New Way, New Life(Part 2)

"What do you mean?" Giselle asked.  I looked down at the nice, green, grass, 
with a deep tone voice, I said;

*Flashback*
A boy and a man crying at the bed, "Please mommy, don't go!" the sobbing boy 
said.
"Nancy, please, don't leave us!" the man said.
"I have to go, it's my time." the woman laying on the bed said.
"Paul, Patrick, you meant so much to me...  I'm sorry, I have to go.  Paul, take 
this Pokeball, this is supposed to be your birthday present but, I thought I'd 
give it to you earlier." she said.
"Mommy..." I said as my tears ran down to my cheeks.  Suddenly, the Pokeball 
opens and out comes a Squirtle, my first Pokemon.  
"This is my gift for you, please take care of it for me." Mom said.  "I love you 
both very much and I wish I could be here for your birthday." She continued, 
"But I guess there was just a change of plans, I'm sorry."  With her last amount 
of energy, she kissed us both, my cheek and dad's lips then, it was all over.  
My dad and I hugged each other and cried.  
*End Flashback*

I finished my story very silently.  "Oh, what about your dad." Giselle asked.  
"My dad..."

*Flashback* 
It was another normal training day.  I was out training with my now-evolved 
Wartortle.  My dad was in bed due to a stroke.  Once I got back into the house, 
normally, dad welcomes me but, it was silent.  I knew that something was wrong.  
Wartortle and I ran to dad's bed and saw him laying there, cold.  He died of a 
stroke.  "Daddy?" I said, he was still motionless.  My tears start coming down, 
Wartorle was there too.  "No, not again, first mom and now this..."  I said and 
more tears ran down my eyes.  Wartortle couldn't believe it, he was with.  It 
was like he also lost dad.  All these emotions swarming around our heads.
Wartorle finally had it, "WARTORTLE WARTORTLE, 
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRTTTT!!!!!!!"
(Song A Million Miles by Lost Prophets)
(Gotta gotta gotta take control, gotta gotta gotta gotta take control)(All gone 
wrong now)
(Gotta gotta gotta take control, gotta gotta gotta gotta take control)(Feel so 
dark now)
(Gotta gotta gotta take control, gotta gotta gotta gotta take control)(Define 
your point of view)
Just as Wartortle was screaming his head off, a bright glow shines, evolution 
time.  With all those emotions, Wartortle evolved into Blastoise.  After that, I 
ran to my new Blastoise, hugged and cried.
*End Flashback*

After that, small drops of tears started to fill my eyes.  "I know how you feel, 
Paul."  Giselle said with a sigh.  "You mean, you lost someone too?"  I said.  
"Not really, no."  she answered(Piano music plays), "My father was a drug 
addict, sometimes he wouldn't come home until 3 in the morning.  My mom and dad 
would argue all the time until they divorced when I was almost 8 years old.  I 
lived with my dad and my dad never respected me.  He always treated me like I'm 
a slave, these cuts are just a few of my dad's abuses(shows scars)."
[whistles] "It feels like I don't have a family anymore.  Just myself, that's 
why I snuck on the boat to get here.  I wanted to start a new life and forget 
about my problems."  Paul looks down at the grass again, this time, sitting near 
the lake.  "I guess we're both just a bunch of orphans then.  You, with you 
family, me with my family."  Little did they know, a lot, and I mean, a LOT of 
people were watching us chat.  People mumbled if Mrs. Beauty Pageant has a 
boyfriend or not, but hey, we've only known each other for a couple of hours.  
"The sun's setting."  I said, "It's beautiful, isn't it?"  "And magnificent." 
Giselle replied.  They stared until about 5:00, "Aw, it's already 5, I gotta go 
back to the dorm and study." I said with an awe.  We said our byes and went back 
to our rooms.  I studied until, about 8 pm.  By then, I was just starving and 
the lunch rooms were all closed for the night.  Suddenly, I heard a knock on the 
door, "Come in, it's open."  I said.  The door open and surprisingly, Giselle 
came in with a hot-meal all wrapped up on top of a tray.  I was just shocked, 
"Giselle, h-how'd you know I was here?" I asked.  "I asked for permission to 
check with the entire school-student book, it took me 2 hours just for find your 
name." She said. "T-two hours?" I asked in shock, "Man! What'd I get myself 
into, first we're sharing secrets and now she's buying me hot lunch?  This is 
nuts!  Okay, okay,okay, calm down Paul, this isn't the end of the world.  Just 
act normally."  I thought to myself, "Thanks a lot."  I said with a smile, "You 
really saved my life, I was starving like mad!  I missed out on dinner because I 
couldn't keep track of time, I didn't even know when dinner would start until it 
was too late."  "Glad I could help." She replied with a smile.  After I ate, I 
took a shower, then headed straight for bed.

Normal days went on after that little incident we had.  She always wave to me 
whenever I she sees me though, kinda wierd, eh?  I do remember that there was 
this one time where Giselle and I had Battle Tactics class together(we have 3 
classes together).  Her Cubone evolved into a Marowak:
"Marowak, Bone Club now!"
"Blastoise, send it away with Hydro Pump!  Then rush in with a Mega Punch!"
"BLAAAST!!!"
BOOM!  A hit right on the cheek, sends Marowak flying.  After that, it was over.  
That makes Paul 2, Giselle 0.  A lot, if not, the entire class was shocked and 
amazed that the most beautiful, most skilled, Pokemon Trainer lost to a 
newcomer.  Some hollered for a rematch, others, cheered.  Giselle stood silent.  
"Hey, cheer up."  I said, "Train harder, you can do it!"  As time went by, days 
were normal.  When Giselle and I reached the Advance level, we were more 
competitive than ever. Giselle fought back and beaten my Blastoise in an all-
advance school tournament.  Nothing really changed, the only change was that I 
found some new friends, one named Jackson and the other, Steve.  Steve was more 
concentrated on Pokemon Breeding rather than battling, "Battling is fun, but I 
enjoy take care of Pokemon."  He said.  He's a Vulpiz trainer.  Jackson, on the 
other hand, loves the red-hot passion of a heated battle, "Breeding's for wimps, 
battling's what make's a man out of you." he said.  Sometimes, they would go 
into sharp disputes;
"Breeding's better,"
"No, battling!"
"Breeding!"
"Battling!"
"Breeding!"
"Battling!"
"Uh...  Maybe you guys can save this for another time..." I said, just to stop 
the fighting.  Other than that, we're good buddies, always looking out for each 
other.  One time Giselle walked by with her friends and waved to me in front of 
mine, "Not here!"  I tought, "Oh!  Looks like our buddy has a girlfriend!"  
Jackson and Steve teased, "Hey, we're just friends, honest." I said in 
embarassment, "Then why are you blushing?"  Jackson teased.  (I smiled with a 
little anime sweat drop).
(To Be Continued)

How was it?  Comments, questions, etc.  E-Mail me at SniperZ92010@yahoo.com.  
More on this love saga in Part 3.