I'm back with an all new chapter! I can't wait for you guys to read this so I won't keep you.


Ash looked around frantically for Misty after she had run away, skipping past the crowd. He was extremely worried and was contemplating to ask her sisters about her disappearance. When he was about to turn around, he saw her exit from the bathroom, looking somewhat dull.

He walked to her, after sighing a breath of relief. "Thank goodness, I…" he trailed off, seeing a tear fall and spill onto her cheek. He put his hands on her shoulder. "Misty, it's okay. You don't need Paul. There are other guys out there."

Misty glanced up at Ash, her green cerulean eyes narrowing at him. "How would you know that? You've never dealt with rejection, have you? You've never even had a girlfriend!" she exclaimed angrily at the raven boy. She slightly gasped at her rude behaviour, but she couldn't blame herself. Her throat felt dry and her stomach dropped. She removed his arms and tried to walk away.

Ash didn't let her go and caught her wrist, pulling her back. "I'm just trying to make you feel better, Mist," he said, ignoring the insults she had thrown were just a part of her being hurt inside. "And yeah, I don't know what rejection feels like. But what I do know is that you shouldn't let it consume you, okay?"

Misty shook her head, remaining stubborn. "Just leave me alone, Ash. You won't understand," she said, refusing to look at him. Part of her knew she was probably being a bitch right now, but she had felt extremely low at this point. She didn't want Ash to see her in this vulnerable condition. "I'm fine," she lied.

Misty tried to pry her hand off from Ash's grip, but he just held it tighter. She looked at him with narrowed eyes. "What are you doing? Why do you even care about this?"

Ash wanted to laugh. "Come on Misty, you're really asking that question? I obviously care about you," he said. "And I'll tell you this again. Don't let this consume you. Paul just isn't the guy for you. To be honest, I didn't think Paul would be able to handle your antics anyway," he said, grinning mischievously.

"What's that supposed to mean, Ash Ketchum?" she asked, her voice raising eight octaves.

Ash chuckled. "Come on, you really think you and Paul would work out? Paul doesn't even talk much. How would he handle you when you're angry? I bet he'd just think you're pathetic," he said, in a joking manner.

Misty couldn't help but let out a stifle laugh. She looked at him, realizing how much he knew about her; which was a significant amount more than Paul ever knew during the past month. "Am I stupid for liking Paul?"

Ash let go of her wrist and smiled. "Of course not. Sometimes we like someone that we can't be with," he said, shrugging. "It doesn't always work out."

Misty sighed, letting out a small smile before reaching out to hug him. "Thank you," she said softly while Ash's heart was pounding heavily against his chest as he placed his arms around her waist. "I'll be okay, right?"

They let go and Ash nodded, grinning. "With such an awesome friend as myself, how can you not?" Misty rolled her eyes and punched his shoulder lightly, slightly giggling in the process. Ash grinned and as she glanced at him again, she realized she was truly lucky for having a friend like Ash.


The rest of the party was uneventful and mainly consisted of talking and dancing. Gary and Leaf continued to dance and even managed to catch a slow dance. As for Drew and May, the brunette had quickly sat down after a few minutes of dancing and also because she was feeling a tad bit uncomfortable, adding to Drew's unfortunate luck. Though, he still made no effort to pry why she was acting this way.

Dawn watched Paul from across the room, sitting on one of the stools and fumbling with his phone. She kept eyeing the white shirt he had put on. She was accustomed to seeing Paul in dark and dull colours and most of the time, he'd wear sweatshirts, but to see him in a light colour was somewhat refreshing.

She briefly wondered if Paul would agree to dance with her. Then, she quickly rolled her eyes at the preposterous thought she had. No way that's going to happen.

After a half hour, a slice of Daisy's birthday cake was passed around to all the guests and the party ended when the blonde began to make a final speech. "Thank you guys so much for celebrating my 25th birthday with me everyone. It means a lot. I hope you guys enjoyed yourself as much as I did!" she said and the crowd cheered in response.

A bit of chattering followed, and the large crowd began to get smaller as the guests started to leave. Just as Paul was about to exit, Daisy stopped him. "Hey, hold on a second!" Daisy exclaimed, effectively stopping the plum haired male.

Paul stiffened for a second or two, until he turned around to face her. He noticed her eyes were on his shirt. "Is that my dad's shirt?" she asked. Misty and Violet, who were currently cleaning up, looked towards Daisy's direction and approached her. "Why are you wearing my dad's shirt?" she asked, placing her hands on her hips.

Before Paul could reply, he was cut off. "Uh, well, Paul's shirt got stained with soda and so I just gave him whatever I could find," Dawn said, scratching her hair sheepishly. "I hope you don't mind," she said, with a hopeful glint in her sapphire eyes.

"I'll return it as soon as I can." Paul added.

Daisy blew an angry breath and sighed. "Look, Dawn, the least you could have done is ask me before you just go in someone's room like that. You were invading privacy!" she retorted.

Dawn cringed. She thought she'd have been more understanding about the situation, but she did have a point. "You're right. Sorry, Daisy," the blunette apologized.

Daisy closed her eyes before letting out a small smile. She opened them. "Just make sure you return it," she said, her focus on Paul now, who simply nodded in response. "See you guys later," the blonde said before the two walked out as she closed the door behind them.

Dawn covered her mouth with a palm to prevent her from laughing out loud. Paul raised an eyebrow curiously. "What exactly is so amusing to you?" he asked with a flat tone within his voice, placing his hands in his pockets.

Dawn bit her lip after she removed her lip. "Oh, nothing. Daisy just sounded like a police officer interrogating someone, you know?" Paul rolled his eyes. "Anyway, did you enjoy yourself?" she asked.

He contemplated the question for a bit. If he had to admit to himself, it was a decent change of routine from his regular schedule of school and work most of the time. There were times where he was a bit uncomfortable during the party, but other than that, he couldn't really complain. "Minus the wild dancing and drinking…then sure," he admitted, which resulted in Dawn grinning widely.

"See? I knew you'd come around," Dawn said.

Before Paul could mutter something, the two turned their heads to May who was currently calling out to Dawn from a few feet away. "Hey! If you two are done, I'd like to take my best friend home!" she yelled, and even though she was a few feet away, Dawn could still notice a small teasing glint in her eye.

Dawn rolled her eyes and then glanced at Paul. "See ya," she said before walking away from him and towards May.

Paul said nothing and just watched as the blunette sat down in the vehicle. Soon after, he heard the vehicle's engine start before it was on the road.


Monday; October 25th; Lumoise High School; 3:45 p.m.

Leaf sat down on one of the benches placed outside of the school grounds, shaking her leg impatiently. She was waiting for Gary to come out of football practice and he was taking a bit longer than usual. He had mentioned to her prior that he wanted to introduce her to someone, and the curiosity was almost eating her alive.

Gary and she had been dating for almost two weeks now. During those two weeks, Leaf felt like she had gotten to know the real him underneath all the 'playboy' stereotype she had mistakenly took him for. Even though he was a bit egoistical, he was very humble and funny. Though, honestly, she'd laugh at anyone of his jokes no matter how corny they were. He was an avid sports fan and even though football was his favourite, he generally loved others like basketball and baseball.

Leaf checked her watch repeatedly for several minutes until she finally saw Gary exit the school building and walk towards her. She stood up and placed her hand on her hip. "Finally! I've been waiting for over a half hour now," she whined.

Gary chuckled. "Sorry, practice took longer than usual," he said before taking out his cell phone to check the time. "Anyway, she should be here any second," he said vaguely.

Leaf rolled her eyes. "Why can't you just tell me who I'm meeting?"

Gary formed a small smirk on his lips. "I'm surprised you haven't figured it out already, considering you assumed she was my girlfriend."

Leaf's cheeks reddened, adding to her embarrassment. She groaned slightly, connecting the pieces together. "I'm meeting your older sis?" he nodded in response. "Please don't tell me that you told her I thought she was your girlfriend. I'm still dreading that day," she said, continuing to whine.

Gary laughed. "Don't worry, I didn't. And even if I did, she wouldn't care. She's really chill," he explained.

Leaf was curious to know more. "What's she like?" she asked.

Gary shrugged. "Like any other sister should be; supportive, nice and a bit obnoxious," he added playfully.

Leaf rolled her eyes. She wondered what it would be like to have a sibling. "I wish I had a brother or a sister, it sucks being an only child," she said.

Gary gaped at her unbelievably. "Hell no, being an only child is awesome. Like for example, do you have your own room?" Leaf nodded in response. "See, I had to share a room with my sister for basically all my life before she moved out for college and that sucked ass. Plus, we'd always argue and attempt to kill each other," he chuckled at the memories of their constant brawls they used to have when they were younger.

Leaf frowned. "Well yeah, but at least you had someone to talk and relate to. I only have my dad and even though I love him to bits, it can get a little lonely when he's not around."

Gary cocked his head curiously at the brunette, a smile forming. "I guess you have a point there, Leafy," he said, noticing her scowl at the nickname again. He only laughed in response. "You are just too cute," he said before watching a crimson red tickling her cheeks. His eyes dropped to her lips and suddenly, Leaf's heart was on overdrive when he caressed her right cheek with his palm. Leaf closed her eyes in anticipation when he started to lean in.

A honk blasted, causing the couple to split apart. Gary mentally groaned. This was the second time he was interrupted. Then, he looked over to see his older sister exit from her vehicle and grinned.

Leaf watched curiously at the older brunette as she was approaching the two. She had long luscious blonde hair that were in curls as it cascaded down her back. Like Gary, she also had dark viridian black eyes, but that was the only similarity she could notice. Other than that, it was hard to tell they were siblings.

She approached Gary and gave him a smirk. "What's up, dirtbag?" she greeted him jokingly as Gary groaned. Leaf grinned; she already began to grow a liking to her.

"Could you not call me that in front of my girlfriend, please?" the spiky haired male said in embarrassment.

Upon hearing that, the older blonde looked towards Leaf and grinned. "So, you're Leaf," she said, and she nodded in response. "It's nice to finally meet the girl Gary never shuts up about," she said before shaking Leaf's hand.

Gary face-palmed. "Really? You had to tell her that?" he said flatly, glaring at her.

Leaf giggled. "Don't worry, Gary, I'm actually flattered. It's nice to know I'm the center of attention in your eyes," she said, winking flirtatiously at him. Gary chuckled when he realized she was using his own words he had said to her a month ago against him.

Daisy laughed. "Aww you two are cute!" she squealed. "You picked a good one, Gary," she told him, slapping him on his shoulder playfully.

Gary chuckled. "Thanks, Daisy."

Leaf's eyes widened. "Wait, your name is Daisy too?" she asked and the older blonde nodded. "Oh, cuz Daisy's also the name of Misty's older sister. I'm not too sure if you know her. She celebrated her birthday not too long ago."

Daisy nodded in understanding and then grinned. "Funny story, we actually do know each other. We were roommates in college. We got along pretty well. And yeah, I heard about her birthday party, but I couldn't make it that day."

"That's so cool!" Leaf exclaimed.

Daisy nodded. "Mhm. Anyways, I'm dropping Gary home, do you want a ride home too?" she asked.

Leaf shook her head in response and waved her off. "Oh, no it's fine but thanks for the offer. My dad's picking me up," she said.

"Alright then, let's go dirtbag," she said towards Gary, who rolled his eyes.

He was about to follow Daisy when he realized he forgot something. "I'll meet you in the car," he quickly said before Daisy nodded as she went back to her car.

Leaf watched him curiously before he walked back into the school grounds, with her following him from behind. He entered one of the classrooms and she saw him exit after a few seconds after, now with his backpack around his back, indicating he had forgotten it.

He walked towards Leaf. "I'll see you tomorrow. Text me, okay?" he said before Leaf nodded. He was about to leave when she grabbed his arm, effectively making him stop.

He eyed her curiously and noticed her looking shyly on the floor. "Well," she said, her voice soft, "we kinda got interrupted when your sister showed up," she said, biting her lip. Gary watched her in slight shock, but slowly grinned. Leaf looked up at him, blushing slightly.

He got impossibly close to her and Leaf's heart was already on overdrive. He brought his palms and cupped her face gently, looking in her eyes for a split second before he closed his eyes, leaned in and brushed his lips against hers. She closed her eyes and immediately reciprocated, pressing her hand against his shoulder lightly. He tilted her head back slightly, so he could deepen the kiss. If anything, Leaf felt heat crawl every inch of her body, right up to her tiptoes.

They released to catch their breath and Gary rested his forehead against hers, grinning.

"That was amazing," she admitted, biting her lip shyly.

He brushed some of her strands behind her ear. "Indeed, it was, Leafy."


4:15 p.m.

May was currently sitting outside underneath a tree after finishing up her classes for today. She had texted Dawn earlier and asked her if she needed a ride home and was waiting for her reply. The brunette currently had her knees propped up as she buried her head in them, escaping a small sigh.

If she had to be completely honest with herself, she was a little worried she'd run into Brendan, despite blocking his number. She was not looking forward to that and she sincerely hoped she wouldn't run into him again. Part of the reason she had moved from Hoenn to Kalos was to escape from his clutches. The mere fact that he was here again seemed to scare her a bit and she was constantly having paranoid thoughts.

Back in Hoenn, Brendan and she were neighbours. When she had first met him, she had developed a small, harmless crush on him. He was the very first guy that she genuinely had feelings for; he seemed friendly, funny and cute and the more she talked to him, the more her crush developed into something more. She'd feel her heart accelerating and her breaths getting shakier just by talking to him.

After a while, she finally mustered up the courage to reveal her feelings, despite being terrified of rejection; she was almost positive he wouldn't reciprocate. In fact, she had expected things to turn completely awkward. But to her pleasant surprise, he told her he had been secretly crushing on her as well. At that moment, May felt like she could soar through the clouds in happiness; she had been ecstatic to know the boy had returned her feelings.

Eventually, the two started dating. And during their dating phase, the brunette considered herself the luckiest girl alive to be with a guy as genuine as Brendan. She had shared her first kiss with him, which she considered to be magical at that time. She had shared all her secrets with him because she thought he was worth it. She had shared every small little detail to this guy.

She had been hopelessly in love with him.

However, like every roller coaster; like the darkness that came after the sun set and like every raindrop, her life came crashing down to pieces when she realized Brendan was not all who he made out to be.

One day, they were alone in his abode, with his parents out of town at that time. He had invited her to his room to work on assignments and May had only agreed after a bit of hesitation, as she had never been in his room, despite being over during the months that they were dating. It was a sign of trust.

And once she entered his room, it had been the biggest mistake in her life.

He had tried to force himself upon her sexually. And when she refused to give in, he didn't hesitate to physically and verbally abuse her either. She still remembered the foul and disgusting words, that malicious look in his eye and the somewhat evil smirk. She was extremely lucky she managed to escape.

Needless to say, that incident had traumatized the brunette for several weeks, no months. Even though she and Brendan had instantly broken it off, she was still left heartbroken and extremely scared. Never would she have thought that the guy she had been hopelessly in love with her would turn out to be so creepy and malicious; a complete phony. It was because of him that she became extremely depressed and she'd isolate herself from others, even her own family.

The Maple family tried to take action against Brendan but unfortunately, Brendan's father was a renowned lawyer in Hoenn and nothing much could be done. The most that was done in May's favour was a restraining order. But even then, she still didn't feel secure. That traumatizing incident of him almost raping her was still embedded in her memory.

Luckily, Norman had gotten a new job in Kalos. It was the perfect way for May to escape her past. And that was when they moved to Lumoise, conveniently where Dawn and Leaf were.

The brunette's thoughts had drifted away when she suddenly heard a voice call out to her. She looked up to see Drew standing above her. "What are you still doing here?" Drew asked. "It's late," he said.

Had she really been dwelling into her thoughts for that long? May only blinked in response before she stood up. She opened her mouth to mutter a response, but she closed it when nothing came to her mind.

Drew noticed the worried expression on her face. "Is everything okay, April?" he asked.

May gaped at him incredulously. "I told you over a million times, my name is May!" she sneered.

That response got Drew to form a small smirk on his lips. He knew she'd react that way. "Well, finally you're not ignoring me."

She raised an eyebrow. "I was never ignoring you. I just…have a lot on my mind," she admitted.

Drew was aware of that. He was no ignorant fool to not notice she was probably battling something internally. And he wanted her to open up with him, but it was getting extremely difficult at this point. It didn't help that his feelings for her were just increasing by a mile every day. If he wanted to get close to May, he figured he'd have to start from scratch. "I understand," he said. He sighed, cringing internally on what he was about to do. "If you ever wanna talk, you can talk to me. We could be friends if you want," he said, both eagerly awaiting for her answer and cursing himself due to the reason that he had just friend zoned himself.

May looked at him, surprised at the offer. She never recalled getting close with a guy after Brendan. In fact, she'd avoid guys in general after that incident. But something told her that being friends with Drew wouldn't be so bad. Besides, she knew all guys weren't like Brendan. And she wanted to give him a chance.

She smiled. "Sure," she said softly.

Drew grinned. "Great. So, wanna grab a bite?"


4:31 p.m.

Paul walked into the library, nodding at Gretchen when she smiled at him while she was at her desk. He grabbed a random book in one of the bookshelves before walking in the interior of the library, where he saw Dawn sitting with a laptop in front of her eyes on the desk.

She didn't notice him until he was by her desk. "Oh hey," she said, flashing him a smile, closing her laptop.

He eyed her weirdly. "There's no math test coming up…so, what are you doing here?" he asked. To be honest, his words insinuated that he wanted her to leave, but that wasn't the case. He sat down on the chair placed across from her.

Dawn's jaw dropped as she formed a slight 'o' with her mouth. "I forgot. I guess I'm so used to coming here that I never know when not to," she said sheepishly. "Anyways, I've been applying for jobs; I applied to like seven different places just now."

Paul nodded, slightly satisfied that she took his advice. "Like what?"

Dawn shrugged. "They're mostly jobs like waitresses or jobs at retail, normal stuff. Oh," she added, "and I actually applied to Chancey Fancy," she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"The place I got fired from because of your friend," he confirmed. "Of course," he commented sarcastically, causing the blunette to escape a low giggle.

It had almost been a month since her mom had passed away. Dawn had never thought she'd ever be herself again. Even though she had supportive friends, she still felt alone for a while. Undecisive; lost; hopeless; but she was slowly getting back on track and finding her way. She still missed her mom a lot; so much that it'd hurt, but it was getting better. And she had her friends to thank for helping her throughout her struggles.

Gretchen was now at their desk and she looked towards the plum haired male with concern. "Hey Paul, I know your shift usually starts later, but there's a huge mess in one of the aisles, and I'm kind of busy with checking out books for students, so I was wondering if you could take care of it?" she asked.

With no hesitation, Paul simply nodded and stood up from his seat and was about to walk away when Dawn abruptly stood up as well. "I'll help!" she offered, and Paul looked at her incredulously, while Gretchen just stood there, a bit amused.

"Why?"

Dawn shrugged. "Why not? It's not like I have anything better to do," she said. "Plus, it can't be that hard to stack books back in order, right? I did it before."

Gretchen nodded, not against the idea. "Right, I remember. Sure, you can help out, the more the merrier," she said, and Dawn had caught the playful smirk on her lips before she left the two.

Paul said nothing and just walked, with Dawn following him from behind. He wasn't sure why she insisted on offering him her help, but he wasn't against it. Usually he'd just do this alone, but it was comforting having someone with him.

A huge pile of books was lying around the floor, the bookshelf almost empty and while Dawn stood there in awe, Paul just looked at it nonchalantly and started to pick up the books. Dawn assumed he was used to this on a daily basis.

Paul looked at her curiously and noticed her expression. "What? Is this too much for you to handle?" he said, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

Dawn cleared her throat awkwardly and recomposed herself. "Of course not! I can handle anything that you dish out on me!" she said, confidently placing her hands on her hips.

Paul's smirk didn't falter. "You sure?"

Dawn scowled, noticing he was getting amused. "Of course I am!"

Paul nodded to himself, handing her a book to hold. "Okay then. You just hold the books while I stack them in alphabetical order," he instructed her.

Dawn raised her eyebrow. Somehow, she expected more of a challenge. "That's it?" she asked incredulously.

Paul nodded. "Oh yeah," he added. "And they shouldn't fall, otherwise you're doing this yourself," he quickly said.

Dawn scoffed. "This is going to be easy," she said, as Paul placed another book on top of the one she was already holding. For some reason, Paul took that as a challenge.

He deliberately kept stacking books for her to hold and he could notice her struggling a bit. There were only about five books that she was holding. He assumed that these weren't that heavy, so he intentionally placed three heavy hard cover books, almost causing the blunette to lose her grip. Her arms were slightly trembling. Paul smirked, getting a kick out of this.

"You sure that's not getting heavy?"

Dawn could hear the mocking tone in his voice. "Not at all," she said, even though she was lying. She could barely hold the books, but she had the dedication to just hold on for as long as possible, despite her tired arms.

He had eventually stacked all the books in Dawn's hands and was impressed she hadn't crumbled yet. He couldn't even see her face, as the stack of books practically hid it. "See?" he heard her say. "I told you I could hold all the books," she said.

Paul noticed the books weren't balanced properly and Dawn was attempting to fix the posture almost every second. His eyes wavered, as he got an idea. "I have to place the books on the bookshelf now," he said and deliberately grabbed a book from the middle of the stack that Dawn was holding.

As one would expect, all the books ended up dropping on the floor with a few thuds, leaving Dawn with her mouth agape and Paul with an amused expression. She glared at him knowingly. "You jerk! You did that on purpose!" she yelled.

"Did what?" he asked innocently.

"You purposefully took out a book from the middle, so the books would fall over!" she yelled at him again. "Just 'cause I was holding all the books, so you cheated and had to make it difficult for me! And now you're acting so damn innocent!"

She expected Paul to retort as always or just shrug it off, but what he did instead caught Dawn in absolute shock.

He smiled.

It was a genuine smile, not one of his usual smirks. Dawn had never seen him smile like this before and when he did, she forgot she had been yelling at him. If anything, seeing him smile caused her heart to flutter. It felt odd but satisfying to see him smile.

"I must say, it's enjoyable messing with you," he said, his smile slowly faltering. "But let's get back to work," he said, as he proceeded to pick up the books once again.

Dawn looked at him cryptically. What about the deal they had? "I thought you were going to make me do it by myself," she said.

He turned towards her. "Like I said before, I'm not that big of a jerk," he said.

Dawn smiled shyly, brushing a few strands of her hair behind her hair before she began to help him pick up the books.

After about an hour, the bookshelf was finally stacked neatly in alphabetical order. She would never believe that stacking books would be a lot of work, but she was undoubtedly wrong. It was so time consuming, especially because they had to stack them in alphabetical order; not to mention, there were a lot of books.

Dawn walked back over to the desk and placed her bookbag behind her shoulders, when she suddenly realized she had forgotten to return Paul's shirt. She had washed it this morning and had placed it in her bag, so she quickly took it out and walked back to where Paul was. "Here's your shirt from that night I stayed over," she said, holding it out for him.

Paul was about to take the shirt when he noticed something. He looked at Dawn, who just kept her gaze on him. "Do you not notice anything odd about the shirt?" he asked, briefly wondering how he wouldn't notice such a drastic change.

Dawn looked at the shirt before she dramatically gasped. "It's pink!" she cried in horror. "How did that happen?!"

"Did you wash it with coloured clothes?"

Dawn cringed. "Was I not supposed to do that?"

Paul rolled his eyes. "Why am I not surprised?" he commented sarcastically. "Whatever, just keep it."

"What? I can't keep your shirt," she quickly said.

"Why not? It's your colour now and like I said before, I was going to burn it anyways," he said with a nonchalant expression and Dawn didn't know if he was being serious or not. "It's fine, I have plenty of other shirts anyways."

Dawn simply folded the shirt, sighing in defeat. Why did she have to make a stupid mistake like that? "Alright," she said, stuffing the shirt in her backpack. "Anyways, I'll see you later. And since we didn't do any math today, maybe you can text me a few problems? It felt weird not doing any school work with you."

He shrugged. "Alright."

"And when I say text, I mean it. Whenever I text you, you end up calling me and it's so annoying!" she cried. "If I wanted to call you, don't you think I would?"

Paul rolled his eyes. He couldn't believe he was having a conversation about a topic like this. "Texting is time-consuming. Calling is much more easier and saves the time," he explained. Even Reggie was annoyed by this and he had only just gotten a cell phone. But in his defence, he couldn't be bothered with texting since he was always almost busy with work.

"Of course you'd think that," Dawn muttered sarcastically. "Anyways, see ya," she said before Paul simply nodded at her, watching her leave from sight.

Paul realized he was getting more comfortable with Dawn each and every day; to the point where it was almost unbelievable. For some reason, he was no longer annoyed with her and instead enjoyed insulting and messing with her whenever he had a solid opportunity. He no longer felt like he couldn't open up to her; he felt like he could tell anything at all and she'd understand perfectly.

And truth be told, he was growing rather…fond of her.


2:34 a.m; Paul's Residence.

The icy cold wind pierced the figure's skin as the figure nonchalantly made his way over to his vehicle. The night was pitch dark; with the moon's light illuminating from above setting light to the night sky.

He closed the vehicle's door behind him when he got into the driver's seat. Soft music was playing on the radio as he started the car, strumming his fingers in a rhythmic motion as he sped on the road.

He noticed a car swivel suddenly towards his lane. A bright and blinding light flashed in his direction, causing him to cringe slightly. He quickly attempted to change lanes, but there wasn't enough time. It all happened so fast.

The impact was so penetrating, he felt like he could be shattered into pieces. The metal of the car groaned as if it was the final cry of some wounded beast. The vehicle's front end had been ploughed and the steering wheel and dashboard had hit his forehead, causing blood to escape. The pain was becoming excruciating and now his vision was slowly crumbling, as the world slowly turned into black.

Reggie sprung up from his bed with shaky breaths, his heart beating at a rapid rate. Sweat had escaped his pores and spilled onto his forehead. He ran his hand through his purple locks, extremely confused.

His breathing slowed as he tried to calm himself. He removed his bedsheets before walking into the kitchen, grabbing himself a glass of water to cool himself off.

What was that? A nightmare? He thought. For some reason, it seemed like he was experiencing déjà vu, after all, it was him in this supposed nightmare. It couldn't have been a nightmare, he reasoned. His eyes slowly widened. Was that how he ended up in a coma?

He sat down on one of the chairs in the living room, to process his thoughts. He hadn't recalled anything before the coma, especially how he got into the coma. Was this a sign of some sort?

He closed his eyes again, recalling the vision he just had, going back to the impact of the crash, his head being hit harshly, the bright light, the car that swivelled towards his direction, the person in the car-

His eyes opened again. No, it couldn't be…hell no.

He had seen dark blue locks just before the car had crashed into his.


Woah. That just happened. What do you guys think? Was it Dawn that crashed into the car? Let me know what you think. Also, let me know if Paul is out of character in this chapter. Personally, I don't think so...I would say it's character development, I'm sure Paul has smiled at least once in the anime...it's not that farfetched. And besides, this is the 18th chapter.

In other news, LGE/P got released today. Are any of you guys buying the games? I personally am not interested in these games and it's just not worth sixty bucks in my opinion and even then I don't own a switch. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure they're fun, it's just not targeted for me hence I'm not interested.

This is probably going to be my last update for this year, so...happy early thanksgiving, Merry early Christmas and happy early new year!

See you next time!