Present
Past
I just wanted to get that out before the story starts.
I was walking around in our little village of Petalburg when all of a sudden I bumped into my brother, Max spilling his ice cream cone all over me in the process.
"MAY WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING," He had yelled causing people to stare at us.
"OH MY GOSH IS THAT MAY MAPLE AND HER BROTHER MAX MAPLE?! IS NORMAN MAPLE AROUND?"
Oh great. Last time this happened Team Rocket impersonated us this time I die by being trampled on. Not wanting to die before I pummel Max into oblivion for getting us into this mess I shout the only thing that popped into my brain:
"RUN!"
So Ash, Brock, Max and I run in the only direction possible that leads away from the fans: forwards.
"OH NO MAX I'M LITERALLY GOING TO KILL YOU AFTER THIS!" I think but just as we rounded a corner I spotted a perfectly styled green haired rival and as we run towards him I drag his arm pulling him along with us to avoid being crushed.
"Since when did you have fans?"
"I've always had fans but these people just love my dad. And why would I not be able to have fans?!"
"Because you were dumb enough to get into this situation."
"IT WASN'T MY FAULT."
"Sure it wasn't."
That's it. I clench my fist getting ready to strike when one of the maniac fans grabs my arm causing me to flail and fall flat on my face. Ugh can this day get any worse. I thought as I heard Drew's laughter flicker through the distance as he walked towards the Pokemon Centre.
WHY ME?
Why do I always get myself into these situations. I thought back to when I had tripped and fell in front of Drew or when I tripped and fell ON Drew oh the embarrassing stories go on forever and all of them include Drew in some way or form. I sighed and got off my bed walking down the stairs only tripping once or twice on my extra long pj's. I walked outside suddenly being hit by a stream of cold air. I should have brought a jacket and shoes as I looked down and saw that I was barefoot. Through out the night I practiced walking without falling. 'Tomorrow I'm going to impress him' I thought as I slipped into a dreamless sleep.
The next morning with all my memories coming back, practicing walking in the fields of my backyard practicing for today's master plan. I swallowed breakfast and told my friends I was going out to train. As I approached the city I could see the familiar green hair of Drew. Instead of running towards him while yelling I simply walked at an endearing pace without tripping like I normally would.
"Good morning," I said.
"Hmp it's not a very good morning now that your here," came his snarky reply.
"Well that was not a very nice thing to say," I said through clenched teeth, my hands balled into fists once again but I still managed to stay calm and not start an argument. He looked surprised but quickly masked it under a classic smirk.
"Whats wrong with you this morning? Did you finally figure out that I'm just better than you and can beat you at anything?"
That's it he is going down. I swung my balled fist hearing a sharp cracking sound as it connected with his nose.