Hey dudes and dudettes! This is my first Misty+Gary fanfic so that's why I made this collaboration between me and egoshipper246. She's done quite a few Misty+Gary stories.

Just so you know, this is more of a prologue.

Disclaimer: We both don't own Pokemon.

Chapter 1: My Life

Misty's POV

"Bye Sis!" I shouted from the front door. I was about to grip my hand around the door handle, when I heard a voice.

"Wait!" Daisy (the nicest sister) called.

She walked up to me, smiling a little. She was wearing a lime green blouse, and black skinny jeans. Her honey colored hair was flowing past her back, making her seem beautiful. I had always envied her beauty, and it annoyed me more that she was oblivious to the attention she got from her looks.

"What is it?" I asked rudely, frowning at her.

She suddenly bent down, tying one of my laces. After she stood up, she zipped up my black leather jacket and straightened out my hair fiery red hair (which was in my trademark side ponytail).

"Why'd you have to do that?" I asked with irritation. She feigned innocence. Daisy may be my kindest sister, but she always makes me feel smaller, even if she didn't mean it.

She laughed and replied, "First, I don't want you looking shabby. Second, I know you don't want to but you're gonna have to follow our footsteps and become a model."

I almost stamped my foot in frustration.

"I don't want to be a model. I want to be the Gym leader of our Gym. Anyway, what's the jacket for?"

"It's November for crying out loud! It's getting cold and Cerulean always is the coldest City in Kanto. You need to be warm," Daisy lectured me with a frown.

I shrugged and walked out the door. Ignoring the sudden chill on my legs (I regretted wearing my favorite shorts), I ambled down the pathway on our front yard. I momentarily looked back at our snug little house, before jogging off.

Okay, so let's give you a little insight on my crappy life.

My name is Misty Kasumi Waterflower. I'm seventeen years old. My ginger hair always made me stand out, but I didn't care because my parents would've told me to ignore stares. I was a major tomboy, who always despised people telling me what to do. When all the girls at school would go off shopping, I'd run home to play the new video game I bought. When all the girls coated their faces with makeup, I'd scoff and tell them that it was just gunk for their faces. Besides, the only thing I'd put on my face would be war paint.

I was always very active, not liking to sit for a while. I was in love with swimming, and I swam competitively to make me feel calm (I unfortunately had anger management). I loved how the water would always be there, as if it waited for me to jump in. The water always made me feel warmer, even in the coldest of weather. My legs were trained for the water; they kicked at free will.

I have three older sisters. Daisy, Violet and Lily.

Daisy was the eldest, at the age of twenty-six. She was always the most responsible out of the three, and looked after me the most. Sometimes she was incredibly nice to me, but I could easily see through the facade. I was convinced she was out to get me, making me feel like a pile of shit. She worked as a model at a talent agency, and took pride in her work. Her work paid well, but that meant she was away from home a lot. Daisy also desperately wanted me to become a model, because my legs were long, and my skin was very 'pleasant' to look at.

Violet was the second eldest, and was twenty-four years old. She worked as dancer teacher for snotty rich kids at some theater school her friend founded. Violet was an incredible dancer, and always danced around the house to show off. Apparently, she had performed in many productions, but I always thought she lied to brag about it to other people. Violet was very mean to me, and always ordered me to pick up her clothes from the dry cleaners, or run her a bath, or even watch the choreography she invented for the children. Being around her was a bore, but only she saw different around herself.

Lily was the youngest sister (out of the three), and was twenty-two years old. She worked as a makeup artist (it doesn't pay much, but she's doing what she loves, which makes her happy) and constantly buys more makeup to 'experiment'. Unfortunately, I'm her test subject. Every week I get poked and prodded by her brushes and lip thingys, just so she can feel at rest. Lily is also mean to me, and doesn't really care about what I have to say. She's the one that makes me clean up after her, or cook her something. I don't really like her, but sometimes she surprises me, and is really nice.

My mom and dad are both dead. My mom died of lung cancer and my dad (after Mom died) committed suicide.

I still remember the day when I was sat next to my mom's death bed, keeping a straight face, not even thinking that she could die. Akua Waterflower was a brilliant mom, and was always kind to me. She was warm-hearted, and always told me stories about the many gods of water. She was also the person to get me into swimming. Every week, we would take a trip to the pool to swim as we pleased. Mom had one weakness: smoking. She was always stressed, looking after four children while Dad was minding the Gym, so she smoked a lot to help her cope. I never thought too much about it, but when we found out she had lung cancer, I hated cigars and smoke.

I was only eight when she died.

My father tried to keep as altogether after her death. He tried to get us to carry on with our lives, but we all heard him sob at night, wallowing in his wife's love. Mizu Waterflower was a good father, but he was quite weak minded. Not too long after Mom dying, he jumped off the Cerulean Cape. By that time, Daisy had turned eighteen, so she decided to look after us (even though it was me, aged nine, who needed to looking-after).

My parents left the Gym to my sisters, but they truly wanted me to have it. I was obsessed with water type Pokemon, and always said to them that I would battle anyone who stepped foot in the Gym. The Gym was located in Cerulean City, in the Kanto region. It wasn't very big, but it had many pools so people could swim, and it was a friendly place. We used to be flooded with challengers, but after the deaths, no one ever came.

My house was located next to the Gym, so I always spent time there. I felt that I could be as close to my deceased parents as I possibly could, if I spent my time exploring their favorite place.

I attend Cerulean High on the other side of town. It was a pretty crappy school, but my teachers were very good, and some of the work was easy.

Unfortunately, I have no friends (except for another fellow red head, Zoey). I was bullied because I wasn't like the other girls, and the bullying started more 'heavy duty' after they found out that my father took his life. Everyone hated me, so I kept to myself most of the time. I was considered a loner.

A loser.

Not to mention the fact that I got heavily bullied by Gary Oak (by the time I was a freshman, all the bullies dispersed to make way for Gary). He was the most popular guy at school who was dating head cheerleader, Karen Hills. I hate her.

You'd think that I hate Gary too, since he made my life a living hell. He was an egotistical, arrogant, pompous, prick who had no respect for anyone but himself. But I don't hate Gary.

In fact, I actually have a major crush on him.

EDITED: 19th of October, 2013. I wanted to finally edit this after my friend Lili wanted to read it. I was thinking about editing for a while, but never got around to it. Thanks for motivating me, Lili! Also, sorry for the chapter length, I'm not very good with making longer chapters. DX

I (malory79080) wrote that chapter. You can know it's me because my chapters are crap.

Anyway, chapter 2 of Awkward will be up soon! Review, review and review!