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After a while, they get back to the bus stop… with Paul carrying all of Dawn's things.

Dawn furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and she glanced at Paul. "What the hell are we doing back here?" She asked in annoyance.

Paul rolled his eyes, "Were taking the bus back to school, because being your slave made me exhausted." He grunted out, tiredly.

Dawn scoffed, and rolled her eyes at him. "You are pathetic."

Paul growled, starting to get really pissed off at her constant bratty attitude. He snorted in anger, and chose not to reply, not wanting to snap at her, or do something he might regret.

"Ignoring me now? Oh real mature." She mocked in his tone of voice.

Paul turned around fast, glaring at her harshly, throwing her bags on the ground. "Shut the fuck up already! You are the most ungrateful bitch I ever met! I mean you—you don't even appreciate the fact that I spent my money on YOU! Or the fact, that I'm fucking TRYING for YOU! I don't—I don't even know why I'M DOING THIS IN THE FIRST PLACE! CAN YOU JUST SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH AND STOP COMPLAINING, FOR ONCE IN YOUR GODAMN LIFE?! YOU ARE A SPOILED PRINCESS, WHO HAS PROBABLY NEVER FELT PAIN IN HER LIFE!" He snapped viciously, in a pissed off mood, fed up with her. He honestly did not mean to snap at her, but she was really starting to bug him. And he wonders for a brief moment, if she is even worth it? Is she worth the constant fights? Or the constant playing hard to get? Is this really what he wants? He thought she was different, but maybe she is just like the rest of them.

Dawn's eyes were widened, in disbelief, shock, and in fear. She swallowed slowly, her eyes watering slightly and she went to pick up her bags off the floor then sat down on the bus bench contemplating if she should even speak, or break down at the moment. He made her sound like emotionless bitch. When she really doesn't mean to be…at all. She acts this way for a total reason, I mean sure, she sticks up for herself, because who wouldn't? She doesn't want to be used for her money, or walked all over like some weakling. Why should she show who she really is to anyone?

Paul's red face, turned back to normal and he was breathing heavily, he punched the bus sign making it bend a bit. Gaining a now bruised hand, not like he isn't used to it. He then started to calm down and he sat down on the bench, leaving some space between them. He was honestly surprised, that she just took him yelling at her, for once.

It was quiet, and eerie kind of quiet, where no one knew who was going to talk first, or if someone was going to talk at all.

Paul was about to speak up, and apologize when Dawn beat him too it.

"My mom died when I was 13…" She whispered out painfully.

Paul glanced at her with a soft look on his face, but doesn't speak, slightly nervous for some reason.

"She—she always knew what I was going to do… before I even did it. She was always the mediator between me and my father, when we didn't see eye-to-eye on things…" Her voice cracked as she continued.

Paul cleared his throat clearly not expecting that at all, "What—what happened to her..?" He asked whispering softly.

"She was in a really bad car accident, and was in a coma for 6 months…" She paused, trying not to break down in front of him. "My dad pulled the plug though, even when I begged, and pleaded with him not too…" She sniffed, closing her eyes, not wanting to remember the memory. "She could of woke up..." She added on, a tear falling down from her face.

Paul's eyes watered slightly, feeling the same empathetic feeling, that she was feeling even though his situation wasn't the same, it still hurt like hell.

Dawn wiped her eyes vigorously, trying to erase more tears from forming. "After that, me and my father barely spoke—and he started working a lot more—and I never forgave him for what he did, but I wanted him to notice me, notice the pain I felt—so, I became who I am now and never looked back…" She said with difficulty, shrugging her shoulders.

Paul didn't know what to say. He felt like such an ass now for saying all of those things to her.

The bus suddenly pulled up, and she stood up grabbing her bags and walked towards it and he frowned grabbing the bags from her and they both stepped on the crowded bus. There were no seats left, so they had to stand awkwardly, close together.

Paul saw creepy old guys looking at Dawn like she was a piece of meat, and he growled to himself, wrapping his arm around her, surprising Dawn.

Dawn gave him a look of confusion, and he leaned his forehead onto hers, and he closed his eyes. "I'm sorry… I didn't mean what I said—earlier." He mumbled incoherently, he paused opening his eyes and then continued. "I may not know exactly how you feel, but I do know what it feels like to be abandoned…" He whispers stiffly.

Dawn looked into his eyes and saw the pain, and torture he must of felt. She wanted to know what that was, or what had happened to him, but decided it wasn't her business to push him to tell her. But what she did do surprised the hell out of the both of them.

She leaned in and gave him a sweet chaste kiss, and they both realized, that they were starting to get along even more, having a common ground between them.

On Monday

Dawn walks into classroom and sits in Paul's old seat, which was now her seat.

Paul rolls his eyes, expecting her to be there now and not even bothering with it anymore. He grunted "Yo." To her before taking a seat next to her, he hit his head on the table and groaned.

Dawn looked at him weirdly, wondering why he was in a mood, but she honestly didn't care enough to ask.

He lifted his head, and gave her an exasperated look, "Aren't you going to ask me why I'm in a mood?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

Dawn looked at her manicured nails, and rolled her eyes at him. "You are always in a mood, so I can't tell the difference, what am I a mind reader?" She says sarcastically, even though in reality she did notice his moods, and this was a mood she doesn't really care for, already knowing what it was.

Paul snarls at her, narrowing his eyes at her. "I need to get you in trouble, now." He growls impatiently.

Dawn scoffs, "You probably slept with like so many people lately, so you don't need me."

Paul rolled his eyes at her stupidity, "I haven't slept with anyone but you, since the last time." He grumbled at her, in annoyance.

Dawn got stiff for a second, and her heart started racing, but she kept her cool rolling her eyes at him, "Sure you didn't." She spoke sarcastically again. Not believing him at all, he's a player. The players always play, play, play, play.

He frowned, "Whatever troublesome." He grunted out, getting a little hurt at her little faith in him.

Their teacher finally enters the classroom, and the chatter immediately settles down.

"Alright, students. Settle down." Mr. Johnson, spoke firmly to everyone.

"So, before we start our lesson for the day, I have an announcement. We are all going on a school field trip." He spoke, excitedly to the class.

The class breaks out in cheer.

He then adds, "To learn."

Most of the students stayed silent, but a few of the rebellious ones, booed. While everyone else, dismissed the thought, uninterested.

The teacher rolled his eyes, "Oh come on, you guys don't even know what we will be doing!" He spoke, trying to gain back everyone's interest.

Paul rolled his eyes, "No one cares that's why…" He mumbled, receiving a slight giggle from Dawn.

He heard her and smirked at her.

Mr. Johnson heard Paul's mumble and glared at him, "Well, Mr. Shinji I'm glad you asked."

"I didn't—" He grunted, but Mr. Johnson decides to ignore him and interrupt him.

"Alright, everyone look at the person next to you. That person will be your partner for the trip, whether it is the same gender or not, there will be no switching." He states firmly, as everyone looked next to them.

Dawn obviously knows who her partner was going to be, she sinks down into her seat and mumbles to herself, "Just great…"

Paul smirks, throwing his arm around her shoulder, "Yeah, it is great, isn't it?"

She rolls her eyes at his smirk and turns to glare at him harshly.

Paul's smirk turns into a grin as he chuckles at her trying to be threatening, and notices that she didn't remove his arm from around her shoulder again, and his grin gets wider.

Mr. Johnson clears his throat, interrupting the slight chatter of students. "As I was saying, this trip will be on Wednesday and we will be camping in the forest and you have an assignment to complete about all the different insects you find and the team who finds the most, will receive an automatic A as their final grade next semester. For the boys and girls pairing, you will be sharing a tent, so you better get your hormones in check because if you get caught doing something inappropriate you will be in big trouble."

Dawn frowned, giving a disgusted look, "Why bugs?" She asked distastefully.

Mr. Johnson rolled his eyes at her, "If you haven't noticed, Ms. Berlitz, this is a science class, and we are currently studying all different kind of bugs."

Dawn rolled her eyes at him, obviously knowing what he was talking about. See, Dawn and Paul were both smart. They got their assignments done fast, and were always quick thinkers. But choosing to participate in class, yeah, that was definitely out of the picture. But since they had good grades, the teachers never bothered them at all.

Dawn smirked getting an idea, "Oh you mean like Paul Shinji over here?" She said spitefully.

The whole class made an "Oooh" sound, and others who didn't laughed.

That annoying kid Barry chuckled saying, "She burned you, idiot."

Paul growled, glaring at him, while Barry shifted uncomfortably in his seat, starting to get afraid.

Paul smirked at him, "If I were you, I would shut up before I reenact what happened the other day, got it?" He sneered at him, with a hostile aura.

Everyone in the class, felt that aura and sunk in there seats. Even though Paul is known as the popular hot guy, he also scares the shit out of everyone.

Dawn looked at everyone's fear, and rolled her eyes thinking to herself, 'He is not that scary people... just an idiot.'

Mr. Johnson, slammed a book on his desk, making all the students jump at the noise. He smiled, "Alright, leave your rivalry outside, and pay attention."

After the bell rung, Dawn gathers her books and her purse while Paul slings his bag over his shoulder.

Dawn and Paul walk out of class together, Paul glances down at her with a lopsided smirk on his face.

"So, bed buddies and partners? Sounds like fate is rooting for us." He grunts smoothly, winking at her playfully.

She rolls her eyes at him, pushing him away from her. "I guess fate hates me, if I'm paired up with you." She grumbles in annoyance.

Paul rolled his eyes at her act, "Oh shut up troublesome, stop pretending that you hate me and that you aren't attracted to me." He growls at her in irritation.

She puffed her cheeks, refusing to blush right now and holds her ground. "I'm not pretending." She bites the inside of her cheek.

He rolled his eyes, "Please, troublesome. Just admit it already."

She blushed, narrowing her eyes at him. "You are attractive, I give you that, but your attitude is repulsive and annoying. You should work on that." She spoke rudely, continuing to walk while he stopped and gawked at her for second surprised that she admitted it, and the fact that she was brutally honest with him, telling him his faults.

He growled in anger to himself, stomping to catch up with her again. 'That's what I like about her…she doesn't fear me and isn't afraid to speak what's on her mind.' He thought amusedly to himself, he then smirked trying to annoy her, like always; "So you admit I'm attractive?"

She bites her lip, and hugs her books tighter to her chest. "I'm not admitting anything."

Paul grins and stops in front of her, stopping her in her tracks, flicking her forehead. "So, you are attracted to me!"

She blushed, puffing her cheeks at him. "No—Wha—Stop that!" She screeches at him, moving around him, walking away from him again.

He sighs, and smirks calling out to her, "You'll come around to admit it, just you wait!"

All of a sudden Giselle, creepily comes out of know where grinning at him.

"Why do you need her to come around, when I'm already here." She bats her eyelashes trying to be seductive.

Paul growls and rolls his eyes, sneering down at her. "Are you psychotic? Do I really have to spell it out for you, you stupid pathetic little girl?" He glares at her harshly, tightening his grip on his backpack.

Her eyes widened at his tone, "Huh?" She asks a bit fearful.

He growls and snorts at her, "You and me, we will NEVER be together, idiot girl."

She bites her lip, and grins and steps forward wrapping her arms around his neck, "Oh baby, come on. We've been together for years now."

He snarls down at her, and unwraps her arms around him, and pushes her away from him lightly, "Go see the counselor." He grunts, unamused with her antics and walks away.

Meanwhile

Ash wraps his arms around Misty's waist and kisses her neck softly, and whispers into her ear, "Hey babe."

Misty smiles to herself as she feels shivers run down her spine, she turns around biting her lower lip. "Hi." She flushes slightly.

Ash grins down at her, "I love it when you do that." He spoke softly, leaning his forehead onto hers pecking her lips.

She giggles, and pulls away looking up at him, "Do what?"

He laughs rubbing circles gently on her back, "When you bite your lip. You always do that when you're happy." He blushes slightly.

She bites her lip unconsciously, "You notice that?" She asked surprised.

Ash chuckles, "Of course, you're doing it right now."

She giggles again, hitting him softly, "Well, I love it when you scratch the back of your neck, you do that when you're nervous or in an awkward situation. But you do this adorable look." She laughs at his expression.

He frowns with red cheeks still, "I don't do that." He grumbles.

She grins at him, poking him. "Yeah ya do!"

He laughs, "Whatever you say, Mist." He pauses, "So…um…" He starts to say, as he unconsciously scratches the back of neck, nervously.

She giggles seeing him doing exactly that, knowing he is nervous. "Yeah?" She asks him, looking into his brown orbs.

He coughs awkwardly, before continuing. "You know—um—we haven't gone on our—you know, first date yet. And I was kind of wondering if you—um—wanted to go out this weekend, only if you want to of course, if you don't that's okay, I'll cancel the reservations and—" He stuttered out, out of character for him.

She blushed, and leaned into kiss him softly, shutting up his stuttering self. She pulls away, still cupping his cheeks. "I'm your girlfriend, you should not be nervous when you ask me out, Ash."

He frowns at her, "I'm not nervous!"

"Yes, you are." She laughs, teasing him. She kisses him again, pulling away and then grabs his hand intertwining their fingers. "Come on, walk me to class?" She asked sweetly.

The next day

Dawn was walking to class, casually holding her books to her chest.

Paul all of a sudden comes out of nowhere, and grabs her books from her and grabs her hand with his other hand and walks with her.

Dawn was startled and a bit dazed she glanced at him and pulls her hand away from him stopping in her tracks narrowing her eyes at him suspiciously.

He smirks at her, stepping towards her. "Babe." He grunts out.

She crosses her arms over her chest, since she doesn't have her books anymore and sneers at him, "Don't babe me, what do you want?"

He chuckles at her with a pleased glint in his eyes, "I've got news."

She gives him a look, obviously wanting him to continue.

He rolls his eyes at her attitude, "Rude." He states, while she just stares at him blankly. He sighs and grunts, "I need something first."

She steps back, glaring at him. "I'm not having sex with you."

He groans at her denseness, and steps towards her and she suddenly feels a wall behind her.

'That was not there a second ago…' She thought, biting her lip, nervously for some odd reason. As a funny feeling appeared in her tummy as he gets closer

He had her books in one hand, and the other he placed onto the wall trapping her there. He smirked at her before leaning down pressing his lips to hers tenderly. He pulled away reluctantly and she snapped out of her daydream and pushed him away violently.

"Stop doing that!" She sneers at him, while he grins at her laughing.

"Not everything is about sex, troublesome." He winks at her. She glares at him about to grab her books from him to walk away, but he holds them away from her giving her an impatient glare.

"Chill, I have an idea to get you into trouble, troublesome." He grunts.

She shrugs her shoulders, "Okayyy…" She drags on, motioning for him to continue.

"So we're sharing a tent, let's have sex and have the teacher catch us—"

She interrupts him, rolling her eyes. "Been there done that, so no."

He growls at her impatiently, "Fine. Then he catches us naked, so he assumes we did it, without catching us in the act." He adds, telling her another idea.

She looks at him for a moment, "I'll think about it." She spoke, grabbing her books from his hands and walks away from him.

Paul rolls his eyes at her, and mutters to himself. "Stupid annoying troublesome girl—why am I falling for you?" He internally groans.

A/N: Hello, sorry if there are any mistakes, I kind read through this quick cause i'm sleepy. But anyways, please review and let me know what you think and what you think will happen next chapter! Laters! :)