(This is the Pilot and First Episode of Not Emo, Just Me. I've combined the two because of how short the pilot is. The episodes will start out kind of slow and short but they will become longer and more serious. I'd love to hear what you'd think. Thanks hope you enjoy reading it! -xXxRazorBuddyxXx)

Not Emo, Just Me

Pilot Episode

"Please…" Ike whispered, there was laughter as another foot connected with his ribs. He let out a scream of pain, the laughter grew more intense.

"Fag!" One of them shouted, hands pulled him up from the fetal position.

"Homo!" A fist hit his eye. Ike's vision was already blurred from the hundreds of other punches. Violently he was shoved back to the ground where he was bombarded with kicks.

"Fucking emo!" Someone in the crowed shouted, that person spit in Ike's face. "Do yourself a favor and cut yourself." Ike heard the laughter fade into the distance with the sound of his assailants footsteps. He groaned as he tried to get up, the pain was to unbearable. It felt as if his ribs were broken, but that was the least of his worries.

"No stop it babe! You've done enough to him!" A girl pleaded, Ike heard the sound of someone being slapped.

"Shut up hoe! Don't side with this piece of s." The voice that told him to cut himself said viciously. The girl's sobs joined Ike's.

"Lets take him to the drop off." Another person who was with the group suggested, Ike heard words of agreement. The world around him was fading away; pain shot through his body as people grabbed his feet and began to drag him across the cold night ground.

When Ike regained consciousness he could tell that he was in a different place. There was strong breeze and the air smelt fresher, this might be a very peaceful spot if it wasn't for the condition he was in. There was something new to his injuries too, his wrists were in pain and he could feel blood flowing down them.

"What if someone…"

"Nobody will get suspicious, it will be marked as another suicide case." Several hands lifted him up, he wanted to cry out but he was so weak.

"Au revoir emo garcon." One of them said in a French accent. Ike felt the hands let go and nothing but air beneath him.


Not Emo, Just Me

Episode One: A Serious Diagnosis & The Hunt For The Black Nail Polish

"Male Caucasian with black hair, and a single tattoo on right shoulder." Alex described to the officer over the phone. "Yes, in critical condition, not sure if he'll pull through." The officer mumbled something and Alex nodded. "I'll keep you informed, goodbye." After hanging up the phone he took a deep breath. This wasn't something he was used to, nothing this serious had ever happened in Flower Bud before. But he couldn't transfer the patient over to Mineral Town; if he did the Mayor would surely cut his funding. The clinic was barley running off of what money it was getting, a cutback would surely close it down.

Early this morning Alex had gone up to the foot of Mt. Moon to gather herbs when he noticed someone lying on the ground. When he approached the person he saw the condition of the boy, badly beaten with lacerations to the wrists, it looked like a mix of suicide and assault. Alex rushed the boy back to the clinic and began to work on him

right away. It was a miracle that he was still alive, there was so much blood lost from the wrists he should have been dead.

"Alex?" He heard his assistant Gina call from the back room.

"Yes?" He answered walking back there. Gina sat aside the boy, he was in a deep sleep and his breathing seemed regular.

"Do you have any black nail polish?" She asked, Alex looked at her oddly, he wasn't quite sure if she was being serious.

"Er…what?"

"I want to re-paint his nails." Gina said innocently, Alex slapped himself in the head and walked out of the room.

xXx

"So I made 50G last night." Eve told Meryl as they walked along the beach. Meryl looked at her with admiration.

"I wish I could make as much money as you." Eve laughed and patted the little girl on the head.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you how next week."

"Really!" Meryl's eyes glowed with excitement.

"Wait up!" Gina yelled as she ran up to the two girls. She stopped for a moment and caught her breath.

"What is it Gina?" Eve asked, she was a little perturbed that a loser like Gina was talking to her.

"I was wondering if you had any black nail polish." Gina asked, Eve shook her head.

"Sorry can't help you there."

"Ask Carl, he has tons of makeup and stuff under his bed." Meryl suggested, Gina thanked them and ran off to the Café Callaway.

"It's about time she became a gothic-loner-emo." The two laughed and continued their discussion.

xXx

Carl hummed the tune to My Humps as he gave himself a pedicure. The door to his room burst open and he shrieked.

"Get out!" Carl yelled at Gina as he flung a pink pillow at her.

xXx

Gina marched out of the Café disappointed, she had no clue where to look next. She almost gave up her heroic quest until she saw Jamie walk by.

"Jamie!" Gina ran over to where it was walking. Jamie tried to run but it was cornered between two cows. "Do you have black nail polish?" She asked, Jamie looked offended.

"Why would I have black nail polish?" It asked, Gina thought about that for a second.

"Well the new farmer is a guy so you have to be a girl." Jamie just stared at her.

"No I'm a ---------, why can't people just understand that!" With that it lifted up its hat and threw a black nail polish at Gina. She let out a cry of triumph and ran back to the Clinic.

xXx

"Do you know his name?" Martha asked, Alex shook his head. The boy didn't have any form of identification on him, they only way they would be able to find out who he was would be when he woke up. Which could be never, Alex hoped to the Goddess that that wouldn't happen.

"Have you prayed for him?" Alex asked, Martha nodded, she always prayed for her patients.

"Hey," Martha looked around, "where's Gina?" Alex chuckled.

"She went to get black nail polish."

"Well he does need a touch up." Martha said pointing to the boys nails. Alex walked out of the room and pounded his head against the wall.