Author's Notes: :D Yes, I have another story xD. You're probably like "o_O Wth? Four stories?' but no worries, because I know how to balance out my stories :) Plus, I already have six chapters of this story done and working on chapter seven. So I'm good with that :)

Anyways, this will be a cute, romance story that takes place in the summer...Summer Love ^_^ and it's almost Spring (Next Tuesday to be exact) so I decided what the heck, I'll go ahead and put it up :D. Now, before you read the story I want to give you a warning, so you can turn back now if you want. There will be Cavaliershipping, Egoshipping, a teeney tiney bit of Pokeshipping, one or two hints of Ikarishipping, some Contestshipping, some mentioning of Oldrivalshipping, and plenty - and I mean PLENTY- of PEARLSHIPPING! Also, another heads up: the first few chapters will SEEM LIKE the story is not Pearlshipping but it is!...so keep that in mind while reading :p and don't flip...'cause whoever does is getting a long, long, bright, colorful PM from me! So don't say I didn't warn you :)

Full Summary: This Summer, Dawn decides to change from one of the boys to a dainty girl so she can get a certain "Ketchum Boy" to notice her. And her tricks seem to be working because he's starting to take interest in her and act more friendly towards her and not in a brother type of way...But just as she decides to prove to "him" that she's girlfriend material, she realizes that her role of girl friend to Ash may be even more important. And by trying so hard for the perfect summer romance, she could be going way over board...

This story is told in Dawn's POV..

Start of a New Summer

Gary smiled down at me, his dark brown hair glinting under the sun. His hair swayed back and forth from the wind. S-E-X-Y! He shouted over the noise of the boat motor and the wind, "Dawn when we're old enough, I want you to be my girlfriend." He didn't even care that the other boys could hear him.

I smiled. "Oh, yes!" I exclaimed, because I was nothing if not coy. "When will be old enough?"

His black eyes seemed to shine on his tanned face. Gosh, he was so cute! He answered me while smiling. Or at least I thought he answered me. I mean, his lips moved but nothing came out. Weird much?

"What did you say? I didn't hear you." Ugh. I sure do know how to draw out a romantic moment. But if I didn't hear the guy, I didn't hear him. Not my fault.

He said something to me again, but I still couldn't hear him. I wonder why? The boat motor and the wind hadn't gotten any louder. Maybe he was mouthing words, pretending to say something sweet I couldn't understand. All boys were like that. He had just been teasing me all along.

"You ass!" I yanked myself up straight so I was sitting in my sweat-soaked bed. I started wiping away strands of my hair that stuck to my wet face. Then I realized what I had said out loud. "Sorry, Mom," I told her photo on my nightstand that set right next to my bed. Hm. But maybe she didn't hear me over my alarm clock blasting 'Saturday Night,' by Jessica Mauboy.

Or~ maybe she'd understand. I just had a close encounter with Gary! Even if it was only in my dreams. But STILL! It was a very close encounter. Even closer and he would have been mines. *wink* But sadly it was only a dream.

But kind of weird because usually I didn't remember my dreams. Whenever my brother, green, was home from college, he told Dad and me what he had a dream about the night before at breakfast. Let me tell you, they were all fantasies. Pure bullshit. Of course I didn't want to dream about 'meeting some famous person'.

Once I googled 'dreaming' and actually found out that some people don't remember their dreams if their bodies are used to getting up at the same hour or something every morning.

Hm. That brings my attention to something: Why did I remember my dream this morning? Know why? I know why! Because it's the first day of summer vacation! To start work at the Marina, I had to set my clock thirty minutes earlier than usual. And that's why I remembered my dream. Maybe I should start doing this often so I can remember more close encounters with Gary. Well...

About Gary: Check. Blowing me off, as usual: NOO~!

It might happen in my dreams, but not in real life. Nuh uh. No way! Gary would be mine, starting today. Just wait and see. Before getting out of bed, I gave Mom an okay sign - it was the wakeboarding signal for ready to go.

My father and brother suspected nothing. They didn't even notice what I had on, which is of course good because...well...I'm not sure but it's just good. I don't need them in my business. Our conversation at breakfast was the same one we'd had every summer morning since my brother was eight years old and I was five.

Dad to brother: "Take care of your sister today."

Brother between bites of egg and looking at me from the corner of his eye: "Sure, whatever."

Dad to me: "And you watch out around those Ketchum boys."

Me: (Rolls Eyes.)

Brother: "I had this great dream last night."

Yup. That was our normal conversation at breakfast. Every summer morning. Gets annoying, but I can totally live with it. I'm used to it.

After breakfast, my brother and I went across our yard and the Ketchums' yard to the showrooms, warehouses, and docks at the Ketchum's Marina. The air was already hot and stuffy. It was filled with the smell of freshly cut grass. But I didn't mind this. I liked the heat and the smell of fresh cut grass. It was like summer was welcoming me.

And I couldn't wait to spend this summer with Gary.

In the past years, any one of the three Ketchum boys, including Gary, might have came to my house to throw a football or play video games with my brother.

Sometimes they would let me play. But only if they felt sorry for me, or if their mom had told them to. And sometimes my brother would go to their house to play football or video games. Or do whatever they did when I wasn't around. But I wasn't allowed to go to their house. If I walked in they would probably - most likely - stop whatever they would be doing and look at me like I was some crazy-looking animal or something. I mean I wouldn't blame them. They were boys. They were my brothers friends, not mine.

Well, Ash was my friend. He was probably more of my friend than my brother's. Even though we were the same age and went to the same school, we had absolutely no classes together, so you would think that he would walk one hundred yards over to my house for a visit every once in a while. But he didn't. And if I'd gone to visit him, it would have been obvious that I was looking for Gary out of the corner of my eyes the whole time.

For the past nine and a half months, with my brother at college, my last tie with Gary had been loosened and un-did. He was two freaking years older than me, so I didn't have classes with him, either. We weren't even in the same wing of the high school. Which sucks a bunch of ass! I saw him once at a football game, and once in front of the movie theatre when I had ridden around with May for a few minutes after a tennis match. But I never went up to him.

He was always flirting with Giselle or Leaf or whatever pretty girl he was with at the moment. I was too young for him, and he never even thought of hooking up with me. On an extremely rare occasion when he took the garbage out at the same time I walked to the mailbox, he gave me the usual beaming smile and a huge hug and acted like I was his best friend ever...for twenty heavenly seconds.

It had been a long winter. Too long of a winter. Geesh. And finally we were back to the summer season! The Ketchums always needed extra help at the Marina during the busy season from Memorial Day to Labor Day. Just like last year, I had a job there - and an excuse to get attention from Gary. I sped up my trek across the pine needles between the trees and found myself in a footrace against my brother. It was totally unfair because I had on flip-flops and he was wearing sneakers, but I beat him to the warehouse anyway.

The Ketchum boys had gotten there before us and claimed all the good jobs. I wouldn't have a chance to work side by side with Gary, today. Paul was helping the full-time workers take boats out of storage. He wanted my brother to work with him so they could catch up on their lives at two different colleges. Paul and Ash were already gone doing their jobs, I'm guessing. Now, Gary wasn't around to see my outfit. I was so desperate to get going on this "new me" thing, that I would have settled for a double take from Ash or Paul.

And what did I get? Mrs. Ketchum. Now that I think about it, she was a good person to run the outfit by. She always wore the most stylish clothes. She was really pretty too. She had long brown hair that she usually kept in a pony tail, but she let it out on some occasions. She was the kind of Mom that you'd actually want to have in public with you. The one that doesn't embarrass you. In the way she looks at least...

Her words...eh. Let's just say she knew how to embarrass her boys when she felt like it. I can't lie, it would always be funny to see how they would turn red faced and quickly get away, but hell, I did feel bad for them. Just think of your mom telling you to change your underwear in front of your friends. I thought about...and it wasn't good. It made it seem like you don't change your underwear or something. Glad she wasn't my mother. I'd die whenever she said that or something like it.

I found Mrs. Ketchum in her office sitting behind a desk, typing away on her computer. I pulled up a chair so I was sitting at her desk, in front of her. "Hey~ Mrs. Ketchum," I said, "notice anything different about me?" I smirked.

She stopped typing and looked at me carefully trying to see what had change about me. Ha. Just wait until she notices! "Uh...no Dawn," She said while cocking her eyebrow. "I don't notice anything different honey." Dammit! How could she not notice! She went back to typing while taking small glances at me, still trying to see what was different about me.

"Notice anything about my boobs?"

Yes!

That sure did grab her attention. She stopped typing, took her hands off the keyboard and leaned a little closer to look at my chest. "You changed your boobs?"

"I'm showing my boobs," I said proudly while I moved my palm in front of them like I was presenting them on a TV commercial.

My usual summer uniform was old clothes that Ash had out-grown clothes he had given me over the years: Jeans, which I cut off into shorts and old T-shirts from his football team. And under that I would wear a one-piece bathing suit with full coverage that reached all the way up my neck.

Early in the boob-emerging years, I had none what so ever, and let me tell you...I was very touchy about it. Have you ever typed 55378008 on a calculator, turned it upside down, and hand it to the flat-chested girl across the room? Yeah? Well guess what? I was that girl (A/N: NOT REALLY xD).I swear I would have died if any boys mentioned my boobs. They were just embarrassing. But, hey, no need to worry now.

Last year, I started growing boobs and I think they progressed quite nicely. Well considering that I was very flat-chested. Now I had something and I sure as hell was going to flaunt it.

That's why I'm no longer wearing a one-piece bathing suit anymore.

Bye bye one-pieces and hello bikinis.

So today, I'd worn a cute little light blue bikini. Over that I had on Ash's old cut off shorts. Amazingly, they looked sexy, riding low on my hips. And no more football T-shirts. Now, I had on a pink tank top that ended above my belly button and hugged my figure perfectly. I had some cleavage showing. I was so proud and sure that Gary was just going to love it.

Mrs. Ketchum stared at my chest, perplexed. Finally she said, "Oh~ I get it," she said, "You're trying to look hot."

"Thank you!" Finally she caught on. I mean, it really wasn't that hard. A old woman could have figured that out in a few seconds. Not that I was calling Mrs. Ketchum slow, but it just took her too long to realize my mission.

"Here's a hint," she said and eyed me. "Close your legs."

I quickly closed my legs. Humph. People always said something about me sitting like a boy. Can you blame me though? I've been around boys my whole life practically. "Where do you want me to work today?" I asked as I got up from the chair and walked over to the door.

"You have gas," she said and she turned back to the computer and immediately starting typing again.

Oh, goody. I walked out the door and headed to the dock to get a roll on my job.

I heard the office door squeak open and I turned around. "Dawn," Mrs. Ketchum called. "Did you want to talk?"

Nooo~. Nothing like that what so ever. I only went into her office to start a conversation and get her to notice my new look. Besides, she had three sons. She didn't know how to talk to a girl. And I didn't know how to talk to a woman. My mom died in a boating accident on the lake when I was three. Any conversation between Mrs. Ketchum and me would be doomed from the start.

"No, why?" I asked.

"Just watch out when you're around the boys," she warned me.

I raised my hand and wiggled my skinny little fingers. Toodles. They were harmless. If anything, they better watch out for me.

I really enjoyed having gas (no jokes please). I got to sit on the edge of the dock with my feet dangling in the cool water and catch some rays. Relaxing much? Later I'd take a swim. Not now, before Gary saw me for the first time that summer. He had to see me. I would be in and out of the lake and windy boats all day and my hair would be like hell! That was understood. But I wanted to have clean, dry, styled hair at least the first time he saw me, and I would hope he kept the memory. And I'm pretty sure he would.

I might go swimming after he saw me, while I waited around for people to drive their boats up to the gas pumps.

A rich family just left the gas and they tipped me really well. Twenty dollars for giving them gas in their boat. Woohoo!

Right as I was folding the twenty dollar bill into my back pocket Ash and Gary came zipping across the water in a boat that had the words KETCHUM'S MARINA down the side. They were blasting some music that I couldn't stand from the speakers on the boat.

Ash was driving. Ash parked the boat on the dock and Gary threw me the rope. I could hear them arguing about this. That's all they did. Argue, argue, argue, and fuss, fuss, fuss. 24/7. But I was used to it. Good thing, too. But I would rather not hear Gary complaining that they were going to walk a whole extra fifty yards and up the stairs just so Ash could say hi to me.

Gary jumped off the boat. His weight rocked the floating dock again as he tied up the bow. He was big, maybe six feet tall? He had a deep tan from working all spring on the Marina, and a hard, muscled chest and arms from competing with Ash for the last five years over who would lift more pounds on the dumbbell (Gary and Ash were like this). Then he straightened and smiled his beautiful smile at me, and I forgave him for everything.

Author's Notes: And...finished :) I hope you enjoyed this first chapter. I'm going to try something different with Dawn's POV. 1) I'm going to try to make more of Dawn's thoughts. 2)I'm trying to make her POV somewhat humorous. Something new...so it might not work o_O I'm not a funny person...just goofy xD

Please tell me what you think about this so far :) I'd really appreciate it. I'll be updating this story once a week. So one day next week Chapter 2 will be up :D

Also, before you go I will be having another story posted soon entitled "We're All In This Together" (there's more info on my page about it, but that is subject to change) and I've made a movie trailer for it :) It's not that good xD but I think it's alright for my first time :D. If you're interested here's the link to it:

http:(TWO SLASHES)www(DOT)youtube(DOT)com/watch?v=rToVABtqJf8

Now you may go :) if you have any questions than feel free to PM me :)

- Angel ;)