[COMPLETE]Romeo And Cinderella (Contestshipping)

Chapter Three: The Bad News

Drew's POV

All of my life, I have never been in a point in my life where I am as confused, disorganized and completely loss with my -gay word incoming-feelings, as now. As far as what my memory have stored, which isn't really that trusty to start with, the last time I got confused barely this much was when I was answering my Calculus midterm exam last semester.

That was a very difficult one. That nagging feeling that "A" was the answer while also feeling that it could be "C". Since I hadn't had a "C" for quite a while.

I know this should be like a serious academic problem, but I'm probably the only person in this universe who trust "feelings" in answering math exams.

The week before that exam, I poured a quarter of my annual savings down in this sort of a good luck-fountain for extra luck. Because of course why wouldn't I. I was just grabbing all the chances I could take.

Anyway I didn't care, and that didn't mean that I'd relied my future completely to some mere thought of fiction always, only from time to time. I study a lot too! Though I got to admit that I wasn't able to study much for that exam, which explains why I poured a quarter of my savings which I would just give only a handful normally.

Pffffttt.

You should take a look at the students that visit there almost every exam week, some even pour a bucket of penny! I remembered the money in the fountain became so abundant that they built another one nearby.

I bet it should have five or six fountains by now.

Anyway, off tracked. Now that I thought about it, I wasn't able to understand at all why I felt like that last night.

Am I in love?

With Maybelle?

Like seriously? In love?

With all the racing heartbeat and wanting to hold hands thingy?

Hmmm...

No.

Not quite.

But then, I remembered Paul saying 'Oh? I have always thought you had special feelings for her.' How was he able to infer that?! I mean even I can't tell! It's nowhere near something that conclusive.

Oh yeah, what was Ash's reaction to that again?

'Do you really have to marry her immediately? Can't you wait until graduation at least? '

I should really have punched that dense head of his till his brain gains its mature state of mentality. He didn't get anything I explained. And then also maybe Misty would be grateful at me for once. He can't be that dense right? It wasn't really that difficult to notice Misty being all over him.

Today though seemed totally different from yesterday. I wasn't feeling any gloominess, not even a silhouette of it. Birds were happily chirping on the branches of trees not giving a single crap about the November chill and everything, though unbelievably except on the pavement in front of our garage, crap, literally! I really hate cleaning these stuff, but I was nonetheless merry.

There are times like these that for some bizarre reason I feel unnecessarily happy.

A happiness that seemed, hmm I can't seem to find the correct word.

AH!

Short-lived?

Nah, it can't be that, I think I've had enough of my share already. So after putting on my green scarf, I headed outside to clear out the snow and poop that had piled up on the pavement in front of our garage.