Drew: You know, you should really focus on what to put in your other story. This one is two chapters ahead of the other.
Me: Is it just me, or are you always the first one to talk ? Anyway, you're not the one writing the story. I am.
May: Evil, he's right. It's better to balance out your stories than just focus on one.
Me: Aww, you're on his side ! No wonder so many people love contestshipping ! You two are so right for each other !
Drew and May: (blushes) I AM NOT IN LOVE WITH HER/HIM !
Me: See, you even say the same words at the same time !
Drew: Evil, you're starting to sound like Harley.
May: Mm-hmm.
Drew: I wouldn't be surprised if you two started dating.
Me: DREW !! I'M GONNA GET YOU FOR THIS !!
Drew: Aaaaaah !! (runs away)
Me: YOU ARE SO DEAD !! (chases Drew)
May: Evil, come back here ! (runs after them)
Brendan: No one even noticed me… (sighs) Xdrewmay74X does not own anything in this story except for Drew's parents, Eva, the teachers, the other royal adults and the old couple who took care of Drew for a few years.
Chapter 5: The First TragedyIt was a Saturday morning, and May had walked home to take a family photograph, with her family, of course. Anyway, after they had taken the photo, Norman had it developed with a special machine he had just bought. May was to remain in boarding school, and the rest of them were going on a holiday for two weeks. May was going to miss the calls they gave her every two days. "May, could you sign on my card ?" Max asked.
Soon, May and Max's cards had all the signatures of their family members. May said goodbye, but little did she know that it was going to be the last time she did so.
Monday had come. Lessons had started. It was around 1pm when the class suddenly received an intercom, which wasn't usual. There were only intercoms when there were emergencies. Once Mr Freeman, their Literature teacher, picked up the receiver, his face faltered and he looked solemn as if there was some bad news. The class burst into hushed whispers, obviously curious about what had happened.
"May," came Mr Freeman's deep voice after he put down the receiver, "I'm afraid I have some bad news to tell you."
Heads turned. At once, May felt every drop of blood in her veins freeze. What could have happened ? She wanted to know, yet she didn't want to know.
"Your parents and younger brother Max have met with an accident while on a holiday. It appears that it happened yesterday, and even though they were all admitted to the hospital ASAP, they… didn't make it," Mr Freeman said, a little softer than he usually would.
It's impossible to tell you how May felt at that point of time. She was so overwhelmed with shock and horror, she didn't know if she should believe her teacher. But it was then that she realized… they were really gone. Her family was gone. Gone forever.
May burst into tears and kept on sobbing. Her friends tried to comfort her, especially Dawn, who was her partner. But May didn't hear all their comforting words. She was oblivious to her surroundings. She was submerged in a pool of darkness, a pool of loneliness.
Mr Freeman was too distraught to teach, so he let the class crowd around May and try their best to comfort her. She paid no attention to any of them, until...
Someone tapped her shoulder. By then, most people had given up and had gone back to their seats. Only Ash, Misty, Dawn and Drew remained. May finally looked up into Drew, and for a moment, their eyes locked. May could see sympathy, warmth and loneliness. And all at once, she knew…had been in her place before. But it was only for a brief moment. She continued sobbing into her hands, but somehow that thought would not leave her mind.
Somehow, May managed to make it through that terrible day. On the other hand, Drew thought differently. The moment he heard the news, he began to feel uneasy. After all, he had been in her place before. Drew started to drift off to dreamland…
It was night. Drew was only ten at that time. He had run away from his home, far away. In another country, in fact. Hot tears were streaming down his cheeks uncontrollably. The heavy rain didn't make it any better. Exhausted from running for so long and so far away, he fell to his knees and collapsed on the ground.
The young boy only woke up two days later, feeling dizzy. Surprisingly, he lay in a bed, wrapped up in a warm blanket. By his side was an old lady, sitting on a stool. Her face was wrinkled with age. That was when Drew had finally stirred and sat up, demanding an explanation. That was where he had lived for the past few years.
"Hey, snap out of it, dreamer. Lessons have started," Paul hissed into his partner's ear. Drew snapped out of his blank gaze and turned his attention back towards the whiteboard. Still, he couldn't help thinking about his past.
May: Nice.
Drew: Great.
Brendan: Superb.
Me: Thanks ! I'll make this one quick and short. REVIEW !!