www.trackashketchum.com was a very helpful site, May thought. She was the 
mastermind behind it, after all. But she had to think of another way to get Misty! She 
hacked onto Misty’s account and computer, then took all her files and pictures. She 
looked through them, and found the most embarrassing ones. Oh, this was good! She 
found a video of Misty putting her hand in a toilet. Hilarious!  She even did a little cut 
and paste and made a pic of Misty making out with another guy! She set up a 
presentation, then hacked into Brock’s account, asking Misty and Ash to meet him at the 
mall. They both replied yes, ready to pour their hearts out to Brock, not knowing the 
other one was coming.
	May watched as the three saw eachother in the food court and started screaming at 
eachother. She clicked play on her laptop and the slideshow started. Aahh, life was good. 
Misty on a bad hairday. Misty with her hand in the toilet. Misty with her two front teeth 
out. And best of all, (May smiled) Misty making out with a stranger! Ash cringed. Misty 
was blushing furiously. Brock walked away, trying to stay out of it. Misty listened to 
their convo intently.
“You made out with him?!”
“No Ash, I didn’t I swear!”
“Misty!”
“And why do you care? You never wanted to see my face again!” Misty was choking 
back tears. “And you can go home and take that slideshow with you and shove it!”
“Misty, I-”
“Goodbye Ash Ketchum.” Misty walked away.
“Misty, wait!”
      Misty was running now. May was smiling from ear to ear. Ash was hers, all hers! 
Even though he hated her…oh well, she could fix that. “Oh, Ash? I know  you’ll miss 
Misty but I’m here if you want to talk..” May said. Ash smiled.
“Thanks May,” he said. “But I’ll have to think about it. And I’m sorry I called you self-
absorbed and-”
“Wait, Ash. You never called me that.” May gave him a quizzical look, but on the inside 
was filled with joy, knowing that he had screwed up with Misty.
“Wait then, Oh crap! I sent that to Misty! The real Misty! Oh crap! Crap! CRAP!” Ash 
said furiously. “Later May!” Ash said, running out of the room.
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-----The next Day-----

“Misty, I-”
“Ash Ketchum, you told me you loved me! Were you jealous? Or were you just angry?” 
Misty yelled.
“Misty, I-”
“And you didn’t have to make a slideshow out of the most embarrassing moments of my 
life! And then broadcast it to the world! That’s very low Ash.” Misty said, through her 
tears.
“Misty, I’m sorry! I went over to May’s house Saturday for a date and-”
“WHAT? ASH KETCHUM, WE’RE DATING! Y-YOU CHEATED ON ME?!”
“WELL, IT’S NOT LIKE WE WERE DOING ANYTHING SPECIAL MISTY!”
“I ASKED YOU FOR A DATE YESTERDAY! AND WHAT DID YOU DO?! YOU 
CALLED ME SELF-ABSORBED, A JERK, NOTHING MORE THAN A FRIEND, 
AND YOU NEVER WANTED TO SEE ME AGAIN! AND LET’S NOT FORGET 
YOU SAID YOU WERE ‘WASTING YOUR TIME’ WITH ME!” Misty screamed, tears 
streaming down her cheeks.
“Misty!”
“ You promised you’d never cheat on me! You promised!”
“Misty!”
“You said you loved me!”
“Misty, I’m sorry!”
“Sorry doesn’t cut it.”
“Misty!”
“I’m sorry Ash, but I need some time alone.”
“Wait, you mean? No Misty no!”
“I’m breaking up with you Ash. Goodbye.”
“No, Misty, it doesn’t have to be this way! I-I-I’ll-”
Misty slammed the door on Ash.
Ash groaned. He had screwed up. Big-time. 
Misty ran to her room and cried, depressed.