterwards," Misty answered. May sighed; she'd completely forgotten that she was going home. Now she needed to contact her friends that she wasn't going to be able to meet up with them for even an hour on Christmas like they had originally planned.

"When did you guys plan all this?"

"I think you were with your friends, mom argued that we should wait for you to plan out Christmas, but you were late, so we had to do it without you," Misty replied. Ouch. That hurt, they planned it without her? No one wanted to wait until they were all together?

"Why didn't you guys just wait for me?" May felt her fists clench involuntarily.

"Mom and dad needed to do things. They get busy around the Christmas time, especially. Dad needed to make sure the gym was closed so no one tried to battle him and mom needed to make sure all last minute orders were done, apparently there were more Christmas parties than expected," Misty retorted.

"Well, then why not during dinner or something?" May growled at her. It'd been a while since they fought.

"May the world doesn't revolve around you, if you can't even separate from your model friends to do something with us, then that's your loss," Misty argued back.

"Is that why you didn't wait? Was it because you don't like my friends?" May was screaming now.

"As if! You just can't seem to separate from them! They're not that great, you know?" Misty's face was full of anger.

"Whatever! You're just jealous!" May felt like crying.

"Misty! May! What are you two fighting about?" Caroline had ran as fast as she could when she heard the first of the yelling.

"Whatever!" Misty stormed up the stairs to her room to take a shower long enough to fill an ocean.

"I just-argh!" May stormed into her room, which was also up the stairs. Christmas wasn't supposed to be like this, so why was this happening?

Remember what I said? Review for your opinion! Also, I finally added some kind of conflict. God, was this getting old... Anyway, sorry for the insane amount of break lines, but I couldn't think of any other way to tell you some past memories.

~TDF~