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I stood up. "Where are you going?" Drew asked me.

"I'm thirsty and it's getting kind of warm," I said. "I'm going to find some store and buy a smoothie."

"Buy a smoothie?" Drew repeated. "You don't have any money." Shoot. I totally forgot. I should really quit being lazy and call my mom. I can just go to the Pokemon Center and call my mom, have her send a Pidgey here or something. Or I can just go to Brendan…no, Cindy will blow up. "May," Drew's voice but my thoughts. He smirked. "You know I'm rich. I can just lend you money you know."

I shook my head. "I can't do that."

Drew flipped his hair. "Yes you can."

"Spoiled kid," I said to him.

"I'm older than you," he said.

"Barely," I argued. "How much will you lend me?"

"How much your smoothie is," he said simply. "Don't get the most expensive one on the menu though." I smirked and he rolled his eyes. "Anyways, I know a good shop—I just went there but I didn't buy anything. It's a small shop but I think it's pretty good."

"How do you know?" I asked. It's a surprise for Drew to know this stuff. He opened his mouth to talk but I shook my head. "You know, just bring me there. I really to eat. I'm starving!"

"You're always starving," Drew said, turning around to walk. I glared at him and he chuckled.

"How did you know?" I said.

"How did I know what?" he asked.

I put my hands on my hips as I continued to walk. "That I was glaring at you." Drew chuckled again.

"Who do you think I am?" Drew asked, laughing.

A smile crept to my face. "Who knows?" he opened the door and I walked in with him. "Wow!" I said. It was a small shop but it was really cute. Flowers, samples and snacks. Smoothies, cakes and cookies. "They look expensive."

"They're not," Drew said, smirking. "At least to me they're not."

I rolled my eyes and stared at the menu. Six dollars for one smoothie… that's kind of a rip-off. "Umm… I'll have a strawberry smoothie," I told Drew. "Are you going to get anything?" He nodded and stared at the menu. A clerk walked by and smiled at us.

"I'll take two strawberry smoothies," Drew said to her.

"Certainly," she said. "Twelve dollars." I would never spend twelve dollars for two smoothies. That's a pure rip-off. Drew handed it over to her as if it was nothing. "Wait five minutes please!" We nodded and Drew sat on a chair.

I sat next to him. "Don't you think twelve dollars is expensive for two smoothies?"

"Shut up, will you?" Drew said. I glared at him. "It's fine."

"Okay…" I said quietly. "Did you like the brownies?"

"Yep," he said. "It was a little bit too sweet though." I looked through my bag and took out a small piece of paper. "What's this?"

"The recipe," I said.

Drew frowned. "How—"

I stuck my tongue out at him. "It's a secret." The clerk called us over and Drew and I walked back to her. We got our smoothies and walked out. "Mmm. Yummy." Drew nodded in agreement. I continued to drink my smoothie. "Say Drew…"

"Yes?"

Maybe asking the question: 'do you want to be more than friends?' all of a sudden would be awkward. I fidgeted with my straw. "Do you…umm, never mind." He shrugged and I took another sip of my smoothie. "Don't you think it's funny how my boyfriend—" Drew coughed. I ignored it and continued. "—is with another girl while me, his girlfriend, is with another guy?"

"So funny," Drew said.

"I'm serious you know," I told him. He nodded and tossed the empty cup. "Woah. I'm not even half done."

"Now that's a surprise," Drew said.

"Drew, shouldn't you get a girlfriend?" I asked him. He frowned. "I mean, you're really popular and all and you don't have a girlfriend. I even have a boyfriend." Drew shrugged. "Do you like anybody?"

"Yeah…" he said.

"Really?" I said, laughing.

Drew glared at me. "How is that funny?"

"You know… seeing you saying 'I love you, will you go out with me?' is kind of amusing," I said, smirking. "I would love to see that. Who knows? Maybe you'd even be blushing."

"You will see me say it," Drew said. "And I won't blush."

"Why would I see you say it?" I said. "It's not like you'll be confessing to me."

Drew smirked. "Airhead."

I frowned. "Why?"

"'Why' you ask," he mumbled.

I rolled my eyes. Now Drew's talking to himself and I have no idea what he's talking about. "What are you mumbling about? I'm not an airhead."

"Of course you aren't," Drew said. "Moving on to you. Why do you like Brendan? He's just wimpy, mean, boring, wears a weird hat and rich. What's so great about him?"

"Well sometimes he's nice," I said. "Like you."

"I'm nice all the time," he said. I rolled my eyes and he grinned. "He's really wimpy too."

"And you're strong?" I said. Drew is pretty strong. He could carry me from a city to another when I'm really heavy because I eat a lot. Drew rolled his eyes.

"And he's boring to talk to," Drew continued.

"Well, we argue and have fun conversations," I told him. "Like when I'm with you. I'm always arguing with you and having fun conversations with you."

He nodded slowly. "And he has a weird hat. It makes his hair look white—and that's weird."

"Well your hair is weird too," I argued. "Your hair is green."

"And he's a rich boy," Drew said. "His dad is a professor. So shouldn't he be a spoiled little boy."

I raised an eyebrow. "Like you're not a rich, spoiled little boy?"

Wait.

Everything I like about Brendan is practically what I like about Drew. Drew frowned at me. This is getting kind of…confusing. "Erm… Brendan's also good at singing!" I squeaked. Oh no, Drew's good at singing too. "And he's a really strong trainer!" Drew's a good coordinator too. I felt blood rise to my face. I am not blushing. C'mon Drew… drop the topic. Drop the topic. Drop the topic. Drop the topic. Drop the topic. Drop the topic. Drop the topic. I crossed my arms. "What?" I said.

"Nothing," he said coolly. "I didn't think that Brendan and I are that similar." He opened his mouth to talk more but I glared at him.

"Don't think that I like Brendan because he's similar to you," I said through clenched teeth.

"No need to get embarrassed dear May," Drew said, smirking. Suddenly he got all serious. "Why didn't you ask me out instead?" I blushed.

"Why are you asking me that?" I sputtered. "It's not like you like me or anything."

Drew said nothing. "Right? I'm just your best friend…"

"So you'd rather ask Brendan—a boy you only knew for a month—out? What if he has secrets? That girl he's with… he might be going out with her," Drew said.

"No way he'd do that," I said.

"How would you know?" he said. "It looked like he was having a good time."

How would I know? What secrets do I know about Brendan? I only know that he has brown hair. And that's not really a secret because many people know that about him. Does Brendan know a lot of things about me? Does he know that my dad is a gym leader? Does he know that my brother doesn't have brown hair like me? Does he know how many Pokemon I have? What do I know about him? How many Pokemon does he have? Does he have any siblings? What's his favorite color? When's his birthday? What does he like to do? Gosh, I know nothing about Brendan.

I guess Brendan was just someone who managed to catch my eye. But it's not like… how did I end up confessing anyways? Drew crossed his arms. "So?"

"Shut up," I muttered.

"Am I right?" he asked.

"Shut up!" I yelled. Let me run away! Damn it! I can't handle this…confusion. I turned around and started running deeper in the city. "Who does Drew think he is?" I muttered to myself. I started walking, staring at the buildings.

And there he was. Brendan, talking to Cindy, a huge smile on his face I never saw before.

Cindy knows so much more about Brendan. She did say that she is Brendan's childhood friend. I saw Brendan laugh and Cindy joined. "I know that this is your favorite food," I heard Cindy say. "I saw your mom made you this so many times when you were little."

"You're right," Brendan said to her. "But ever since she died, I wasn't able to eat this."

I don't even know that Brendan's mom died! I saw Cindy nod. "I know," she said. "Does that May girl even know anything about you?" What the hell? Why is everyone talking about that today?

Brendan shrugged. "Nah. I don't talk a lot about myself with her."

"So she doesn't know anything about you huh," Cindy said. I swear Cindy looked at me just now. "I've been wanting to tell you something since you left to travel, Brendan."

"You never told me after these four years?" Brendan asked, smirking. Cindy glared at him.

"I…" she started.

Oh God. Please, no.

"I love you Brendan," Cindy said, a blush spreading across her face. I heard footsteps behind me and I saw Drew.

"Found you," Drew said, looking to where I was looking at.

"Please dump May," Cindy continued. "And go out with me."

Err, I bet all of you guys predicted this was going to happen, huh? I think I made this chapter a little too short…

Well, you better review! ;) I'll try to update soon!

~Citra