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I don't own pokemon

May Maple glared at her daily annoyance.

Of course, he just had to end up at the same table as her. And of course, he just had to tease her and make fun of her every second of the day he was near her. And that was a lot.

Seriously, May was starting to suspect that he went out of his way to run into her so he could tease her.

He was so annoying, with all of his stupid nicknames and snide remarks every time she made even the slightest slip up in anything.

"Mrs. Maple? Could you please demonstrate this problem on the board?" The teacher called. May stood up, only to trip over one of the legs of her chair.

As expected, Drew smirked. "Sorry, but you might want to go to a much lower level class. This is for big kids, not little children who can't even walk yet. Besides you have to be smart to get in this class, so you certainly don't belong here."

But none the less, he offered her a hand to help her up. May, however, disregarded the gesture and simply slapped his hand away before getting up and successfully making it to the board.

Drew's face fell as she walked right past him.

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"May! Why'd you just brush Drew aside like that in math!?!?" Dawn demanded to know. "He looked so disappointed that it wasn't even funny!"

I rolled my eyes. "He would have no reason to be disappointed. Besides, he was being a jerk."

"Then he offered to help you up!" She argued.

"He's still a jerk. I can't stand how he's supposed to be this perfect, smart, super cute, super athletic basketball star. I just can't stand how he acts like... Like... Like however he wants! What do his fangirls see in that jerk?!?!"

"What do you see in that jerk?" Dawn questioned smugly.

"W-w-what?." May gasped, cheeks turning red.

"Oh, please." Dawn said, throwing in a hand gesture for emphasis. "We both know that you've been crushing on him big time for, like, the past four years."

"Don't remind me... I hate that I like him every second of the day... I just hate it! I hate how he messes with my emotions with those pretty red roses. I hate how he's supposed to be all Mr. Popular, and how he teases me 24/7. Besides... It's not like he would ever like me back. See ya, Dawn." She turned into her classroom.

After she was gone, Dawn shook her head. "You don't hate that you like him, May. You hate the fact that you've convinced yourself that he could never like you back. *sigh* If you would only stop being so dense and realize that he's crazy about you..."

She shook her head once again before speed walking to her own class.

"'Ello, October." Drew greeted, a smirk claiming his rightful place on Drew's face.

"Go die in a hole." Was May's only response before taking her seat and forcing herself to look at the board and not even sneak one like peek at Drew.

If she had, however, she would have seen the sadness and disappointment that she had so easily caused in his heart.

'Come on May, you can do it.' She told herself. 'You've like this stupid boy for four years. It's about time that you move on and get over him. Besides, you've liked him so long that this stupid crush is bound to just go away soon, and then you'll never have to think about him again.'

However, two seats back and one to the left, Drew was only half paying attention to the teacher, just enough so that he wouldn't get in trouble for not listening.