A/N: Hey everyone! Yes, I am updating AGAIN! :D I'm so fresh on this one whereas on LMAB, I'm blank. ): But well, enjoy this little treat!

Dedications:

(1) To Kirsty(-Kaidee-1)! Yes, to you because you showed me the joys of free music downloads. XD I know, I can be so dumb when it comes to technology. But this isn't the only reason, Kirst, you're absolutely fantastic! Just like the big sister I never had. (:

(2) To Lorry (delcatty546)! Yes, you! I heart you, Lor! Thanks so much for giving me a great best friend! Remember that convo? Lol, it's so hilarious when I think of it. That was definitely one of the conversations I'd never forget.

Disclaimer: No… I don't own Pokemon. Who do you take me for?

Chapter 5 – (May's POV)

The ride back home was much better. I could finally laugh and enjoy my time. I got even more excited when Steve mentioned something.

"There's a dance coming up, right Drew?" he remarked and Drew nodded.

"Yeah, the one to celebrate the beginning of summer. It's going to be on Sunday," Drew answered.

Sunday was only a week away from now! This summer has turned from perfect to miraculously wonderful. I mean, how good can a summer at Sea City get? There weren't any more mentions of it afterwards but I was still on high hopes that Drew would ask me to go with him. He did notice the fog in my hair, right? Chelsea must've guessed that I was certainly counting on going with Drew because she warned me not to have so high hopes when we got back home. What a spoiler.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday passed by in a blur and Drew still haven't said anything to me. Oh well, I figured that he must've forgotten and had the tickets in his wallet the whole time. Men are so forgetful. By Friday it was impossible to be oblivious to the fact that there was going to be a dance. All across the beach and boardwalk there were posters of the dance, inviting people and offering half price for couples. I had grown a bit uneasy by Saturday. Chelsea was already asked out by Steve which she accepted but I was still solo. I decided to press on the subject that afternoon when we went to get some ice-cream.

"So… the people who are arranging the dance are sure doing a hard job putting up those posters," I remarked casually and observed his expression. There was a hint of uneasiness that appeared but if he did feel troubled, he sure hid it well.

"Yeah, it must cost a whole lot of paper," he replied, shoving his hands inside the pockets of his jeans. "Did you like that ice-cream? I thought it terrible."

I noticed how he changed the subject so quickly but I let it slip, not really wanting to believe that he was actually going to take another girl to the dance. I hoped it wasn't Dana out of all people.

"A random boy on the beach asked me if I was going to the dance but I told him I already had a date," I said, ignoring his question. A somewhat relieved look appeared on his face.

"Really? Well that's good. Maybe we could swap dances."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Swap dances? So he did have a date already. "B-but I thought y-you…"

The look on his face was the most torturous of all. It was all mixed with worry, anxiousness and… pity? Before he had a chance to say anything, I ran back to my aunt's house, locking myself in my room and crying for how foolish I was. Just because we had a few dates together and went out for a couple of ice-creams didn't mean anything; I told bitterly to myself. He already has a girl he actually wants to go to the dance with. A knock on my door made me look up from my soaked pillow.

"G-go away!" I cried out.

"May, its Chelsea. Let me inside, please?" came the voice of Chelsea from outside. I didn't want to talk to Chelsea but she was a good friend and so I let her in. She sighed when she saw my red puffy face.

"Let me guess, Drew's not going to the dance with you?" she asked gently and I didn't say anything. She didn't need to ask the obvious. Taking my silence as an answer, she sighed again.

"I told you not to get your hopes up, May."

"Oh stop rubbing it in the face that you got asked out!" I exclaimed and Chelsea looked hurt.

"I wasn't rubbing anything, May…" she said softly. "Do you know who it is?"

I shook my head and she thought for a while. "Do you think it could be Dana?"

"I don't know," I muttered, really hoping it wasn't Dana.

"Well, we'll find out tomorrow…" Chelsea answered and left my room.

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The whole day on Sunday, I tried as hard as I could I avoid Drew. Whenever I saw a hint of green, I felt the rejection again. It was sickening. That night as I watched longingly as Chelsea changed into a slinky red dress she borrowed from me. I wished I had a date. If I had accepted that boy on the beach I would be dressing up too. But it wouldn't happen; I told myself. You wouldn't want to see Drew with another girl either.

"I'll tell you the moment I get back, okay?" Chelsea said and I nodded, not really wanting to know the girl who he chose over me.

"Thanks, Chels."

"No problem. I think I better get going now…"

"Have fun," I told her.

"Thanks. You try not to be too sad either. It's just a boy, May. There's plenty of fish in the ocean. Especially for someone as pretty as you," Chelsea told me with a smile. "Well, bye."

"Bye."

I watched as she walked out of the room and out of the house. Sighing, I walked back to my own room, shoving my hands inside the pockets of the grey hoodie I was wearing. Sitting down on the bed, I took out a book I borrowed from Uncle Bryan. It said 'The History of Sea City'. It was very thick and I grew tired of it after two pages. I didn't want to be stuck inside a dreary room reading 'The History of Sea City'; I wanted to be whirling around the dance floor in Drew's arms. He seemed like he would be good at dancing…

Sighing again, I walked to the window, seating myself in front of the sill. Resting my elbows on the window sill, I lowered my chin on my palms and looked outside at the night. I wondered who would be the lucky girl, twirling in Drew's arms at the moment. I wondered if Chelsea would trade dances with him. I wondered…

From the distance, I heard two foghorns bleating in the distance, interrupting my thoughts.

'Yoo-hoo! Yoo-hoo!' one bleated.

'Come back…! Come back…!' the other cried.

The bleats sounded so like human words. As I stared out to the distance, two tears slid from my eyelids. Quickly wiping them away, I scolded myself.

Get over yourself; I told myself. Ten years later, you'd be looking back, laughing at this scene. But I knew that even ten years later I couldn't laugh at this. This night was too painful for me to laugh at even after ten years.

'Yoo-hoo! Yoo-hoo!'

'Come back…! Come back…!'

A/N: Aww… the ending was sad and depressing. ): Those who are wondering if foghorns actually sound like that, yes, they do! :-O This chapter was short and I'm sorry for it. But I hoped you enjoyed it! Don't worry though, there are more happy moments coming up in the future!

Thanks for reading! Please review!

-Suzie :o))