He's a annoying (Age 5)

Picture Day. A day, where once a year, classes get a small break to get their photos taken with their classmates and by themselves.

The night before parents, mostly mothers, spend hours primping and polishing their child to look their absolute best. They go over various outfits and make sure their child is the best looking out of all the children. Picture Day is pretty much a competition between parents.

Then the day comes where children take their pictures home and show them to their parents. Fathers would gush over their little girls, while mothers would start arguing over which little boy looked the cutest. At the end of the day parents would take out their pokemon and start battling to prove their point. Overall Picture Day is a giant mess.

It was also the reason some people refused to move into the little town.

Leaf, however, liked the idea of getting pampered. Who doesn't right? Her scalp getting massaged in the morning and her mother taking a few pictures before the little girl runs off to school sounds pleasant.

If she wasn't stuck standing next to Gary Oak during the class picture.

She remembered when the teacher started to organize the students on the bleachers. And she remembered when her face went from calm and collected to pure horror. She didn't want to stand next to him! He's mean!

Now that she thought of it, how did that even work? Her last name started with "G" and his started with "O." It made no sense.

The little brunette was hoping to stand next to someone else, like the Ketchum boy. He would probably have a yellow stain on his green shirt or something when they take their picture. That way she would look ten times better.

But no. Now she was standing next to the professor's spoiled grandson who would probably make her look, and feel, like the worst human being ever born. Darn it all...

"Hey pesky girl," Leaf turned around to watch the bane of her existence running towards her.

"Yeah?"

The brunette narrowed her eyes as she watched the boy smirk at her. Oh no. "I just came to let you know that I'm coming by your house in the morning. Just because I'm going to look my best doesn't mean that I'm going to let you take your picture looking like a trash bag."

Leaf blinked. Her lips quickly turned into a scowl. What made him think she wasn't going to look her best, because she was!

The little girl was about to yell at this jerk, before said jerk ran off to catch up to Ketchum. "Hey Ashy-boy!"

"I'll show you," She muttered and quickly ran off to her house. She was going to look amazing, while he was going to look like a trash bag.

Pigtails, and frilly dresses are so cliche and overused it's annoying.

Leaf sighed as she looked around the room and noticed her clothes everywhere. That includes her desk and her bed. It looked like a Pigdey flew into her room and used Gust.

The brunette sighed and fell on her bed. She stared at the ceiling as Gary's words replayed in her head. "I just came to let you know that I'm coming by your house in the morning. Just because I'm going to look my best doesn't mean that I'm going to let you take your picture looking like a trash bag."

Leaf frowned. Would she really let that big-headed jerk get away with that? Of course not! The problem now would be how to get him back.

The brunette would admit she was never a good thinker. She preferred action. If you thought for too long not only will your head explode, but nothing will get done. And because she fails most of her tests.

She sighed when she heard the door to her room open. "Dear time for dinner... What's all this?"

Leaf looked up as she watched her father look around her room. She watched him navigate around while making sure not to step on the clothes. "Is this all for tomorrow?"

"Yeah."

"Don't you think you're overdoing it? I mean... you're only five. You'll have other opportunities to look your best."

The brunette sighed and sat up. "Gary Oak said I'm going to look like a trash bag."

"Don't you wor- Wait, Gary Oak said that? He's a sharp kid, he might be on to something." Leaf rolled her eyes and stood. She walked towards the door, then turned around.

"Thanks Dad. I'll be in the bathroom to wallow in my own self-pity. If somebody calls, tell them you ruined my self-esteem."

"I was just joking kid," He chuckled and ignored Leaf's, "That's not funny."

He walked towards the little girl. He patted her on the head, while ignoring her glare. For a mere five-year old, her glare's pretty scary. "I'm sure you'll look great in whatever you wear. Now we need to hurry for dinner. I'm sure your mother's getting tired of waiting."

It was morning, when Leaf decided to go with a t-shirt and jeans. If she was going to look like a trash bag, she was going to look like a trash bag with style. That and she woke up late.

Of course not even pride could stop Gary from grabbing her hand and drag her away from the rest of the class. "What're you wearing?!" He made it sound as if she just committed murder.

"It's called clothes Gary. You can buy it anywhere and even make it yourself. That's how amazing it is."

He didn't look amused at all.

Leaf allowed herself to look him over. He looked like a butler. A five-year old butler... How adorable. She might as well make him get her a drink right now.

"I'm not letting you take a picture like that." He got his school bag and started to rummage through.

Leaf would admit that she was a bit curious. However that curiosity died and went to heaven when she saw what he pulled out. A frilly dress. No! Never!

The girl immediately crossed her arms. "I'm not wearing that. It goes against everything I stand for."

"The only thing you stand for right now is lonely and homeless. Wear it." He pushed that dress into her hands.

The brunette shrieked as if the dress just bit her. But that didn't stop the other brunette. He immediately grabbed her shirt and tried to pull it off. (When you're five-years old, you don't know that girls and boys have different body parts. Hm.)

The teacher ran up to them and pulled them apart at arms length. She quickly gave them the evil eye of doom. "What do you think your both doing? We have to take a picture in an hour."

"He's trying to make me wear a dress." Leaf explained as she pointed at the other boy.

"You at least you'll look better. Right now you look like a mess." Gary mumbled.

"Both of you need to stop. Behave so we can get our pictures taken then go back to the class." She let go of them and headed towards the photographer.

Five minutes later they were both at it again.

"Wear a dress like a normal girl!"

"Dresses are stupid and cliche!"

A week later the students got to see their pictures and take them home. All the students in the class ran around to show everyone how great they looked. Leaf was quite surprised when Ash's picture turned out well. No mustard stain on his shirt. Jerk...

"Let's see yours Leaf." He gave her a comforting smile that promised he won't laugh.

But Leaf is a five-year old, so she knew five-year olds and he was going to laugh. They all did that day. However Ash was one of her closest friend and she couldn't deny that smile. And he would also whine until she let him see it.

She handed them to her friend. Leaf looked down at the table when she heard him snicker. She knew she looked horrible. Nothing said worst picture than dirt on her face, missing teeth, and stick's and leaves sticking out of her hair. She even had to wear that horrifying dress.

"At least you look better than Gary." Ash chuckled as he remembered the other brunette's picture.

Missing teeth, two black eyes, scratches on his fave, and mud on his clothes, face, and hair. The raven-haired boy sighed as he looked at the class photo. He was forced to stand in between the brunettes and boy did they make him look great.

"Best Picture Day ever, huh Leaf."

"Shut up."

A/N: This story will have elevan chapters chapters including a conclusion. And unlike my others stories I know where I'm going with this. Yes! RnR! Thank you.