Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon, but warning there's a lot of tears in this chapter ;(

They all were in the car now and Misty was sitting in the passenger seat right next to the Principal. She looks back at Paul who was looking out the window with an emotionless scowl on his face.

"Paul." Misty called out to him.

Paul turns to look at her, not responding at all.

Misty gives him a sympathetic look and then hands him the letter that Dawn wrote to her, "you might want to read this…" she said hesitantly.

He stares at it for a bit with a curious glint in his eye and then he grabs it, narrowing his eyes at Misty.

She sighed softly before responding again, "Just read it for yourself."

He reads it with a frown on his face, his heart breaking over and over again as he read the part she wrote about him. He stares long and hard at it before crumbling it into a paper ball. He rolls down the window, throwing it mumbling to himself "bullshit."

Principal Cynthia stares at him through the mirror with an impassive look on her face, she frowned hearing him curse. But she wonders if Dawn's leaving is the cause for him wanting to leave? 'You can't meddle into your students' lives!' she sighed, "No cursing, Mr. Shinji." she said, shaking away her thoughts.

He rolled his eyes discreetly and grunted "Hn" as a reasonable response.

They finally reach the destination: The airport.

Cynthia was definitely annoyed that she had to deal with this, but since it is Dawn she doesn't mind as much. She slams the door from her car, not even parking or even caring that she might get towed. She needed to be fast, so she rushed out of the car in a hurry. Not even waiting for Misty or Paul to catch up with her.

Misty slams the door as well, rushing to catch up with Principal Cynthia.

Paul rolls his eyes and casually shuts the door, and steps out of the car. He follows them reluctantly. "I'm just gonna go and sit while you guys look for her." he said, while shoving his hands in his pockets and walks the opposite way of them. Even though he's pretty sure they weren't even listening to him.

"Alright Misty, you look there—" she points to her right, "and I'll look there," she points to the opposite direction. "Call me if you find her!" she says in a rush, as she sprints off to go and look around.

Misty nods and sighs softly before walking off to the side the principal told her to go.

Paul sits down comfortably on a bench, his eyes shift around the place in interest. He has never really been to an airport before. There was always a private jet. So there was never really any need to come here. I mean now that he looked around, of course it's not as luxurious but somehow he wouldn't mind having to come to an airport, like any normal person would. His thoughts were interrupted when someone caught his eye. He didn't know it would hurt him so much, just by seeing her. After all it isn't like he was in love with her? Oh hell who was he kidding, he fell hard for this stupid troublesome girl.

He growls in annoyance knowing he has to actually go up and talk to her. He gets up from the bench and makes his way over to her

Dawn sees Paul from a distance and she quickly wipes her eyes drastically and covers her eyes with her bangs by looking downwards. She definitely didn't want Paul to see her like this, or even at all. She can't even look at him anymore, because of what she did to him. She felt even more guilt eat her alive.

Paul finally approaches her and rolls his eyes at her trying to 'hide'. "You know I can see you." he snaps in a harsh cold bitter tone.

She starts to panic, she then does something incredibly stupid. "Sorry. Me. No. English." she responds in a weird accent that even she knows doesn't even exist.

Paul lets out a dry laugh, "I'm not an idiot troublesome" he snaps at her again.

Dawn doesn't know how to respond to that, instead of replying she sniffles loudly. Trying really hard not to break down at this very moment, right in front of the boy she doesn't deserve.

He frowns hearing her sniffle. He wants to so bad sit down right next to her and hold her and tell her 'it's okay, and that everything will be alright.' He wants to just tell her he is in love with her. But the pain in his chest tells him otherwise. The ache he felt told him, that 'she hurt you. She would never love you.' So, he listened and suddenly got angry again. He growled out a "Whatever" and walked away from her.

Dawn looks up and watches him walk away from her and suddenly the tears she was holding in cascaded down her face. She should have felt relieved that he had just walked away, but she didn't. She felt so guilty and heart broken, and she couldn't even imagine what he felt like. She hurt him so bad, even though she wants to cry and beg for his forgiveness, she doesn't think she has the pride or the audacity to even do so.

She stares at him from a distance, as he looks down sitting on a bench not far away, but he seems so out of reach to her. She sees him with an angry scowl on his face, hiding his real emotions. She can see what she did to him, and she suddenly regrets even meeting him. Because meeting him wouldn't have caused this pain that she had given him. Her thoughts were interrupted when Principal Cynthia came running over standing right in front of Dawn.

"Dawn Berlitz! You are in so much trouble young lady!" she shouts loudly at her.

Dawn's glassy eyes widen as she sees Principal Cynthia and Misty standing in front of her. She gulps nervously, not knowing what to say or even do at the moment.

Cynthia frowns down at her, "Stop gawking at us like we're going to disappear. How in the hell could you just take off like that? Your father put you under my watch! You can't just decide to suddenly go back home like it's nothing!" she scolds her.

Dawn bites down on her lip suddenly feeling riled up in a swirl of emotions, "Yes I can! Just because he's my father, doesn't give him the right to dictate my life! He never cared before! He never cared when my mother died! So why is he caring now, huh? Why the hell did he fucking want me to go to this stupid school? Why doesn't he want me in his life?!" She shouts back just as loud, her voice cracking at the last question.

Cynthia sighs in aggravation, knowing that she was hurt by her father's actions. Also knowing something she didn't even know. "You can't just pick up and leave. Your father wouldn't want that."

Dawn glares harshly at her, narrowing her eyes. "Who are you? My mother?" she viciously snaps, getting up and turning to walk away.

Principal Cynthia was now fed up, she grabs her wrist "No. but right now, I'm the boss of you. You are my responsibility. You're not going anywhere until you straighten up that attitude of yours. How the hell do you think your mother would react if she saw you behaving like this? Did you ever think that's the reason why your father sent you here in the first place? You think she's happy watching you behaving like that from up above? If she was here, she would be very disappointed in you. And I'm guessing you don't want that now, do you?"

Dawn's glassy eyes, started to water even more and she looks down. "No…." she responds in a weak voice.

Principal Cynthia sees that her words must have hit a nerve. Her eyes soften, "Let's go back to school, okay?"

They head back to the car, thankfully it hadn't been towed. It seemed like luck was definitely on Principal Cynthia's side today. They all get into the car with Dawn sitting in the passenger seat, and Misty and Paul riding in the back.

Dawn was looking at her folded hands on her lap the whole car ride, she suddenly felt eyes on her and she glances up to see Paul glaring at her in review mirror. Her eyes widen, and started watering at how guilty she feels, she gives him the most painful look, her eyes filled with sorrow and regret.

Paul scoffs shaking his head at her, and turns to away from her to look out the window.

Dawn sighs, biting down on her lip, thinking to herself 'he will never forgive me, and I don't blame him…'

They finally reached the destination of the school and they make their way into the building.

Principal Cynthia sighs softly, "Misty, class is about to start so go get changed if you are late, tell them I excused you and to call me if they have any questions." "You two," she suddenly points to Dawn and Paul, "follow me into my office." She starts walking and they follow her. They finally reach her office and she sits down while they stand right in front of her desk.

"Do you two realize how in trouble you both are? Do you not realize the consequences of trying to escape this place? Did you think that running back home you would be just fine? No because I'm sure as hell that you both would be sent back here." she then glances at Dawn, "Dawn, are you seriously going to tell me that it's that miserable here for you? I mean for the past month at all, you didn't have any fun?" she asks her, raising a brow at her.

Dawn was going to answer 'yes,' but now that she actually thought about it. It wasn't that bad at all. She had fun with Misty and Ash, and especially with Paul. She sighed softly before answering, "No…"

"See? You've been so caught up in trying to get out of here that you didn't even notice that you were actually enjoying your time here. You think I don't know that you've been trying to get suspended? I'm not that big of an idiot. I knew all along, that's why I didn't suspend you. I was trying to show you that life here isn't that bad. I mean look at the friends you made, and they are actually friends with you because of you, not your money. I actually knew your mom, you were her everything and I think you honestly owe it to her, by giving this school a chance."

Dawn's jaw drop the floor, even Paul's eyebrows raised in surprise. Dawn couldn't believe that Cynthia knew her mother. She didn't know what to think of it. "You—you knew my mother?" she stuttered, her voice cracking as she spoke.

Principal Cynthia nods her head. "We were college roommates. She was the most wonderful person, and had the biggest, kindest heart. Just like I'm sure you do Dawn. But you're just afraid to show everyone who you really are, so you hide. You hide under this "bad girl" attitude, and you know that isn't you. So stop hiding from everyone, don't be afraid to show who you really." she says in a gentle soothing tone to her.

Dawn stays quiet, as she looks down to the floor her bangs covering her eyes as tears streamed down her face. She couldn't speak, all she could do is nod her head, and that's what she did.

"And Paul," she looks over at him "What is this all about? You have been going here for almost three years now, and you never had a problem with it before. I heard you were on the phone with your brother, do you miss him? Did you think he sent you here to get rid of you? You know your mother went here as well, and I knew her as well and she would want you to stay. Not run away from your so called problems. Is this just you being stubborn?" she fired all of these questions at him.

Paul frowns and glares hard at her desk, not making any eye contact with her at all. "No." he firmly replies

"Then what?" she asks, narrowing her eyes at him.

He coughs awkwardly, "Um… I don't really want to talk about it." he pauses for a couple of seconds before adding, "it's kind of personal…"

She stares at him for a second, then leans back in her chair. "Alright. That's understandable. But you aren't getting away with that so easily. Both of you will have an hour detention for the rest of the semester. And you will both work in the kitchen, serving food for other students. And you're only allowed to be out for an hour on Saturdays. Are we clear?"

They both didn't argue and protest, so they both nodded their heads.

"Good" she looks at her watch, "now both of you go change, while I personally talk to your teachers and explain the situation."

They both nod again and walk out of her office.

Paul starts walking away, not even saying anything to Dawn.

Dawn gulps seeing him about to walk away, but she doesn't want him to leave. Her heart breaks all over again, thinking of what she did to him again. "Wait! Please Paul!" she calls out, her voice breaking in the process.

He stops and turns around giving her a painful expression, "What? What could you possibly want from me?!" he shouts at her with rage seething through his body.

She whimpered back, cowering at his expression "Please—just please let me explain." She lets out a sob of desperation show through her voice.

Paul scoffs angrily, "Why? So you could just feed me more of your lies? Gee no thanks." He spat bitterly, turning to walk away again.

She quickly moves out to step in front of him tripping over her feet in the process, she grabs his arms, pleading with him desperately as tears stream down her face. "Please—please" she cries out to him.

Paul's eyes soften when he sees the tears streaming down from her face. He couldn't do it. He couldn't be cruel to her like he usually does with everyone else. He doesn't understand why. He doesn't understand why she makes him feel like a softie. He could care less if it were anyone else, but not with her. He swallows a big lump that formed in his throat, and mumbles out "fine."

Dawn tries to speak, but the words couldn't form from her mouth, she was shivering and trembling desperately. She didn't know what to say. All of her words, weren't even worth anything with the amount of pain she has caused him.

Paul stares down at her with hard expression on his face. He shakes his head in disappointment and goes to walk away again.

Dawn whimpers and goes in front of him again and grabs his shirt in a fist, and that's when she starts balling like a wailing baby. She leans her head on his chest, trying to calm herself down, but it wasn't working. She did this to herself and she will never make it up to him, but she doesn't know what she can do to make it better between them. "Please—please" she cries out, between her sobs "just—just… I really meant everything I said to you—you have to believe me." She continues to sob uncontrollably.

Paul felt his own tears well up in his eyes, as he looked down at the sobbing girl in his chest. "How am I supposed to believe that, huh?" he mumbled out incoherently, his voice cracking as well "How do I know that isn't another one of your lies…?"

"Because—because it's not…" she whimpered again "I swear…" she tried to sniffle and calm herself down, but it still wasn't working.

"How should I know that…?" Paul whispered, pain dripping in his voice.

"I'm—I'm so sorry… please believe me. Please trust me. I didn't—I didn't mean—" she wailed again, not even caring that she is staining his t-shirt with her tears and snot.

"That's the thing Dawn… I don't trust you. You told me that you wanted to be with me. You actually made me think that for once, someone wanted me. Not for my money, or sex or looks. But just me. And you have no idea how happy I was for the first time in my life. I was so happy that the person who warmed up my cold heart was you. But then the next thing I know, all my money is gone and so are you." he mumbles painfully as he pushes her off of his chest wipes her eyes and her face with his shirt and then takes a step back, away from her.

Dawn sniffled looking up at him with a tear stained face, she takes a step towards him "I do want you for you. I always did." She whimpered again, trying her hardest not to sob like a little child again.

Paul gulps again and he shuts his eyes for a brief second as a tear made its way down his face, he opens his eyes back up and stares at her, shaking his head. "No you don't. At least I don't believe you did. I finally fall in love and it's with someone who has a colder heart than me…" and with that he walks away before she can say anything else to him.

Dawn breaks out into full on sobs as she leans on the nearest wall, trying to breathe and not have a panic attack. She puts one of her hands on the wall and one on her heart, trying to stop this aching pain but she can't. She had just lost the best possible thing that ever happened to her and the closest thing she has had to real love, walk away from her. And in that moment she cried, because she didn't know what else to do to ease the pain from her heart.

A half hour later

Dawn finally heads back to her dorm room, after that little outburst she had. She felt so embarrassed by the whole thing and she was definitely late for class, but she could care less at the moment. She walks into her dorm room bumping into Misty who was getting her things ready to make her way out, probably finally heading to class.

Dawn frowns and bites down on her bottom lip nervously, "Hi…" she says hesitantly.

Misty looks at her and rolls her eyes, ignoring her grabbing her books and rushing to get out of the room to obviously avoid Dawn.

Dawn sighs, not wanting burst out in water works again. "Misty—look I know you are pissed at me and you don't know how sorry I really am…" she tries to explain herself.

Misty shakes her head at her, "No you are a cold hearted little bitch, and I can't believe you are even still here. Go home. No one wants you here, and I'm sure even your dad wants nothing to do with you." she spat maliciously.

Dawn swallows a lump that formed into her throat as tears started to well up in her eyes again, "You don't understand that was—"

"The only option? No Dawn it wasn't. You only wanted to think it was." She growled at her, before bumping into her shoulder hard knocking her over in the process and walking out of the room.

Dawn stayed on the floor, thinking to herself, 'I deserved all of this, I don't deserve to be happy. No one wants me around, not my friends, my father. I'm sure my mother doesn't either…' she covered her face with her hands, and cried again. She doesn't know if things will get better, she doesn't know how to fix things, but right now all she can do is just hope everything will be alright.

A/N: So this was the most depressing chapter I have ever wrote, no I lied I have written depressing things. But for this story it is, so don't hate me for this! Sorry for any mistakes. I just really wanted to post this! xD Let me know your thoughts by leaving a review :) Laters~