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Anger
I giggled at the sight of my buneary bouncing around in her new vest. "Oh you are so cute in that." I say after she was finished basking in her new clothing.
"Bun!"
"Alright, let me get ready so we can go for a walk." I go into my hospital bathroom and brush my navy blue hair. It's kind of sad that I have to live here now. I was diagnosed with... a disability. We don't know how though, but I don't really call it a disability because it doesn't happen much. If I get angry, I faint and not just Faint, my body just shuts down completely and If I last like that for a while… I die. Some people have what I have, but not as bad.
"Ambi."
"One more second." I put on my white shirt with a black vest then i put on my pink skirt and my pink boats. "Alright everyone ready?"
"Ambipom!"
"Pip"
"Pacha"
"Bun"
"Swinub"
"Ok let's go." We go to the elevator and head into the lobby.
"Pachu Pachu!"
"More like sprint for you. Come here." I pick up my Pachurisu and continue on my way.
"Buneary Buneary?" My Buneary tugs on my boot and points to a trainer talking to the receptionist. He had lilac hair, a dark blue sweater and gray cargo pants.
"Hmm, I don't know, but he's cute I'll give him that."
"Piplup pip."
"Yeah, you could be right, but it doesn't hurt to meet a new friend, Right?" I walk up to the desk with my Pokemon following behind.
"Hi I'm Dawn, You are?" He doesn't turn around. "Hello?"
"What do you want?" he turns around.
"Well, I never seen you here before so I was just wondering who you are."
"I don't know you and I don't want to know you, so just go away."
"I just wanted to say hi."
"Ok, bye."
"That's the total opposite!" I say kind of confused.
"You said hi already, so leave."
"I just wanted to know if you had any Pokemon." I hope that starts a conversation.
"Yes, I do, but they don't play with little girls." Ok maybe not a conversation, but an Argument!
"I'll have you know I am 15 if you call that little."
"I'm 16, so yeah I consider it little."
"Gr." No, don't get angry don't get Angry!
"PACHA PACHU!"
I was putting my irritation out by crushing my poor Pachurisu. "I'm sorry Pachurisu." I put her down.
"Piplup lup pip."
The boy turns around to look at my Pokemon. Piplup was ranting, Pachurisu was rubbing its belly, Ambipom was just watching, and my Swinub was looking at a nearby plant hungrily while buneary was just staring at him. "You have really pitiful Pokemon." He turned and walked away.
"Where The Heck Did That Come From!? I didn't… do any… thing." My voicefadedas I said. Oh no. Please just be a… dizzy spell- I blacked out. The last thing I heard was a scream and the last thing I saw was my Pokemon trying to lift me up.
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"Ugh, stop beeping." I try to get up, but I couldn't get hte strength to. I opened my see the hospital gown and the air mask over my mouth and nose. I felt the air flow into the mask and out. I also saw the IV needles in my hand. "Oh no." How could I just lose myself like that? I've never-
"Hey, you troublesome girl." I heard the voice come from the corner. Cold, grey eyes stared at me through the shadows. If looks could kill, I think I would have been dead by now.
"How… how long was I out?" It can't be long. Could it?
"The question should be what happened." He came out of the shadows and came closer to my bed. "First I hear a scream from the receptionist then more screams from you pathetic Pokemon and More from other nurses who got to the scene. What happened troublesome?"
"First my Name Is- No, don't get angry." I console myself.
"Don't get angry?" He looks at me with . Ah! Did I say that out loud?
"Don't get me angry or it will be the death of me Literally." I say in the threateningest way I can. He still isn't fazed. "I'm serious! If I get angry I faint then die!" still unfazed. Grr this is so frustrating! "Don't you know how serious this is?!" unfazed face. GRR now I seriously know why girls need anger. TO put it all out on big GIANT Jerks!
"Hmph, this might be fun." I hear him mutter under his breath.
"What was that!?"
"I thought you couldn't get angry."
"Umm… I'm Irritated they are two different things." I lie back down on the bed and turn my head. "Why are you here anyway?"
"I'm here for my sick uncle. My brother sent me here for a week and he won't let me leave until I've been here for a week."
"You can't you just leave?" WHY FOR A WEEK!?
"My brother has connections in this building, so he will know if I leave. I'm not happy with this as much as you are so leave me alone and we might live through this. More specifically you." He turns and walks out the door. Why me? Why is it always me? And why does he have to look so cute and be mysterious?! One week of torture, here I come.
