Summary: Remake of my original story "Bluebells and Lavenders". Drastic change ahead, beware!
"speaking"
'thoughts'
The main characters are in their senior years (grade 12).
A/N: Today's chapter title is by Rascal Flatts.
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An Ikarishipping Fanfiction
Re: Bluebells and Lavenders
Chapter Sixteen
"Why"
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Previously...
"If I see that bitch at school. I'm most definitely going to give her a piece of my mind." Leaf threatened and drove off.
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Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Be-
A groan escaped the lips of a rigid body that hid under the covers of a fluffy dark blanket. They were quickly tossed over their body.
"Ugh..."
A soft knock was heard. "Are you up, Paul?"
He moaned. "Yeah... I'm up..."
Footsteps shuffled away from the door and Paul sat up straight. He grabbed his alarm clock from the bedside table and checked the time.
"Six thirty..." He paused in order to let out a yawn. "Six thirty on a fcking Friday..."
Paul tossed his legs to the side and stretched his arms back. A smile lit up on his face as he heard the faint cracks from his back and the push of his shoulder blades. He cracked his neck from side to side and shook his arms and legs to get them all loose. He gathered up his school uniform and forcibly opened the door. Paul made his way to the washroom and dumped his clothes on top of the laundry basket.
The young adult tied his hair back into a little tuff and pinned his bangs to the side as he splashed his face with unbearably cold water. Goosebumps started to show on his tanned skin but he brushed it off as pointless details. He turned the tap off and grabbed the nearest towel around him. Paul smothered himself with the soft towel he had in his hands and felt refreshed. He could still feel the remnants of the cold water on his face, though he didn't mind it at all.
"Paul! Breakfast!"
"I'm coming!" He called back. He quickly stripped out of his pajamas and threw on his school uniform. It was required that students wore the ribbon-slash-tie thing around their neck, but Paul deemed it as a problem only to get in the way so he never bothered to wear it. He had gotten in trouble because of it four years ago, but the teachers and principals no longer cared – some students were even copying him as if Paul had started some fashion trend at school.
Paul grabbed his backpack and his school's coat and made his way downstairs. He reached the living room and dumped all his stuff on the couch. Paul double-checked that he had everything that he needed for school and nodded with satisfaction.
"You better hurry or else you won't get any breakfast, ha ha." Reggie joked.
He rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Yeah. Whatever."
The brothers sat down at a table just beside the kitchen. Paul looked around with a still face and turned to his brother.
"Where's mom?"
Reggie, who had already stuffed his face with food eyed his younger brother. He swallowed his food – which Paul was grateful for – and answered him calmly. "She went out."
"Where?"
The older brother shrugged. "Just, out."
Paul wasn't satisfied with Reggie's reply but he brushed it off. Thinking that he would simply as his mother when he gets back from school. He checked the time and quickly finished up his meal.
"I'm done." He stated. Paul grabbed his plate and carefully threw them into the sink. "I'm leaving now."
"Okay. Have a safe trip, Paul."
"Hnn..."
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The Grinch stalked into the school and headed to the Grad area to pick up something from his locker. He heard an unwanted noise and walked down the aisle of his locker area and peered out to see who would make such a loud and obnoxious sound.
"Oh great..." He muttered under his breath. "Fcking Troublesome..."
He went back and closed his locker door before he headed to his first class of the day. He swung his backpack over his shoulder and headed away from the Grad area. Because he has quite a few time before class started, he went over to one of the benches that surrounded the office and sat down; he plugged his ears up with his earphones and drowned himself in whatever angsty music that corrupted his mp3 player.
Paul closed his eyes and allowed the music to take control of him. His thoughts wandered off to his past. What he was like in the beginning of his high school years; what he was like when he had met Salvia and after they had gotten together; what he was like when she trampled over his heart and shot it out the cannon; and now, his present self. His loathsome, grieving, hypocritical self. He felt disgusting. He felt like the entire world Arceus had created had betrayed him. He wanted so badly for everything in his miserable life to end. His hand gripped his music player tightly. He tipped his head back gently, touching the glass wall of the office. Paul swallowed and opened his eyes. His heart ached – that is, if he even has one.
"Hey. Mister Sulks-a-lot."
He knew that voice, but he didn't bother replying. Paul simply ignored the person who was currently talking to them.
"Oi! Paul!"
He still continued to drown their voice out with his music. But suddenly, he felt his earphones pop out and he had no other choice but to look at the person. His eyes narrowed and growled with the ferocity of a tiger. "What the fck do you want, Troublesome?"
She pouted and crossed her arms. "I just wanted to talk to you about the Mythology assignment. No need to be such an ass, Paul."
He rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Just leave me the fck alone. We can talk about the project during class."
He gathered up his things and proceeded to his class: chemistry.
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Second period came rolling around but he could really care less about it at the moment. He was pretty much glad that Friday wasn't a Day one or he would have had to share one of his favourite subject talking to Troublesome; he doesn't hate Comparative Civilizations at all. In fact learning about ancient history was something that he had always wanted to learn, even as a child. But the fact that his Mythology project partner was the ditzy blue-haired bug was what made it horrid. She's been at Veilstone Academy for four days and she's already acting like she owns the place – not to mention that she and male Oak had hooked up. They've known each other for two days or something. He was wondering if there was more going on between them.
'Maybe she's whoring herself to him. That's probably why they've announced that they're an item when they haven't even known each other for a week yet.' He thought. 'What a slut.'
He could already imagine the scenario before. And how the two of them were behind the stacks of chairs 'talking'? Paul scoffed.
'She was probably blowing him or something.' He couldn't help but laugh.
"Paul!"
He snapped out of his thought and turned to see who had called him. When he did so, a girl shorter than he was came bouncing down the hall.
"What do you want?" He groaned.
Her eyes fluttered about and she stood fairly close to him. "I just wanted to be close to you!"
Paul shoved her off of him. "Look, Drill head. I want nothing to do with you. So please, get out of my fcking face." He walked off.
He heard her groan and yell, "my name is Ursula!"
"Don't fcking care!" He shouted back, without turning around. The rigid teen slowed down his pace a little, he didn't want to get to psychology too quickly and be rumoured to be "that guy who comes to glass early". No. That was the him when he and his ex were together. That was when he was the most happiest person. She was the one who made him confident and believed that anything could happen. Paul hadn't felt so high up there after his father had passed away. But now that they've broken up and she's all the way at Snowpoint City, he doesn't know what to do. Maybe he should take Reggie's offer and go talk to a therapist.
He finally made it to psychology and took a seat in his regular spot. The teacher, Ms. Fennel came in just before the bell rang. Class started and the students came and marched in one by one.
"Sup, Paul?"
"What do you want, Oak?"
Gary sat next to the purple-haired boy and chuckled. "I just wanted to say 'hi'. No need to bite my head off, Paul."
He rolled his eyes. "Why are you here, today? You'd usually skip class and go back to the dorm to do Arceus knows what."
Gary furrowed his brow. "What are you insinuating, Paul?"
Paul sighed. "I'm saying. Don't you usually go back to the dorm this block and, I don't know, masturbate to whatever porn you have stashed under your bed?"
The brunet turned wildfire red. "P-Paul! What the fck!?" He hissed.
"You asked me what I was implying, and I told you." He replied bluntly.
"Arceus, fck! Paul, I don't ma... I don't do that to myself when I go back to the dorm," Gary whispered as he tried to not let everyone in class hear their conversation.
"You sure?"
"Yes. Fcking yes, Paul. I sleep, okay? I sleep when I go back to the dorms."
"Sleep around, you mean?"
Gary slapped his hands to his face and dragged them down. "No. I don't fck around with girls when I go back. Besides," he leaned back in his chair. "I have a girlfriend."
"Too bad it's not Hothead."
"Hot... Misty..." Gary groaned. "Misty's dating my best friend. Ash. Remember him?"
Paul looked straight in front of the class and watched as Ms. Fennel started class. "You mean the tranny?"
He sensed that Gary resisted the urge to slap the table with his fist. "Ash is a boy."
"Last time I checked, she has boobs and a vagina." It was never really Paul's intentions to rile up Gary and get him so frustrated. But seeing how he may have some secret hidden motives with dating Troublesome, he needed to see what was going on with that stupid brain of his. After all, it was obvious to him that Gary still likes Hothead – Misty.
"For fcks sake, Paul. Ash is a boy, between the ears. Where it counts." Gary seethed.
He shrugged his shoulders and took out a piece of loose leaf and a black pen.
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During lunch, Paul would go to the library and head up to that one room that kept him sane. The room where he had asked Salvia out; the room where they carved their initials and date somewhere; the room where they have their first kiss. Their special room. His special room.
He rested his bag on one of the chairs and walked over to where he and Salvia carved their initials.
His fingers brushed against the letters and date. A small sigh escaped his lips whilst his eyes were still on them, especially Salvia's.
Paul pulled up a chair and sat down. He took out his phone and headed straight to his photo album where there was one section dedicated to him and Salvia. As the hundreds of pictures pulled up to the screen, he scrolled to the very first picture of them and started flipping through from there. Their happy, smiling faces laced every single picture. They were glowing and their eyes had sparkled. To him, they were the perfect couple. He couldn't of asked for more. He had loved her so much that it hurt to just think about it now. But even more so when he reached a picture of them with forced smiles. He knew what had happened there. They were slipping away. Their love wasn't what it was like back then when they started out. She had to do extra work and tutored the younger kids. He had gotten suspicious that she was cheating on him with one of the kids. One day, he had spied on her tutoring sessions and his heart had shattered. The student she was helping with homework kissed her, kissed her hard. What hurt the most was that Salvia didn't pull away fast enough. The kiss lingered for a while longer and he swore she had closed her eyes. When they did pull apart, a ghostly smile traced her lips and the boy grinned from ear to ear.
After the tutoring was done, he watched as his girlfriend and the jerk leave the room. The child ran off somewhere while Salvia remained rooted to the school floors. Paul came out of hiding and approached her. The two of them had their first argument. Paul shuddered at how he could still remember every word that was thrown around. The things that had been brutally said to one another. The tears that trailed off Salvia's face. The way his mind became paralyzed when the argument was done and what became of their status; they were both left broken and single.
This had happened at the end of their years in grade ten. It was also that same year that Salvia had moved to Snowpoint City. Paul was disheartened about the information, believing that they could both mend their relationship back at school – but because of her big move, this goal was deemed impossible. He had gone over the idea of a long distance relationship, but it wasn't much use. He was in Veilstone and she was all the way up north. It wouldn't work. Especially with a huge time difference. And how meeting up would be costly, even if he had gotten a job and saved up, the money would not be enough for a two-way ticket.
Paul still tried to mend things up between them, and was successful – though they are now just friends. Friends who used to have something special.
Now that it's been two years without Salvia in his life, he had become empty. He felt the need to lash out at everyone and everything. He didn't want to socialize with anyone that had been friends with Salvia, or even the friends he had somehow managed to make during his school year. He just wanted everyone to leave him alone.
At the start of grade eleven, the news of his and Salvia's breakup spread so fast that he believed it was but a dream. But now, it's barely halfway through his senior year, his last year in high school and here comes some girl who looks exactly like his ex. He had to do a double-take to make sure it wasn't Salvia. When she had said her name was Dawn, he knew what little hope he had of Saliva coming back was out being fed by the wolves.
Everything about Dawn he had hated; he hated how she looks like Salvia; he hated how she was so loud and ditzy; he hated how she acted so differently from Salvia; he hated that she wasn't Salvia.
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A/N: You're lucky that I love you guys enough to update as per usual. Anyways. I've decided to bump up the story rating to M because I realized there will be LOTS of stuff people under 16 do NOT need to see... Or well around 17-18 maybe... Anyways, Paul's being a depressing twerp.
P.S. This five-chapter block will be dedicated to Paul's misery... I'm kidding. No but seriously, expect a bundle full of Paul in the next four chapters!
-EPRika-