A/N: I don't really have anything to say, but I'm going to add a symbolism for each color/each chapter from here on.
Dark Purple symbolizes gloom and sad feelings, sometimes it can cause frustration.
Giselle watched through the window of the gym doors and saw that raven haired basketball player dribbling and throwing the basketball over and over inside the net. She had to say, he looked pretty attractive all sweaty and he was really good at playing basketball, though she was never really fond of the sport.
The brunette groaned again, remembering where they last fell off.
The nerve of him, rejecting her because he wasn't ready to have sex. Normally a guy that was into sex would've never rejected her especially with something like that. She shook her head and placed her hands on the door holders before opening them and walking inside the empty gym that only had the raven haired basketball player in it.
Her heels clacked along the hard floor as she walked towards him. Ash caught the ball that fell from the net and looked over at her, breathing heavily at the same time. He furrowed his eyebrows a bit, slightly surprised to see her there.
"Having fun there?" She raised her eyebrow, her hair bouncing with each step she took before stopping in front of him.
Ash had his mouth open, now beginning to dribble the ball in place. "I thought you wasn't gonna talk to me anymore?" He narrowed his eyes at the net and aimed for a great angle before shooting the ball as the ball made it neatly inside the net before he quickly caught it.
Giselle shrugged, folding her arms together. "I'm still mad that I got turned down, but I got over it." She saw how sweaty he was and couldn't help but blush lightly.
Ash stopped playing and walked over to her, breathing heavily at the hard work he put during his practicing. Giselle smirked a bit. "I'm sorry," he breathed, holding his basketball at his side. "It wasn't my intention."
Giselle shrugged, taking a good look at him once more, biting her lower lip. "All that sweat on you really makes me… Hot."
Ash stared at her for a bit, laughing lightly. "Thanks I guess…" He scratched the back of his head, not sure of how to behave around her. "Um… Hey, I don't know if you really got the wrong impression of me, but I'm not after you because of sex. I like you a lot, but I just really want to get to know you if that's okay."
She placed her hands inside her pockets before raising her eyebrow. "Why?" She asked, not really understanding.
To be completely honest, she knew he was going to say something like that, but she couldn't quite understand why he is the way he is. He's the freaking captain of the Varsity Basketball team. Shouldn't he have a cocky ass personality along with a sexually active side of him as well? It just didn't add up.
Ash shrugged, "Because getting to know someone's personality is magical… At least to me it is."
Giselle stared at him for a bit and then let out a light laugh. "… I don't do romance."
Ash smiled lightly. "Well not all guys want the same thing," he implied. "If you let me, I can prove it to you."
Giselle just stared into his eyes for a while, listening to what he had just said. Normally, she would've turned down that offer because all she does is mindless sex, no relationships involved. But after listening to what he had just said, maybe he could show her a new perspective of men. She hadn't known, but she was also very curious to find out why he was so… different.
"Okay…" She trailed off, not knowing what else to say.
"Great," Ash smiled. "So, you wanna shoot some hoops?"
Her eyes widened instantly. "Um, no. I don't do basketball. As a matter of fact, I am wearing heels and heels and basketball really don't go well together."
"Then take them off,"
Giselle shot him a cold look. "No."
"Aww come on, just one game?" He frowned. "I promise I'll go easy on you." He smiled, really determined to play one game with her.
"Sorry pretty boy, but I am not playing." She turned around as she attempted to leave, but she immediately felt a pair of sweaty arms wrap around her as her eyes widened in disgust.
She did say he was hot all sweaty and shit, but that didn't mean that she wanted any of his sweat on her. "Let go of me!" She shouted, trying to break free from his grip.
Ash laughed as he brought her closer to the basket headboard, holding her still.
Giselle elbowed him hard and immediately the two fell backward as she collided on top of him.
In an instant, Ash looked up at her, noticing that she was on top of him and Giselle noticed too, but she soon realized that she was even more all over his sweat. "Ugh! You are so disgusting! Go take a shower!" She shouted, quickly climbing off of him and wiping her clothes off. Giselle felt so violated right now.
Ash laughed endlessly as he got back up on his feet, quite amused with Giselle's reaction. "And I thought me being sweaty was hot?"
Giselle shot him a cold look. "I take that back."
He shrugged, not really offended with her comment as he began dribbling his basketball again.
Giselle watched as he continued to play ball. She rolled her eyes and flipped her hair to the side. "I would stick around Pretty Boy, but I got places to be."
"Places like what?" He asked her, dunking the ball into the net.
Giselle raised her eyebrow. "Places that doesn't concern you." She winked at him as she began walking away.
Ash laughed at her comment, watching as she was walking away from him. "I'll see you later, Gorgeous."
Giselle blushed as she walked away. There hasn't been one guy that's ever called her gorgeous, beautiful, or anything related to that without trying to get into her pants. And now, that's changed. He had been the first guy to call her that without being in an intimate situation with her.
She honestly had no idea what she was getting into with Ash, but she weirdly wanted to find out what is with him. She originally kept him busy with her looks because he was already infatuated with her and that she agreed to help Paul with his relationship with Dawn. But, she couldn't help but be curious about the raven haired basketball player who is eager to get to know her.
If Dawn is more interested in Ash like Paul says she is, she wanted to find out why and she was going to find out why.
It had been a couple days and almost two weeks since he last spoken to her. Ever since she told him what she told him the other day, he didn't even want to speak to her because what she had said really hurt him.
Paul looked through all of her texts.
Paul, I'm sorry for what I said the other day. Please answer me.
...
Paul? Why are you doing this?
…
Paul please answer! I don't want you to be mad at me…
…
I love you, there's no need to worry.
…
Our anniversary is coming up pretty soon… I hope you answer me by then.
Paul groaned, shoving his phone inside his pocket as he leaned back in his seat. They were about to hit their two year anniversary in just two more weeks. He honestly wasn't even in the mood for it like how he used to be. To him, everything's changed, so if he were to celebrate their upcoming anniversary, he had a feeling it wouldn't be the same.
Paul sighed as he looked out the window beside him. He was currently on one of the city buses, on his way to school. Usually, he hates riding the city buses because there was always crazy people that be on them. He'd always prefer the trains because they were less packed and arrived at your destination pretty quickly.
Paul was going to ride his new car that morning, but he wasn't really in the mood to drive. His mind was so focused on Dawn and what she had said that he decided to ride the damn bus, which he fucking hates.
Their anniversary…
Maybe he would stand her up that day, he hadn't known yet. He was just so angry.
Paul raised the music up from his phone higher so the music can tune away his thoughts. He just hoped it would, at least for now.
"I know something you don't, that's me coming for you. You want war, we got war, we just wanna warn you."
"War for war, bodies that hit the ground. You ready for us? Cuz it's bout to go down. Push 'em to the left, push 'em to the right. Uh! Load the choppers up, hit 'em on sight. Uh! Never turning back. I've done been to hell and back. Me, running out of guns? No, never heard of that. I ain't never ran from a gunfight. This is you and me. Mano y mano, you damn right."
As soon as the bus stopped at the next destination, Paul got up from his seat and began heading out of the bus.
"Don't act like you don't know,"
Paul stepped out of the bus and onto the sidewalk as he began walking toward his school which was only two blocks down.
"Know what I came for."
Paul licked his lips and shoved his hands inside his pockets as he concentrated on where he was going.
"Too late to turn back."
The wind blew through his hair as he walked past a few stores and people.
"This is the payback."
He continued to listen to his music as he walked, trying to distract himself from Dawn.
"You take one, I take one."
He honestly wasn't in the mood to come to school today anyway. As a matter of fact, he was never in the mood to come to school. He never liked school in the first place.
"You can't hide, you can't run."
Why was he going to school? Oh right because Reggie told him to go. Sometimes Paul couldn't stand his brother, especially when he kept telling him to go so that he can stand better in life. But what really was there to do in life?
"Too late to turn back."
Paul groaned again as he stopped in front of the school, staring at the doors.
"This is the payback."
He rolled his eyes as he walked up the stairs of the school and made his way inside.
There were a few people in the hallways while others were in the Cafeteria having breakfast, or just there to be hanging out with friends.
Paul ignored the people in the hallway as he stopped at his locker and placed his book bag inside, grabbing just a notebook and a pencil. He closed the locker and placed the pencil over his left ear.
He held his phone and notebook on his left hand as he listened to music with his Dr. Dre headphones over his ears.
Paul turned away from his locker as he started walking over to the Cafeteria where most of the students were in. He usually never really ate school food because it just tasted like plastic and raw eggs, it kind of reminded him of the kind of food that they serve in prison.
He stopped in front of the Cafeteria to look at everyone who was inside and quickly spotted a familiar shade of blue hair speaking to a raven haired guy. Paul's eyes immediately hardened when he realized it was Dawn and Ash. They were sitting together at a table, talking, and it looked like Dawn was sad in the face. A face that he's not used to seeing whenever she spoke with Ash unless he had said something to bother her, but he soon saw a smile form on her face, so he assumed Ash must have said something to cheer her up. As soon as he saw her hand slip into Ash's, his heart immediately began to ache and Paul looked away, anger filling over his body.
Why did she slip her hand into his? Paul looked over at the scene again and saw that Ash retreated his hand from hers.
Not really focused on what Ash just did, Paul took a deep breath of air and began walking away from the Cafeteria. No, he wasn't going in there because he felt that if he went in there, he would've done something about what he had just witnessed. Paul wanted to do a lot, but he tried to keep his cool as he walked down the halls.
Maybe Giselle is right, maybe Dawn really does want to give up her virginity to Ash and not him. But what he didn't get is that Ash had the ability to keep her attention while Paul struggled to keep it. He felt it wasn't fair and it wasn't right because he is her boyfriend and Ash is not. Therefore, why is she giving him more attention than her own boyfriend? It didn't make any sense.
Paul's left fist clenched even tighter as he ripped off a paper from the schools walls and crumbled it up tightly into a ball.
He continued to stroll down the hall, not really caring about the attention he had earned from other people. He continued to walk until he took a brief stop at the place where he and Dawn had first met.
Paul stared at the scene before him, not sure how to react right now.
It was a bench that had been in front of a large painting on the wall that included a blue tree that represented eternity, hope, love, and happiness… or so the legend says. Dawn always used to think of the tree as a symbol of their relationship. She used to say that if that tree stays painted on the schools wall and never changes, their relationship will last for eternity.
And so far, the tree hasn't changed.
Paul closed his eyes briefly as he let the music flow through his ears, ignoring the sounds of the annoying people around him. It was already his sophomore year and he was already sick of all these people. He just wanted to listen to music in peace and to not be bothered by anyone.
As if someone had heard his thoughts, he heard a female voice and he quickly became irritated as he lowered down his music and looked up at the girl whom was staring at the painted tree behind him. He stared at her though, not really recognizing this girl, but she had on a Blue Diamond windsuit, so he assumed she must have been new to the school and just joined the marching band dance auxiliary.
Paul wanted to scream, but he remained calm. He hated the dance team for the marching band like crazy. Every single girl who was a Blue Diamond, which is what they call the dancers, are so damn egotistic and he absolutely hated that. All Blue Diamonds do is gossip and think they're a god damn goddess. Paul felt his fist clench at his sides as he saw this unfamiliar looking Blue Diamond looking at the painting behind him. He wouldn't be surprised if she had the same exact personality as the other Blue Diamonds. It only made sense.
"This tree is so beautiful." She said, amazed with the tree, taking in each and every detail of it. "The tree of love, hope, happiness, and eternity. This tree is magical." She sighed in awe.
Paul rolled his eyes, not in the mood to engage into a conversation with her, so he raised his music back up.
She looked down at him and smiled. "Hi there."
She did not…
Paul became annoyed quickly, exhaling strong air out from his nose. He looked at her hard, confused that she was even speaking to him.
Since when does a girl from the dance team even speak to him anyway? All they ever do is talk shit about him and call him a freak.
The girl took a seat next to him and looked back at the tree again. "I know you may or may not really care, but I think that whomever sits here in front of this painting means that they carry the trees myth."
Paul stared at her as she said this, not really understanding why she was so interested in a stupid painting.
She looked over at him and smiled. "It's wonderful, isn't it?" She said, while he just stared at her and grunted. "Well I'm Dawn, it's nice to meet you…?"
"Paul." He answered simply as she smiled after getting a word response out of him.
Paul stared at her though. She must really had no idea who he was because she was talking to him like he was a regular person. All the other Blue Diamonds always talked to him harsh. But then again, maybe the other Blue Diamonds haven't mentioned him to her yet. He honestly wouldn't be surprised in her change in personality after they tell her about him.
"Well I'll see you around Paul, sorry that I bored you." She nodded briefly as she got up from the bench and walked away.
Paul watched as the blue haired girl walked away. He found himself wondering what she had meant by saying whoever sits in front of that tree painting, they hold the trees myth. He blinked, turning around to look at that tree. Did he hold the trees myth?
Paul shook his head, she was probably just making that up.
He watched as she walked away and disappeared somewhere.
Paul licked his lips and raised his music back up.
Dawn. She must have been a freshman.
He tried to focus on listening to his music, but that girl somehow kept finding her way back into his head.
Paul stood in front of that painting as he remembered all their encounters in front of that painting and at this bench.
She had been a freshman at the time and he had been a sophomore, now she is a junior and he is a senior.
Till this day, he was surprised that he even fell for her. He was surprised that he was even capable of falling in love.
He remembered how she kept bothering him, trying to get to know him because she realized he was always to himself and never liked to be around anybody. For some reason, she wanted to be a part of his life, and he still, till this day, doesn't understand why she ever wanted to be a part of his pathetic life.
All of the other Blue Diamonds kept telling her harsh things about him, saying he was a freak, a loser, anything that was harsh. But that didn't stop her from talking to him. That's what he liked about Dawn the most, she didn't care what other people think. She talked to him anyway, despite what the other Blue Diamonds thought about it.
Paul smiled, remembering all those times he kept trying to push her away because he hated the simple fact that she was a Blue Diamond and also because he just hated talking to girls period. Dawn kept fighting him on it, pushing her way in his life and he eventually let her in.
It was rough back then, trying to let her in his life.
Paul began to think about their current problem again and he frowned.
Maybe letting her in his life really was a bad idea.
He sat down on the bench and began thinking again. She was drifting away from him little by little and there was nothing he can do to stop it. He had no idea why she was drifting away or why she was becoming more interested in Ash. Yes, Ash was always in her life before he had came, but she never really shown much affection for the guy until recently. But then again, Paul really had no idea what could be going on through her head, so he had no clue.
After a while, he looked at the crumbled up paper he still had in his hand. He thought he had thrown it somewhere in the hall, but he hadn't.
As soon as he opened it, he realized it was an event that the band was trying to organize. It mentioned the band having a Carnival to help fundraise, and it mentioned all of the band members and what they would be doing in the Carnival. Paul furrowed his eyebrows together as he saw what Dawn would be doing. She would be doing the fortune telling event. He stared at the paper for a little while longer before crumbling up the paper once again.
Paul sighed as he leaned against his car, looking at the big carnival before him. Many people were entering the carnival with nice carnival-like outfits, and since it was currently taken place at the biggest park in the city, Central Park, he wasn't surprised with the amount of people that decided to attend it.
He continued to watch people walk inside. He honestly didn't want to be here tonight and the fact that Dawn is hosting the Fortune Telling event, he just had to be one of her guests.
He brought his lighter and a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and took one out. Before he even thought about walking in the carnival, he had to smoke, something that always helps him from relieving his stress.
After lighting up his cigarette, he placed the cigarette against his lips as he inhaled a large amount of smoke before exhaling it out into the air.
Paul watched as more people arrived and entered the carnival, soon spotting few fireworks form across the sky.
He stared at the fireworks boom through the sky in all sorts of colors as he continued to smoke in thought.
What Dawn said to him the other night really did bother him, but does she honestly have no idea how much it affects him? He groaned, letting out smoke into the air as his attention soon reverted to a car that was pulling up near the carnival entrance.
Paul furrowed his eyebrows together at the sight and soon saw Gary and Ash exit the car along with Leaf. His right hand balled up into a tight fist as soon as he saw Ash exit from that car. The small group walked toward the entrance and Paul tried his best to listen on the conversation they were just having, despite the fireworks still going along with all sorts of music that was coming from inside the carnival.
"I wish Giselle would've came," Ash mentioned, turning his hat to the back of his head so that the tongue of the hat remained on the back.
"Why didn't she?" Gary asked as he pulled out his carnival tickets.
"She says romance is not her style and going to a carnival with me seems romantic." Ash pulled out his tickets too.
"What girl doesn't like romance?" Gary laughed. "Sounds like she isn't the type of girl for you."
"I'm willing to make her my type." Ash told him, determined with that statement. Ash watched as Leaf leaned her head on Gary's back, hugging him from behind. "I don't know, I feel like there's something about her that she's hiding… and I want to find out what it is."
"Good luck with that," Leaf mentioned, causing Ash to look at her.
"What do you mean?" He asked her, confused with her comment.
Leaf frowned slightly but she quickly reflected it with a smile. "I just… used to know her, that's all. Forget what I said."
She licked her lips before saying something else. "Just, you have to prove to her that you're not a man who uses love for sex, and maybe… I don't know, she might change."
"You knew her?" Ash sounded surprised. Heck, even Paul was surprised himself hearing them.
Paul brought his cigarette back up to his lips. Giselle had to be playing Ash real good, there was no way in hell there could be a back story behind her sexual behavior. At least, that's how he interpreted Leaf's comment.
But what he knew so far, all Giselle wants is to fuck and that's it. Ash is not her type at all, but Paul did enjoy the fact that she was keeping him occupied with her. Though, that still wasn't enough for Paul. Even if Ash wants Giselle and not Dawn, Dawn still had a thing for Ash and that was something he needed to fix.
He stared at the group for a short while before noticing they left off inside the Carnival.
Paul continued to smoke a little more before finally dropping the cigarette on the floor and pressing his foot against it so he put out the fire.
He then proceeded toward the entrance of the Carnival.
It was time to go see Dawn.
A/N: I love Carnival's, they're so nice to me!
Songs used in this chapter: Payback by Juicy J, Kevin Gates, Future & Sage the Gemini
Also, if you guys are wondering why my chapter titles are in colors is because each chapter symbolizes a specific color.
If it helps, the first chapter, Red symbolizes energy, power, determination as well as passion, desire, and love.
The second chapter, Dark Green symbolizes ambition, greed, and jealousy.
The third chapter, Orange and Dark Orange symbolizes happiness and determination combined with deceit and distrust.
The fourth chapter, Dark Orange symbolizes deceit and distrust.
And this chapter, well, it is already stated at the beginning ! Hopefully the colors make sense now.
So what do you guys think Paul is going to go see Dawn for? Hmm, well review your thoughts!