Summary: Remake of my original story "Bluebells and Lavenders". Drastic change ahead, beware!
A/N: My beta reader is BluebellsAndLavender, so if there is any problem with the grammar, feel free to take it up with her!
"speaking"
'thoughts'
The main characters are in their senior years (grade 12).
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An Ikarishipping Fanfiction
Re: Bluebells and Lavenders
Chapter Four
"Sour and Bitter"
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Previously...
She placed her backpack against the wall near a couple dozens of chairs all stacked up neatly. She got up and turned around when she saw an unfriendly face.
"Oh great. Don't tell me you're in this class too?"
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"What are you doing here!?" Dawn gasped.
"I'm in this class, Troublesome." Paul barked quietly. He set his bag on top of Dawn's and casually walked away.
"Hey! You just placed your bag on mine on purpose!" She cried out.
As usual, Paul had ignored her distress. Luckily for her, Gary had popped by to see what was happening.
"What's going on, Dawn?" He asked as he tucked his hands into his pocket.
"That jerk-face dumped his backpack on top of mine!" She hissed, still glowering at Paul.
Dawn heard Gary sigh and she turned infamously red from the touch of his hand on her shoulder. "Don't mind him. He's always like that."
The warmth of his hand on her shoulder lifted as he bent down to pick up Paul's backpack and placed it beside Dawns'.
"There, now your backpack is free from his wrath," he laughed.
"Thanks, Gary." She beamed.
"Alright you wanabee stars!" A voice shrilled.
"Ah, that's the teacher. We better get going." Gary walked towards the body of students that were grabbing chairs and creating a circle as a tall and slender man with long, purple hair with the thickness of tentacles that cascaded down his shoulders walked in. He wore a very strange attire that consisted of a tight sleeveless shirt that revealed his belly button from a diamond like cut out and a light green vest with dark green studs going around the hem of the arm hole and with matching pants to boot.
"Hm, seems like we have a new student. Dawn Berlitz!? Is there a Dawn Bertliz here?" He screamed with absolute boredom.
Dawn quickly raised her hand and rushed over with a chair in stow. "I-I'm here!"
The other students snickered and laughed. She was lucky enough to find a spot next to Gary, but was unfortunately beside Paul as well.
"Mm," the teacher bit the tip of his finger nail. "Alright, introduction's over. Let's do some warm-ups before we practice for the school play." The teacher continued on talking about the exercise everyone has to do. Dawn leaned over towards Gary.
"I don't understand what's going on..." She said quietly.
Gary's eyes moved to the corner to see Dawn and went back to watching the teacher while he explained. "Well, first off. In Drama, we always do warm-up exercises. Some of them would be a lot of improv to help us get a better understanding as well as our imagination."
"Wow...I'm starting to get a little nervous about this..." Dawn confessed.
Gary continued looking forward with his arms crossed in front of him. He closed his eyes and smiled. "You'll be fine. You'll do great, Dawn."
The bluenette giggled quietly and joined Gary in watching and listening to the teacher.
"Okay, we're going to do the bus stop scenario! I need volunteers. We need two people." He shouted.
"I'll go."
Dawn shifted her head and faced Paul who had raised his arm.
"Thank you Paul. Come on up then, hurry!"
Paul got up from his seat. Dawn saw that he had given her a look that made him look inferior to him. Her lips formed a thin line and her eyes grew dark the more she looked at Paul and his smirking face. Without thinking, she rose her hand and held it up high.
"Dawn..." Gary whispered.
"Miss Berlitz...you want to try?" The teacher asked, unamused.
Dawn nodded. "Y-yes!"
The teacher rubbed his chin. "Normally, I would let the newbies sit out until given a proper demonstration..." He paused and looked at Dawn with judging eyes. He sighed. "However, I admire your determination."
Dawn simpered and got up, standing a few steps away from Paul.
"Alright Dawn. You're going to be waiting for the bus and Paul will approach you as whoever and whatever, trying to talk to you. It's up to you in where you will take the situation. Alright, let's give them a countdown!"
Dawn took her place on the chair and Paul walked "off stage". Everyone counted down from five, clapping in between as they did so.
"Three...two...one..." They all clapped three times.
Paul walked towards Dawn. He had tied his hair up in a ponytail and unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt. He stood next to Dawn with his hands in his pockets. His head slowly turned to her and smirked. "Hey there sweetie. I've never seen a girl like you here before. You new here?"
Dawn, was mortified at his change in personality. "Oh, uh, yeah. I'm new. I just moved here."
'Well...this is drama class...so it would make sense if he's acting...I think he's acting...he's usually much ruder...' She thought.
Paul took a seat next to Dawn and dragged his foot to rest on the very edge of his thigh where the knee starts. His feet began to tap slightly and he threw his arm around Dawn's shoulders. "Hey, listen. I know a great bar we could go to. I'm sure a hot babe like you could do just fine there."
Dawn swallowed the growing saliva that occupied her mouth. She breathed and smiled at him, playing the same game. "I'm sorry, baby, but I'm simply not interested! You see," she said with a happy pout. "I'm actually here because I blew up a construction site in a town East from here. And I've recently set a house on fire so right now, I sort of need to leave this town before I get caught. But thank goodness for disguises." Dawn paused, and smirked. "Oh look! The bus is here, I have to get going, it was a pleasure to meet you, sweetie." Dawn got up from her chair and walked off.
The teacher clapped, wiping tears from his eyes. "That was wonderful! Simply amazing work!"
"Um, thanks?" Dawn said uneasily. She wasn't expecting the teacher to be so proud of her dialogue.
"Mr. Harley, you must be kidding right? She's still a newbie and that was just dialogue of being a creeper. It didn't show much. I, and I'm sure a lot of people here, would agree that I did a lot better than her," Paul said proudly.
Sad enough, most people nodded. May, Drew and Misty were all worried about Dawn. They looked over at her and gave her moral support through their expressions and May's horrible lip signing.
"Hey, she did great for a new-comer, Paul. I'm sure everyone was like her once. She probably hasn't ever done any acting before coming here. So why not you take it easy and give Dawn a break?" Gary stood up. His eyes were fierce and fueled with anger.
"Hm, what do we have here?" Paul mocked as he wore a deadly grin. His bangs created a menacing shadow on his face as he lifted and angled his head. "Oak has a crush on the new girl? And you both just met too. Do you have no shame, Oak?"
Dawn's face could have light up the entire room. Gary didn't falter; he remained calm and composed and looked at Paul straight at his eye.
"Please, I just met her and unlike you, I'm a kind person who knows when to draw the line. You however, never stop putting people down and belittling them just like what you're doing right now to Dawn!"
"Guys, come on now. This is no time to be fighting," said Misty. She had stood up and placed her hands on Gary's arm. He looked over to the redhead and sighed. He sat back down with a 'huff' and turned the other cheek.
Dawn eyed the two carefully. Her thoughts wandered and bounced around the inside of her head. She wondered if something was secretly going on between Gary and Misty. The blue haired girl felt a slight pang in her heart but mentally shook it off and pushed the feeling aside. She went back to her seat and sat back down without a single sound leaving her mouth.
The class carried on slowly for Dawn. She really didn't know why she put this as her backup class. She didn't fit in. Everyone seemed to have a lot of experience, everyone meaning Paul. She couldn't forget the personality change he just did earlier. She really could not see him as the playboy type of guy. She analyzed the scene over and over again. She knew very well he was acting like a typical flirt.
"Alright Berlitz, since you're new and everything, I want you to be an extra and just stand there next to Brendan and talk quietly." Mr. Harley turned to face the rest of the students as he shoved Dawn towards a young boy with short black hair and a scar that went unnoticed. "We're going to practice the scene five. Hurry up to your positions!"
Dawn stood there and watched the other students rehearse their lines. She remembered that she had to look like she was having a lovely conversation with the red-eyed guy beside her.
"Um, hi. I'm Dawn," she said, oh so quietly.
He smiled. "I know who you are. Mr. Harley introduced you to the class."
She blushed. "R-right..."
The scene played on and on. Mr. Harley scolded most of the people for forgetting their lines so easily and forced them to go back from the top until it was flawless.
"Is he always like that?" Dawn quietly asked Brendan.
The boy looked over at the students who were talking. "You mean Mr. Harley? Yeah, he's pretty strict; but that's what makes him a good teacher. His way of teaching may be harsh and cruel, but that's only because he cares. And because of that, most of his former students got lead roles in movies or they got scouted by people."
Dawn also turned to face the teacher. "Huh...that's pretty neat..."
"Extras!" Mr. Harley boomed. "Please be quiet when we're rehearsing!"
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The class ended with Mr. Harley screaming and saying how everyone must remember their lines next class. He threatened that if anyone had to rely on their scripts or flash cards, he would keep them there after school and practice their lines over and over again as well as having them clean the place.
May was bawling her eyes out when they didn't have class next block. Drew had to drag her away to allow Dawn to reach her English class.
Gary appeared behind her and tapped her shoulder. She whipped her head around and smiled.
"Hey Gary!"
"Hey there, Dawn. What class do you have now?" He asked, scratching his hand.
"I have English with…" Dawn paused to check her schedule. "Ms. Shirona."
Gary coughed. "Oh man. She's one tough teacher. She is a really strict marker."
Dawn felt like running back to Twinleaf town. All of her teachers back then were all so nice.
"This is...I don't...oh man..." Her shoulders slumped and she lowered her head.
Gary laughed and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry 'bout it Dawn. You just need to work hard. Even if Mr. Shirona is a strict teacher, she has a fun side to her. She's pretty chill at times. Just try to do what you're supposed to do and not anger her. Other than that, it's all fine."
Dawn rose her head and looked up at Gary. "Thanks...really..."
He shook his head. "Not a problem – oh, I should really get going to my next class. I'll talk to you later, Dawn."
She nodded. Gary flashed her a grin before he ran through one of the doors at the side of the school building. Dawn sighed and started to ask people where Ms. Shirona's classroom was. She walked up and found the same door that was near the Grad Area and entered through. She walked a little further and had finally found her classroom with three minutes to spare.
She saw the teacher at her desk at the very back. She swallowed the lump in her throat and preceded to walk towards the teacher.
The teacher looked up, her bangs covering a bit of her eye. "You must be the new student."
"Y-yes! My name's Dawn Berlitz."
She smiled. "As you can see, I am Ms. Shirona. Class is about to start, so why don't you sit next to," she stopped herself mid-sentence to look around the room for a free desk. She smiled and pointed behind Dawn. "Why don't you sit over there? Next to Paul? He's the one with purple hair."
Dawn hesitantly looked over her shoulder and saw that Paul had turned to face them. Dawn heard the teacher to call Paul over and he did.
"Paul, since she's new, I would like you to tell her the things she has missed. And Dawn, I will give you the course outline and worksheets that we have done in term two. Now, I'd like you both to go to your seats. I'm going to start the lesson in a few minutes."
Paul turned around and headed to his desk with Dawn following behind him. As he sat down, she was forced to pull out the chair and sit next to him. The thing she hated about the desk was that it was fairly long and rectangular, being able to fit two people and no more. Dawn placed her arms on the long desk, her elbow slightly bumped into Paul's. She heard him growl so she put her hands in her lap instead.
'I hate this...I hate this a lot...why me? Why him?' She thought. Dawn felt like crawling into a corner and crying her eyes out.
The bell chimed and Ms. Shirona walked up to the front of the class carrying a stack of paper. She put the stack of paper on a smaller desk at the front and turned to face her students.
"Alright everyone. Take out your homework from last week. I'm going to go around and check them." The teacher had another set of paper on the desk and grabbed them. She walked towards Dawn and Paul's desk, who coincidentally was the first in their row. Ms. Shirona placed the papers in front of Dawn, explaining to the bluenette that they were worksheets and the course outline for the class.
"Okay Paul. What do you have for me today?" She asked in a playful manner with a serious tone that laced through each word that came out of her mouth.
Paul opened up his binder and presented the teacher with his homework. Dawn peered over and was amazed at his incredibly neat writing.
The teacher smiled with approval and marked something in her own binder. She walked off to the next set of students behind them.
"What are you looking at?" Paul asked, his eyes still facing the white board.
"O-oh! I just...I'm just amazed that you have really neat writing is all," Dawn replied.
The lavender haired boy sighed. He faced Dawn with the same expressionless face he carried around since they first met. "Listen here, Troublesome. I do hope you realize that you should just shut up and stop talking to me because I'm getting rather annoyed. I'm already your partner in Comp Civ. And I found out that you're in my drama and English class now? Seriously, I think you just made me hate those three classes."
Dawn's mouth was agape. She couldn't believe what he had told her.
"Well, geez mister temperamental. I'm so sorry to invade your three most precious classes," she snapped. Dawn looked away and crossed her arms. Her body felt warm and she could feel a bit of sweat forming on her forehead. She adjusted the yellow clips in her hair and brushed out the knots with her fingers. She gathered up her think hair and tossed it over her shoulder.
"Girls." Paul muttered bitterly.
"Oh shut up, Shinji."
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A/N: Oh man, you guys. So much tension between them eh? Anyways, yeah, some stuff I kept from the original story, some I changed. Also, Brendan DOES actually have black hair. His hat is just a little misleading ha ha. Okay well...not going to waste your time reading this author's note, so yeah. Thanks for reading! Enjoy the rest of your day or...something! (:
BluebellsandLavender: Holycraponacracker. Paul is scary /3 I hope you guys are enjoying this story as much as I do
-EPRika-