I do not own Pokemon in any way, shape, or form. All rights go to their respective owners.

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It was a perfect day. Pidgeys were flying around in the air, Butterfees fluttered around the flower gardens, and Dewgongs were jumping in the nearby lake. I sat on a bench in a park close to the Pokeversity, nervously checking my phone from time to time as I waited.

"So... I heard that you wanted to tell me something?" A gorgeous blonde teenager walked up and sat on the bench next to me. In reality,she was my only friend, but my best friend. "C'mon Mark, you know you can tell me anything, right?" She smiled, showing me her perfect white teeth. Her name was Sarah. 5'7", busty, and sexy as fuck. She was hit on by almost every guy in school, but for some reason she decided to hang out with me. She had once of the faces that if you even just glanced at it, you'd be entranced and follow her every move, unable to remove your eyes. We had been friends since 6th grade, all the way up to college.

"Yeah... It's just..." I sighed, before thinking for the millionth time if I should really do this. "Would you like to, you know... Catch a movie later? Like a date?" I glanced towards her, noticing her cute black dress. Then, I stared at my shoes, which had become insanely interesting in the past few moments, shifting a bit as I stuffed my hands in my pockets. A horrible, awkward silence filled the air between us.

"I'm sorry... But I already have plans with someone else..." She said. I heard her breathe in slightly. Sighing, I pulled my hands out of my pockets and adjusted my jet black, red tipped hair.

"It's fine... Can I ask with who though?" I said, still staring at the ground. A breeze caressed my face, making my leather jacket waver a bit. I heard her breath release.

"Brandon Fuanta..." She whispered. Her eyes left me, and I looked up to see her staring at her feet.

"The transfer student that literally just came today?"

"Yeah..." I just stood there, unable to respond. My best friend, one of the few people in the world I felt comfortable around, had chosen to date a guy we know nothing about rather than the guy that's been by her side, laughing and crying with her, goofing around and studying with her, talking and hanging out with. It broke a bit of me.

"Well, enjoy your date I guess..." I said, clear disappointment and sadness visible on my face. I stood there a bit longer, waiting to see if she would react, but she said nothing. Taking that as my cue to leave, I turned my back on her, and started to walk away.

"I'm so sorry..." She said again. I kept on walking, my black running shoes crunching on the pavement. "I'm really sorry." She called out. I kept on walking, taking out a pair of headphones, plugging one in. "Mark!" I stopped walking and just stood there, my hands in the pockets of my jeans. "We're still friends, right?" She asked, a hint of hope in her voice.

I said nothing.

"Mark?" Her voice called out again. I turned around and took off my necklace, one of those that you can buy at the store that was paired with another, like two half hearts that said Best on one side and Friends on the other. I pulled off the friendship bracelet she had made me a few years ago, and the key chain she had given me on my birthday. I walked forward, refusing to make eye contact with her.

I placed all three items on the ground in front of her. Turning, I stood there with my back to her.

"Maybe he can find a better use for these than me." I whispered, just loud enough for her to hear. Walking forward, I heard her whimper a bit, before I heard her shoes slide along the pavement as she collapsed to her knees.

"Mark..." She cried, her voice cracking a bit.

"I'll be fine... Just go and be happy..." I said, not even turning to say goodbye.

And on I walked.

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I knew it wouldn't go through. I knew it wouldn't work anyway. But I decided to try. That's all I did. Try. And where did that get me? An even lower level of self confidence and nowhere to go. Literally nowhere to go. My parents had died in a car crash when I was young, and none of my other relatives had wanted to take me in. So I was put into the foster system.

I stayed with 3 families before I finally settled in with a nice family, which was extremely lucky of me. The first of the four families seemed really nice at first, but they were abusive and yelled at me for no reason. The second family tried to sell me as a sex slave, before the police broke in during a drug raid. The third family was just too poor to feed another mouth in the house, and after about a month, they kicked me out into the streets. I was out of the system. Technically.

The last family was actually Sarah's. I was crossing the street around 10:30 PM to try and find some food in a garbage somewhere, or a cardboard box to sleep in, when a car turned the corner and smashed into me, and sped off into the distance. I couldn't move, because both of my legs had broken, along with a punctured lung. I stayed there for about an hour, losing consciousness and blood fast, before I heard another car approaching, a few moments before I passed out.

I woke up in a hospital bed, a small Umbreon snoring next to me. I groaned as I tried to sit up, clutching at my chest, wincing at the pain. Just then, the door opened and I saw Nurse Joy walk in.

"Welcome back to the land of the living." She said with a smile. Behind her, I saw a family of three standing there, looking at me with a smile.

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After telling them my story, they took me in. Of course, I was worried about how they would treat me and such, but after half a year of nothing but kindness, I finally began to trust them. Especially Sarah. She was an only child, so she was excited that she had someone to have fun with, and I was excited that I wouldn't have to worry about where I would sleep at night and what I would have to eat. They took care of me, and made me part of their family. There is no way I could return the favor of how much they've done for me.

Now I have nowhere to go. But I don't really care. I just want to go somewhere where I can love, and be loved back. That could be anywhere from the next town to the outer borders of Sinnoh.

The golden afternoon sky began to turn into a light purple, before darkening into a deep, dark blue, finally reaching pitch black. Stumbling around in the dark, I grasped around until I found a large tree. Holding onto the bark, I felt around until I found a small crook in the base where I lay down and curled up into a ball.

"Goodnight..." I mumbled, staring at the night sky, watching the stars begin to sparkle, before my eyes shut in tears.