A/N: Here's the next bit xD Ew I start school on Monday and have Spanish first thing I think, I already know two languages with a bit of French stop messing my my head -.-
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"MISTYYY!"

The loud knock at the door woke both Misty and Jayme up, causing Misty to grit her teeth and grab her mallet, making Jayme sweat dropped when she saw it. Swinging the door open, Misty held the mallet over her shoulder with a glare on her face, ready to kill whoever disturbed her sleep.

"Hiya!" May's chirpy voice replied, walking into the apartment room as if she owned it like Gary had.

"Uh... Hi...?" Misty sighed, putting her mallet away.

"Guess who I brought?" May said less happily, but still had a smile on her face.

"Who?" Jayme asked, slumping on the sofa still in her pyjamas, but she didn't care.

"Me," a low voice said, walking in next to May with a smug look. "I'm Drew."

"Oh, hi," Misty greeted slightly awkwardly, looking over Drew. He had green hair, gelled from what she could see, with a pair of jeans and purple jacket over a black shirt.

"Hey," Jayme said, not looking up from the TV.

"Dying from the excitement in this room," May muttered, slightly glaring at Misty as if to tell her to be more enthusiastic.

Misty took the hint and rolled her eyes but smiled at Drew. "So Drew, what do you do? Like... Battling or?"

"Coordinator," he replied simply, leaning against the wall and flicking his hair.

"Oh, like May then." Misty laughed, sitting on one of the sofas.

"Yeah, although we all know I'm better," Drew said, smirking.

"Oh, yeah." Misty agreed in a teasing tone, just to annoy May.

"It's not like I'm standing here or anything!" May huffed, sitting next to Jayme and folding her arms.

"Do not fear, the sex gods are here!"

Misty smacked a hand against her forehead as Gary and Ash burst in her door, still clad in their pyjamas.

"Hey guys!" May chirped, her smile broadening as Tracey trailed in behind the two, actually wearing his clothes.

"Forget something?" Jayme rolled her eyes, glancing at Gary as he strolled in.

"No."

Drew rolled his own green orbs, smirking slightly at Gary. "Shaving?" He raised an eyebrow, glancing at Gary's half foam-covered face.

"No, rabies." Gary joked, rubbing his face over Misty's couch.

"Do you mind?" Misty groaned, plopping down on the arm chair farthest away from Gary.

"So, who's this?" Ash asked, nodding his head in Drew's direction.

"The names Drew."

"Oh, so that's Drew..." Tracey mumbled to no one in-particular, stroking his chin.

"I'm Ash," Ash announced, lifting Misty off the arm chair and onto the ground, claiming the seat for himself.

"Ash!" Misty growled, jumping up again while trying to get her seat back.

"Anyway..." May sweat dropped, ignoring as her two friends basically wrestled over the chair. "Drew, that's Gary, Jayme, Tracey and uh... Misty's over with Ash."

"They do have their own mouths," Drew muttered and Gary smirked.

"That's true, May. You know I refer to myself as Gary Motherfu-"

"Can it, Gary!" May warned, her eyes narrowing in his direction. "I was just letting him know your name!"

"We can introduce ourselves."

"I said can it!"

"Hush child." Gary flicked her forehead as he stood up and headed to the kitchen.

"Ugh," May huffed silently, planting herself where Gary was before and crossing her arms.

"What's with the long face?" Drew scrunched his nose up. "It's not that nice to look at."

Ash snorted from the spot he was now sharing with Misty while May's eyebrow twitched but she didn't say anything. "Real funny, Drew," she thrilled sarcastically.

"I better get going, anyway," Drew said and glanced at the his watch, clicking his tongue. "See you guys another time."

"See ya," Gary saluted from his spot in the kitchen, still smirking slightly. With a wave of the hand from Ash, Drew made his way out the door, May sighed deeply and collapsed on the floor.

"Uh, May?" Tracey sweat dropped, May groaned and forced herself back up.

"So, what did you guys think of him?" She asked all too sweetly, Misty knew that tone and pursed her lips.

"Well, I thought he was okay..." Misty shrugged, knowing by May's tone not to over-exaggerate about him.

"He was pretty cool," Ash said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Seems like my kind of guy." Gary nodded and May groaned inwardly.

"Meh," Tracey and Jayme both half groaned, half sighed at the same time. Jayme's due to watching the TV and Tracey's because he wasn't fussed on the green haired boy.

"Great."

"You don't seem to happy about being with him, do you?" Gary teased and May rolled her blue orbs.

"Of course I'm happy!" She sighed, getting irritated at how much everyone else seemed to like him more than she did herself.

"Whatever. I'm, uh, going..." Gary muttered with shifty eyes, looking towards the door.

"Not without getting your shaving foam off my sofa!" Misty scowled from practically on Ash's lap causing Gary to sweat drop.

"Yeah, bye!" And with that, the spiky haired boy darted out the door, much to Jayme's suspicion.

"That was sudden," the pink haired girl raised am eyebrow, looking over her shoulder to the door.

"He's probably taking a crap," Ash suggested and Misty face palmed.

"Believe me, if that was the case he'd use my bathroom," she groaned. "You too, Ashton."

"I would not! And quit calling me that!"

"Doesn't that get old?" Jayme hissed to May as the two began to bicker again.

"Nah." May shrugged, playing with her bandanna. "This is usually how every morning goes, then they so their usual flirti-"

"Why would I flirt with her?!" Ash cried, interrupting May as his cheeks turned pink.

"Why would I let him flirt with me?" Misty spat her tongue out in disgust although her cheeks turned red too.

"Oh God." Jayme sighed, rubbing her temples as the yelling got louder. "This is not how it was when I was with Virgil..."

"Ow! Did you just bite me?!"

Jayme's head snapped up at the oair again and sweat dropped as she inched to the door, smiling sheepishly. "Uh... I'm gonna check what Gary's up to..."

With that she dashed out of the door, slamming it behind her and walking out the door at the very end of the hall, leading her to a... Balcony? Shrugging, she pushed the door open and smirked slightly at the sight of Gary's back turned to her.

"Hey Gary, wha-"

"GAH!" Gary yelped and spun around, dropping something. Jayme's eyes wandered to what he had dropped, widening when she saw a cigarette lying on the ground.

"You smoke...?" She wondered, both her eyebrows raising.

"No!" He protested, stepping over the cigarette. "Well... Maybe... Look, I gave that up ages ago!"

"Really?" Jayme deadpanned making Gary sweat drop again.

"Don't tell anyone!" He hissed, she smirked and turned on her heel.

"Just watch me."

"Jayme!"