Update April 2013: This chapter has been updated and revised from its original version. Past errors have been fixed and adjustments have been made but the plot of the chapter, characters, and events have remained the same.

To make up for updating late for the past two weeks and to get myself back on my update-every-Saturday schedule, I devoted all of my free time to writing this chapter! Now, here it is! Posted on the Saturday right after my last update and I think it's longer than usual, too. Are you guys proud of me? :D Hope you enjoy! As usual, happy reading and please review!

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Love Unexpected chapter 5

"So, who are you going to prom with?" Dawn asked the girl to her right.

Natalie glanced up at Dawn as she stuffed some of her lunch in her mouth. She quickly chewed and swallowed the food before responding to her blunette friend.

"No clue," she answered. "I was thinking Cam, but I don't know if dates from outside of school are allowed."

"I'm pretty sure they are. I mean, even if they weren't, your boyfriend only graduated a year ago; it should be okay," Dawn offered.

Natalie thought over her friend's words before shrugging and returning to her food. "You're lucky your boyfriend still goes here," she said after swallowing a bite. "You don't even have to worry about finding a date."

Dawn snorted and shook her head. "Are you kidding me?" she scoffed. "What are the odds of Paul wanting to go to prom? Even if I'm lucky enough to convince him to go, he most likely won't want to dress up and match my dress. Watch me end up having to find a new date."

"You're probably right. Good luck searching for a date then," Natalie laughed, and then moved on to a different topic. "Who do you think May's going with?"

"She'll probably go with Gary if the school allows it and if he can make it. You know how much she likes him."

"Who likes Gary?" a familiar voice piped up.

Dawn and Natalie both looked up at the same time to find May returning from the lunch line with a tray of her lunch in her hands. They watched her as she pulled one of the remaining two chairs apart from the table and sat herself down before she set down the tray.

"Who likes Gary?" she asked again before forking some pasta into her mouth.

"You," Dawn told her. "We were just discussing who we were going to go to prom with and who you were going to go with. You are going with Gary, right?"

May's facial expression fell immediately and a frown formed on her lips. "I'm not going with Gary," she sighed sadly.

Dawn and Natalie exchanged confused looks with each other from across the table. Then they turned to May with questioning expressions.

"Why not?" Natalie asked her.

May sighed again and began to absentmindedly toy with her pasta as she answered, "He called me last night and told me that he won't be coming to the Hoenn region until our graduation on the first day of spring before I could even ask him."

"That's not bad—it's already the beginning of February. You only have to wait another month," a new voice chimed in.

The girls seated at the table snapped their heads up in the direction of the voice in time to see a gorgeous girl with light blue hair approaching their table. They watched her as she dumped her black tote bag onto the floor and slid gracefully into the remaining chair. She gave them all a pleasant smile that raised up the corners of her dazzling teal eyes as she crossed her arms on the table, propping herself up on her elbows.

"Hi, girls," she greeted.

"Marina!" her three friends exclaimed in a chorus of voices loud enough to draw the attention of the people sitting at the other tables around theirs.

Said girl cringed at the loud exclamation of her name and glanced around nervously, throwing apologetic smiles out to the staring people. They all found it impossible to resist smiling back before turning away. No one could ever be mean or rude to Marina; her graceful features and serene personality made it nearly impossible to do so.

But it was not just her beautiful looks that earned her the respect of others; it was mostly due to her talent with battling with her pokémon. Though she spent the majority of her time modeling, she still managed to train her pokémon to keep up with the caliber of others'. Her feraligatr, Wani-Wani, alone could probably take out two or three pokémon at a time with just one Hydro Pump. It was thanks to this talent and her beauty that she earned herself the title of "Top PokéIdol" at Lilycove University High.

"When did you get back from Goldenrod City? I thought you were going to be gone for another three weeks to visit some relatives in New Bark Town while you were in the Johto region?" May asked.

"I was, but then I figured that I could just go visit them when I go off on my journey in Johto after graduation. I didn't want to make up more than a week's worth of schoolwork or miss my one and only prom, so I bought a ferry ticket back here two weeks ahead of schedule," Marina explained.

"Oh, so you were afraid of missing prom. Here I was thinking that you came back early because you missed us," Natalie teased.

Marina gave her a melodious laugh and waved a hand dismissively. "I did miss you guys," she insisted. Then, she reached down into her bag and pulled out three black boxes while adding, "Plus, I was anxious to get back so I could give these to you. Open them up and see if you like them."

Dawn was the first to oblige to Marina's instructions. She quickly undid the golden clasp on the box and pried the lid open, revealing a chunky gold charm bracelet resting on a silk cushion. Each individual link of the bracelet was encrusted with tiny princess cut diamonds that glistened as they caught the light of the cafeteria. The sight made her eyes widen as she gasped just as May and Natalie were opening their own boxes and getting their first glimpse of their bracelets. They gasped at them as well.

"There are clasps underneath the white material for you to attach to your PokéBalls so that you can clip them on as charms. It sucks that there's only six of them for each bracelet, but the bracelet does get a little bulky if there's more than six PokéBalls attached to it, so I guess it's for the best," Marina explained in a normal tone, but when she noticed their shock, her tone became amused. "You guys like it? I found them in the store of the jewelry designer that I was modeling for."

"Hell yeah, I like it!" May nearly screeched. "I saw this in the magazine that you were in last month and I've been meaning to get it ever since, but now I don't have to. Thanks, Marina!"

"Yeah, thanks a bunch, Marina!" Dawn and Natalie chorused.

"You're welcome," Marina replied, grinning delightedly. "I also managed to get a VIP card for this other designer that I worked with while I was in Goldenrod, so I can get a discount whenever I shop there. I went into their store in the department store and their dresses were amazing. I was thinking that we could go visit the store today after school and go prom dress shopping." She paused and cocked an eyebrow. "That is, if you guys haven't already gotten your dresses."

"I haven't," both May and Natalie said at the same time. They met each other's eyes afterward and broke into a fit of laughter at the coincidence.

Marina laughed along with her two friends before she turned to Dawn, whose eyebrows were furrowed and lips were fixed into an amused smile as she watched her friends.

"What about you?" Marina asked her in between laughs.

Dawn's smile fell and she bit the inside of her mouth as she sat contemplating. She was still unsure as to whether or not Paul would be willing to go to prom with her or not. Thus, she did not want to go shopping for a dress yet until she knew. But even if she succeeded in persuading Paul to go to prom, convincing him to wear a tie in her favorite color, pink, to match her dress would be another battle in itself. She groaned inwardly when she realized how much work that meant for her.

"I'll get back to you about that after I talk to Paul," she said precariously.

"Why do you have to talk to Paul?" Marina asked, confused.

"I still have to find out if he's willing to go...and persuade him to wear a pink tie."

Her three friends exchanged looks with each other before eyeing Dawn sympathetically. It was obvious that they doubted that the girl would succeed in the second part of her task. Getting Paul to wear pink was like getting Ash Ketchum to give up his Pikachu: it was damn near impossible. They reached over at the same time to give her an encouraging pat on the hands.

"Good luck," they chorused.

Dawn burst through the large double doors of Lilycove University High in pursuit of her boyfriend, Paul Evergreen, who was making a beeline for his car. Anyone watching the scenario would have assumed that he was not considerate enough to wait for his girlfriend, but they would be mistaken. He was trying to escape from her because she was dangerously close to driving him to the brink of insanity. The girl had been badgering him about their upcoming prom for the past twenty minutes since he had gone to the cafeteria to meet her after her lunch so that he could take her home. It was something that he did daily, but he wished that he had abandoned routine for the day.

He could not understand why Dawn was even broaching the topic of prom. He had already told her that he would not be going the first time she brought up the subject, but for some reason unknown to him, she did it again. This time, she was being even more persistent. His sanity was in serious jeopardy.

"Alright, just give me one final answer. Are you going to go?" she asked once they reached his car.

"No," he told her for what seemed to be the thousandth time. He nearly growled when she asked the question again.

"Are you going to go?" she repeated.

"No," he said through clenched teeth.

She asked yet again. "Are you going to go?"

"No."

"Are you going to go?"

"No."

"Are you going to go?"

"NO."

"Fine. I'll find another date."

Paul had not been expecting that, but it surely did the trick. The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them.

"Alright, I'll go!" he exclaimed.

"Thought so," Dawn said, grinning triumphantly as she wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's neck.

Paul cursed himself in his head. The girl was lucky that the thought of her having another guy be her date to prom was so unbearable to him. Otherwise, he would have definitely encouraged her to find one.

"I love you," she declared, her tone making it clear that she expected him to say it back after she leaned up to kiss his cheek.

Paul peered down at his girlfriend from the corner of his beady black eyes. The girl had caused his normally stern expression to become even more eerie than usual with his aggravation, yet she still did not back down. The two engaged in a silent staring contest as she stood waiting for him to say the words back to her, neither of them blinking for an unbelievably long time. In the end, he looked away from her and stared aimlessly ahead.

"I love you, too," he finally grumbled.

"Good to know," Dawn said, the triumphant grin returning to her face. "And just to let you know, I'm going to be wearing pink so you're going to have to wear a pink tie or something to match."

The look that Paul gave her was enough to make her drop the grin instantly.

"No pink," he deadpanned.

Normally, Dawn would've shriveled up under the heat of the glare that he was giving her. She usually let him have his way since the guy was as stubborn as anything, but at that moment, for the sake of her one and only prom, she decided to take a chance with persistence.

"Either you wear pink or I find another date," she challenged, her eyebrow cocking and her expression fixed, daring him to oppose her.

Another intense staring contest couple commenced between the couple. Both were determined to stand their ground, neither of them willing to give in. But two minutes later, Dawn's blue eyes began to sting painfully and water madly. Meanwhile, Paul's eyes were perfectly fine; it was almost as if he did not need to blink, and it was scary. But then again, there was always something about Paul that people found scary.

Thankfully, just when Dawn's eyes were on the verge of blinking, Paul's snapped shut only to open a second later to glare.

"Fine!" he cried, throwing his hands up in exasperation. "I'll wear pink!"

Paul's sudden outburst nearly made Dawn jump in surprise, but the rush of joy that surged through her body at her victory kept her from doing so.

"Thatta boy," she said to him and leaned up to kiss him on the lips.

He muttered something incoherent under his breath (most likely a collection of foul words) and turned away to quickly open the passenger door of his car for her before storming off to the driver's side.

Dawn ignored this and took out her PokéNav as she got in and sent a quick text to Marina.

February 6, 2:59pm
To: Marina
From: Dawn
I'm going. Name the location and time. :)

February 6, 3:01pm
To: Dawn
From: Marina
We're meeting at my house since I live closer to the mall. You found a date already?

February 6, 3:01pm
To: Marina
From: Dawn
Of course. I'm going with my boyfriend.

February 6, 3:02pm
To: Dawn
From: Marina
Lol, how'd you make that happen?

February 6, 3:02pm
To: Marina
From: Dawn
Skill, baby girl, all skill. See you in a few. ;)

May stood before the mirror on the bathroom combing through her damp hair. When every single tangle had been brushed out, she readjusted the towel that was wrapped around her so that it would hug her body more before opening the door to the hallway. However, her timing could have been better because at that moment, Brendan was appearing at the top of the stairs at the end of the hallway. A visible blush formed on both of their cheeks the second they made eye contact.

"Sorry, May—I didn't know you were in the shower," the tall boy apologized.

May gave him a light smile as he plowed his hand through his black hair as an embarrassed gesture. It was not often that Brendan, a guy who was normally so confident and poised, was caught being embarrassed. In fact, May was not even aware that her friend was capable of being embarrassed until that moment. It was cute watching him try to avoid looking at her.

"It's alright, no big deal," she assured him.

Brendan smiled shyly—May nearly laughed; Brendan shy was another rare sight—and let his hand drop to his side, but he did not say anything else immediately. He was still flustered by the sight of May in a towel. If one listened closely, they could hear his heart palpitating against his chest. He gulped discreetly in an attempt to calm himself.

"Is there any reason why you're in my house?" May asked him after a minute of waiting for him to speak up first.

Brendan blinked as he imagined how stupid he must have looked while standing there trying to avoid looking at May's nearly naked form. He had to admit, she looked incredibly alluring while wearing nothing but a towel with her damp hair falling in waves over one shoulder. The towel began at the top of her chest and ended just a little above the middle of her thighs, leaving the rest to his imagination. He mentally kicked himself to stop any perverted thoughts before they could fully invade his brain.

"Oh, I came to ask you something," he told her.

May cocked an eyebrow as she crossed her arms over her chest. Her amused smile encouraged him to go on.

Brendan returned the smile with a laugh in an attempt to get rid of the awkward atmosphere before he asked, "Do you have a date to prom?"

May lowered her eyebrow and leaned against the doorframe of the bathroom as the question filled her with a sense of sadness. However, she was not sad that she did not have a date; she was just sad that even if she did have one, the person would not be Gary. He was too busy in another region devoting himself to his research to be able to accompany her to her prom. Ironically, his level of devotion to anything he was passionate about was one of the assets that she admired about him and one of the many things that had attracted her to him. Too bad that it worked against her will this time.

"No, I don't," she admitted to Brendan whilst fighting the urge to sigh. Then, she attempted to shift her mood. "Are you asking me?"

Brendan gave a playful grin and nodded. "Are you going to say yes?" he asked her.

"Yes, Brendan, I'm going to say yes," she told him, returning his playful grin. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go put some clothes on so that I can head to the mall to get my prom dress."

"I'll give you a ride if you want so we can discuss what color we're going to wear in the car. I mean, girls care about that whole color matching thing, right?"

May laughed aloud and accepted his offer.

Fifteen minutes later, May bounded down the stairs. After looking around for Brendan, she concluded that he was probably in the bathroom. To pass the time as she waited for him, she walked over to the couch where her brother was seated. Her eyebrows furrowed when she noticed Drew sitting next to him. Though his back was to her, his green hair confirmed that it was him. But when had he come into her house?

When he heard the sound of the brunette's footsteps, Drew turned around and smirked when their eyes met. She looked just as beautiful as she usually did.

"Hi, May," he greeted warmly.

May smiled in return. "Hey, Drew. What're you doing here?"

When she had first met him a month ago, May probably would have asked the question without the greeting and with much distaste in her voice. Back then, the mere sight of Drew in school disgusted her to no end, let alone the sight of him in her house. She had disliked him for his arrogant attitude and his belief that she would swoon over him like the rest of his fangirls. It certainly did not help when he caused her to fall into the water field during his second day of school, thus resulting in her catching a cold the very next day. To say her first impression of him was a bad would be an understatement.

But a month later—after he had come over to apologize for the incident, cooked for her, tucked her into her bed, and went so far as to let out her blaziken to protect her in the then empty house—she honestly did not mind his company. Though he still did not exactly qualify as a friend to her, she could admit that they were very good acquaintances. At least she was not tempted to rip off his head anymore whenever he smirked.

"My mom had to drive to Fortree City at the last minute to pick up a painting for one of her clients, so your mom invited me over for dinner," he told her once she seated herself on the couch in between him and Max.

The navy-haired boy was hunched over a textbook, searching for facts to use in his essay about the effects of Pokérus, a status ailment that was a microscopic life-form that may attach to some pokémon. He did not so much as glance up from the thick book to acknowledge his sister's presence.

"Here I was thinking that you could cook well enough to feed yourself," May teased as she reached over to the coffee table for a bite-sized Pecha berry tart (one of her mom's specialties) and popped it into her mouth.

Drew smiled as the memories from that faithful day that he had changed May's opinion of him filled his mind.

"I can, but I don't enjoy cooking very much," he admitted. "It usually takes someone special or a special event to get me to cook for them."

"I guess that makes me someone special then," May remarked with a grin that brightened up her twinkling sapphire blue eyes.

Drew gave her a chuckle and a warm smile. "I guess it does," he agreed, and he meant it.

At that moment, May felt a light pat on the top of her head, causing both her and Drew to jump. When both of them turned around, they found Brendan standing behind May, chuckling lightly at their reaction before muttering an apology.

"Ready to go, Maple?" he asked after, using May's last name in an affectionate manner.

The girl leaned back into the couch to stick her tongue up at him in a playful manner, something she always did whenever he addressed her by her surname. He laughed while Drew's eyes narrowed.

"I'm guessing you asked her?" Max asked suddenly, finally looking up from his textbook to peer at Brendan through half lidded eyes over his rectangular-framed glasses.

Brendan smiled in response and nodded. Max simply rolled his eyes while May blushed.

Noticing her pink cheeks, Drew suddenly grew very annoyed.

"Asked her what?" he asked before he could stop himself.

"He told me he was going to ask May to prom," Max informed, frowning as he glanced once at Brendan and May. "And judging by the smile on his face and the blush on hers, I'm going to assume that she said yes."

"Shut up, Max—I'm not blushing," May insisted, her face turning even pinker. "Let's go, Brendan," she added quickly when Max opened his mouth to object. She leapt to her feet and walked around the couch to Brendan, who she began to shove toward the door.

Max shook his head and went back to his textbook. "Lovebirds," he muttered under his breath though neither Brendan nor May had heard the comment since they were already out the door.

The only person who had heard it was the guy sitting beside Max. The guy whose hands were clenched very tightly into fists.

Author's Note: I'm sure you were all probably hoping that Drew would ask May and she'd go with him. Sorry for the disappointment, I guess Brendan just beat him to it! I'm sure you guys probably want to smack Brendan for that, too. I guess I should let you guys do that now since you're done with the chapter (sorry Brendan!). After you do, please review! Thanks for reading. :)