Me: for some reason I think I'm get losing you guys

May: why?

Me: because there is hardly any romance between you and Drew, Misty and Ash, Gary and Leaf, and Dawn and Paul. My describing skills suck. The plot is really bad, and it's really different on how I pictured this at the beginning.

Drew: what do you mean 'it's really different on how I pictured this at the beginning?'

Me: I was going to make Dawn and you vampires! But while I was plotting the plot during class, I was thinking about a story I read and I made something like that.

Ash: Dawn and Drew vampires?

Me: shut up, and I have a feeling that everyone hates A Whole New World; I have no review or many hits. So if you're a huge Pokémon and Wicked fan, that story is made for you. But its mostly Pokémon in the story. So if you read it, can someone please tell me what you think? Reviews keep me motivated.

May: metrokarateacademyrocks doesn't own Pokémon

Me: if I did, it would be poorly done due to my blocks and uncreativeness. I know that's probably not a word, but get over it! Chapter 25

Chapter 25

You would think that I would be thinking of the case and worried about Misty. But you could say that I was distracted…

I haven't told Drew or anyone this, so it's really hard to seek out of the house without Drew using his ninja hearing senses catching you. He must have huge ears; I've never seen them though. I got a role in a Broadway play, and I can't tell Drew.

He said I should never go on stage, but I want to prove him wrong. I can be talented if I want to. This is what I want to do with my life and I'm not giving up over a hurtful comment. (A/N: for those that are wondering; you would how May sung in front of the school and how Drew said that hurtful comment. That's what I mean)

I walked slowly and quietly as I could, and I reached for the knob.

"May, what are you doing?" Drew's voice scared me from the behind using his ninja movies, and you thought I was overreacting, which made me jump up in the air.

"I was-uh-getting-some-uh-fresh-umm-air," I exclaimed, Drew rose an eyebrow at me and looked down. (A/N: not like that)

"Then would you care to explain that big bag you're carrying?" Drew asked pointing to the bag.

"I was going to go to the laundry place also," I lied.

"But May-we have a washing machine," he reminded me.

"It's broken!" I exclaimed.

"May it's working right now,"

"Really? Let me check-but uh stay right there though," I rushed to the basement, took Drew's wet clothes out and throw them everywhere. I grabbed the mallet that Misty gave me for emergences, which this is. And smashed the washing machine with it, now I know why Misty likes them; they are really fun to use. Its releases stress too. But let's just say people would do anything to get to a rehearsal, and I mean anything.

I got Max's bubbles that stay there for a really long time, and use the water hose around the room. So it looks like it exploded. I did it under about thirty seconds, hey a new record!

I ran back up, "no it's completely broken. Well I better go before they close."

"Let me check," he said and went to the basement; I used that as a ticket to escape and run to practice.

I placed my hands on my knees in exhaustion, panting.

"May where have you been?" the director asked.

"I had trouble trying to leave to house," I explained as I collapsed on the floor.

"May are you ok, it looks like you've been running from the police," Kristin, my co-star commented on my appearance.

"Well my best friend is in the force; but the only way he'll chase me is with a water gun," I said catching my breath.

She laughed, and helped me up, "Come on, let's practice. Unless you're still out of breathe."

I shook my head, "No, let's start."

Later on, yeah I'm skipping the practice.

I came in and Drew throw the coldest glare daggers at me.

"Where the hell have you been?" Drew cried in anger.

I huffed, "in case you have forgotten, I went to the laundry place."

"I haven't forgotten, but I went up there also. And you weren't there," Drew said with a dark aura around him and his eyes were unreadable.

"Why are you so worked up!" I asked shouting.

"Because Leaf and Dawn are gone too, and I thought that you were with him also. Do you know how worried I was? No one knew where you were!" Drew screamed.

"Stop yelling at me!" I commanded in a yell. I calm down, "I would really appreciate it. I was somewhere that is not important, so stop worrying!"

I walked farther into the house; into the living room. "I don't even know why you are so worried! You don't even like me; in fact you loathe me!"

"Actually it is important; in order to be your bodyguard. I have to know everything about you, where you are and everything!" Drew said in angst.

"Wait just a clock-tick," I said pointing at absolutely nothing.

Drew stared at me in confusion, "what?"

"Nothing," I said in a hurry.

There was a large beep; the director gave it to me for information.

"What was that?" Drew wondered out loud.

I turned so I wasn't facing Drew and pulled out the messenger.

Rehearsal is tomorrow after school

"May?" he called.

"Yes?" I asked.

"What is in your hand?" he asked reaching for it, but I responded to this and pulled back.

"You're a nosy little boy, aren't you?" I said placing it but into my pocket.

"I'm older than you; so I won't be talking little freshman," he smirked.

"Why are you my bodyguard, out of everyone in the world? I get a stubborn, selfish, bratty, nosy, sarcastic-" I begun.

"Are you done yet?" Drew interrupted impatiently.

"Nope; cocky, impatient, bitchy-" guess who won the Tony for interrupting?

Drew is the winner.

"Whoa! Where did you hear that word!" he asked.

I tapped my foot, getting tired of this.

"Stupid, self-absorb, shallow, self-center, mean, rude, misunderstood teenage boy, now I'm done," I finished.

"You think I'm really stupid don't you?" he asked.

I sighed; but inside I was smiling. I get to use one of my lines in reality. "No not really stupid."

"You don't even know me," Drew snapped.

"You know this feels like déjà vu, but in different bodies," I pointed out.

"Way a go, Ms. Obvious," he said while rolling his eyes.

"Stop your cockiness," I ordered.

"Who's older?" he asked.

"Who owns this house?" I asked.

"Please I bet that your Grandma sends you check to pay for it," Drew smirked.

"Another thing you don't know about me," I stated.

"Oh what was that?" he asked.

"Well what you said is clearly impossible because my grandmother is dead!" I shouted, I would cry but I'm too angry too.

"Sorry," he whispered, "I'm just worried."

My eyes widened as big as a grapefruit, well that was unexpected.

Me: May I'm stilling your line

May: what line?

Me: R&R!

May: HEY!