Chapter One:

A small young girl by the name of Cindy Lou Who, begins singing in front of a Christmas tree. “Where are you Christmas? Why can’t I find you? Why have you gone away? Where is the laughter you used to bring me? Why can’t I hear the music play? My world is changing. I’m rearranging. Does that mean Christmas changes too?”

“Samuel! Ash is on TV right now.” Delia Preston Ketchum snatches the remote control out of Professor Oak’s wrinkly hands.

“Sorry, Delia. But I love that girl’s sweet voice.” Sam said depressed. “You can watch Ron Howard’s 2000 film ‘how the grinch stole Christmas’ starring Jim Carrey anytime. Ash on the other hand is about to participate in the biggest battle of his life.” she changed the channel to NBC after providing us a lot of info.

“I thought we were gonna watch game five of the World Series. My tigers are playing.” Tracy entered the living room wearing a Tiger’s hat, a Tiger’s jersey with the number 39 and the name Giarratano across the back. He also held a Tigger doll in his arms and hugged him tight.

“You’ll only miss a couple innings, ok? Now sit down and watch Ash battle on NBC, the home of Scrubs, ER, Heroes, and the Olympics.” Delia calmed him and they all settled down into their spot on the couch.

“Thanks for tuning into the NPL, or National Poke’mon League for the idiots out there, semifinal’s championship battle between Ash Ketchum and long time rival Gary Oak. If you thought the Yankee’s Red Sox rivalry was intense, wait till you see these two. We’ll be right back with the tip-off and the starting line ups after break.” the broadcaster, Joe Buck finished.

Ash stood in the shadows in the locker room, very still. Misty entered the room, looking for her friend of eight years. “Ash? What are you doing in the shadows?”

“I’m thinking.” he stepped out and the light revealed his face.

“Bout what?” she walked over to him and sat down on the nearby bench. “About…” (we enter the mind of Ash and see what he’s thinking about)

about ten women in bikinis dance around in a circle giggling and pouring fudge on each other. In the middle of the circle is Ash and Misty. Misty is wearing nothing, just whipped cream on her unmentionable places, feeding Ash cheese burgers.

“Uh…I was thinking about the battle.” he finally spat out. Misty looked at him funny. “I didn’t know poke’mon battles gave you boners.”

“Oh! I’m overly excited is all.” he blushed. Misty smiled at him “Are you nervous?” she asked him.

“Yeah. I’m so nervous I feel I might pass out on the field. It’s really huge.” he admitted.

The perverted guy from scrubs, Todd, enters as the nurse and says ‘yeah it is’ and points to his crotch.

“Well anyways…try not to think about this being the biggest battle of your life or the loud New York type of audience and atmosphere or the millions of viewers watching on TV or all the fan girls that will shy away from you if you lose.” Misty told him.

“But then my fantasy of you feeding me burgers with whipped cream all over your body in the middle of my dancing fudge pouring bikini wearing fan girls wont come true.” Ash said almost as a whisper.

“What?” Misty asked. “Uh…nothing. I hope I win.” he blushed once again.

“Well. To be honest. A apart of me doesn’t want you to win.” she admitted. “Why not?” he raised an eyebrow.

“Because I want to continue being the luckiest girl in the world. Cuz another girl might lure you away if you win.” she blushed and covered her face with her right hand.

“Don’t worry, Mist. No girl could replace you.” ‘except for Jessica Alba’ he thinks in his head.

“Aww.” Misty initiated a hug and they stayed in their hug for several minutes. Both with a ton of thoughts going through their heads. Eventually they both took their heads off each other’s shoulders and looked in to the other’s eyes.

‘Her eyes look like beautiful sparkling sapphires. Like the game boy game.’ Ash though.

‘Oh god. He has such tasty chocolate eyes. If I remember correctly there’s a few Hershey’s chocolate bars in his back pack. I’ll dig through it later.’ Misty thought, licking the drool off her lips.

After much thinking between them, Misty leaned in and kissed him on the lips. This put a surprised expression on Ash’s face. “It’s for luck.” she told him.

“Thanks.” he replied. The two again leaned in for another kiss when a voice called out “Ash! They’re calling your name.” Brock emerged into the locker room.

We are now back inside the stadium and up on the jumbo tron it reads ‘Guess the attendance.’ with the following choices given. A-41,000 B-41,500 C-42,000 D-All of the above. The crowd shouts out mixed answers.

“We welcome you back to the action. Here’s the starting lineup for the trainers. Get your score cards out. For Gary, he’ll be using Nidoqueen, Nidoking, Blastoise, Arcanine, Puffmon, and Eevee. Interesting story on Eevee. He was Gary’s cutest poke’mon, winning numerous contests, and this summer signed a 125 million dollar five year extension. As for Ash’s staring lineup, he’ll go with: Charizard, Snourlax, Pikachu, Bulbasaur, Muk, and Butterfree whose returned to the game after spending the last eight years having babies. he might be a little sluggish tonight, we’ll see though.” Joe Buck reads this information off his prompter. His color commentating partner Tim McCarver is tied up behind him.

The crowd meanwhile is doing the wave. To which we hear someone yell out “Cool, I’m surfing!”

Joe Buck continues on with the game info. “And here’s the profiles for the trainers, both are 18 years of age, except for Gary, whose 20, so he has more experience. Gary is a skilled and crafty veteran, and is currently in a bind in which one of his loyal cheerleaders, Karla, has accused him of rape. The trial is set after this battle. As for the 18 year old virgin, Ash. He’s dumb, and he relies on his instinct and good luck kisses to win matches. He’s also required to change his underwear every day due to a leakage problem, according to his mother. I’d like to remind you this info is brought to you by Coca Cola Classic, and McDonalds. I’m lovin it.”

Ash walked out onto the field with Pikachu. A very tired Pikachu however, he was practically limping, seemingly as if he were injured. Both were filled with nervous nerves. ‘When I walked on to that field I knew I was doing this for many things. I was trying to make my mom proud of me, beat my long time rival, the fame the money, showing Misty I’m worth something. Advance to the next stage of my dream, and have my fantasy of eating burgers out of a whipped cream covered Misty come true. But the fact that I knew the answer to the attendance thanks to an inside tip gave me some confidence. And the fact that I used my prep time for the battle to shoot some hoops. I got easy lay ups to boost my confidence as well.’ Ash narrated the moment in his head.

Brock and Misty sat behind him on the bench. Brock wore a giant novelty hand with Ash’s name on it. The crowd began clapping and stomping to the beat of ‘we will rock you’ by Queen.

The crowd sang. Gary jogged in place opposite Ash on the other side of the battle field with a towel around his neck.

“Gary Gary he’s our man. If he can’t do it that’s just sad. Aggressive. Aggressive. B E aggressive.” his cheer leaders cheered, with the exception of Karla, who stood to the side with her arms crossed.

“Oh boy this is exciting. Can you imagine what must be going through these young men’s heads right now?” Joe Buck acknowledged.

‘I hope the jury doesn’t find me guilty. I did not have sexual relations with that woman.’ Gary thought.

‘I bet if I was the one who gave Misty a new bike she’d let me do her. Or at least let me ride it every now and then.’ Ash thought.

“Go Gary. I went to school with Gary you know?” we hear a fan cheer from the audience. “I know. I was in the same reading group as you two.” we hear another fan reply.

The bell sounded to start the match. “And away they go.” Buck shouted. Gary chose Nidoqueen as his first poke’mon and Ash went with Charizard.

Charizard looked Nidoqueen up and down and nodded his head in interest and licked his lips. “Nidoqueen. Body slam.” Gary ordered. She did as told and Charizard took the hit.

“Oh no! Charizard takes a direct hit.” Buck shouted. “Shake it off Charizard. Use your fire blast.” Ash pointed to Nidoqueen.

Charizard fired the blast of fire but the opponent evaded the attack by leaping into the air where it once again performed a body slam attack and was a perfect hit on Charizard. “Oh no! Charizard takes a direct hit.” Buck shouted.

The ref walked over to the dragon. “Charizard is unable to battle. Nidoqueen is the winner.” he waved the flag.

“What makes you so sure?” Ash asked. “The rules clearly state that when the letter X takes the place of a pokemon’s eyes it becomes unable to battle.” the ref explained. “Damn.” Ash muttered.

“Ok Gary, take this!” Ash went with Snourlax next, who was revealed sleeping. “Whatever, Ash.” Gary returned Nidoqueen and chose Arcanine next.

“Arcanine? Let’s see what Dexter has to say.” he used his poke’dex to receive info: ‘Arcanine is one of 493 fictional species of Pokémon in the Pokémon franchise. Because Arcanine is considered a legendary beast and is a cross of a few mythical, magical beings, most notably the dragon and the Chinese fu dog, its name is most likely a portmanteau of the words "arcane" and "canine." In English translation, Arcanine was originally going to be called Blaze.’-(this info was found on wikipedia)

“So that’s his game is it? We’ll see about that. Snourlax, use body slam.” Ash ordered. But nothing happened, as the giant poke’mon continued to sleep.

“Arcanine, toast this bitch.” Gary ordered his dragon/Chinese fu dog. His pocket monster did as told and burned the crap out of Snourlax.

Ash signaled a time out with his hands and retrieved to the bench beside his friends. “That retreat cost him two normal energy cards. He has only a few left with four time outs to work with.” Joe Buck announced.

“Don’t worry Ash. Your doing great.” Brock patted his friend on the back. “What?! I’m down 0-2.” Ash removed Brock’s hand from his backside. ‘he has such a soft touch.’ he though in his mind.

“Ok fine. You suck. Take this novelty hand and shove it up your-”

“ASK! That guy to shut up, your time out is over.” the ref interrupted Brock.

“Don’t give up, Ash. Keep doing what you’ve been doing to be successful throughout your career.” Misty inspired him. Ash nodded.

‘Ok Misty. I’ll do what I’ve been doing. I always trail off and think about other things during my battle and my strategy comes from that.’ he thought.

He called out his newly returned Butterfree to the field. ‘When ever I battle I think about other things and it seems as if everything else around me freezes in time. Right now im thinking in my head and everything is completely still as I think. I’ll think about Misty. Not only is Misty my best friend and the girl I have a serious love crush on, she also represents many other things. Misty is also an American spy satellite, a classified project. Misty Lee is a renowned professional magician and illusionist, born in Michigan during a tornado warning. Misty is the name of a kind of water bottle. It’s the name of a discount brand of cigarette marketed to women which my mom used to smoke. Misty May is a professional women’s volley ball player, and Misty is also the name of a substitute teacher I once had…and I think it was a movie from 1961.’

he finally stopped his mind going rant when he realized that Arcanine had smoked Butterfree to death. “And Butterfree is buttered toast. With that we head to half time. Gary in the lead 3-0. Stay tuned for the half time show where a performance by Janet Jackson will happen, not a strip performance however. In that case you might as well flip the channel over to FOX and watch the World Series.” Joe Buck announced.

Ash sat on a bench back in the locker room. He wasn’t wearing a shirt or pants and his feet were soaking in a bucket of water. Oh and he was panting heavily, with a rag on his forehead. Brock and Misty watched him with interest.

“He looks tired.” Brock stated. “It is after all a lot of work to stand around and command attacks to someone else. Pikachu, however, is extremely tired. Ash trained him really hard yesterday and didn‘t give him any chance to rest. Then he over worked him today too.”

“Brock! Ash needs our support right now. Your not making things better.” Misty slapped him on the backside of his head and took a seat next to Ash.

“He needs to hear this. If he doesn’t he’ll wind up fat and lazy in his future at age 25. He’ll be sitting on the couch all day drinking beer and eating Doritos and watching The Biggest Loser, while making jokes about people who are at least trying to lose weight.” Brock explained very vividly.

Ash perked his head up. “Hey that’s not fair. I don’t even like Doritos. I like Pringles. Especially the sour cream flavored.”

Misty slapped Ash across the face. “Ash! Stop thinking about food. You have to keep your head in the game. Gary has a perfect game going so far. It’s never happened in the NPL before. Are you gonna sit back and let it happen?”

“Well…I-” Misty interrupted Ash by slapping his face again. “It’s either a yes or a no. now which is it?!”

“I can’t say no or you’ll slap me again. So I’m gonna say YES!” Ash proclaimed standing up now in his bucket of water.

“That’s the spirit. You can still beat him. Never give up, never surrender.” she placed a hand on his lower back. ‘Wow. There sure is a lot of muscle down there. Maybe even more further down.’ she thought.

“Ok. I am ready to do this. Your looking at Mr. Comeback U.S.A…I mean…Kanto.” Ash proudly stated.

“Do you think that cheerleader, Karla would go out with me?” Brock asked, excitedly. “And why don’t you have a cheerleading squad, Ash?”

Ash sighed. “I told you. It’s because I don’t believe in that sort of thing.” he watched Misty leave the room. “But mostly it’s because Misty said I can’t have one.”

“The moment you start listening to women, the moment you become addicted to listening to women. It’s not a healthy addiction.” Brock slapped him across the face.

“All right all right. I wont listen to women.” Ash rubbed his swollen punched cheek.

“Ash! Get dressed!” Misty yelled from outside the locker room.

“Yes, ma’am.” he dried himself off and began getting dressed.

“Let’s have a hand for the Phoenix Sun’s Gorilla. Now welcome back to the second half of this organized competition of some kind.” Joe Buck smiled big.

“There’s a guy who sucks, his name is Ash. He has a big red butt rash. Gary Gary” Gary’s cheer leaders cheered.

‘How did they know that?’ Ash thought. “Ok Gary. I know one thing for sure. Your not gonna have a perfect game. You want to know how I know? It’s because it’s never happened in the history of the league. Hahahahahaha.” Ash’s evil laugh turned into an out burst of real laughter, and he giggled for 5 minutes.

“Ash! Pull it together!” Misty yelled from the bench. “His giggle sounds almost like that of Spongebob’s.” Brock noticed.

The battle ensued for five minutes…

“Oh my! Gary has defeated five of Ash’s six poke’mon, leaving just one more in this heated and close competition. Can Gary complete a perfect game? Can Ash start an amazing come back, or will Ash knock out a poke’mon or two and have this battle turn into what the brothers call ‘not a big deal.’ We shall see.” Joe got out of his seat, as the excitement was taking over.

Ash frowned. He looked over to the bench to see Brock sleeping and Misty slouched over, using the support of her hand to keep her head up. ‘Damn it. How can this be happening? I didn’t come all this way for nothing did I? if I don’t win this battle, I could lose everything. I can’t give up. If I believe, anything is possible.’

“Hey messy haired kid! Stop convincing your self your good in your head and call out your last poke’mon. I want to get home and take a bubble bath, jerk!” the ref blew his whistle in Ash’s face.

It was then when the entire crowd got on their feet and inspirational drama music started playing. All the fans began moving their arms in an up and down motion as if they were flying. This inspired Brock and Misty to join the crowd in standing and copying a scene from ‘Angels in the outfield.’

“It’s a miracle…everyone’s flying.” Ash said, as he wiped a happy tear away from his eyes.

Things got more exciting and dramatic when ‘Eye of the Tiger’ by Survivor started playing over the stadium.

‘As I watched the crowd around me clapping to the beat of the song. Some of them playfully punching thin air to simulate a scene from Rocky, I couldn’t help but not notice them. I was too concerned with the moment at hand, and taking opportunity of it. This was going to be a battle for the history books.’ Ash thought.

“We’re about to start what most likely is the final two poke’mon fighting in this battle.” Joe Buck announced for the TV viewers(readers).

Gary calls out Eevee and Ash summons Pikachu.

“So the final two poke’mon to battle are tiny cute creatures that cant possibly create anything exciting.” Joe announces.

“It’s time to show them, Pikachu. Time to show them all! Ah-hahahahaha. Thunder bolt him, baby!” Ash orders.

“Pikachuuuu!” Pikachu launched a powerful bolt of electricity at his opponent. But, Eevee dodged the bolt, using quick attack on Pikachu.

“Eevee dodges and Pikachu takes the first hit to begin the match up. ‘That’s just stupid,’ as the guys on Sport’s Center like to say.” Joe says.

“Pikachu. You use your quick attack too.” Ash commanded. His pal did as ordered and came right back at Eevee. It became a game of speed. Both poke’mon countering with another quick attack. Pikachu went to it’s agility, surrounding Eevee.

“Now, Pikachu!” Ash forcefully shouted. Pikachu came out of it’s circular agility move and thrusted himself at Eevee, knocking him to the ground. “Use thunder shock!” Ash commanded. Eevee took the hit from Pikachu and smoke rose from the poke’mon’s body.

“Come on, Eevee. Get your lazy ass up and fight back.” Gary said, ticked off at his poke’mon’s ugly display. Eevee watched as Pikachu came running towards him. At the last second Eevee leaped into the air, evading the contact from Pikachu. He landed back on his feet and then charged Pikachu.

“Thunder!” Ash called. Pikachu let a bolt loose, but it just missed as Eevee zig zagged his way towards Pikachu. As Eevee was about to tackle him, Pikachu moved to the side and Eevee slid past and tripped on his feet as he tried to break. Pikachu took advantage and shocked Eevee.

Eevee tried getting up. But he couldn’t get up. He struggled. The ref ran to his side. “Eevee is unable to-” he was interrupted as Pikachu suddenly fell to the ground and his eyes turned into X’s. “Never mind. Pikachu is unable to battle. Eevee is the winner and Gary will advance to the finals.” the ref announced and walked off.

The crowd was dead silent for several seconds….until…they began cheering like crazy and started chanting “Gar-y Gar-y.”

Ash realized why Pikachu collapsed. ‘I was too hard on Pikachu. I over worked him and now I suffer because of that.’ he thought.

A bunch of people, including the media crowded Gary and began to interview him. Also Karla, a judge and a jury were off to the side, waiting.

Ash stormed off towards the tunnel leading to the locker room with tears welled up in his eyes. He heard nothing. Dead silence was all around him. Brock and Misty watched as he left them. Their jaws were dropped. Misty had her right hand over her mouth. The two were flabbergasted by the turn of events that just took place.

Ash reached the lockers, opened the door, and slammed it shut, leaving Pikachu outside. “Pika pi…” he called Ash’s name, and then out of sadness, lowered his head.

Ash began showing his frustration. He picked up chairs and threw them across the room. He picked up another chair and bashed it against one of the lockers, causing a huge dent. He caused more dents by punching the doors. “Nooo! Damn it!” he sat down on a bench and out came the tears of anger.

Soon after, the door to the room opened and Misty slowly entered, with Pikachu behind her. “Ash?” she asked softly.

“Go away!” Ash yelled. ‘I didn’t mean what I said. I wanted her there. To comfort me. But I wasn’t one to show weakness in front of her. Just as she would not show weakness in front of me. We knew each other too well. She knew that I really did want her here. And I wasn’t going to keep in my tears or emotion this time. And I would no longer keep in secret information. I have to come clear. And it has to be now.’ he spoke in thought.

Misty took his hand and squeezed it as to comfort him. “Mist? I have something important to reveal.” he spoke in a very serious manner.

“Oh? What is it?” she asked, interested and scared at the same time.

“Well…there’s a slight chance you might get mad at me. But, I bet all my money, including your’s and Brock’s on the battle I just lost.” he revealed.

Misty’s eyes went wide. “Oh and I also bet several of my poke’mon.” he continued his confession. To this, Misty’s jaw dropped. “It’s not big deal, right? I can always buy another Charizard…right?” he asked, nervously.

This question earned a harsh response from his friend. “You dumbass!” Misty double slapped him with her right hand. “How could you do this?! I thought you had an honest heart.” she crossed her arms in disgust.

“I know I know. But I was pressured into it by Gary. He called me a cheap skate when I said ‘no.’ I’m not gonna stand for that. Try to understand I only did this to feed my ego.” he tried to explain to his still pissed off friend.

“You don’t have an ego! Gary is the one with the ego. don’t you see? You let him trick you.” Misty told him.

“I suppose your going to leave me like the rest of my fans.” Ash turned away from her. ‘I was half expecting her to push me to the ground and walk off at that moment.’ he thought.

“You forgot something, Ash Ketchum.” she sat down beside him. “I’m not just a fan. I’m a friend. And I forgive you.”

“Really?” just like that I’m forgiven?” he asked with a smile upon his lips.

“As long as you get the money back.” she rubbed the top of his head with her hand, playfully. To this Ash heard Gary’s voice poking fun at him in his mind by laughing evilly. “Well come on. Let’s go find Brock.” she took his hand and helped him off the bench.

(This locker room scene is inspired of that by a story called “The truth in a kiss” by Legacy, which can be found on The Poke’mon Tower, and possibly even this site too. It’s a good story. Check it out sometime. In fact it‘s much better than this one. Stop wasting your time here!)

Ash, Misty, and Pikachu were out side searching for Brock now. They spotted him eating a hot dog amongst a crowd of NPL fans. “Brock!” Misty and the others run towards him.

“Hey Ash, I couldn’t find you. I checked every hot dog stand.” Brock said worriedly, with a hand placed over his heart.

“There’s only one though.” Misty said.

“Yeah. But I was really hungry. I had to steal this one because all my money has mysteriously disappeared.” Brock held up the hot dog to show them.

“Speaking of money. Ash has something to tell you about that topic.” Misty shoved Ash towards Brock. “Um…” Ash placed his index finger against his lips.

“What up, Ash? Did you win the lottery? The $300 million?” Brock asked, interested in what Ash was to tell him.

“You have a better chance of being attacked by a Great White Sharpedo in Colorado than winning that money.” Ash notified him.

“Did Misty flash you then?” Brock asked curiously and excitedly.

“Your off the subject!” Misty slapped him across the face with brutal force. “Ow! Your hands are cold!” Brock complained.

“Well. About money…is that Kevin Federline?!” Ash pointed behind Brock.

To which he quickly turned around and started turning his head in all directions, looking for him. “Where?!” then he turned back to Ash with a dull expression on his face. “Oh wait. I don’t care for that guy.”

“Ash!” Misty then slapped Ash across the face for his trickery.

“The truth is-” Ash went on with what actually happened, he was also talking in his mind at the same time ‘I told him everything. All about the bet. For some reason I felt more afraid of telling him than Misty. I couldn’t quite figure out why though.’ he finished.

Brock stood there still, not really any emotion on his face. Then a man walking by in red holding a baseball bat caught his attention. “Excuse me, Cardinal’s fan? Could I borrow your bat?” Brock asked kindly. He took the bat from the fan’s hands and swung it at Ash’s head, getting a direct hit. Ash fell to the floor out cold.

“Later that night there was a going away party for Ash and the other semi-final’s loser. This kind of party is always held for the losers, and then a huge parade for the grand champion, who then is awarded the right to go take on the Elite 4 and try to claim himself as Poke’mon Master. Ash and his friends will be going to Pallet Town tomorrow. I am a very informant narrator. Much better than that of The Power puff Girls.” the great narrator informs us.

“We can only stay for a little bit because we have to get this money to the boss.” Jessie tells James and Meowth, who are standing in the middle of a bunch of people walking by. She’s holding all the money they made earlier from selling bootlegged souvenirs out and proud.

“Jessie, can I get a cotton candy? Look! They have blue! Ooh!” James asked, with his trademark squeal added at the end.

“I want to ride dat Farris wheel over der.” Meowth points.

“There’s no Farris wheel here.” Jessie told him.

“I want money to impress a Skitty over der. She’s askin for it.” Meowth admitted, and smacked his behind a few times with his paw.

“The answer to both your money cravings is no.” she folded her arms.

“Pa-lease, Jessie. Pa-lease.” James/Meowth got on their knees, in praying form, their eyes big, sparkling and watery.

Jessie sighs. “I can’t help it when you make those gorgeous anime eyes. Here you are.” she handed them each a lot of money. They kissed her on the cheek and ran off in their own directions.

The part was going strong. People were talking, laughing, having fun. The music was blasting over the speakers. The song ‘TV Show’ by Everclear was playing over the speakers.

Ash meanwhile was all by himself in a restaurant. It was a fancy two story restaurant, and he was on the second story getting his food. His waitress carried his plates to him outside on the balcony that circled the building. Pikachu sat across from him at his table.

He was digging into his plate of ketchup. Then he looked up and noticed his master, his best friend not touching his food. Ash was looking out over the balcony down to the people. “Pika pi?”

Ash looked to Pikachu. “I’ll be ok, eventually, buddy. But I’ll never be ok with the fact I let everyone down. Well except the people who root against me, but you know that. But most of all I wont be ok that I let down my friends who were there for me every step of the way. But mostly I wont be ok with letting down Misty, the girl that gets me hot…and who I love with feelings of love too.” Ash frowned, and put his head on the table, forehead first.

“Pika.” Pikachu patted Ash on the head, trying to comfort him.

Misty was down below on the ground talking with a group of female friends she gained while being a resident in the area during Ash’s tournament. “I’m telling you that Ash is going to be depressed for weeks, months, probably years. He’ll sleep with anyone he’s so depressed. He might be getting hammered for the first time in his life right now. And end up throwing up on somebody over the balcony.” Misty told her friends.

“So we all have a chance with him?” the noticeable and chubby woman in the group asked, excitedly.

“Well yeah. He’s not a girl, he’s a guy. Just about any chick has a chance with him.” Misty said, but then realized that what she said actually slipped out of her mouth. “I mean, no. There’s no way anyone has a chance with him. Not even Jessica Alba, he’s in celibacy.” she lied, to cover up her slip.

All the girls began laughing, except for the chubby one. “Misty! That is such bull!” a black haired girl exclaimed.

“We know that’s not true. He asked Brock to take him ‘virginity losing hunting’ last week.” a brunette spoke up.

“Ok…yeah. But the thing is…he’s gay.” Misty lied. Her face then turned red as she was in a deep blush.

Just then a man in a black coat wearing a Jigsaw clown puppet mask ran by with a hacksaw. “See Saw 3 in theatres today! Or die! I’ll force you to kill yourself!” he yelled, running by. The people around all began laughing.

“…Ok, well anyways. I think you like Ash. And I mean like him in the way that would cause you to call him Ashy.” the brunette girl, whom Misty seemed to be closest with out of the girls said.

“That’s ridiculous, me calling him Ashy.” she said, upset. “Totally ridiculous.” she then took a bite out of a chicken drum stick like a wild carnivorous animal.

“You have to pay for that.” the man at the chicken stand told her, holding out his hand. Misty handed him the money.

“Come on Misty-girl, admit you love Ash. You love Ash.” her friend poked her in the cheek.

“No. I will not admit it! I love Ash. Whoops, I forgot to put the word ‘don’t’ in front of the word ‘love’ in my sentence. The point is I don’t love Ash…bitch.” Misty continued eating the drum stick.

“So you don’t mind if I go up there and ask him back to my place?” her friend asked, a grin on her face.

“No. HELLO! I just said I don’t love him.” Misty said, crossing her arms, and then she began searching for the chicken bone, but soon realized what had happened to it. “Whoops.” she blushed.

Her friend started towards the restaurant Ash was in, causing Misty to grab her by the arm. “Where do you think your going?!”

“To ask Ash back to my place, where do you think?” her friend asked.

“I don’t think so, FRIEND…cuz I first have to go tell him something. Something which doesn’t have to do with love, but it’s important and must be told by me to him…but not about love…ok?” Misty stated. Her friend just grinned.

Misty took her attention away from her so far un-named friend, up to Ash who was leaning against the railing on the balcony, who was looking up to the stars overhead. “Here goes.” she said, shaking, and started walking towards the building.

(Don’t stop reading yet. Misty is about to confess her feelings in the next chapter)