Part One


Misty huffed and knocked on the door for the fiftieth time that morning. Her
theory was proven correct. Give a lazy possum an alarm clock, and yet, he
seizes to awake.

"ASHH!!!! GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP RIGHT NOW!!!! You've had the last five years
to sleep in! Now get up!!!!! We're going to be LATE!!!"

Misty leaned her ear against the door to listen for any sign of Ash stirring
and got? nothing. All she could hear was low snoring and an occasional grunt.

"ASSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHH!!!! If you don't get up right now I'll . . .I'll . . ."
Misty quickly ran downstairs in search of anything that Ash might've left on
accident. She saw a remote, an issue of Pokemon Weekly, and Ash's hat? WAIT!
That was it. Ash's hat was a perfect target. He absolutely cherished that old
piece of nothing, and plus, it was an added bonus for Misty seeing as how she
completely despised that stupid old thing. It hadn't been washed in three
years, and it barely even fit Ash's head anymore.

Suddenly Misty got an idea.  She grabbed Ash's hat and quickly made a dash
upstairs and into her room. There she spotted Togetec sticking out of a huge
box of Poke chow. She grabbed her Pokemon who still had a mouthful of chow
engulfed and went across the hall to Ash's room. She sat Togetec in Ash's hat
and gave a few knocks on his door.

"Okay Ash. If you don't wake up right now I'm going to take your beloved
league hat and turn it into a Pokemon port-a-potty." Misty waited a few
minutes but still received no response.

"Fine, if you're not out by the time I count to three say goodbye to your
hat. One?" Nothing. "Two?" Still no response. "Three! Okay Togetec! LET'RE
RIP!!" Suddenly the door flung open and revealed a half awakened Ash with a
very interesting flock of hair that went in all imaginable directions.

Misty smirked and bent down to let Togetec roll out ever so gently. When she
returned to her normal posture she found herself looking into the face of a
very un-amused Pokemon trainer.

"I was really going to do it you know." Misty replied handing Ash his hat.

"Strange. I actually believe you."  Ash said while passing Misty on the way
to the hall bathroom.


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"It's not fair Mom. Why do me and Misty have to go to some stupid school and
Brock doesn't?"

Delia sighed and flipped the last pancake onto the tray with the rest.

"Well, Brock's explained to me that he's already taken a year or so of school
back in Pewter."

Ash smirked and leaned over to Misty who was sitting beside him at the
breakfast table.

    "That lier. How could he have with eight brothers and sisters to wait on
every stinkin' second? He's probably just tryin' to weasel his way out of
being forced to go with us."

    Then an idea hit Misty for the second time that morning.

"Gee Brock, it's a shame you can't go with us. But hey, I guess it makes
perfect sense. I mean, hundreds of women in one building and only one Brock?
It just wouldn't be right." Misty said winking at Ash.

    Brock looked up from his pancakes and froze right in the middle of
pouring his syrup onto his plate.

    "Hundreds??" Brock muttered.

    "Yep. HUNDREDS. But oh well, you could stay here and take after all the
Pokemon while we're gone, right Ash?"

    "Mmhm. We're gonna' need SOMEONE to clean up after all of um. Besides,
why would you want to go to a school with a bunch of stupid girls when you
see one every day?" Ash clearly said without recalling his obvious mistake.

A half a minute later Ash's pancakes found home across his face.

"You know guys," Brock began. "I think It'd be better if I went along with
you. I mean, Pikachu and the other Pokemon know by now how to steal chow from
the bottom cupboard, and it would only be best If I walked you two to school.
I mean, fifteen's a dangerous age to be walking through empty roads by
yourself." Brock said lifting his fork to the air.

By now the syrup had made a river from Brock's plate to the floor.

    "Maybe your right Brock. I'm sure the crossing guards will be thankful
for your support." Ash grinned.

    Brock nodded confidently and stood up to bring his plate to the sink.

    "I'm sure all the girls will be thankful too." Misty chipped in before
Brock eventually slid on the fallen syrup and fell back-down onto the kitchen
floor.



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    "Are you sure you know where the school is Ash?" School started at seven
forty-five sharp, and at the rate they were going they'd make it there just
in time to be late.

    "Of course I know where it is. I mean, I've only been to it, what, one
time? Trust me."

    "Didn't you say the school was somewhere in Viridian City?" Brock asked
noting the vast countryside spread out around them.

    "Yep."

    "Well, then why do I see three miltanks and a mule?"

    "Probably school mascots."

    "You idiot. We're lost. Admit it." Misty barked. "GREAT. Now we're
definitely gonna' be late."

    "Well it's your fault for not waking me up early enough."

    "WHAT?! I set you're alarm for cripes sakes!! I PUT IT ON FULL BLAST!
UGH.
Never mind. Fighting about it's not gonna' make us get to school any faster.
Now didn't your mom say that once we hit the city from the main road school
was strait a couple miles, then right, then left, then right again?"

    "Yea?"

    "So. We must've taken left instead. All we have to do is go back to the
main road. Then take right. Then left. Then right again."

    "Wow Misty. You must be this much smart to figure that out." Ash
sarcastically stated holding his finger and thumb a quarter of an inch apart.

    "Shut up Ash. I nearly kicked your ass when we were twelve. But ONLY
because I'm so nice and caring, did I NOT give into temptations."

    "Oh NEARLY! Gee, Mist. You've accomplished so much. I Idolize you."

    "Guys. I can actually picture myself picking up little pieces of Ash and
Misty here and there. Can we just stop talking before either one of you chews
the other's head off?"



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    Five minutes, two stops at a bush, and twelve to fifteen turns later they
had AT High. It was huge, and swarming with hundreds upon hundreds LAST made
it to Viridian of students. And not until Ash and Misty had reached the main
doors had they noticed that Brock had disappeared amongst the crowd of
cheerleaders a ways back.

 The first bell had already rung seeing as how students began to swarm the
halls without even taking notice of Ash or Misty. Ash must have tripped on
four people, was stepped on twice, and mistaken Misty for someone else about
three times.

    So far, first day for Ash wasn't going too well. That was obvious in
itself. But, Misty hadn't said anything since they'd found their way out of
that field. She was completely silent. And it was any wonder Ash had lost
sight of her so many times.

    According to the torn up schedule on the bulleting board they had all of
the same classes accept for their chosen electives. Misty's was cooking, and
Ash's was woodworking. But their first period was Chemistry.

    "I think this is it." Ash said to Misty before reaching to open the door.

    "Ash, wait!" Misty shouted stopping the boy before he even had the chance
to
touch the handle.

    "What?" Ash asked staring at Misty confused.

    "I don't know if I'm ready." Misty replied gripping the straps of her
backpack.

    "What, you forgot somethin'?" Ash asked not really getting what Misty was
trying to say.
    "No! Not that. I-I dunno' if I'm ready for this. All of this. The idea of
going to High school. It's kind of . . . strange."

    "Oh? You scared?"

    "No. Well, I guess. I dunno'! I just. What'll they think? I mean, for the
past five years we've been on the road while 'they've' been here. There's
probably a lot we don't know. I was never really good at math. And chemistry
is definitely not my best subject. Did you know they make you poke at dead
animal parts? I mean, who isn't gonna be freaked out at that?!"

    "Mist'. Since when did you start caring about what other people think?
They don't expect 'cha to know it all when you go to school. That's the
reason you go. To learn what 'cha don't know. Besides, Mom's only enrolled us
for a couple of months. The only reason we're here's to put a little spark in
our noggin. I mean, once I become Pokemon master, that don't exactly mean I
become the richest man in Kanto. I gotta' find some way to make a living. And
there's no way it's gonna be flippin' pancakes at I-H-O-P."

     "I guess you're right Ash. It's any wonder how you keep me sane and
drive me insane all at the same time." Misty laughed.

    "It's called charm Mist'." Ash grinned, putting his arm around her.

    "Charm. Yea, that's it. Hah!" Misty laughed before loosening herself from
Ash and opening the classroom door.

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End Of Part One