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This chapter is late by a day again. I'm so sorry! Tuesday night, someone pulled my laptop charger and my laptop died. ): so it was gone! I was in the middle of ikarishipping, too. At least I remember what I wrote. (:

Yeah, I really wanted to rid Brendan. He annoys me, in my other story Mistakes I didn't use him since he really bothered me. And in another one of my stories, Feelings, he died. LOL, I'm cruel, tell me more. I can't help it, I love Drew!

Eh, I never really read over my chapters after I complete them. It's like, ugh, I wish someone could do this for me. LOL. I mean, my readers would know what I mean, right? And NO I am NOT LAZY I just don't do it. I should start rereading my chapters before I publish them, huh?

Chapter fourteen! Woot!

Disclaimer: I do not own Zoey's skill of doing Dawn's hair.

November 1

As May danced with Drew, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed since there were tons of people watching them. Either because May was famous and some guys also wanted to dance with her or Drew's fangirls were angry at May and wanted to kill her. Sometimes May forgot Drew was famous. "Relax," Drew said, trying to flip his hair without his fingers.

May gave him an angry look and flicked his hair for him. She ended up flicking his forehead in the process, and she giggled afterwards. She set her hand back on his and Drew was nearly pouting. "Aw, sorry, baby cabbage," May said, giving him a sorry look. "I didn't mean too, it's just that your hair was starting to bother me." The watchers around them started to laugh, Drew didn't have a comeback.

Drew's fingers on May's waist started to wiggle, moving faster and faster. He was tickling her. May was giggling and she stepped on his foot with her heel. "Ow," Drew grumbled, immediately stopping the tickling. "Geez, you're a mad woman."

"Excuse me," May said, smirking. This time, I win.

"Don't get too full of yourself," Drew said, as if he read her mind. May looked a little shocked, and the question 'how did you know?' was written all over her face. "I know you, May, a little too well."

"Yeah, way too much," the brunette grumbled, the two doing a twirl. May took Drew's hat and set it on her head, making the crowd applaud. "Now they all know it's you."

"I'm pretty sure they already knew," he said, making May roll her eyes playfully. The song stopped and the two stopped. He was staring at her, deeply looking into her eyes. People around them started to leave. He quickly pushed his lips against hers, making May widened her eyes. Drew didn't let her push him away; he was pushing her towards him. May struggled and she stepped on his foot with her heel. "Ow!"

"Why'd you do that?" she yelled. "You only do that to the girl you like."

Drew likes May, so there wasn't a problem. But she didn't know that, he didn't want to say it, yet. "Sorry," Drew said teasingly. "Was that your first kiss?" May glared.

"JERK!"

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"Why aren't you talking to me?" Dawn grumbled. Paul was lethargically dancing. "It's like you don't want to dance."

"That's because I don't want to," Paul simply answered. Dawn didn't reply after that, she just pouted. When the song ended, Dawn let go of his hands and walked away. "Where are you going?" Paul asked. Dawn turned around, and she looked at him in shock. Paul was shocked too, but he didn't show it. He was also confused at why he would ask that.

Dawn glared. "Well, you obviously don't wanna dance so I'll just find someone else." As she walked away, Lina approached Paul and tapped his shoulder. "And you have a girlfriend so you could care less about me," she mumbled in a barely audible voice.

"Hey," Lina said, smiling warmly. Paul had to keep himself from grunting or rolling his eyes. He didn't respond, but Lina ignored that fact. "Sorry, I couldn't find you. I guess I was hanging with my friends." He nodded. "What are you doing on the dance floor? Dancing alone?"

"No, I went to get food," Paul lied.

Dawn heard that. She just stormed away, and she bumped into someone. "I'm sorry," she said, looking at the teenage boy with blond hair. He turned to look at her and she paled. "Crap. I'm so sorry." It looks like she bumped into a grumpy dude. He grabbed her wrist. "I said I'm sorry!"

"No, Dawn," he started. Paul glared at the unknown boy. He was dancing with Lina, but his eyes were on Dawn's. Lina didn't notice yet since she was currently looking at her fingernails. She felt she could've done better with them.

"What?" Dawn asked.

"It's me Barry," Barry said. When Dawn heard that, she slapped his hand away and tried to get away. He was faster; he took her hands and made her face him. "Geez, just give me another chance! I don't even remember why were mad at each other!" Of course he wouldn't, Dawn thought. She didn't give a crap, she continued to struggle his grasp. "One more chance, just dance with him. If you seriously hate me, then I'll give up on you after."

Dawn hesitated. It's not like she could make Barry get away. He's strong as shit. Paul is with Lina… that thought made Dawn so upset. "Fine, whatever," she said. "Just loosen up your hold, will ya?" Barry chucked softly and led her to the dance floor.

Paul saw that. He wished he didn't. Lina noticed Paul wasn't listening to her talk, nor was he looking at her, and he also wasn't into the dancing. "Paul, what are you looking at?" Lina asked. Paul didn't answer, Lina assumed he didn't hear her since the music was so loud. "Paul, what are you looking at?" she asked once more in a louder voice.

He turned to her. "Nothing," he answered. Now he was looking at her, but his disposition was annoyed. "What?" Paul said, noticing how Lina was looking at him. She was glaring.

"What's up with you?" Lina asked. "You're not looking at me. You were looking at something—or should I say someone."

"It was probably your imagination," Paul said. Lina leaned up and kissed his lips. He didn't respond or react. When Dawn saw that, she felt angry. She continued to talk with Dawn, fake happiness written all over her face. "What?" he said again. Lina wasn't happy.

"You're not paying attention to me!" she exclaimed. "Even when I kiss you, you don't react. What are you looking at?" Lina wanted her personality to be happy, nice, cute and slightly popular. She also wanted a boyfriend. Why Paul? He's just a jerk. But that would be great if a coldhearted boy opened up to me.

Paul rolled his eyes. "Quit being bitchy."

Lina's jaw dropped. He just called her a bitch. He just called me a bitch! "I'm not," Lina started calmly. "What makes you think that, Paul? Sorry."

"You're complaining," Paul said. "I don't have to look at you every second of my life."

Lina glared. "I'm sorry, I just didn't want you to be looking at some girl!" she yelled. Paul smirked. "I-I-I'm sorry for raising my voice," she stammered. She didn't want Paul to think she was an annoying girl. That was the last thing she wanted.

Paul's smirk remained. "What if I told you I was looking at another girl? I knew you would be angry and complain."

"That's how you see me?" Lina asked, making Paul shrug. She let go of his hands and glared. "Whatever, Paul! I'm finished with you! You're just a cold jerk who won't listen to me!" she glared at him and walked away angrily.

Funny. That's what his previous ex-girlfriends said when they broke up with him. He's just a coldhearted jerk. Paul turned and saw Dawn wasn't there. His eyes scanned the room and he saw Dawn with him again. Dawn was pouting, making the man unknown to Paul laugh. "Fuck this," Paul mumbled. He wanted to go over to Dawn. He wanted to make her pout; he loves her pout, because it's so cute. He wanted to bring Dawn to the dance floor and talk to her.

For once, he felt that he could do anything. To make this worse, it was because of a girl. He couldn't do what he wanted to do.

And that made Dawn so angry.

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Misty and Ash were leaning against the wall since Ash started to get tired of dancing so much. They were dancing, laughing, talking, teasing and arguing. "Want to get something to eat?" Ash asked, jerking his thumb towards the food table. "I think they just put out brownies."

"Okay," Misty said.

"You can wait here if you want," Ash suggested. "You're probably tired from dancing."

Misty smirked and shook her head. "No way. I'm not tired. Ash, I'm a strong woman. I've done worse." Ash laughed and the two walked to the food table. Misty took two brownies while Ash took a plate so he can help himself with loads of brownies. Misty looked at him in disgust. "Ash, how can you eat that much? That's like disgusting."

He shrugged. "I'm fine."

"Dude, don't eat that much, you're gonna get sick," Misty said in a worried voice.

Ash liked how Misty cared for him, but she always took care of him like a child. Ash took her hand and brought her outside. Ash sighed in frustration. He grabbed her hand and dragger her outside. They weren't alone outside; there were couples outside making out. Misty felt embarrassed in the scene, since it looked like they were a couple. It's not like she minded it, she was a little happy. He held her hand and the two kept walking until they were alone. "Misty, what do you see me as?" he asked, causing Misty to blush. "A little brother? A child? Someone to take care of? Best friend? Friend? Childhood friend?"

"Huh?" Misty said. She wasn't looking at him; she had to look down at the ground. She wouldn't dare to let Ash see her flushed face. "Why are you asking me that?"

Ash shoved his hands in his tux's pockets and blushed. "I don't know," Ash said. "I mean, you're always taking care of me. And I want to feel like a man, instead of having the girl I like take care of me…" Misty's face was now as red as her hair. Ash widened his eyes. "Damn! I thought of a perfect way to confess too…" he said in an embarrassed tone.

If these two were spotted, they would be noted as an 'Idiot Couple.' All they were doing was blushing at each other's questions and acting all awkward. Misty knew Ash needed time to rethink his, erm, confession. Questions were running through Misty's mind: why did you come to the dance with Melody? Is that why you were acting mature? How long have you liked me? Do you still not know I like you? Misty had to ask the first question. "Why did you go to the dance with Melody?"

"Well first of all, she asked me," Ash said. "And didn't you come with Rudy? So I couldn't ask you."

"What?" Misty exclaimed. "I didn't come with him. I came with my friends as singles." Misty could just imagine Rudy lying to Ash. "That bastard. I'm gonna kill him later."

"He was lying?" Ash said, grinning. Misty nodded. "Awesome. He said that you confessed to him and stuff and you guys were going out…"

Misty glared. "That guy is going to get a taste of my anger." The two laughed and soon they were standing there awkwardly again. They weren't looking at each other; wouldn't that make their heart explode, right? Misty was dying to hear that confession Ash thought of. "Do you remember what you were gonna say yet?"

"Yeah," Ash said. "In kindergarten, I was surprised a girl would be friends with me. I was always the kid who likes playing in mud, miss their mom, say stupid jokes and sing during nap time." Misty grinned. "I know, isn't it funny? We were such close friends, especially since your mom and mine are best friends." Misty nodded. "So we were still friends. I was stupid when it came to love. In fifth grade when we had to do a play of Sleeping Beauty, you were the princess. I was really angry when Rudy was the prince, but I felt so relieved that you two didn't have to kiss." She laughed, Ash ended being the witch. "You were the only girl I was close too. In seventh grade, I realized I like you."

I realized I liked you in fifth grade… Misty thought.

"I still like you," Ash said. "When you told me you wanted to become a singer since you had an opportunity to have a record label, I was so shocked. I thought you would be a swimmer or something. I didn't want guys to notice you, especially since you were so pretty. I expected you'd go out with another famous guy, so I went out with a girl. But it didn't work out since I only have eyes for you Misty."

"Ash, it sounds like you're gonna propose to me," Misty said, her face completely red again.

He laughed. "Do you want me to?" Misty's eyes widened. "I'm kidding," he says, laughing again. "I would though! But I'm too young. So Misty, can you be my girlfriend?"

"Yeah," Misty said, making Ash smile. "Cuz I like you too. But…" she kissed him, and he was caught off guard. After a couple seconds, he kissed her back with everything he had. When they pulled apart, out of breath, Misty smirked. "You might wanna man up, Ash."

"Just wait, Mist," Ash said, stealing a kiss from her.

-»«-

"Seriously who are you?" Leaf asked again. "We've been talking and dancing for like twenty minutes and you still won't tell me your name! Do I know you? Have we met before?" Gary chuckled. "C'mon, you seem so familiar?"

"Guess who I am," Gary suggested.

Leaf pouted and Gary couldn't help but smile; he loves it when she pouts, just like every other man. "Um, Mike?" Leaf said. Gary shook his head. "Luke? Dan? Kevin? Wilson? Cory? Peter? Sean?" Gary shook his head. Who the hell are these guys? "I don't know."

Why won't she guess my name? "Keep trying. Name every single guy you know."

"Tom?" Leaf started. Those were all the guys she knew, besides her family and Gary. She had no choice. "Gary?"

"Correct-o," Gary said. Leaf looked at him in shock. How could she not recognize his fake voice? He lifts his mask and winks at her. He pulled it back down and Leaf lifted his hat. "What's wrong, Leafy?" tears leaked out of her eyes and she dug her face in his chest. "Sorry. Can we be together again?"

"What happened?" Leaf said. "Why did you—"

Gary thought for a moment. "Well, let's just say I 'rid' some people and things were fine." Leaf rolled her eyes. He stroked her hair. "Do you forgive me?"

"Well," Leaf started. She pushed him away and glared. "No!" she yelled. "Try again, mister!"

Gary groaned and watched her walk off. "I guess that plan sucked," he mumbled. "Trying to get her back and pretending I'm not myself? Of course she'd be angry, I completely humiliated her and she hates that."

OH NOO… we have happy pokeshipping, though! So Misty got Ash's attention, oh wait, she already had his attention. OH WELL. Contestshipping, ikarishipping and oldrivalshipping ended up going nowhere.

GUESS: WHO'S GOING TO GET THEIR MAN NEXT? (:

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