Busted So Soon?

May's POV

"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!"

"WHY?!"

"HOW COULD YOU?!"

"WHY?!"

I slowly opened my eyes when it seemed that someone with a strong fetish of screaming early in the morning ruined my beauty sleep. Though it was still pretty dark, considering that it must still be around 5AM, I could somewhat tell that I was in a very peculiar position. If you don't call sleeping while sitting up and trying to strangle somebody as something peculiar then I don't know what that is then.

Wait a sec, I'm strangling somebody?!

"M-May, Y-y-you're k-k-kill-ling m-me.." Drew struggled and coughed out more incomprehensive words.

For some bizarre and unnatural reason, I was indeed strangling him.

So that was me after all?!

I didn't know that my hate would even reach the sanctity of my subconsciousness.

"Cabbage Brain?!" I quickly retracted my hands from his neck and I witnessed how he bent down and gasped for air. "Why did I strangle you?"

"Are you stupid?!" He glared at me as he felt his neck. "I should be asking you that!" He added.

I was about to say my sorry when his mom came rushing in from the door. "What in the world just happened here?!"

"I felt May come down from bed and the next thing I knew she tried her wrestling-finishing submission on me while I was sleeping!" Drew glared back at me while pointing an accusing finger. "I even thought that it was a burglar or some crap like that. Your ungirly strength could've fooled me."

Ungirly?!

That is uncalled for! And I didn't even mean it!

"I'm sorry Mom!" It was my first time addressing Mrs. Celia like that but I remembered last night that she told me I should call her Mom since she's my mother-in-law. "I didn't mean it." I turned my body around and apologized deeply. And ignored the ranting house plant behind me.

I thought so because I felt guilty for waking her up this early. How about Drew? Well, if he wasn't such a jerk then maybe I could have thought about it, even considered it.

"Hey! Why are you apologizing to my mom?" A voice behind me growled. "You owe me!"

"Oh?" My veins started to root somewhere on my head. I faced him back, and even more veins started to root when I remembered his remark on my ungirly strength. "I'm sorry but my ungirliness doesn't remember owing you an apology."

I met his glare with my own and I could fictionally picture out the sparks flying out from our glares.

"Come on you two." Her mom chuckled as she came in between us and patted our back. "It's not good for married couple to be arguing this early in the morning."

Then all of a sudden I felt my face burnt up in embarrassment. I cut my glare and looked somewhere in the corner of my eye.

"That's right May, it's not normal for a wife not to say sorry to her husband after strangling him near to death without any valid or logical reason so early in the morning." Drew looked away casually and crossed his arms.

Then my burnt up emotion of embarrassment suddenly became a burnt up emotion of anger. I glared back at him without saying any smart retort. That was my way of saying 'One more word coming out from that mouth and that will certainly be the last.'

"You just had to choke me when you could have at least asked my permission that you wanted to touch me that badly this early, I mean you've done it once right?" He then flicked his hair and annoyingly composed himself.

I balled my fist the hardest like I've never balled my fist before.

"Say that again?" I taunted him, my voice overflowing with peril.

"I'm your husband afteral-"

"HOW COULD YOU?!" I roared as I pounced on the narcissistic cabbage and tried to violently strangle him again.

"M-May, Y-y-you're k-k-kill-ling m-me..." Drew managed to cough out again. "I-I-I'm S-so-sor-ry.."

"ARRRGHHH!"

"WILT AND DIE!"

Tadah! And that's how the day started.

Very wonderful.

The beauty of how destructive an early marriage could be especially being married to a sick narcissistic perverted bastard. Well, it's not like I ain't starting to get used to it anyway.

I sighed.

I wrapped my scarf tighter as the cold December breeze left an icy kiss on my bare forearms. I was already heading to school and I felt a little happy despite that crazy event this morning because this is one of those very rare times when I walked going to school. Because of course I usually ran just so I won't be late.

Another reason for me to be happy is because Drew's mom made me lunch and I was able to take a proper breakfast which was a first after moving to that apartment. I know it's still too early but I just congratulated myself with 'Everything's going great!' despite knowing that any time now life would mock me and kick me in the lady balls like the little ass it is.

I smiled lightly as I got nearer the school gates.

And I had another weird dream again last night. I was at first suspicious that it was a dream because it was sunny and my consciousness somehow hinted that it had to be a dream but due to some disastrous circumstances, I was left feeling that it was so real. I came to school that day without knowing that everyone, including Dawn and Misty, had already known about my marriage with Drew. I was so horrified to death that I could die and come back alive and die again three times, no, make that five. And I just caught him standing on the school's major platform announcing his marriage with me and in an instant everyone turned into some weird hungry zombies coming at me.

It was starting to get crazy but for some reason I didn't mind, I guess that's how dreams always work? And like an action film, I ripped my uniform and changed into my battling suit. I evaded all the zombies and flew straight at him. And that was the time that I strangled him, which eventually turned out to be what actually happened.

Which is sort of funny.

I don't know why I shrugged off any thoughts about it being just a dream to wake up sooner. It could either be that I was so horrified to think that it was just a dream or I just really wanted to strangle the life out of that perverted bastard. Though I would personally prefer the latter but I just couldn't tell, the two just seem so rational and heartfelt.

My thoughts crashed when I accidentally bumped into someone I wasn't expecting. "Oof.." I grunted as my bottom hit the ground.

"May?" A familiar voice called me out.

I immediately looked up and saw the girl I missed the most for being absent for two weeks of the school's second term. "Leaf! Where were you?" I stood up and hugged the brunette while releasing giggles of happiness and surprise. "We were so worried!"

"I missed you too!" She laughed as well and gave back the hug. "I sprained my ankle two weeks due to a bad fall."

"Ah so that explains why you are limping." I broke the hug and made a worried face.

"It's quite okay now." She beamed a smile that made me smile as well. "You need not to be worried."

"I'll take your word on that!" I happily replied to her as we entered the school gates.

I stopped chatting with Leaf when I noticed that everyone's glare at me seemed more intense than it was yesterday. What's up with everyone this morning? Don't tell me they're still upset about what happened yesterday?

"What did you do this time May?" Leaf inquired beside me as we climbed up the first set of stairs. "Everyone looked so angry at you." She mentioned as she took her time climbing up. "This never happened before."

Honestly I am still on the process of forgetting what have actually happened yesterday, let's say I've forgotten about ten percent of it and that's quite a progress for me and telling her about what happened would just refresh itself and ruin that progress. So I just answered with an "I don't know."

I guess I'll let Dawn explain it to her later.

Usually I would have headed straight to my classroom located on the third floor but when we reached the second floor, a crowd situated at the near end of the hallway caught both of our attention. And it was still pretty early anyway, it wouldn't hurt to check. "Isn't that the school bulletin area?" I heard Leaf beside me. I nodded as we went to check it out and know what everyone was fussing about. I've heard of what's usually written in the bulletin area and it's usually about the new enrollees ever since the school became a co-ed school but it's my first time actually visiting it since I didn't really mind about the new enrollees.

The happiness I felt earlier slowly vanished as I got nearer to the crowd. I received a few ugly stares from the girls before they started to leave the area. I scrunched my eyebrows as I returned to them my own ugly stare.

"Hey May wait up!" Leaf called out from behind me. "You're going too fast for me!" But my thoughts filled with dislike and curiosity made me deaf.

What's up with the look on their eyes? It's seriously pissing me off!

"Excuse me!" I harshly whipped my arms to push everyone aside with my ungirly strength, as Drew would like to call it, and shoved myself all the way to the bulletin. I kept my scorned look and clipped my hips as I started to read what was posted. When I thought it was something that made everyone despise more than they already have, it was actually not. The heading was about Drew entitled A New Hottie and Sexilicious Student for the Second Term: Andrew 'Emerald Romeo' Hayden. Wow, despite being an interesting topic questionably worthy of a large audience this early, the title just sounded so perversely wrong on so many levels. I mean sexilicious? Really? Did the word even exist? The author has got to be the perverted twin brother of William Wordsworth. I scrolled down further and just raised an eyebrow since it was just full of 'hot', 'sexy', 'charming', and many more words more or less synonymous with that. "This gotta be a joke. I mean how could anyone write the words 'hot' and 'sexy' at every sentence? Not to mention it was all praises and admiration."

"Wow!" Leaf caught up to me as she grabbed my shoulder for support.

"I know right? Who would totally fancy this?" I replied without looking back at her.

"You really did something big May." She answered in awe.

"Huh?" I twisted my head a little and looked at her looking past over my shoulder.

"There." She pointed somewhere on the left side of the article about Drew, and my eyes widened in utter shock! I was so flabbergasted that my jaw dropped on the ground. I can not believe I missed this article! It's like twice as large as Drew's article just right beside it. My fist shivered and my teeth chattered so hard in anger that I bet even Mom could hear it from my old house.

The Wicked Witch of Class-3A Seducing Brendan and Andrew at Yesterday's Cafeteria Using an Unknown to Science Seducing Potion of Some Sort: Maybelle 'Wretched Witch' Maple.

"Who in the heavens wrote this?!" I asked viciously to no one in particular. I read the article quickly, scanning it as fast as I could and my anger boiled my blood too much that I swear most of it have evaporated already. "How dare he call me a witch, a hag and an occultist!" He even wrote those words a thousand times over and over again!

"Calm down May, don't let it get into you." Leaf meekly replied and tried to pat my back.

But of course that didn't get through me. "Calm down? I am not an occultist!" I suddenly faced her which earned me a frightened and panicky Leaf Greene. "Who wrote this?!"

She breathed deeply and shook herself within my grasp before answering me in a calm manner, which somehow calmed me a little bit. "Are you sure you don't know our school's journalist?"

I let her go and thought for a while. School's journalist? There was something like that but I never knew who it was, and my anger was just making me more impatient to think. "Who is it?!"

"There." She pointed again back at the article right at the bottom-right page. Brianna Wattson of Class-2A Representative Student and School Journalist. "Don't you remember her?"

I looked up and tried to think very hard. "The name seems so familiar but I just didn't know her."

"That junior is really famou-" She was cut off by my flaming dust behind me, all I needed to know was only her year level and class number.

"I'll meet you in class later Leaf. I gotta give this little prick a piece of me."

It was quarter to eight when I walked down the stairs fast to the next building behind which has all the second year classes and students, and since she was Class-A, her room has to be on the third floor. And fortunately luck was on my side, as I got out of our building I bumped to this so-called Brianna. It was not really difficult to find out as she was holding this other set of articles full of my names.

I seriously needed to teach this brat a lesson!

"Hey watch it!" She grunted as she stumbled back a bit. "Are you disabled?"

"You little prick!" I charged without even thinking, unexpectedly my fist would have already reached her cheeks but she just caught it with her right hand as she moved her body swiftly to her side, letting me pass through her effortlessly.

Crap, she got skills!

I thought I was gonna crash on the trash bins behind her but somebody caught me. My ice-kissed arms felt warm from the grip and it made me calm somehow. I looked up to know who this savior was and sure did my eyes widened as his white knit cap blended perfectly with the snow that just fell down lightly.

"Brendan?" I managed to ask. "What are you doing here?"

He just smiled a little and picked something from the tip of my nose, I wouldn't have noticed that it was just a snowflake if he hadn't done that. I quickly straightened myself up from his grip and wiped the rest of the snowflakes that had settled on face. Well, they weren't snowflakes anymore as the heat from my face turned them to water.

"You need to apologize to her Brianna." I heard him as he walked closer to her. "You, of all people, would know that it isn't polite to write anything bad about people in public."

I looked up and seconded his motion. "Yeah right brat, you owe me an apology."

My scorned look returned when Brianna just laughed. "I see you're still under her seduction potion. I wonder how effective that really is."

"I'll beat that apology out of you, you little prick!" I charged again but was stopped midway when Brendan held my arms and the heat from his grip calmed me down again for the second time.

RIIIIIIIING

That could have been the bell that would signal for a boxing match to start if this wasn't just the school. I would definitely get her for this next time.

"Come Maybelle, I'll walk you to your room." He stated firmly, grabbing my wrist as he pulled me all the way to our building. "You won't get any apology from her anyway." He walked me as we both passed over her.

I was silent and speechless as he dragged me all the way to the third floor like I was some rag doll. All I did was stare at his back and thought hard how I even got angry in the first place. His hands felt nice and warm. It was oddly comforting. My anger vanished as I tried to close my eyes to savor the heat from his hands on my wrist. But it was cut off when we arrived at my room.

"There you are, Class-3A." He let go of me as he turned his back to go to his room on the second floor. "See you again sometime Maybelle."

"Brendan wait!" I called out to him, making him pause just a step away from the stairs. "Thank you about earlier." I smiled at him, which was a first since yesterday. "And please do call me May."

"You look a lot better like that than being angry, May." He smiled as he dashed off the stairs.

That really was pretty nice of him. I placed my right hand on my chest as I felt something warm. I paused by the door as I again felt my wrist where his warmth had still lingered a little.

"Oh no I'm late!" I gasped as I turned around near the door. And once again I met everyone's angry glare being shot at me like shotgun. If their glare were real bullets, I would have already been blown to bits. But what surprised me was Drew's disdained look on me. Come on is he still mad about what happened this morning? I looked down as I made my way to my seat as insignificantly as I could. What did I do to deserve this? Just when I thought that I could be early just this once that had to happen.

I'm so pathetic.

I knew life would immediately kick me in the lady balls.

When I got to my seat successfully, as expected of Dawn, she bombarded me with interrogations. I just explained to them that I just bumped into Brendan this morning and how he managed to stop me from murdering Brianna. Misty laughed though as I stated that. Misty mentioned that I couldn't possibly murder her since Brianna was a taekwondo medalist since middle school. Well, that explained a lot. It could have been of great aid if she had mentioned it days earlier.

Dawn also mentioned that Brianna's really famous for posting info's about the boys of the university by interviewing them, and that's how Dawn managed to know that Paul was living with only his older brother. Leaf added that Brianna usually posts a poll at every end week of the month about who will be the next cover issue of her article. Dawn certainly knew a lot that I bet the reason why she is always late is because she always takes her dearest time to visit that bulletin every day and take down notes.

But wow, Brianna really is famous, to think that she would use that against me. What did I do to offend her?

Today, class came out a little off starting this morning. Though Ms. Solidad still paired us up during seat works, me and Drew, just like the usual. But Drew wasn't acting like himself, it was very weird. Normally he would have done something that would tick me off, comments like how bad my writing was for a girl or how bad I was at history. But none of those came out, he was all silent that it worried me. I didn't even see him during lunch, I only saw Paul, Ash and Gary by their usual lunch table.

I tried my best to get him off of my mind, but when I do Brendan would automatically fill it up with how sweet he was to me this morning. I can not believe I am saying this, but he somehow swept me off my feet.

And again in an instant, another day was finished. The sun was starting to set and snow was no longer falling. I paused by the gate waiting for Drew, that maybe somehow he wanted to walk with me. He was acting very weird this morning that I even readied myself to be the goody-two-shoes wife to him. Evening was starting to crawl and I just decided to just go ahead home.

No matter what kind of logical reasoning I tried to think, I just couldn't figure out why I was feeling a little sad. I mean yeah he was acting like his usual self this early morning but he became all silent during class.

ARGH!

Why am I so worried?

I scratched my head in irritation and decided to just walk home straight without thinking anything about him and his chlorophyll hair.

"Don't stress out yourself Maybelle, think of your happy place. Unicorns dropping rainbows of chocolate, and, uhm, ahh, green? No! Cabbage? Argh! Houseplant? Noooo!"

He gets to my head so easily! It's so unfair! Why was I even worried again?!

I stomped my feet as I made my way to our apartment door. I checked my bags for the keys but stopped when I remembered that I asked Mrs. Celia to spend another day with us to teach me how to make the soup that Narcissistic Pervert loves.

"Mom?" I called out as I opened the door. My jaw dropped in an instant when I saw the familiar redhead seated at our dinner table. And I could tell that she was just as surprised as I was.

"Dear!" Mrs. Celia poked her head from the kitchen, she was wearing an apron and I could tell from the smell that she was cooking something. "Welcome home!"

"Did she just called you 'Mom'?" Brianna slowly turned her head sideways to Mrs. Celia and asked in utter astonishment. "I thought you were Andrew's mother Mrs. Celia."

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no.

My shoulder bag dropped on the floor. I wanted to scream really, REALLY loud, hoping that it might magically impair the mind of this little brat and cause her amnesia. But that was no good, she really was here and she's about to find out the truth about me and Drew. To think that she's the school's journalist!

WHAT IN THE HELL IS THIS BRAT DOING HERE?!