Getting a New Sister

Drew's POV

"Way to go Grandpa!" I jumped as high as I could, feeling as victorious as I had been that time earlier in the taxi ride coming here. I never thought Grandpa could still pull off his old racket of making May faint, good old times. "I always love it when you make her passed out Grandpa. It never grows old!" I laughed and we both high-fived like partners in crime.

"Yeaaah" He shimmied.

"Since you're okay with it that makes this easier than I really thought." He scratched his chin. "You better get ready."

Oh no, this surely can't be what I think this is.

I made a silent gasp of terror.

"We'll try to have you both get married by next week."

He finished off his lunch and stood up slowly.

NOOOOOOOOO!

"That was for real?!" I asked incredulously, dropping the fool act.

"What made you think that I was kidding!?" He exclaimed, pointing to May as if asking me to carry her to her room. "If I was to create a joke then it better had to do something about you two not meant to be for each other." He rolled his eyes and continued. "I mean how could I be wrong? You like May and May likes you back! Though not for now maybe, BUT, you'll both get there eventually I'm pretty sure."

WHAT?! Meant to be for each other?!

He's totally out of his mind! Who is he to claim that?! The God of Matchmaking?! This is a total bullpoop!

I just looked at May and something unpleasant rose up my nerves making me clench my fist hard. "NO! I'm not playing any of your games!" I exclaimed and stood up. I took one final glance at Grandpa as well as to our family behind me before rushing over to the door and outside.

As I was outside the house, I just let my anger drove wherever I was going, not that I really cared. I walked as fast and as far as my tangled emotions could get me. I mean who would be happy to be married at seventeen? That has got to be some crazy joke! What would I ever do with all those girls and fan girls I left in LaRousse?

(Note: girls that I've just mentioned are those hormone-crazed females that are currently my girlfriends and fan girls mean those even more hormone-crazed females who're yet to be my girlfriends)

They would definitely kill May!

Who indeed in this world, who is as hot as me, would leave a harem just like that? No one should ever blame me, I have the right to enjoy my life in any way I can. Blame those girls and their astounding capabilities to get sadistically desperate.

And me liking May? Oh no no no, no siree-bob. My feelings for her can't even be considered love, more or so something enough to justify becoming her husband. And if I have to be married, at least it must be to a girl who's pretty, knows how to cook, do laundry, and especially doesn't nag about every single damn thing. And nope, I can't find one description among those that fits May.

Well, maybe except the pretty part. She is beautiful though I have to admit. But even so, this is way too much of a punishment. Too early if I might even add.

My life is yet to be ruined, I didn't even get to enjoy the half of it!

I brisk walked, feeling the cold breeze of November swept through me. Yes, I had a lot of girlfriends back in my sweet home city in LaRousse, if you're still unsure. I couldn't even count. I know, I'm a jerk, I got it okay? Okay maybe more than just a jerk.

My life!

And harem.

Is freaking RUINED!

*BONG!*

"Ouch!" I cursed and stumbled back. Due to my ranting, I failed to notice the steel metal pole right in front of me.

Damn this stupid pole, blocking my way!

As I rubbed that tender spot which I charged against the pole with, I noticed that I was in the town's local playground. Thankfully there wasn't any sign of blood, just a tiny swollen red lump of seething pain.

Woah! This place didn't seem to change much at all, this is where May and I used to play quite often. We would fight over the single swing but in the end it was always me who get to play with it and she would sulk over it by the bench. Speaking of the bench, I went inside the playground and took a sit on it.

I winced at the coldness of the cement touching my bottom.

Realizing that my walk made me sweat bullets, I sighed. For some bizarre reason, sadness slowly pierced through me as anger silently seeped away from me.

Why do I feel so upset all of a sudden? This sort of feeling is something new to me that I've never felt it before, or so I thought.

"Maybelle Maple." I silently murmured, hoping no one in particular would hear me out. "Clumsy, air-headed, noisy, bubbly, troublesome." I sighed again. "Life would be terribly difficult with her."

What were they expecting after we get married? I know little house chores but what about her? I wouldn't even dare touch her clothes and undergarments, more or so wash them for her.

Is this what I'm so upset about....? That is so low of me goddammit.

...

"Hey! I was here first you ugly fatso!" A very familiar voice echoed throughout the playground. A very angry and familiar voice. A voice you would not dare to test.

It was late afternoon and I have just arrived at the said place. And as I was about to make a turn inside, I saw May by the swing surrounded by a couple of boys with clenched fist.

"Listen here missy! You wouldn't want a broken limb would you?" The fat one with a round cap sneered at May. "And you're just 8, we're 12 so we literally own this place!" His skinny and tall subordinate followed.

"I don't care! I got here first! And you can not break any of my limbs, not with those fat arms of yours." May retorted, clipping her hips with both of her hands.

The fat one glared furiously at his subordinate for letting out a trifling laugh.

"You son of a -!" As the fat one was about to angrily shove his fist at May, thankfully I was quick enough to shield her, you know, a meat shield. I shuddered at the impact which caused me to stumble backwards, dropping the box of cookies I brought with me.

"Drew!" May gasped as she came over to my side. "You shouldn't have done that!" She shrieked.

I ignored May for a moment, wiped the blood that oozed from my nose, and stood up flicking my hair.

"Hitting a girl for a swing? Two on one? You're 12 and she's only 8, aren't you ashamed of yourselves?" I stated calmly. "Noisy-ugly piglet."

"You dare speak to me Cabbage Andrew?" He angrily flung himself straight towards me, which I defended quite easily because he was fat. I just held both of his hands and empowered him to the ground.

I sat on top of him. Astonishingly, he wasn't really that strong as I thought, he couldn't even manage to shove me off of him. I clenched my right fist hard.

"This is for terrorizing May you big ugly boar!" I forced my fist right into his chubby face. It felt like that didn't really hurt him much because it felt like his fats cushioned the impact. So I decided to launch another one.

"This is for ruining my precious CUTE fa-!" To my surprise, May held my fist in the air. I didn't notice that she was already right behind me.

"That's enough Drew, I think he had enough." May tearfully stated. I let go of my fist and stood up, I quickly obeyed her when I noticed that her hands trembled as it held my wrist. I calmed myself down instantly.

"Don't you dare show up your faces here again." I warned the fatty as his subordinate helped him up and they quickly made a run out of the playground.

*SMACK!*

"Why did you do that?! Are you stupid?" May hissed after she slapped me hard, like really hard.

"Huh? Why did YOU do that?" I questioned her back, referring to why she slapped me. "You should be thankful at least." I rubbed tenderly the spot on my right cheek she had hit.

"You got me scared there Drew." She sniffed, trying hard not to cry so much. "Don't do that again."

I can't believe this girl, she wasn't afraid of facing a 4-years older tumor of fat and she's here trying very hard not to cry at the mere sight of me with my nose oozing with little blood.

"It's okay really, this is just a bruise." I wiped again the blood that oozed from my nose. I looked away from her. Times when she cries I find it hard to face her, always.

When all she did was cup her face and cried, I patted her head and smiled. "If you don't want to see me get hit again or becoming your own personal meat shield, then you should be more careful not to get in trouble too much okay?" I chuckled.

"You know I can't help but rescue you, I wonder why." I added as a cheesy jest.

May looked up with her tear-stained eyes, seemingly unaware of the jest I let out. "I'm sorry.."

"It's okay, as long as I'm here nobody will dare harm you." I looked away as the embarrassment slowly sink in on me.

"Okay." She nodded. "I'll try my best not to get in trouble then." She quickly replied and went ahead of me to the box that I dropped earlier.

"Oh yeah I forgot!" I exclaimed as I almost face-palmed, how could I ever forget what I came here for?

"Are these cookies?" May jaw-dropped as she gently picked up the crushed goodies on the ground. "Awe what a waste."

"That's okay! My mom baked those cookies." I immediately walked over to her. "I would have successfully delivered it to you if you weren't that troublesome." I helped her picked up the goodies on the ground.

All she did was make a puppy sound, which was really cute, and sad at the same time. Sniffling with her sad face and such.

"I said that's okay, we'll just go back to our house and bake another one." I smiled at her. I just couldn't leave a face like that no matter how cute it was.

"YEY! Thanks Drew! You're the best!" She made a little jump of joy and quickly grabbed my hands. Then for just a mere second, we were already running out of the playground and towards my house.

She totally forgot the swing, the very thing she fought for.

...

Really, I really wonder how she managed her troublesome life without me. I mean did she really keep her word not to be in trouble at heart? Wow that's awesome, I supposed.

"Drew!" I heard two familiar voices which paused my trip down memory lane. I stood up and looked around. Just as I was about to turn my body back, my body almost snapped because of the sudden hug.

"I can't believe you came back here dude!" Ash, an elementary buddy exclaimed. He dropped the hug a second after.

"Yeah! I'm back alright. I missed you two!"

"Something must be up in the family?" Paul, another elementary buddy smartly guessed or hypothesized if I should say. And then again, I remembered why I've been troubled ever since I came here, my aura spilled back to its worry wart phase.

"Something sure is up." I said almost inaudible for a human ear. I started to walk away since they were blocking the wind I needed since I was still sweaty from that run away scene I made. "I'm getting married."

"Really?!" Ash gasped as he followed me. "To whom?"

"That is one nasty problem there Cabbage Brain!" Paul smirked as he also followed me from behind. "Who's the unlucky girl?"

"Please, I don't want to talk about it." I rolled my eyes and sighed. I can not even count how many times I've sighed since I ran or since I came here, but who cares? It's not like it's going to save me anyway.

Well our walk wasn't really something to be talked about. We went out of the park and stayed at Paul's place to chill. They just really pestered me who was my fiancée, 'unlucky girl' as what Paul termed it. But I was very persistent. But soon I eventually gave in when Ash literally clung at me, and dared me that he wouldn't let go until I say the girl's name.

I totally didn't expect that.

And as I was about to whisper to Ash that it would be May, Paul also clung at me.

And that, that was something I didn't expect, not from someone like Paul. Nothing exist that interests him. For Paul everything was just like watching paint dry.

When they knew it was May they weren't really that shock as I anticipated them to be. I could even still recall Paul saying 'Oh? I have always thought you have special feelings for her.' or something like that. Ha! Like that was true.

...

"Come on son, be brave! I know you can do it." My mom gently rubbed my back. It was already evening and staying in our house for some space to breathe is a very comforting idea.

Thanks a lot Mom!

Our house is just a few blocks south from the Maple's.

My mom sat on the couch as I laid my head on her lap.

"Am I really getting married Mom?" I asked, not taking my eyes off of the floor.

"It's your Grandpa's wish. I guess we can't do anything about it." My mom replied simply. "Just imagine getting a new sister."

What? Excuse me??

"You know it's not the same and as simple as that. And I really don't want to do it. I'll be different from boys at my age, my friends. I still have to finish high school this year. What about my college? I'm planning to be a doctor." I said defiantly.

A doctor? Who am I kidding? Desperate times call for desperate measures.

"Marriage won't change a thing Dear." My mom coaxed. But I was still far from being convinced into marrying. Light-years away from being convinced that is.

"I don't want to do it! I. Am. Not. Prepared!" I defiantly stated.

"Don't worry about it dear." My mom answered sheepishly. "We'll talk it over with Grandpa."

Judging from my mom's expression, I knew it all too well that there's no known possible solution to stop this from happening. It's either I have to deal with it or suck it up.

With nothing else to do, I just hugged my mom.

"Andrew."

"Yes Mom?"

"Are you sure you don't want to get married?" She asked again as if hoping that she wouldn't have to burden herself of confronting Grandpa.

Not that I wasn't expecting that anyway.

I quickly pulled back, and as I was about to answer, she cut me off.

"Or is it because you don't want to because it's Maybelle?" Her statement somehow knocked a few senses I have left after all of these crazy events. "You like her right?"

I went quiet for a few minutes.

"I'm not sure.." I murmured, almost whispering to myself. I bet Mom didn't hear me even though I was just a good few centimeters away from her.

"Then would you be bothered not to know if May likes you back?"

I wasn't able to comprehend what my mother was talking about right at the moment but there was one question lingering in my head that haunted me to my sleep.

"Does May like me?"

No matter how much I wanted to deny it, I admitted that this was the thing that made me so damn upset.