Author's Notes: Thanks for all the reviews guys! Gosh, I sure didn't stick by my promises, particualrly the one to post every week! I just got busy at first, then I chose forgot this fic even existed! Doesn't matter, because now I'm going to go back to posting a chapter every week! (Well, at least attemptint to do so, anyway)
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Chapter Four: Living with May
“This sucks,” May moaned, burying her face in her hands and trying to ignore the trickling noise.
“Quit your bellyaching. I’m the one having to…” Drew paused to think of the most appropriate way to phrase the situation. “…PEE with you in the same room.”
“Oh ho!” May let out a breath of irritation. “My bellyaching? You’re the one that just couldn’t wait 30 minutes for my dad and brother to go to work!” She was trying to keep her voice down but Drew was really testing her patience. It was bad enough that she had to stay in the bathroom with him so her family wouldn’t get suspicious of the toilet magically filling and flushing on its own, but now he was blaming it on her.
“Hey!” Drew snapped. “I tried! One minute longer and you’d have had a nice large puddle on your carpet.”
May still had her hands over her face and her eyes squeezed shut tight. “I have a solution for this problem,” she declared and removed one hand from her face to rest it on the side of the tub she was sitting on.
“And what’s that?” Drew was slightly curious; maybe she was finally going to say something intelligent.
“I’ll just have to stop giving you liquids. That way you’ll just get dehydrated and shrivel up. Aren’t you done yet?”
Okay, perhaps not so intelligent.
“No. It really was an emergency. Just be happy it’s not number two.”
May groaned loudly. “When will this nightmare end?”
“May? Is everything all right?”
May stopped mid-moan at her father’s voice. “Everything is fine, Daddy. No need to worry,” she answered.
It was obvious to her father that everything was not fine but he let the subject drop all the same. Perhaps he thought she was having girl problems or that her dislike of vegetables was finally catching up to her. She didn’t really care what he thought as long as he didn’t pry.
“Well, whatever floats your boat, honey. I’m going to work now. I’ll see you later.”
“Bye.” May listened for his footsteps to retreat before she allowed herself to relax. “One down, one to go.” She was stopped from saying more by the sound of the toilet flushing.
“All done,” Drew declared and watched as she slowly opened her eyes and tried to adjust to the light. She focused her attention on him.
“Don’t tempt me.”
“I thought your brother would never leave.”
May laughed. “Knowing him, he probably thinks something is up and wants to make things harder for me.”
“Sounds like something I would do to one of my sisters.”
The scary girl glared at him. “All older brothers should be thrown off a cliff.”
“I’m actually a younger brother,” Drew couldn’t help pointing out.
“And all younger brothers should be tortured before being led off a cliff.” She reached over and pulled a peeling knife off the knife rack and started to play with it.
“What is that for?” Drew asked. He was very proud of being able to keep his voice from indicating how uncomfortable she was making him.
May hid her evil grin. Messing with his head was so much fun. “Oh, I don’t know… things.”
Her answer was very ambiguous and he hadn’t liked that at all. Not one tiny little bit. Too many horrible images came to his overactive imagination. May enjoyed the shudder her unspoken words had evoked from him.
“Nope, nothing at all. I was just wondering…” Drew racked his brain desperately for something to say. “…if I could take a shower! I feel really dirty.”
May was slightly disappointed he had wriggled his way out of that one, and replaced the knife to its proper spot. “Sure, go ahead. Just leave your clothes outside the bathroom door.”
May reached for the knife again. “Don’t ask questions. Just do it.”
Drew nodded curtly and scampered away.
May watched him go. She may or may not have taken a peek at his butt as he went.
When Drew finished his shower there were clean clothes including boxers folded in place of where he had thrown his dirty clothes earlier. Upon closer inspection he discovered that the clothes were too big for him. Obviously, May’s father was going to be missing another outfit.
Before changing into the clothes, another thought occurred to Drew. “Boxers?” They certainly weren’t his. He would never own boxers with pink hearts that read ‘Happy Valentine’s Day’. That would mean they did not belonged to her brother. Her father’s, maybe?
Making sure that the towel was secure around his waist, Drew marched into the living room. May was sitting in on the couch, leaning against several pillows and reading a book. She glanced up and did a double take, apparently startled by his appearance.
“What is this?” Drew asked, lifting up the offending pair of undergarments.
Seemingly recovered from her initial shock, May opted for sarcasm. “Boxers. Ever heard of them? I know you prefer thongs but-“
“I know what they are. Whose are they?”
“You should have just asked that the first time.” May put a bookmark in her place and shut the novel. “They are my dad’s. You didn’t think they were mine, did you?”
Drew ignored her last question. “That’s gross. I’m not going to wear your father’s Valentine lingerie.”
“Because it’s gross!”
“They’re clean,” she argued.
“It’s still wrong.”
“They haven’t ever been worn, you pansy.” May stood up so she was eyelevel with him.
“How would you know that?” Drew challenged.
“Because they were at the bottom of his drawer. Speaking of which, I was really surprised that I didn’t find any of his porn. I wonder where he keeps it.”
Trying really hard to block out that unnecessary information, Drew focused on the task at hand. He still wasn’t convinced. “Look, just give me back my clothes.” He was beginning to feel a draft and didn’t want to argue with her.
May jerked her thumb in the direction where a lot of noise was coming from. “I can’t. I’m washing them.” She continued with her argument about the heart boxers. “I know for a fact that he hasn’t worn them before.”
“Because he said he would never wear them the day that Johanna Pearl gave them to him. He didn’t think that would be sending out the right message to Ms. Pearl.”
“Now…” May allowed herself a roguish smile. “I suggest you put on some clothes. You’re a little exposed. Nice chest by the way.” She couldn’t resist. She’d been dying to get back at him for the locker room incident.
Drew had the decency to blush and walked away as fast as his legs would carry him.”
“How long have we been sitting here?” Drew asked.
“Is that all?” He could barely believe it. “It seems like so much longer.”
May massaged her temples. “Believe me, I know. I did not picture spending my Spring Break trying to come up with ways to help some idiot.”
“This isn’t exactly the way I imagined spending my break either. The next time Misty tries to get me to do something I’m going to scream and run away.”
“Just say no,” May quoted, grinning at Drew. He smiled back before getting serious again.
“Back to brainstorming.”
There was silence for almost a full five minutes before the phone rang. May jumped to her feet, relieved. “I’ll get it!”
“No, I will,” Drew said sarcastically, but it lacked malice.
“Hello? Oh, hi Misty! What are you doing?” There was a pause in which May frowned.
“Um, I don’t think I can… okay… I’ll talk to you later. Bye.” She hung up and sighed sadly.
“What was that all about?”
“It was Misty. She’s at the mall and wanted to know if I could come.”
Drew was confused. “Why did you say you couldn’t?”
May looked at him like he had a screw loose. “I promised that I would help you.”
Drew was surprised that she cared that much. It actually kind of made him feel bad for dragging her into this whole mess. “Uh, well, it’s not like we’re getting very far with this. I don’t mind if you go,” he finally was able to spit out. The reward was definitely worth it.
May’s smile was huge. It didn’t last long though. “But I don’t want to leave you here alone.”
“Who said anything about me staying here? I’m going with you.” At her skeptical expression, he continued. “I promise I’ll be on my best behavior.”
That was obviously good enough for her because she snatched up the phone and started dialing some numbers. While it was ringing she said, “Why don’t you go get changed back into your clothes? We still don’t know if what you’re wearing now is invisible.”
He didn’t bother to respond, her friend had already answered the phone.”
“One good thing about being invisible,” Drew said while stepping off the bus. “I don’t have to pay the bus fare.”
May coughed from right behind him. “Stingy shrew.” She coughed again.
“How clever,” Drew retorted. Her response was to stick her tongue out.
It didn’t take them long to find Misty. She was standing by a smoothie shop and looking at her watch. A large smile appeared on her face when she saw May. “Finally! I was about to slit my wrists. Being at the mall alone is really angst-inducingly boring.”
“Being at the mall is so boring,” Drew said.
The edges of May’s mouth twitched upward. “Not if you’re willing to dish out some cash.” Her answer was directed at both Drew and Misty.
“Come on, there’s a shop I was staring at before you came. They might be giving discounts to high school students.” Misty grabbed May’s arm and dragged her into the nearest store. Drew almost had to jog to keep up; Misty was fast. Luckily for Drew and May, they were both used to Misty’s almost supersonic pace, so they did not tire easily.
As soon as they reached the confines of the store, however, May seized control and dominance. All the sales made her blue eyes twitch ominously. She forced herself and Misty to a stop at aisles and picked up a few items.
“Ooh, look at this. This would look great on you, Misty. And it’s on sale!” May lifted up a yellow sundress before shoving it into Misty’s arms and grabbing something else for herself.
By the time they made it to the dressing rooms, Misty was panting slightly and Drew was gasping for air. May’s cheeks were flushed an attractive pink and a silly grin was plastered on her face.
“I’m starting to wonder if it was a good idea to bring you here, May. You’re getting a bit overexcited,” muttered Misty as May skittered across the floorboards and grabbed another discounted dress.
Drew rolled his eyes at Misty’s comment. “‘A bit’ is understatement. More like “holy flying crap, this girl is going to burn the shop down’ overexcited. She’s panting like a yak in heat.”
“May!” Misty waved a hand in front of May, who heard Drew’s comment and was throwing pointed glares at him. Misty thrust a yellow sundress into May’s hands. “Go change into this. I picked it out especially for you.”
The two girls went into fitting rooms right next to each other and Drew sat down to watch. He almost fell out of his chair when May opened the door.
“This definitely doesn’t fit,” May growled at Misty, who appeared seconds later. It certainly did not. In fact, she hadn’t even been able to button it all the way. Her glare went from Misty to Drew when he burst into laughter. She would have said something, but Misty was still there. Instead she settled for slamming the changing room door. Misty looked confused but didn’t ask.
Several hundred outfits later they emerged from the shop with one dress each and a flabbergasted Drew trailing behind them.
“All of that for one stupid dress?” Now he knew why his sisters were always out for hours when they went clothes shopping. Whatever they bought had to be perfect.
“I can strangle you in your sleep with this one dress, jerkbag,” May threatened under her breath.
“Did you say something?” Misty asked.
“No. What’s next?”
May blanched. “Swimsuits?” She glanced over her shoulder at a smirking Drew.
“That’s what I said. Ya deaf?” Misty said and ducked into a different store.
“Great!” Drew mimicked with more enthusiasm.
May started sweating when she saw what Misty wanted her to try on. “That’s not a bathing suit!”
“Sure it is!”
“Barely!” May really didn’t want Drew to see her in something like that. He was incorrigible enough as it was.
“Don’t be bashful,” Drew teased. “I’ve already seen you in your bra, remember?”
“Why?” Misty asked, clearly confused.
Misty won in the end. Of course she did. She could be a tenacious pain in the butt when she wanted to be.
May sipped her chocolate shake and tried not to let Drew see that her face was still bright red. She had to endure all of Drew’s catcalls as Misty handed her more and more bikinis. Of course, Misty had tried on her fair share, but she didn’t have to listen to Drew’s comments. May was now very aware of how much more endowed her best friend was than herself.
“That won’t work,” Drew said slyly, referring to her attempt to hide her face. He would have kept teasing her, but nature was calling. “Is there a bathroom around here somewhere?
The thought of not answering him and letting him suffer was very tempting. Then again, if she didn’t tell him he would stay around and bother her more. Best behavior, he said. Puh! She hated to think of his worst.
She pointed to the mall bathrooms discreetly. “Thank you,” Drew said before standing up and walking away.
“Finally,” May said when he was out of earshot.
“Finally what?” Misty questioned, her eyes narrowed. When May waved her question off, Misty said, “I’m really starting to worry about you. You never used to talk to yourself before… at least not this much. Is something wrong?”
“No.” The word had barely left her mouth when she felt a finger jab her in the side, right on her most ticklish spot. May jumped sky high, her stomach muscles contracting almost painfully in an effort to protect themselves. At the moment she didn’t care if Misty thought she was crazy, she was going to give Drew a piece of her mind. That had hurt! “You stupid-”
The words died in her throat.
“Yep.” Ash smiled, making the sides of his eyes crinkle. “Now, what were you about to call me? A stupid…?”
May laughed nervously. “Oh, never mind that! I thought you were someone else.”
Misty looked at her strangely, probably wondering who May mistook Ash for. Obviously deciding that it was a question to ask later, she turned her attention to Ash. Her cerulean eyes glossed over with some inscrutable emotion. “Do you want to sit down with us?”
“Sure.” He gave her a smile again and plopped down on the chair that Drew had previously been occupying. May chuckled inwardly. Drew would love that.
“What brings you here, dunderhead?” Misty asked the newest member to their table.
“Looking for a new shirt.”
May couldn’t help herself; she was watching Ash’s every move like some sort of predator. Ash and Misty, of course, didn’t even notice.
“You’re very obvious about your feelings.” Drew’s deep voice in her ear shot shivers down her spine.
“Am not,” she mumbled.
“May, what did I tell you about talking to yourself?” Ash said jokingly, but May was barely paying attention to his words. She was too busy watching Drew out of her peripheral vision as he sauntered up behind Ash and stood with his hands on his hips. “May?”
“Um, yea, don’t do it?”
Both Ash and Misty chuckled at that. May forced one out but was still watching Drew.
“Hey, Buddy, you’re in my seat.” Although May knew he was teasing, she couldn’t help but watch in morbid fascination. “Hmm… doesn’t look like he’s going to move. What do you think I should do, May? Just tilt his chair over perhaps?”
“No!” May cried without even thinking.
“You don’t want Ash to stay and eat with us?” Misty asked, confused once again. May vowed to herself that she really needed to pay more attention to the conversation.
“No, no, no! That’s not what I meant! I-“
“That’s right, May,” Drew taunted. “Think of an excuse fast.”
‘Shut up’ was on the tip of her tongue but she instead managed to say, “I must have misunderstood you.”
Ash and Misty accepted that explanation and went back to what they were talking about before May interrupted them.
“I was just kidding you know,” Drew said and sat down next to May. “I wouldn’t do that. After all, I did promise to be on my best behavior.”
Despite herself, May smiled. She actually would have been very entertained to see Ash and Misty’s faces.
“So, what were guys saying again? Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention,” May said to Misty after Drew settled to sitting on the floor next to Ash. Misty gave Ash a strange look and passed May a tight smile.
“Nothing much. Just about how Ash and I met for the first time. At the Northrydel Hotel.”
“Ha, you should have been there, May. It was so funny,” Ash said with a fond smile. “Some guy had accidentally pushed Misty into the swimming pool when I met her for the first time. She looked so drenched and unhappy!”
Misty choked on her milkshake and spewed some back into her glass. Drew himself felt his eyes widen at Ash’s last words. Drenched and unhappy… why did that sound so familiar? Wasn’t that something that baloney psychic said earlier?
Drew knew he hadn’t told May what exactly Madam Jessie had told Misty, only that the fraud said something really phoney and bull. What Madam Jessie meant, it couldn’t possibly be true, right?
Nah, it can’t be. I’m probably remembering it wrong, thought Drew as he watched May cluelessly ask Misty what was wrong. A little pale, Misty shook her head and reassured Ash and May that she was alright.
There’s no way in hell that psychic is on her money. No way.
Drew quickly became bored while the other three re-engaged in pleasant conversation. After he had (jokingly) threatened to tip over Ash’s chair, May was pretty much ignoring him and it wasn’t like he could talk to anyone else. Without much enthusiasm he watched May, then Misty, and finally Ash.
What was it exactly that May liked about Ash? Sure, the guy seemed nice enough and was probably good-looking from a girl’s perspective, but there had to be more to it than that, right? An idea slowly crept into his head and he had a hard time concealing his goofy smile.
Standing up, he leaned over the table to put his head between May and the others. As he suspected, she jerked back and almost fell off her chair. “What are you doing?” she demanded.
“Um, talking?” Ash offered. May’s face heated up and she stammered an explanation. When Ash’s attention was diverted, she glanced at Drew with a scowl on her face. He only smiled as an answer and sat back down.
Drew repeated his little game several times, making grotesque faces only inches away from May’s. It was taking all her effort not to laugh and became evident that both Misty and Ash thought she was going insane. That was okay with her. Maybe she really was going insane; Drew now seemed more amusing than annoying. It was a strange revelation for her that he wasn’t as bad as his first impression had led her to believe.
Drew felt a strong rumbling in his stomach and groaned inwardly. It couldn’t be helped; his body wouldn’t wait any longer. He tugged on May’s shirt to get her attention. “I hate to rain on you parade, but I’m starving.”
May nodded her head a fraction and stood up, getting her friends’ awareness. “Well, I should probably try to catch the bus home. I would eat here, but I’m in charge of making dinner for my family tonight.”
“Oh.” Misty sighed and handed May her bags. “Here you go. I’ll call you later.”
“Bye, May. Maybe I’ll see you later this week,” Ash added.
“Later!” May called over her shoulder and walked towards the mall exit.
“Sorry I made you leave,” Drew apologized. “But I might have disintegrated before your very eyes.”
“That hungry, huh?” May teased. “It’s okay. I was thinking about leaving soon anyways.” She sighed and shifted her shopping bags to her other arm.
“I can help you carry those, you know.”
May smiled at him and laughed good naturedly. “Thanks, but I don’t think these people,” she gestured at everyone around them, “are accustomed to floating bags.”
“Oh, that’s right,” Drew said sheepishly. “I guess I forgot.”
“Let’s just get to the bus,” May said, effectively ending the conversation for the time being.
Drew, frowning slightly, stopped and turned around to stare at the table Ash and Misty were sitting at. Misty had this strange, glazed look over her eyes as Ash prattled on, even placing her hand on his every now and then. The two of them really seemed to be in sync with each other, in sync to such an extent that –
“Hey, stop staring like a panfried mullet and get your act together! Don’t you want to go home and eat dinner?” May hissed as she tugged at Drew’s ear. He grumbled as he allowed May to drag him to the bus station, led painfully by the ear like a prize donkey.
However, a nauseous feeling in his gut pooled in his gut, causing a pain strongly than the stinging pinpricks emanating from May’s fingers around his ear lobe. A queasy feeling that arose whenever Drew thought about Madam Jessie’s words and Ash and Misty, seated together with only eyes for each other. Didn’t May like Ash? But wasn’t Misty her best friend?
Drew chewed on his lower lip and gave May a piercing stare. May, how am I supposed to tell you that the guy you like… may be promised to someone else?
End of Chapter Four