We're Tied Together Ch. 5

"Drew!" yelled May, running off to find the boy.

"May, your being too loud this early in the morning," says the boy, getting up and rubbing his eyes. She flopped down on the floor and took a deep breath as if she was going to say something. He just yawned completely ignoring the girl.

"What's wrong with you?" she says, pouting.

"May, what are you talking about. I'm tired so please hurry this up," he says ,yawning again, this time stretching his arms out.

"W-w-what am I talking about!" she says, completely shocked. How could he have forgotten? After all it was his fault! He was the one that … that!

"Oh, I get it, May, I get it," he says, starting to laugh. May coming back from her delusional state sees this.

"W-what's so funny?!" she asks, defensively. Drew, how could she like someone like him! He was just so … so irritating! He always got past her best defenses like it was nothing. Weather it was making her angry, crazy, or dumfounded. Whatever emotion there was was out there he able to get her to show each and every one of them.

"You're thinking about yesterday, right?" he says, laughing at the girl. She sure did get worked up over the silliest things sometimes. Well as long as she didn't get worked up every time he could handle it. Besides it was somewhat like a humor relief for him. He just couldn't resist the chance to make her loose it. Who could? It was just so much fun.

"N-no, not at all. It's just that I … well you see I –," she says, scratching her cheek. She hadn't planned for him to actually guess what she was so upset about on his fist guess, none-the-less being half asleep! What was she going to do. She had to come up with something and fast.

"I'm waiting. But before you answer you may want to cool down a bit" he says, laying back down. She gritted her teeth in anger at his actions. How can he be so calm?! It was him! He was the cause of it all and he has the nerve to say calm down! Still this was not time to be lollygagging she needed to find something, anything, to say. She looks at him one last time.

"Your hairs a mess," she says, bending down to fix it. His hair really was a mess. Though it's only be expected he did just get out of bed.

"May –," he says, getting up. He had only stopped because he found himself inches away from May's face. After a short period of time they both blush and flinch away from each other.

"Ah, I-I'm sorry, Drew" she said, still flabbergasted. "I-I ah." The words just didn't seem to want to come out of her mouth. What was she doing? He was there completely calm and under control and here she was freaking out over nothing really. She really admired that part of him, though. He always did seem to keep his cool in almost any situation.

"It's no big deal, May," he says, flipping his hair, diverting his eyes away from her. It really was a mess. Thinking this she began to laugh. What was she going to do with herself?

"Thanks, Drew," she said, looking up and smiles at the boy. A small unseen blush appeared on his face. Why was he getting so flustered yet again? Well either way she did look best when she was smiling.

"You know, May your really something else," he says, laughing to himself. She stopped and looked over at him. A sign of shock could be seen on her face.

"W-what do you mean," she stutters, her face beginning to become a bright shade of red.

"Nothing really, I just find it amusing such a slow person like you can convey your feels so openly," he says, laughing once again.

"I-I'm not slow," she says, defensively, hopping to her feet. "I'm just not fast," she says, in somewhat of a whisper, diverted her eyes away from Drew. Usually she would take it much more offensively, but she felt happy right now. This feeling they both harbor what could it be?