Chapter 4 ~ ROCOCO
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Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon.
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The green haired boy looked at the laughing brunette with a slightly irked expression. "And what are you laughing about?" he asked her scornfully.
"I'm sorry, but, you have to admit that it was amusing. I'm May, May Maple." she introduced herself with a smile. He sat back down and after he did so, he introduced himself nonchalantly by simply stating, "Drew."
They both sat there in silence for a few moments, but without either of them noticing, they started to slip into light conversation. Time seemed to fly past and the teachers were hardly worth mentioning as they came and went, and lo, the bell rang signaling lunch.
May gathered her belongings and she made a leisurely tread for the office. Amongst the chatter of students, she seemed devoid of any interest and she did plan to keep herself blissfully ignorant and unresponsive to her surroundings, until of course, she noticed a certain boy walking beside her.
"Are you following me Drew?" she asked with a quirked eyebrow. Drew flipped his hair, a manner that he has done more than a few times, clearly.
"Get over yourself. It just so happens that I'm going in the same direction," he retorted. May felt her cheeks heat up, but despite herself, she glared at him.
They ignored each others' presence and then both realized that their destinations happened to be the same.
"Okay…I'll mark this off as a weird coincidence…" spoke May as she leaned on the pillar closest to the bulletin board. Drew just shrugged as he leaned against the wall.
No sooner as silence settled between the two, it was broken by a certain voice.
"Hey!" they heard a girl yell. It turned out to be a running and smiling April, with Jun walking at a slightly brisk pace behind her.
"Hey!" greeted May. Drew just raised his hand in greeting. This gesture did not go unnoticed by May.
"You know her?" she asked.
"Duh," he replied. By that time, April and Jun already reached the pair.
"So, let's head to lunch," said May enthusiastically. April nodded.
Just as they were about to head over to the cafeteria, May asked a question. "Wait, why are you tagging along? And how do you know April?" she asked, looking at Drew. April sighed.
"May, knock, knock… I told you he was coming didn't I? Sunday morning, remember?"
May tapped a finger on her chin thoughtfully as she tried to recall the events of the said day. The scene shifted to that of an early Sunday morning where May, April, and Jun were casually hanging out in a nearby park.
"Hey guys, remember the time I said I had a brother? He's going to be with us this school year, which reminds me that both of you know nothing about him don't you? Well, you'll meet him tomorrow," rambled April. May however, devoted her attention to a passing butterfly.
May was brought back to reality by a nudge. "Oh, yeah, I remember now, so he's your 'mysterious' big brother that we know nothing about?" asked May.
"Duh," replied April. May studied both of them but she couldn't find any resemblance. April had light brown hair and purple eyes. Drew had green hair and emerald eyes. April was pale. Drew was lightly tanned. Drew was at least a head taller than April. April smiled. Drew smirked. They held no resemblance, and yet, they were alike in many ways, well, a few ways, thought May since she didn't know much about Drew. A few of those was how they both carried themselves, their posture, and that glimmer in their eyes. Not to mention the manner they respond to others.
"I don't see the resemblance," stated Jun.
"Not that hard to explain, it can all be easily clarified through genetics," spoke Drew while April nodded in agreement.
"But to make it much easier, he has mom's hair and dad's eyes, and I look more like our grandmother." stated April simply. Jun nodded in understanding.
"So are we just going to stand here? 'cause I sure as heck do not want to starve…and we have gym later on…" started April, making her way to the cafeteria.
"Good point," said May with a laugh and she walked past April.
"Hurry up!" she yelled. April blinked in surprise. Jun laughed and followed after her.
"You have and odd taste in character…" said Drew staring after the other two. April looked at them wistfully.
"You say that as if there's nothing queer about your own personality," she retorted while following her friends.
"Touché."
With that said, brother and sister headed off for lunch.
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Meaning behind the chapter title:
Rococo - A musical style characterized as excessive, ornamental, and trivial.
~The word in the definition that I wish to give emphasis on is the word trivial, where, in my opinion, is how you might find this chapter.