It originally started only to be a small drabble about a song I liked, then it grew, and grew, and grew.
Now easily the longest thing i've ever written. I could has very easily turned this into a fic. But I decided not to mainly because it still took a lot out of me just trying to write this so now this is a songfic about a love triangle from a song that I have been into for a while
Here is the song
Well, good luck and I hope you like it. I put a lot of effort into it
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Rustboro High. A high-end private high school located in the mid south end of, where else, Rustboro City, which is close to the City's forest that gave it a rather peaceful and natural presentation with the three stories of stone constructed buildings, labs, auditoriums, and even several gymnasiums that made the school a home for the children some of Hoenn's most wealthiest and privileged families. But it not only held students of great wealth, but of great talent and academic excellence, as it has, on occasion, offered full scholarships to some of Hoenn's and even the nations best and brightest young minds. Yes, this place has it all for a young mind to excel. One such young mind is that of Littleroot Junior Highs top honor student, Brendan Birch.
Brendan had been offered a full scholarship after he was given an assessment test administered by the High School to review his academic stance. His Regional test scores were high enough to catch their eyes. Needless to say, he passed with flying colors. He has, since then, spent his days as a student at this prestigious school. Now seventeen, he is approaching the end of his senior year. It was about time he had made he most bold move.
Brendan had just walked out of class, which was on the third floor, and started going down the stairs to head toward the cafeteria for the lunch hour. Brendan was not that tall of a student. Standing a modest five feet, four inches, he had short jet black untidy hair, which strangely complemented his ruby red eyes while, at times, covering them due to his long bangs. He wore a single sleeved black backpack over his yellow-vest which covered a white short-sleeved dressed shirt and red tie. His hands rested in the pockets of his dark brown slacks when he finally made it to the cafeteria and ordered his food. He had paid with a special credit card given to him by the school. He walked into the dining hall. A large hall with many lunch tables neatly lined in five rows of thirty. On the ceilings hung several chandeliers for bright, vibrant lighting. It did seem rather pointless to have them, as the hall was only used for lunch and most of the time it was lit by the sun that came through by the large vertical windows that lined across the walls. Brendan looked around the hall and quickly found what he was looking for.
“Hey, Lucas.” Brendan said as he began to sit across from a boy who wore the same uniform, he had short dark blue hair which was more untidy than Brendan's, as several patches stuck out more than others. He sat there eating his lunch as he lazily looked up at Brendan with his dark cobalt blue eyes after he had heard his name.
“Yo Brendan, whats up?” Lucas had simply replied. Lucas was, like Brendan, seventeen and an ace student, but from the Sinnoh region, that was offered a scholarship for his academic excellence. He was also Brendan's roommate in the dormitory the school had provided for the students from out of town. “So tell me, Brendan, what are you going to do about your final art project?”
“A portrait.” Brendan replied as he took out a pair of black ridged reading glasses and then taking a bite of his sandwich and pulled out from his backpack a book labeled 'Theory of Evolution' and began to read.
“Oh really? A self portrait?” Asked Lucas in interest.
“Nah, I've got somebody in mind.”
“Oh? Well, I thank you for considering my swell looks for your art project.” Lucas answered while making a hand gesture towards his face, resting his fingertips on the edge of his cheeks while his head was cocked to the side, making an almost 'girly' look “But, I must decline your offer.”
Brendan just sat there and laughed. “Ha ha, no, it's not you. I knew you were too good for my artistic skills.” He smiled as he removed his glasses, put his book back into his backpack, finished his sandwich, and began to get up. “It all goes into my plan.”
“Which is...” Lucas asked. “You've been talking about your 'plan' for some time now.”
“I'm finally asking May out. It's been some time since I've got to know her again. I'd say it's about time to ask her.” Brendan had finally told him.
“...and, what does that have to do with your art fina....”before Lucas could finish his sentence, another voice had answered.
“From what I'm getting, you're going to ask her to be your model for your final, and then strike. Am I right?” Another boy had came to the lunch table and set his lunch try down. Much like Brendan and Lucas, he wore a yellow vest, white short sleeved dress shirt and brown slacks. His black hair was slicked back with two black bangs that hung just over his forehead. His golden-yellow eyes slyly looked at Brendan with a small smirk on his face as if he had knew it. Once again, this student, Jimmy, like Brendan and Lucas, was an ace student from Jhoto. Also seventeen years of age, same situation, just lived in a different dorm.
“Slightly, I do, wish to ask her out sometime during this session I have planned. Getting to know her better so asking her out later will be much easier.” Brendan smiled. He picked up his lunch tray and began walking away to the nearest garbage canister. “Now is my chance, wish me luck, and I'll see you guys later.”
Both Lucas and Jimmy had given him their best wishes as Brendan walked across the dining hall, and before he was too far away from his companions he could her Jimmy in the distance. “Just so you know, we're not going to be that shoulder you cry on if she says no!”
'Ha ha! I'll keep that in mind' Thought Brendan as he made his way past a flood of students who were all enjoying their respective lunches, chatting and gossiping to their hearts content. Finally, he saw her.
May Maple. Seventeen years old, was also in her senior year. Much like the males at the school, she wore a yellow vest and white dress shirt with tie. The only difference is that she, and all other girls, sported a dark navy blue skirt. She had bright sapphire blue eyes and her chestnut brown hair was split in three parts. One portion tied behind her head, and the other two portions hang on each side of her head past her shoulders. May had actually been Brendan's neighbor in Littleroot Town many years ago. However, after her father, Norman, had achieved Elite trainer status. He, along with his family, moved to a larger city closer to where Norman needed to be. Unlike Brendan and his companions, Her acceptance was more based upon the admission fee being paid. That isn't to say she wasn't a bright student. But her scores from the assessment test weren't high enough to earn a scholarship. However, due to her fathers status, he was able to pull some strings to get her accepted at a lower fee than most others.
“Hey May, look whose heading this way.” One of Mays' friends had informed her of Brendan approaching them. “It's one of those brainy dorks.”
“That's not very lady-like of you to be calling people such names, now is it, Dawn?” Brendan replied to the shoulder length dark blue haired girl who sat on one said of May.
“Yeah Dawn, be a little more considerate.” May replied to Dawn with a smile and turned back to Brendan. “Whats up?”
“Well, before I get to business, I'd say we catch up a bit.” Brendan answered and continued to ask “How have you been?”
“I've been good, trying to survive these last few weeks of school and hopefully I can get into a good college.”
“I see, and how has that been going?”
“That, has not been going too well.” May answered with an embarrassed smile “Perhaps you can help me study for the upcoming Finals and the S.W.I.A.T?”
“What subjects are you having trouble with?”
“Really, it's just Elemental Physics.”
“I see, that is a hard subject. It shouldn't be a problem for me. But, I have a favor to ask of you.” Brendan added.
“Oh boy, here it comes.” Dawn interjected. “You going to ask her out on a date?
“Jeez, you know, I guess what they say about being from a noble family is true.” Brendan started to get annoyed.
“And what is that?” Dawn asked, bracing for an insult.
“I don't know.” Brendan answered simply. “Something about brats, no person to person communication, politeness, interrupting conversations, you know, stuff like that.” Brendan finished with a cheesy smile and pulled out a book from his backpack. “Here, you need this more than I do.” and set the book in front of Dawn.
“This is a book on Micro-Sociology.” Dawn remarked.
Exactly!” Brendan exclaimed “Use it, hell, you might learn a thing or two about how to talk to boys.” Dawn proceeded to give Brendan a death stare whilst May gave a small chuckle. “Anyways, What I was going to say is that I have a favor to ask of you if you wish for me to help you study.”
“...and that is?”
“I have an Art final in a few weeks. It must be a drawing or painting from life. I decided to do a portrait, and I was wondering if I may have the privilege to use you as my model.”
May laughed. “You really think I'm worth drawing?”
“Absolutely.” Brendan said with confidence.
“Alright then, sounds fun.”
“Perfect. Meet me after school outside the Art building.” Brendan added with a big grin on his face.
“Sure thing.” Said with a smile of her own.
Brendan turned around and started to walk away, his head was still turned towards May and company. “Well if you'll ladies excuse me, I've got a few things to take care of.” As he walked further away from May and company, he could hear Dawn and several of her friends began to argue.
Keep rockin', and keep knockin'
Whether you Louis Buitton it up or Reebokin'
You see the hate, that they're servin' on a platter
So what we goin' have, dessert or disaster?
The day seemed to have passed faster after the lunch hour as May already found herself walking to the Art building located on the lower east end of campus. When May finally arrived at the Art building, she saw Brendan sitting on the steps in front. He had his uniform undone with both his vest and shirt un-tucked and the tie undid and hung out over his vest, once again wearing his reading glasses as he was jotting down some notes while sitting at the base, seemingly very much into whatever he was writing down until May decided to get his attention.
“Hey!” May yelled, waving her hand in the air while still walking towards Brendan. Upon hearing his name, Brendan jerked his head up quickly to see May approach him. A small smile crept on his face and he removed his glasses and put his notebook back into his backpack. “How long have you been waiting for me here?”
“I'd say about five minutes.” He then stood up and began walking up the stairs to the building. “Shall we?”
May started to follow Brendan up the stairs, the smile still on her face “Of course.” She had reached the top of the stairs and Brendan was waiting there and held the door open for her. She gave Brendan a thank you gesture and walked in. “So where are we going?” She asked while they started to walk down the corridors of the building
“All Art students are given their own studio to work on their projects at. We're heading to my studio.”
“What about helping me study?” May asked.
“I got that covered.” Brendan replied. “While you model for me, I can simply tell you formulas and do explanations while I draw, after all, I figured the pose I'd draw of you is when you're reading and writing down notes. Pretty much studying. Sound fine?”
“Wow, you put a lot of thought into this.” May laughed
“Yeah, well, they say I am a genius, at least, that is what all these tests say about me. Looks like I can come up with reasonable solutions even in an instant.” Brendan replied back with a laugh of his own. Then he stopped in front of a door. “We're here.”
May looked at the door and it had a single thin window on the front with a note under the window that read “B. Birch”. Brendan pulled a set of keys out of his pocket and found the right one and unlocked the door to his studio and allowed May to go in before him. When she walked in the first thing she noticed was that it smelled like a crayon box, however, she was taken away from all the different pieces of art that hung around the large room. One wall seemed to have even been replaced with a large window that let a great deal of sunlight into the studio, as well as a beautiful view of the forest in the distance. Again there was the art, Landscapes, Buildings, Portraits of himself and friends and even Pokemon. Some in black and white, some in color, some painted, some colored with colored pencil. She continued to look around, and saw various desks with different mediums of supplies such as pencils, pens, paintbrushes, watermarks and kickstands. In the corner of the room was another door that had a window that led into a smaller room, but she couldn't see in the room.
“Did you really make all of these beautiful pieces of art?” May asked still in awe. She noticed that Brendan had pulled out a kickstand, a stool and a large sheet of bristol paper on a large clipboard.
“Yes I have. These were all art projects I had done in Art class this year.” He said as he made the setup ready, he then walked back to one of the desks and picked up a box of what appeared to be a box of charcoal. Then he put on what seemed to be a white sack sewed onto a red bandanna. A rather odd hat, to be honest. And finally put on a brown apron, probably to keep his uniform clean. He then place the items near the window and begun moving a large cushioned chair and placed it in the middle of the room
“They're all amazing!” May said again looking back at Brendan and noticed the 'hat' on his head “What's that for? She asked, trying hard to hold back a laugh, but giggles escaped.
“What, this? It's just something I whipped up at the last minute so it can keep my bangs away from my eyes.”
“You couldn't just buy a hat?”
“Nah, I kind of like the Post-modernness of it.” Brendan replied wit ha laugh and pulled the bandanna up above his eyes and adjusted it so it wouldn't fall. He then sat down on the stool across from May. “Ok, Sit there with your notebook and tell me what you need help with.”
“Ok.” May obeyed, she grabbed her notebook from her backpack and sat down on the cushioned chair. It was then that she noticed Brendan in the glare of the sunlight that shined from the large window behind him. Despite him merely sitting there with a piece of charcoal in hand, May had sensed a sort of aura around him that made her feel comfortable and she smiled. Brendan then looked up and May looked into his ruby red eyes
I never thought I'd be in love like this,
When I look at you my mind goes on a trip,
Then you came in and knocked me on my face,
Feels like I'm in a race, but I've already won first place.
“Thats actually a perfect pose.” Brendan told May and she had snapped back into reality, not realizing what she was doing, blood quickly rushed into her face and a blush came full bloom on her face.
“Wha, What pose was I in again?” May felt embarrassed, But, Brendan couldn't help but laugh.
“You just had your head resting on your left hand while your left arm was on the armrest. Look down at your notebook with your pencil in hand like you're writing.” May quickly obeyed. Got in position, and Brendan started to sketch “Ok, now, What are you stuck on.”
Several hours passed since the session had begun but it seemed more like time stood still for Brendan and May as they were deep in discussion with the subject at hand, but would occasionally go off topic and talked about their own lives. “So tell me Brendan, You're such a good artist. Are you going to pursue a career along these lines?”
“Probably not.” Brendan replied. “I hate to sound like that selfish greedy person, but, there is just not enough of financial security in being an artist. Well, if you're a good artist.”
“Don't be so modest! Have you seriously seen your work? It's stunning. I'd pay top dollar for it.” May encouraged Brendan on. “Seriously, even if you don't follow the artist career, at least humor me and tell me you won't quit drawing and painting. Ok?” Brendan just sat there, his eyes off his paper and on May. A smile came upon Brendan's face and he turned back to his canvas.
“Ok, I promise.” Brendan finally said wit ha smile. “Well, what about you?” Brendan finally decided to ask her.
“Me? Well, To be honest, I never really had any big aspirations. I just want to be...stable. I guess like my father, financially secure enough to travel the world. Then maybe start a family of my own.” May said with a sheepish tone in her voice. In truth, she really didn't know what to do after school.
I never thought I'd fall for you as hard as I did.
You got me thinkin' 'bout a life, a house, and kids.
“heh heh, I see.” Brendan finally said “Now, onto the next formula.”
Several more hours had passed up to the point where it had gotten very late. The once beautiful view of the forest outside the window was now nothing but a mere void of darkness. The light in the studio was more than enough to keep the entire room lit and secure. May, had finally gotten tired and started to doze off. Brendan, using his best efforts to keep her awake, failed as she fell asleep on the chair. The soft cushion proving too much of a comfort for her to stay up.
May awoke from the bright sunlight that beamed on her face from what felt like a large window. May started to gather thoughts as she just now realized that she had fell asleep in the studio last night. But this was weird. She was laying down on a bed. She had no memory of ever walking to a room or back to her dorm and falling asleep in a bed. She bolted up from the bed and quickly looked around and noticed she as in a very small room with a small desk and another big vertical window right across from the bed. She then saw the door with a window that was in front of the end of the bed. Once she looked out the window she saw the studio where she and Brendan were all afternoon, and apparently all night.
“I see.” She had said to herself. “This is that small room in the corner of Brendan's studio.” May then walked out of the room and saw another sight that made her want to jump.
It was Brendan, he had fell asleep on one of his desks with the large clipboard in front of him. It seemed like he was working until he simply shut down. He was still sitting on a stool, with his head was resting on it's side in his arms that were crossed and resting on the desk. The hat had fallen off his head and his hair was all over his face. It was then that May had that same feeling she had yesterday before they started.
Every morning I look at you and smile
Cause boy you came around and you knocked me down
knocked me down.
May moved over to get a better look at the drawing Brendan had worked so hard on completing. Brendan had finished all right, and it looked as marvelous as she had predicted it would be. It was of her sitting on the single couch like chair, slightly slouched on it with her left elbow resting on the arm rest, her head resting on her left hand with a pencil in her right hand while looking down at her notebook, all the while, jotting down some notes. A smile on her face, both the drawing, and on her actual face. She wanted to wake up Brendan to let him know of a good job he had done. But was short lived as Brendan woke up himself.
“Like it?” Brendan asked in a low tone, his head still resting on the desk.
“I love it!” May had said
“Well then, you're gonna be blown away when I finally finish it.”
May only looked puzzled “Wait, you mean it's not done?” She asked and looked back at the artwork. It looked perfect to her, perfectly shaded and everything.
“Well, it is supposed to be a portrait, that is just a rough draft.” Brendan said while sitting up. “I'm going to now use that as a base and redraw it plainly so I can use watercolor paint.” He finished saying as he took off his 'hat' and his apron that he wore over his now dirty uniform.
“Good thing it's Sunday.” May noted as she looked at the time on her cell phone. It was a little over ten A.M. “Otherwise we would have missed first period.”
“Yeah, another good reason why I decided to do this project last night.” Brendan said with a smile on his face
“So, is that it?” May asked. “Are we done studying?”
“Well, yeah, you really don't need to be here anymore as I can finish the portrait with this.” Brendan said while pointing to the drawing of May. “Or, if you like, I will be in here every Monday and Wednesday night working on this painting. You are more than welcome to come by and I can still tutor you while I paint.”
“That would be great.” May replied with a smile. “Well, if thats the case, I guess i'll be heading back to my dorm, my roommate must be worried about me.”
Brendan and May said their goodbyes and May began to walk out the door while Brendan just started to pack up his art supplies and put them away. 'Well, that went pretty well.' Brendan thought to himself.
The days came and went rather quickly after that. As May made good on her words and visited Brendan at his art studio as often as she could for help in her classes. But it was more than that for her. She also enjoyed her conversations with Brendan, and she just felt happy around Brendan. She really couldn't explain why that was . Even Brendan had felt the same way and he knew that he had to ask the question soon or else. But he was hesitant for some strange reason, and even he could not figure out why.
Sometimes love comes around and it knocks you down
Just get back up when it knocks you down, knocks you down
Sometimes love comes around and it knocks you down
Just get back up when it knocks you down, knocks you down
Drew Rosebeau. The son from LaRousse's richest and most powerful family. Seventeen years old and also in his senior year at Rustboro High. Unlike Brendan, Jimmy and Lucas, Drew had made it into the school due completely to his family's reputation and wealth. His grades were mediocre, but, displayed great athletic talent. As he was the captain of the schools Baseball, Swimming and Track teams. Due to his major involvement in school activities and after school gatherings, easily made him among the most popular kids in the school. He, along with his own group of friends of fellow legacies like himself. Drew had a pair of piercing emerald green eyes that matched with his wavy green hair. Like all students, even he wore the standard school uniform. At the moment Drew and his friends were gathered at a table in the cafeteria, discussing the upcoming tests.
“So Drew, the big tests are next week. What do you have planned for after this?” Asked one of the boys, he had brown hair that were in large spikes with dark blue eyes.
“I'm not sure, Gary. I could take the easy way out and just go back home and prepare myself for the family business.” Drew had told his friend
“Business? What business? Your family owns half of LaRousse.” Gary had commented back.
“Exactly” Drew commented “I find that to be the cowards way out. I wish to challenge myself and aim for something much bigger than that.
“C'mon Drew, there really isn't much else that is bigger than owning half a City.” The other boy in the group spoke up. This boy had jet black hair that pointed out in three different directions. With bland Brown eyes.
“I don't know, Ash.” Drew answered in an annoyed tone. “That is why I will scout out my options in college.”
“Speaking of scouting out your options, you seriously need to stop trying to date all these girls out at once. It's really annoying because they keep on calling at the dorm, some of them even wait out our door for you to come back. Hell, there has even been some fights that broke out in front of our door because of you!” Ash commented as he knew that with all the popularity Drew has, many of the girls want to be by his side so that they can seem cool and above all the other girls at the school, or cause they know that he can buy them whatever they want.
“Hey, don't hate the player. Hate the game!” Drew commented back to Ash with a large smile on his face.
“I never said I was hating on you. It's that 'game' you play of 'how many girls can I juggle at once' game I'm having a problem with.” Ash shot back at Drew
“Ha ha ha ha! Alright, I get it, I guess I really should settle down.” Drew gave in with a laugh. “Well then, I'll be heading out for now”
I never thought I'd hear myself say
Y'all go ahead, I think I'm gonna kick it with my girl today
I used to be commander in chief of my pimp ship flyin high,
Drew got up out of his seat and took a few steps back without looking, then, he felt something large collide with the right side of his body. Judging from that, Drew had thought some idiot had just ran into him and turned towards the culprit and noticed it was a female. “Ow!” Moaned the girl
It was none other than May. Who seemed to have been in a hurry and without looking rushed into Drew and knocked her book bag she was holding off her shoulder, causing the books to pile out onto the floor. Drew, being the gentleman he was , helped her pick up everything.
“Oh I'm so sorry! Please, let me help you.” Drew had offered May and got down on his knees and began collecting books. He then noticed May and was taken back at her beauty. It was the nthat May had looked at who she had run into, and noticed that it was Drew. A small gasp had left her mouth, as well as a small flush of blood that rushed into her face, causing a small blush and she looked away quick.
'Til I met this pretty little missile that shot me out the sky
“I, I'm sorry, I should have looked where I was going.” May had told Drew, not trying to look like a total idiot in front of him.
“Don't you worry about it.” Drew said smoothly. “It's never a lady's fault for such incidents. The fault is all mine. Please forgive me.” He finished with a smile and May looked away from him again, this time she had let out a giggle.
“Really, you don't need to apologize. I wasn't even looking where I was going.” May had said again while receiving some of the fallen the books from Drew.
“I'll tell you what, because I wasn't looking where I was going either, we'll just call it even between us. Ok?” Drew then got up and offered his hand to help May up from the ground.
“Ok then.” May said and she took his hand as she got back up on her feet. She then found herself looking into his piercing green eyes and almost got lost as if she was in a forest.
“So, care to tell me your name?” Drew asked, and May was knocked back to earth.
“It's May.” She responded quietly.
“Well then, May.” Drew began, looking into her sapphire blue eyes. “Please allow me to treat you to something after classes as a token of my goodwill, and just to let you know, I won't take 'no' for an answer.”
May was speechless, was Drew asking her out? Her head was overwhelmed with thoughts. Drew, arguably the most popular boy in school, was asking her out. This was the kind of things that only happen in those teen drama movies. She decided to go for it. “Ok, that would be great.”
“Great,” Drew said with a big smile. “I'll see you after six, tonight, we'll meet in the front of the school.”
“Ok.” May said and she began to walk away from Drew and his group. Still looking at Drew with a smile on her face. Until she was out of their sights.
“Ok, seriously, what the hell were you and Ash just talking about?” Gary spoke up after that 'moment' Drew just had.
“What?” Drew played innocent.
“Seriously man, this has to stop.” Ash added as Drew walked away.
“Don't worry! This will be the one I'll stick with!” Drew told them. Drew had used this line all the time. But little did they know, Drew was actually serious about stopping. He had felt that May could be the one he could stay with.
“I don't know about that.” Gary had said to Ash in a low tone so that Drew, in a distance, could not hear.
Hate to know I'm crashin, don't know how it happened
But I know it feels so damn good
Said if I could go back and make it happen faster
Don't you know I would, baby, if I could
May's thoughts were circling as the day went on into the afternoon. Classes ended and she went back to her dorm to change out of her school uniform and into something a little more her. She walked into her dorm and found her roommate, Kelly, sitting at her desk in the corner of the living room. Kelly looked back from her desk and saw May hurrying over to their bedroom and closed the door. Kelly had short purple hair that was tied up with a red rag and wore a black shirt with some blue overalls. May case out from the room wearing a baby-blue t-shirt along with a black skirt that stretched down to her knees, with tall brown boots that went up to just below her knees.
“And just where are you going?” Kelly asked her roommate with a small smile.
“Drew asked me out tonight!” May had said excitedly “Isn't that great?”
Kelly's smile had faded as soon as she heard the name Drew. Drew? You mean Drew Rosebeau?”
“Yeah.” May answered.
“Listen up May, watch out for that guy.” Kelly said in a serious tone.
“What do you mean?” May asked.
“What? You don't remember?” Kelly asked in response to May. May simply shrugged her shoulders. “Ugh! We used to date! He had asked me out, and I was very excited about the whole thing. We dated for three months, at first, it was fine, he was nice and all, but afterwards. He stopped calling me. He would never be at his dorm, I could never find him anywhere! Then I caught him with another girl! He was cheating on me! And not just that, when I confronted her about, she obviously refused to believe it. Then when we went to find him, he was with ANOTHER girl! He was cheating on the both of us!”
May just stood there and took it all in. She had indeed remembered, she had to comfort Kelly when it happened. She knew it was an ex-boyfriend, she just didn't know it was Drew that was the ex-boyfriend. “What should I do?” May asked
“Just forget it.” Kelly said. “Simple as that, don't even bother.”
“Well, at the very least, I have to at least turn him down tonight.” May had said as she proceeded to grab her large brown coat. “I'll see you in a minute, this shouldn't take long.” and walked out the door.
May thought little of what Kelly had told her. She simply thought of it as Kelly was jealous of Drew asking her out. May then felt bad about that thought immediately after. She knew she meant well and was only looking after her. But this was Drew she was talking about. Although May has heard stories about him. May had felt that if she puts in an extra effort. She could be the one who changes him. A pitiful thought, in all honesty.
May had reached the front of campus first, as Drew hadn't made it yet. May had stood there for a few minutes before she had saw him in the distance. He was wearing a dark gray long sleeved dress shirt and plain blue jeans. A rather simple outfit for someone of his status.
“Hey there” Drew made it next to May.
“Hey” May simply commented back, no longer giddy around him.
“Alright then, shall we?” Drew said, holding out his arm bent so that May could intertwine hers with his, which May had done with a smile and both of them walked off into the City.
Drew had taken May to a small, but rather nice, cafe where he and May had ordered their respective drinks and snacks. They began to talk about their own times in school, Drew about his experiences in the school sports, and May with her own studies. Then, May decided to ask him.
“So,” May began. “Tell me something, I hear a lot of stories about you and your, how should I put this, time with several females around the school.”
“You mean, how I dated a lot of girls at school?”
“Yes.”
Drew just sat back into his chair and gave a large sigh. “Yes, there was a time when I was dumb enough to try and be with three girls at once. “ Drew confirmed. “But, that wasn't just then, it has been happening all my years while I was here.” He went on. “It was all my fault. I was younger, and I noticed all the attention I was getting and I craved it then the more I got, the more I wanted more, and more, and more. The it all came crashing down on me. That got me thinking, a lot. Then I thought to myself, this isn't how I wanted it to turn out. I let my popularity get the best of me and played with fire and got burned. I don't want to deal with that again.”
“Really now?” May said, sounding unconvinced. “You know, it is easy to just say you've stopped.”
Miss independent to the fullest
“Really.” Repeated Drew. “It's something I don't expect you to believe and I understand. Especially since you really don't know what it's like when it all fell apart. It hurt more than any type of physical pain than you think. I've spent my time since then just thinking about it. Now that my time at this school is almost done, I feel as though I should settle with just one girl.”
The load never too much, she helpin' my pull it
She shot the bullet that ended that life
After that moment he had, May just sat there and did not say a word. Drew then proceeded to take another drink from his cup. He then placed his cup down on the table and rested his hand next to it as he began to look out into the city lights. It was the then that he felt a hand rest onto his own, he looked over to see and it was May who had rested her hand on his. He looked at her ans saw a small smile staring into him. It was then that he returned the smile back at her.
I swear to you the pimp in me just died tonight, girl.
May really wasn't sure if she had made the right choice, but, she was willing to find out. She now spent a lot of her free time over the next couple of days with Drew, going to his practices after class and even going out for dinner on several occasions. Now considered boyfriend and girlfriend, they held hands, hugged, and even kissed. Now she couldn't help but feel as though she had forgot something.
Sometimes love comes around and it knocks you down
Just get back up when it knocks you down, knocks you down
Sometimes love comes around and it knocks you down
Just get back up when it knocks you down, knocks you down
“Hm, she didn't show up again, ah well, the painting is done now. I'll drop off an invitation for the art exhibition later.” Brendan had finished with the final coloring on the drawing of May and placed it on the table next to the window for overnight keeping. He then took off his art hat and his apron and set them to the side and locked up and walked towards May's dorm. When he had gotten there, Kelly, May's roommate, had told Brendan that she did not know where May had been and that she had been going out like this for the past few days. This slightly concerned Brendan but he did not press on, so he left the invitation with Kelly.
The time had come for the infamous S.W.I.A.T's; The State Wide Intelligence Assessment Test which are given as a final for every subject for seniors. The score you get combined from all subjects determines a final universal score, and depending on your score, you can receive scholarships for colleges and what not. The tests had proved difficult, even for Brendan. After a week of grueling formulas and equations. He was about ready to take a big rest now that it's done, and just enjoy the last two weeks of school. Starting off with the School Art Exhibition where the final works of all the Art students will be displayed and judged.
Upon the day of the exhibition, Brendan had gotten out of the shower and was getting ready for the event. He had already put on a pair of boxers and a tank top whrn his roommate, Lucas, busted into the bedroom wit ha stack of letters.
“Hey hey there, I didn't think you thought of me in 'that' way.” Lucas jokingly commented with a smile.
“Yeah, well, after 3 years of living with you, I have reached my limit and must take action.” Brendan shot back as he put on some black slacks.
“Speaking of taking action, what about May?” Lucas asked as he sat down at his desk and started sorting out the mail he had picked up from the dorm box. “I noticed you kinda stopped hanging out with her, and you even had this look of worry on your face.”
“I'm not exactly sure.” Brendan answered. “I haven't seen her this past week and a half. I wonder how she did on the tests, after I spent all that time helping her prepare, and the tests were pretty hard, even for me.”
“Speaking of results, looks like the wave of college acceptance letters are starting to pile in.” Lucas said as he began to separate which ones were his and Brendan's. It would appear that they had scored pretty high as there were many letters from several colleges. “Oh? You're gonna love this Brendan. You got a letter from the G.B.I.”
Brendan immediately looked towards Lucas and saw that he waved a single letter in his hand. He then grabbed it and opened the letter and began to read out loud.
Dear Brendan Y. Birch
We are pleased to offer you a full internship to the Global Bureau of Intelligence without the requirement of a college degree. We have been reviewing your progress since your High School assessment testing and we are impressed with your results over the past 3 years and are willing to waiver the college requirement for your admittance . You will be fully accommodated during your internship and depending on your performance, could be an agent within 3 years. Afterwards, you will be apart of an organization that stands among the leaders of the world and you will be surrounded by some of the most brilliant minds in the world, much like yourself. With a starting wage of P1,000,000 per Year.
Should you take advantage of this very rare opportunity, we have enclosed contact information of our nearest research center in your area. Please make contact with an agent of the center and inform them of yourself , and they will take care of the rest.
We look forward to hearing from you
sincerely
Kevin “Orian” Hewitt;
Lead International Researcher
Brendan read the letter several more times to make sure it was not a joke. Both, he, and Lucas, were speechless. The G.B.I, Only the brightest of scholars ever joined this prestigious organization. An organization that his father, a professor himself, was not able to gain acceptance to. Brendan's heart was racing. He was so excited, he wanted to jump for joy.
“Are you going to join?” Lucas asked?
That question brought Brendan back to earth. He was speechless. He looked back down at the letter. “I, don't know.”
“What do you mean you don't know!?” Lucas exclaimed. “This is the G.B.I, it doesn't get any better than that for us.”
“Yeah but...,” Brendan began and then the closed his eyes and had a vision of May smiling at him. “I'd be away from home for a long time, away from family, away from friends and away from...”
“G.B.I!” Lucas said loudly at Brendan again “G.B.I!! wait..., oh Don't tell me you're going to decline because of May! That's crazy!!”
Brendan looked back at Lucas and just put a smile on his face. “Perhaps I will” Brendan folded the letter back up and placed it back in the envelope and set it on his desk and finished getting ready for the art exhibition.