My god. I'm a horrible person.
I'm SO sorry.
I haven't been writing or reading fanfiction for awhile now. I don't know what happened but I've kind of lost interested in it I think. I'll never give up on my fics though. I will finish it. I just feel horrible for how slow the updates are coming.
If you're still with me at this point, THANK YOU. You all deserve so much more.
So without further wait, here's chapter six!

"Miss, would you like to order now?" I looked up, startled out of my thoughts and shook my head at the waiter. A loose strand of blue hair fell out of my ponytail and fell clumsily against my face.

"No, not yet. I'm waiting for my friend." Smiling I drifted back to my previous thoughts as the man walked away. May was running a bit late. We were suppose to meet for a late lunch after her classes before the day ended. Though now that I thought about it, it wasn't too unusual for her to be late. Harley probably weaseled his way into making May do something for him. Again.

I casually took in my surroundings. I was sitting at a booth at one of my favorite restaurants. It was a nice hamburger shack here in Lilycove city, where we live. It was actually owned by the family of one of May's close friends from high school, Kelly. This use to be the place all the kids went to to get a bite to eat after school, and for May and I it was still one of the best places to get a bite to eat!

Not too much longer after I started counting the smudges on the window next to me, I saw May running toward the doors.

"You're late."

"I- I know," May panted. "But I promise you I have a good reason!"

I rolled my eyes. "Let me guess. Harley convinced you to run a bunch of stupid errands for him again."

"No..." May shook her head and smiled. "Why don't we sit down and order our food and I'll tell you all about it!"

Minutes later the waiter came back and took our orders. May got a cheeseburger and I just ordered a salad and chicken noodle soup. While we waited for our food I waited for May to fill me in on why she was late but instead she talked about everything else. How her class went, a cute dog she saw on her way to the restaurant, and even the weather! Once the food arrived she was still rambling on about unimportant things.

"And the car in front of me looked like it had a new paint job. It was such a pretty shade of red! It reminded me of a rose."

I cleared my throat. "Sounds pretty. So why were you late again?"

"OH! Well." May paused to giggle. "I thought you would had noticed by now."

I was confused until May lifted her left hand and I spotted a gorgeous shining ring placed on her ring finger. Its cut was beautiful and it had to be atleast one carat. I was more than envious, especially with the way the light coming in from the window made it glow so bright. I wondered how I didn't notice the ring sooner.

"You're getting married? Details, now!"

As May filled me in on how Drew proposed to her I listened in awe. It was romantic, spontaneous, a huge surprise. Sometimes I wished Paul could be like that...

"And Dawn, I want you to be my maid of honor, naturally!"

"Of course I will May. And you'll be mine too!"

"Of course. If Paul ever gets around to proposing." May joked. I know she didn't mean anything by it, but it stung a little bit. At this rate May would be married with a dozen kids before Paul would finally propose to me. I looked down sadly as I picked at my salad with a fork.

May must have noticed because she asked me if I was okay.

I tried to perk up as I quickly shook my head and waved my hands in front of my face. "No, I'm fine! No need to worry. Really!"

Although my best friend knew me better than that she decided not to question me about it anymore. We finished our food, paid our bill, and went on our way. May drove her car while I decided to walk - it would save money and I wanted some time to think.

I was happy for May. Honestly. But I couldn't deny my jealousy. Not only that, but I was starting to doubt if Paul was even planning on proposing. Maybe that engagement ring box I found in the closet didn't hold any ring meant for me. I sighed and kicked a pebble, which rolled until it fell down into a sewer drain.

"That's where my life is going, right down the sewer!"

xxx

The next few days were routine. Work, lunch with May, home, and sleep. I noticed that my mood wasn't the best lately. Every time I saw Paul I felt I would snap. Like I would just take him and tie him to a chair. Make him listen to wedding music, taste cakes, anything I could think of until he got the picture imprinted on the inside of that thick skull of his.

I was interrupted from thinking about it any further when the very reason for my conflict walked into our bedroom after taking a shower. His hair was still wet and he had a white towel tied around his waist. I didn't hesitate to stare, even if I was annoyed with him. As he looked through our closet for something to wear he seemed to consider something.

"If you like what you see, do something about it. I think we can both get away with missing one day of work."

As my plum haired boyfriend turned towards me with a twinkle in his eye, I was tempted to take him up on his offer. I mean everyone takes a day off from work every once in awhile. So why couldn't we? I was about to agree when my cellphone rang, a cheerful tune playing from it. I got up and made my way to the other side of the room where my phone waited on top of the dresser. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Paul sit down on our bed waiting.

"Hello, Dawn Hikari."

"I just thought I'd call you to tell you that Ms. Fantina wants you here NOW." The voice on the other end of the phone was only snotty enough to be one person. Ursula.

"What?"

"Are you deaf? Our boss, you remember her right? She wants you here now. She wants you to look over the final draft of the summer issue. You better get here soon if you know what's good for you."

She hung up. Just who did she think she was! She's my assistant! That good for nothing... "UGH." I yelled out frustrated.

"So I guess that's a no to a day to ourselves in bed?" Paul asked raising his eyebrow. Though he already knew the answer.

After finishing getting dressed I gave Paul a quick kiss goodbye and ran out of our apartment. Looking at my watch I knew I didn't have time to spare. I quickly signaled down a taxi and prayed the traffic wouldn't be too bad.

xxx

Smoothing out my black pencil skirt, I walked into the twenty-fourth floor of the building that our office was located. I was clearly more than a bit peeved. Although my face could clearly give away at the fact of how annoyed I was, I strode confidently into the meeting room. The room was surrounded only by glass walls and a glass door, a big table and chairs in the center. Everyone else, including Ms. Fantina, were already seated. I inhaled sharply at the displeased look my boss sent me and sat down with all the dignity I could muster.

"Sorry I'm late."

For a few brief seconds, Ms. Fantina sat there silent, unmoving with that same displeased look on her face. Then suddenly she perked up. "Do not worry about it, everyone has off days. Now shall we get down to business?"

I couldn't help but notice Ursula across the table from me cross her arms looking pitiful and defeated. I inwardly smirked.

After presenting the final product for our summer issue, Ms. Fantina was very enthusiastic about it and told me what a good job I'm doing. She said I had an eye for detail and then the meeting was dismissed. I was very satisfied, to say the least. And the entire time my snobby assistant sunk lower and lower into her seat. I just wish I knew why she she acted like that towards me. Oh well.

I found myself leaning back in my chair in my own office not much longer after. I didn't really have anything else I had to do today. So I sat there reflecting on how happy May and Drew must be. Later tonight Paul and I were going to join them at Sparky's, the restaurant/bar we recently had a little too much to drink at. We will toast in their honor and watch them send lovey-dovey looks at each other. Oh no, I wasn't bitter. ... Maybe a little.

I was so busy fuming that I didn't hear my office door open and close. It wasn't until I heard someone clear their throat that I realized none other than Paul was standing in front of me.

"You busy?"

I stood up quickly and made my way to the other side of the desk to stand in front of him. "No, the meeting is done. Why are you here? Shouldn't you be at the gym?"

Paul crossed his arms and grunted. "No. My client was weak, he couldn't handle a simple training routine and gave up."

I laughed but seeing the annoyed look he shot me I quieted up and gave him a hug. "Aww, my baby is just too strong. Because it's not like you could of been pushing the poor guy too hard or anything like that!"

"Shut up. He was just weak, plain and simple. Anyways, let's go home together. We can pick up on where we left off earlier and then meet up with May and Drew."

"Okay, sounds good!" I smiled and went to grab my jacket and bag.

Paul opened the door as we were about to walk out. "It's about time those two got married. Then again everyone knew it would happen eventually. After all they've been together for years now. And did you see the ring Drew got May? I was there when he picked it out. They'll really-"

"THAT'S IT, SHUT UP!" I cut him off, screaming in his face.

"Wha-?"

I cut him off again. "About time those two got married, everyone knew it would happen, been together for years now, ring." I mocked him. "You idiot! What about us? I saw it! I saw the box in the closet! What the heck are you waiting for? Are you waiting until we're eighty to propose to me or something?" After my outburst I was panting heavily as I shook with anger.

"Idiot."

"W-what?" I stood their dumbfounded.

Paul messaged his temples, obviously annoyed. "You always were impatient. I was planning on proposing to you. Just not now."

"Oh..." I could feel the tears trying to escape.

My jerk of a boyfriend crossed his arms. "Yeah... I was waiting until our anniversary next week."

Ouch. Now I really had to feel like the biggest idiot on the planet. "I don't know what to say... I guess I really ruined things this time huh?" I let a sigh escape. "I can wait until next week, unless this whole things has made you change your mind? In which case I totally understa- Mmmff!"

"You didn't really ruin things." Paul said uninterestedly after he kissed me. "But I don't think I'll be proposing next week."

I could feel my lip quiver as I tried to put on a brave face. "Like I said I understand. Ha ha ha... Yeah, it's okay! We can just be how we always were."

He shook his head. "I don't think so." He swiftly moved his hand inside his jacket and pulled out the ring box I had found in our closet. "I want to be able to call you my wife, come home and lay in bed with you and know you'll be there every night." Shrugging, he took the ring out of the box and held it out to me. "I'm not really good with this type of stuff and I'm not going to pretend to be, so just tell me if you want the same thing too."

Quicker than I probably should have, I jumped onto him and latched my arms around him like my life depended on it. "Of course!" I could feel my eyes begin to water from happiness. When I finally released him he slipped the ring onto my finger and I could swear I was floating in that moment.

xxx

After what took place in my office, my fiance and I went back to our apartment to celebrate... if you know what I mean. We totally lost track of time and were running late to meet up with May and Drew. Paul had called a taxi while I got ready and before I knew it we were on our way to Sparky's. It was already dark out and I couldn't help but see my ring sparkle whenever we drove under a streetlight. I was in total bliss. I let out a content sigh.

I was broken out of my thoughts. "Try not to make too much of a big deal out of this."

"What do you mean?"

Paul gave me a bored look. "I know how you are. You're going to run into Sparky's, disturb all the well meaning customers, and just make a big deal out of it."

He knew me too well. "But Paul-bear," I pleaded, "It IS a big deal... it is to me at least." I let my lower lip stick out a bit.

"It's a big deal to me too you know." He took one look into my eyes and I knew he was going to give in. "Whatever. But don't call me Paul-bear. Again. Ever."

Success! I latched my arms around him. "Deal!" Then I felt the taxi come to a stop. Paul paid the driver and we made our way into Sparky's. As soon as my foot was through the door I began to scan the room for my best friend and her own fiance. I noticed Drew's hair first, as conspicuous as it was. Then I found myself in a very familiar scenario, yelling out for the whole bar to hear.

"I'm engaged!"

I held my ring up for all to see and most of the people around us clapped. May hurriedly jumped up, hugged me, and suddenly we were jumping around. When we let go of each other she took a closer look at the ring and then to Paul who was now standing at my side.

"I'm so happy for you guys!"

Drew stood up and laid his hand on Paul's shoulder. "Yeah, me too. But I thought you weren't going to pop the question until your anniversary?"

Paul looked at me and I gave him a sheepish look. "Yeah, I wasn't. But things don't always go as planned I guess." He shrugged and then seemed to realize something. "I'm sorry, we should be celebrating your guy's engagement."

May waved it off. "Don't worry about it. We can celebrate both of our engagements." She motioned for all of us to sit down and so began our evening. Four best friends, two engagments, and two best friends finally going to get the wedding's of their dreams.

If there's any mistakes, just let me know. I'm prettyy rusty at this so yeah.
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