First story ever :) So please...HELP ME! xD So, hopefully this wont be as sucky as I think it is ;o

Shippings are: Pokeshipping, Novelshipping, Waterflowershipping, Egoshipping, Contestshipping, Brunetteshipping, Ikarishipping, Belleshipping, ...Okay, theres alot, can I just say this will end in: Poke, Contest, Oldrival, Ikari, Special, Frantic, Mangaquest, Soulsilver, Haughty. Okay! So, if you don't like these, please don't flame me :(

Disclaimer: I own nothing. I'm not saying this again.

For seven people today, it was there first day of there last year in High School. In other words, they were high school seniors. Misty Waterflower, Ash Ketchum, Gary Oak, Paul Shinji, May Maple, Dawn Berlitz, and Drew Hayden, were all seniors at Unova High Academy.

UHA (Unova High Academy) was a very,. . .how can I put this. . . snobby, school. Every kid that went there was loaded, meaning, they were rich. The teenagers that went there either had VERY important parents, had a lot of money, or had a huge status. It was a very prestigious school, frozen yogurt during class, beanbags instead of chairs, every kid got there own laptop, and all that junk. It was for big shots.

And the seven most popular people there, were in for the surprise of there lives. A reality TV show. Not knowing that your life is pretty much going to be violated, sometimes comes as a very big shock. Privacy no longer existed. Now, just what did the teenagers have to say about that? I guess we'll see when they find out. And if you've seen a normal reality TV show, I guess you know that they like to. . .mess with people. But will some jokes be taken too far? No one knows.

All seven kids lived on the same street, in a row, actually. Starting with Ash's, then Misty's, then Gary's, May's, Drew's, Dawn's, and Paul's. Each house (or mansion, is more accurate), is about the same size, four, five stories tall, and about 10,000 square feet in all. With pure white, beige, off white, or. . .pink (Dawn. . .) walls.

The only catch was, these teens parents were losing money, and they were losing it fast. So, they'll have to pick, be on a reality TV show, or say bye bye to there glamorous life, and possibly, there family. But that isn't until later.

Let's start with. . .May's morning, shall we? "Maybell, darling! It's time for school!" Her mother, Caroline Maple, also huge owner, and investor to Poke-Tech watches, called to her daughter from down stairs. May, buried in fluffy, and expensive, red blankets, groaned as she lifted her head slightly, her usually straight brunette hair, all over the place. 'stupid mornings. . .' May slowly got out off bed, swinging her feet over her king sized mattress, that was stuffed with goose feathers, and got up to go get ready. Ten minutes later, she came out in a short sleeved, lacy blood red top, a pair of black skinny jeans, and white flats. Her hair up in her usual red bandana with a poke-ball symbol on it. Finally she went downstairs to eat her gourmet breakfast, then wait outside the limo for her friends to arrive.

Next, Is Misty's Morning. Unlike the brunette, Misty hated when people woke her up. Not having her parents (the inventors of THE master ball. Yes, the poke-ball that can catch any pokemon without fail.) with her most of the time, only having her three bobble head sisters (Daisy, Lilly, and Violet) to take care of her. . .or. . .her to take care of them. She uses a high tech alarm clock, that beeps first, and if you don't wake up, it plays music, and if you still don't wake up, it sprays you with water. Yes, Misty usually wakes up BEFORE the water gets sprayed in her face.

She yawned quietly, heading towards the bathroom to get ready for her first day of senior year. Five minutes later, (wow she is fast!) she came out in a white lacy spaghetti strap tang top, with black ribbon tied around the waist, and a pair of light blue jean shorts that were frayed at the bottom, and black converse knee highs to match. Misty was a red-head, and her mid-back length hair was tied into a side ponytail.

She walked downstairs to find her three sisters arguing about how to make a waffle, rolling her eyes, annoyed, Misty walked up to them, and put a frozen waffle in the toaster. Hearing a bunch of "Ohhh"'s and "Like, thanks Misty!"'s, she grabbed the breakfast menu in the kitchen, and started to choose things for her personal chef to make. After that, it was time for school.

Dawn's morning wasn't very different, although she did have the biggest closet out of all of them. 1,400 square feet. Yes, very big for a closet indeed.

This morning her mom woke her up, much to her displeasure. Dawn, . . .was not a very. . .pleasant person in the mornings. . . let's just say she liked her beauty sleep, and if she didn't get AT LEAST eight hours of sleep a day, you will feel her wrath.

After twenty minutes of looking through her montage of clothes, she came out in a glittery light pink tang top, with a white jean vest on top. The jean vest was unbuttoned, and she had a dark blue short jean skirt on, with black four inch stilettos. Her hair was down, with two white clips holding up some bangs.

Next, Dawn walked down her spiral staircase, and found her mom in the living room, having one of there maids give her a foot massage. Dawn greeted her mom, then rung the bell for the chef to come in and take her order, after that she was off to school.

And now to the Boys. Ash's morning consisted of the house staff trying to get him out of bed. Ash was never one to get up early, no matter how many hours of sleep he got. It took all of his cleaning and kitchen staff to get him out of bed.

"I DON'T WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL! IT'S SO EARLY, LET GO! YOU OVERLY PAID MONSTERS!" his voice rang through the mansion loud and clear. But no one was listening. The staff threw him in his bathroom/closet to get ready, and to prepare him self for the day.

Ash sat up on the bathroom floor, clad in his white undershirt and blue plaid boxers. "Ugh. . .stupid staff." Ash murmured before walking into his closet, which was. . .MUCH smaller than Dawn's by the way. Five minutes later he came out in a dark blue, short sleeved, V-neck, a pair of black skinny jeans, and red and black high top Nike sneakers. His hat on his head as usual.

After that, he took the elevator down to the kitchen, to stuff himself with whatever the kitchen staff would give him. Which he did, by the time Ash left the house, the whole kitchen was empty, well. . .looks like they'll be re-stocking. And, how does he stay thin? (I don't get it. . .)

Now, I think we'll skip over to Paul's house, because his morning is quickest. "Paul! Get up! Or you'll be laaate!" Paul's girly brother, yelled at him from outside his door. Paul grunted in response, hating the world like he usually does.

Forcing himself out of bed, Paul slowly walked over to his closet, his neck length purple hair still in his face. About ten minutes later, he came out in a black pullover hoodie, a pair of purple skinny jeans, and black and white high top Nike's. Still in sleeping mode, he bumped into the door, hitting his head, then

falling back with a thump. Once getting back up after cursing the world for a few minutes, he walked down stairs, to order some servants around, then to walk off to school.

Second to last, is Drew. Drew's morning, out of all of the boys, is probably the most normal. Starting with him waking himself up in the morning, not really having anyone there besides his staff. With his mom on a tour cruise, and his dad not existing, he pretty much lived life at home, on his own.

Standing up from his bed, he walked over to his closet, when a knock came from his door. Opening it up slightly, there stood his most trusted servant, with the phone in his hand. "Master Drew, I'm sorry to interrupt, but your Mother is on the phone, and is wishing to speak to you." Drew stared at the man like he didn't believe it, he hasn't talked to his mother in over 10 months, so he immediately took the phone, and muttering an,"It's fine." before closing the door once again.

Ten minutes later, Drew came out in a light purple button down shirt, light blue well fit jeans, and white vans. Running his hands through his emerald colored hair, he walked downstairs, where a bunch of servants, and staff greeted him. He gave them his acknowledgments, then walked out the door, not even bothering with breakfast.

And lastly, but certainly not least, Gary's morning. Being awoken by his sister, Daisy, Gary ran a hand though his light brown hair, then took out a mirror to admire his reflection. "I am a gift to the world." he said smirking to himself.

Finally getting up to get ready, Gary walked to his closet in only his boxers, he was one of those men who liked to sleep shirtless. Twenty minutes later (wow. . .) he came out in a black low cut V-neck shirt, that hugged his lower chest, so you could see his muscles pulsing through. With a pair of white skinny jeans, that were kind of baggy at the bottom. Finishing it off with his black and white jack wills.

Finally heading down stairs, he grabbed a bottle of orange juice from the soda machine, and walked out the door.

Outside everyone was waiting at the black stretch limo, Misty texting May and Dawn on her i phone, Ash and Drew having small talk, and Paul standing right beside them, leaning on the limo's side door, faintly paying attention to them. Once Gary walked up, the driver opened the car door, and everyone got in.

"Late again, Gary." Misty murmured while getting in before him to sit next to Ash. Gary smirked, "What? It takes time to look this good, Red." he said while climbing into the limo himself. Suddenly Misty, May, and Dawn looked at him, "fail." They said in unison, smirking at Gary's frown. "Haha, shot down again, huh Gary?" Ash smiled up at his best friend since childhood. Gary rolled his eyes them smirked, "Yeah yeah, Ass." He said, getting an amused look in his eye at Ash's glare. "Whatever Gay." Ash retorted, earning a look of approval from Gary. "Not Bad, Ashy-boy." Gary said, holding his hand out for there usual hand shake. Ash following suit with the handshake, after saying, "Thank you, Gar-bear."

"Hey Paul, Your brother classified as Gay yet?" Gary asked, earning a glare from Paul. "No." Paul spat out, "and I wouldn't be talking, considering if you took out the R in your name it actually spells Gay, idiot." Gary, looking not at all offended, shrugged, knowing this was how Paul always was in the mornings. But no one but May noticed how quiet Drew was being. He didn't even try to annoy her, or tell her that he was a better coordinator then her. And it kind of bothered her, although she didn't know why, she was determined to get something out of him.

"Hey Drew, guess what?" May asked, putting on an extra cheery smile. Drew, barley looking up, murmured a "what. . ." to her in response. May gasped. . .out loud, making everyone look at the two. "What is it, May?" Dawn asked, raising a curious eye brow at her other best friend. "Drew's not making fun of me! We NEED to get him to a hospital!" May's frightened voice rang through out everyone's ears, including Drew's, who. . .by the look on his face, didn't like the statement too much. "I don't need to go to some stupid hospital May! Okay! Now just leave me alone!" Drew glared at May with his emerald green eyes, to which she frowned.

Everyone was looking at them, even the driver looked back in the rear view mirror to figure out what all the commotion was about. But May wasn't giving up, "Well then what is it, we've been friends since kindergarten, and I know that you wouldn't just pass up an opportunity to insult me! Now tell me what's wrong!" May yelled, her sapphire colored eyes having a layer of worry under the anger they showed.

Misty and Dawn looked at there brunette friend in shock, she was never this worried about Drew. . .While Ash, Gary, and even Paul were curious as to how Drew got this angry. . .and especially at May, of all people. Both teens were having a glare down, when finally, Drew sighed.

"I got a call from my mom this morning. . .she's not going to be here for graduation. . .her tour for Poke perfume, and clothes has been held up. . .and she won't be home for another two years. N-Not even for Christmas. . .or. . .anything. Happy, now. . .May?" Drew's quiet and timid voice surprised all other six teens. May feeling the worst. 'I'm so stupid. . .' she scolded herself in her mind, telling herself that she should've known it was something about his mom. She was just about to apologize, until Misty stepped in.

"Look, Drew. . .I know how you feel, my mom and dad are barely home. . .and my sisters aren't the greatest company in the world. But that doesn't mean. . .that doesn't mean that you have to snap at May. . .or anyone else for that matter. We may not be the best of friends, but. . .I won't let you down, okay?" Misty's cerulean colored eyes had tears in them at the mention of her parents that were never there for her childhood.

Drew gave her a weak smile, before doing something no one ever thought possible. He hugged her. Misty, although very surprised by this, slowly hugged him back. Everyone else's opinion's on this?

Well, Ash was secretly frowning, he never liked it when people touched. . .or got too close to Misty for his liking. She was his best friend, of all time, not just childhood like Gary, and though he was special too, Misty was. . .Misty. And Drew hugging her wasn't in his vocabulary. He kind of wanted to rip Drew's arms off of her, and yell at him to never touch her again. But of course, he could never do that. . .maybe. . .

Gary had a raised eye brow, 'me thinks some jealousy is going to spread' he thought with a smirk. Gary, had kind of adopted Misty as his prank friend. They were close, and they clashed a lot, which made them closer. But he never thought he would actually be jealous of her and Drew. All he kept thinking about was how Misty was always mean to him, and when Drew goes all soft, BAM! She's on him like glue. But it wasn't like he liked Misty in that way or anything, he just liked to drop clues to annoy Ash.

Paul didn't really care, though he was a a little surprised by Drew hugging Misty. I mean, it wasn't like it was impossible, impossible to him, he just never. . .really thought of Drew hugging. . .anyone but May? Drew was sorta like his best friend. Ash and Gary were too, but they got on his nerves more. So his best friend "pride" was showing, and he was a little worried about what everyone else would think.

Dawn thought it was cute, taking a silent picture with her smart phone in the back. She giggled lightly, she always loved love, no matter who it was with. The thought of an arrogant Drew pulling his ego down, and hugging the girl who loves to step on big ego's was really sweet, and cute. She was defiantly going to have more respect for Drew from now on.

May. . .May did not like this scene. She tries to make Drew feel better and find out what's wrong, and now he's hugging Misty? That's not right. And she was kind of mad at Misty for hugging back. But. . .it wasn't like she could blame them. . .She really didn't even know what was going on with her herself. . .so she just sat back and watched them embrace with a slight pout.

When Drew finally pulled back, all eyes were still on him. A light blush showing on the arrogant boys face, he cleared his throat, "um, thanks. . .Misty." Drew said, handing her a light blue water lily, that seemed to pop out of no where. Misty smiled at him, and took the flower. "No problem, Drew." Misty gave her thanks, and smelled the flower with her eyes lightly closed. It smelled like the air around a fresh stream of water. . .she smiled, 'that was really sweet of him. . .' the thought lingered in her head, for a few seconds, before she put the pretty flower away in her leather, stylish backpack.

May was fuming, 'he gave he a flower?' suddenly getting red roses from Drew didn't feel so special anymore. Until she thought about it. . .Red, means. . .love. . .and roses mean. . .love. . .She secretly smiled at the thought. . .she couldn't be mad at Drew for finding someone that had the same problem as him. . .and she defiantly couldn't be mad at Misty for trying to help. . .'I guess I was being a bit. . Jealous. . .' she thought, a blush finding it's way to her cheeks.

Dawn was sitting in her seat, still admiring her newly captured natural love picture. "Hey, guys! Look at this cute picture I took of Misty and Drew!" she said in a very cheerful voice, facing her wide screened phone in the direction of the other six teens.

Gary started laughing at the irony of the whole thing, Paul suddenly got an uneasy look in his eyes, Drew blushed. . .hard, Misty blinked while blushing a little, Ash glared at the screen, and May was ready to knock it out of Dawn's hands.

"Troublesome, why would you-" Paul, who was speaking at the time, suddenly got lurched forward, along with everyone else that wasn't gripping onto something solid. Groans were heard all over the car, especially from Ash, who got smashed against the window. "What the hell?" Paul's annoyed grunt came out barley audible, still rubbing his sore arm that got pounded against a car door.

"Whatever that was, I am going to kill them!" Misty's temper flared up to the 'you are dead meat' zone, so pretty much everyone was scared for who ever was responsible for this train wreck. But since everyone was driving in Drew's limo, Drew decided to ask the driver what happened. "Hey, Charles, what happened? Why'd we crash?" Drew asked, rubbing his knee.

"I'm sorry master Drew, but it seems some people with video cameras want to talk to you and you friends." Everyone raised there eye brows at this, and Misty was first to recover. "Grr, well there NOT getting away with letting my golden pokeballs touch the floor!" May and Dawn gasped, while Ash's eyes widened, and Gary, Drew, and Paul looked surprised.

Misty had gotten six golden pokeballs from her parents when she was five, they were like a little piece of them that was always with her. . .she always took the best care of them. And when Ash was seven, and saw the pokeballs, he instantly tried to grab them, only to be pummeled to a pulp by his best friend.

Gary tried to open one once, and he learned that Misty's nine year old fists were capable of ripping out hair, to which Gary wouldn't come out of his room till Misty apologized about ripping out a chunk of his "perfect" hair, which actually was kinda perfect. Misty finally apologized (very reluctantly), and. . .she also threatened to make Gary bald if he ever touch one again.

Even May and Dawn saw how Misty would always shine the pokeballs before bed, and set them on a full cotton pillow, when they had sleepover's. Overall, those six little golden pokeballs were very important to her, and whoever made them touch the floor. . .would be dead in ten minutes.

Misty jumped out of the limo, her friends following to call an ambulance for the poor guy who was about to suffer Misty wrath at full blast. They walked out into the front of the limo that was parked over on a curve, to be met by three people, one wearing a business like suit, one holding a microphone, and once holding a large camera.

"HELLO! RIGHT NOW YOU ARE-" The lady wearing the business suit could not finish her loud announcement, because she was slammed into a light post, by none other than Misty.

"Shut up! YOU ****ING ***HOLE! NO ONE MAKES ME DROP MY PRECIOUS POKEBALLS AND GETS AWAY WITH IT! YOUR LUCKY I DON'T SET GYARADOS ON YOU!" Misty yelled those. . .creative. . .words, while slamming the person into the light post multiple times with her giant mallet.

On the sidelines, Ash had his phone out, "I'll call the ambulance. . ." He said it so casually that you would think this happened everyday. . .mostly because it did.

After Misty finished beating the business woman to a pulp, she walked back with a satisfied smile on her face. "All done!" she announced in her spunky tone. Gary was laughing his head off, Drew was cringing, Paul look disgusted at seeing blood come out of a person's eyes for the third time this week, and May and Dawn were covering there eyes, not wanting to risk the chance of throwing up before school. Which has happened before...

The seven teens were about to get back in the car, when. . . "Hey! Wait!" All seven of them turned around to see the camera man, running towards them.

"Hey, if it's about the beat up lady, I'm sorry for my friends temper-" he got a whack on the head from Misty, "-ow! And I already called an ambulance." Ash was rubbing the back of his head, whiling glaring at Misty, who was glaring straight back.

"No, no. . .Um, we're sorry that we stopped you, but we we're here to tell you that you guys are going to be on a reality TV show." The camera man looked around at all of the surprised faces,all looking at him with something called disbelief when only one word chorused throughout the seven teens, "WHAT!"

So, that's it :) This is a multi=chap thing, so please look out for updates which should come once a week...sometimes longer. I hope you liked it, and uhhh...review? idk, I've seen people do that when I read their stories ^^' bai