Okay, well I am back... my chapter for the holidays are here. I hope you guys are all enjoying your Christmas Eve, if you celebrate that. Anyway, this seems like it will be an easy chapter to write, I mean I left off in the most obvious way. Anyway, I will get started now!
I reached the room in record time and turned the knob to enter. Unfortunately for me it was locked. "Great," I muttered. I was now in the middle of the hall in my pajamas with a pillow and nowhere to go. I sighed and slowly inched back to my room where the light was still on. Paul was obviously done changing I gathered from the stillness in the room. I took one more deep breath and pushed open the door. I immediately locked eyes with him. Now he was on his hands and knees in the middle of the floor. "I—I'm," I started. He immediately cut me off.
"Just get down here and help me look," he practically ordered. I jumped from the harshness in his voice; there was no doubt that he was angry. I got on my hands and knees and began to look for something—anything out of place. I didn't know what I was looking for, but I really didn't want to annoy him anymore. After five minutes I sighed, I couldn't find something I couldn't identify.
"What am I looking for?" I questioned. I had to clear my throat after that; I couldn't believe that my voice just cracked. He was seriously making me nervous. He glanced at me for less than a second before muttering something. "What?" I questioned. That was way too low, even for a pokémon. His cheeks immediately tinged. I couldn't believe it, he was blushing again. So obviously I dropped something other than change.
"Just keep looking," he answered. His voice sounded hoarse. Did he not want me to find it? I looked at him and he was suddenly searching a lot more thoroughly than before. I really needed to know what this was.
"I can't find something I don't know anything about. What is it? What are you hiding?" I interrogated. I looked at him once more; he now was sitting on his knees glaring at me. I gulped. I suddenly remembered why I was nervous earlier.
"Well if someone wasn't busy being nosey this wouldn't be happening," he growled. I flinched. His eyes widened and he immediately crawled towards me knocking me off balance. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him grab something red. As quick as I noticed it, it disappeared. "Go through my stuff again and you will be sorry," he threatened. He then threw the antidotes and other stuff into his bag and shoved the, whatever it was, in his pocket.
"Well I am sorry. Gosh you are so grumpy all the time. I just wanted to find out more about you," I defended. He smirked at me causing me to stop there. I was definitely not prepared for that. "What?" I questioned.
"So you are saying that it is okay for people to just look through other peoples stuff?" he quizzed. I nodded. It made sense to me; I mean if we are going to travel over the region we should be a little close right? He then grabbed my little bag. I just watched him… there was nothing in there that I was really scared about him seeing. He flipped the bag over and everything dropped to the floor. He instantly grabbed the diary which I forgot was in there. It was normally always in my suitcase, I really don't remember putting it there. It still wasn't cause for alarm though, he needed the key. "Where is the key?" he asked. He held out his hand expectantly. I just rolled my head.
"It is locked for a reason you know," I started. My voice suddenly disappeared as I heard the lock click open. He then threw the bobby pin back down on the floor. "You can't do that, stop!" I yelled. He ignored me and began to flip through the first few pages. I immediately jumped on him causing him to fall backwards and I was now laying on top of him clawing for my small pink book.
"Get off," he growled. He still kept my diary out of reach as he pushed up on me. I immediately straddled him so I couldn't fall off and continued to attempt to rescue my secrets. Because the world is against me, at that second the door swung open.
"Dawn, Drew is still miss--" May stopped. She gave us a questioning look before turning a bright red. I knew what it looked like. I was straddling Paul who didn't have a shirt on, this was rather embarrassing, but I couldn't lose it.
"May, grab my diary from him… please!" I yelled. She immediately went over and grabbed the pink journal, and I simultaneously hit the floor as Paul sat up. He then got to his feet and sat on his bed. He was quiet; he was either embarrassed or still annoyed. May gingerly handed me my book and I smiled gratefully at her. "Now what were you saying about Drew?" I questioned. She immediately seemed flustered again.
"He is still not here, I think something has happened to him," she explained. I sighed, it was already one in the morning and I hadn't got any sleep. Now I would have to help look for Drew. Not that I minded, but honestly he was never nice to me so it really was more a charity to May. "Paul, do you remember what the girl looked like?" she questioned. Paul didn't answer for a few seconds but then finally responded.
"I don't really remember, reddish, brownish hair hair… I don't know I think there was some green eyes. I don't really know," she stated. Both girls sighed as the looked out into the dark abyss of the night. This was going to be a long night.
Okay, done. This is a little shorter but I am going out of town. Disney is calling my name lol! So enjoy your day and week!
