Yeah, so this is my first fanfic and I'm quite excited about it.

If I make any mistakes I apologize in advance for it, but I'll be trying my best.

Feel free to give it a little review, I'm open to any thoughts.

Anyways, here you go!

Disclaimer:

I do not own Pokemon, I mean, if I did I wouldn't be writing this.

Chapter 1-

POV: Paul

8:30 am.

Just on time. I slung my gray and black travel bag over my shoulder. Reggie had suggested I take a break from battling with my pokemon. Apparently I was overworking them too much so he sent me off on what is supposed to be a vacation.

So here I am now, boarding a plane which is supposed to take me 'somewhere great'. What irritates me is that Reggie refused to tell me where I was going. He simply dropped me off, forbidding me to look at the passport. I don't really know why I listened to him, but I guess a surprise is always nice every once in a while.

After all, I don't exactly possess a whole lot of curiosity. I turned away from my thoughts, getting my boarding pass out for the check. With a small sigh I waited in the line for my turn. It was moving pretty quickly, but I still decided to take the time to look around.

There were many people standing in the line and around. Several in front of me, going through the pass check and multiple others behind me, waiting patiently. However as my eyes flickered around, they caught sight of a girl.

She had some pretty striking features and he had to admit, she was attractive. Her back-length cobalt hair flowed out from her white beanie. And she stood quietly, not saying a word as she too waited. His interest was definitely piqued.

"Sir."

A voice called out, it was fairly audible so I guess it was directed towards me.

"Sorry." I muttered, handing the woman in front of me my boarding pass.

She checked it over before allowing me to continue onward towards the plane.

I stepped up and onto the airliner and found my seat with little difficulties. Quickly, my hands worked to stow my carry-on away in the overhead bins. The other passengers were boarding and as much as I'd love to argue a little, I decided I should get out of the way as soon as possible.

Pulling out a small dark purple MP3 player, I took my seat closest to the window. More and more passengers piled in as I listened to my playlist.

Across from my seat sat a boy about my age with black hair and a red hat. A red scarf wrapped around his neck and trailed down his right shoulder.

I noticed the slightly relaxed yet confident look on his face. However, my observations were interrupted as a girl sat down right next to him. Not just any girl.

That girl.

My eye twitched a little when she began talking to the boy. I stopped my music to listen in a little. Usually, I find eavesdropping incredibly rude, but I just couldn't help myself. A scowl found it's way to my face when she introduced herself with a wide grin on her face.

How on earth could she strike up a conversation that quickly with a complete stranger?

Such an interesting girl she was. I could tell even when I haven't spoken with her yet.

"Yeah? Well at least I'm not brimming with the arrogance you have. What girl would want to date you, you grass-headed bastard?!"

With a loud thump, a brown haired girl flopped down in one of the two seats in front of me. Out of the corner of my eye, just before she sat down, I noticed a red bandana around her head.

"Chill out, Maple, I'll have you know lots of girls would be dying to have a date with me. You should be grateful that you even get the chance to talk to me."

I heard a second voice, which was way more masculine reply to the fuming brunette. Pretending to be listening to music, I put my earphones back in. The 'grass-headed bastard' was another boy about my age with chartreuse hair. As he was sitting down I noticed he flinched and pulled back a little. I'm guessing the girl smacked his arm or something.

"What do you think you're doing?" The bandana girl almost hissed.

"I'm eating a puppy, June." I could sense the sarcasm dripping from his voice, staying quiet, I continued listening in on their conversation. My hands fiddled with a little section of my hair as I realized my hair color was just as strange as his.

"Right." The girl replied to him. In my head I could picture her rolling her eyes at the grass-head.

"I'm asking why the hell you're sitting down next to me." She spoke again. This girl was a little feisty, I gave a small grunt of amusement. Luckily no one heard me.

"Obviously if I'm sitting down here it means that it's my seat. Get a brain will you, April?"

"Shut up, my name's not April, June, July, August, March, or any other stupid month and nickname you could come up with. And at least I don't flirt with everyone I see!"

I could hear her clearly through my earphones now, she was practically yelling. Several other passengers were staring at them now. Including that blue-haired girl and the black haired boy.

"How rude!" Grass-head crossed his arms and gave a dramatic huff. "I only flirt with pretty girls." He turned his back to her, still blocking the row. More people were piling on, obviously irritated because they couldn't get to their seats. "Which is why I haven't flirted with you." His mouth curved into a smirk as he added that with a hair flick.

That was it. I flinched as Bandana Girl burst with rage. She was hurting my ears with her screaming and I was surprised that a flight attendant hadn't said something yet.

"Why you little-" The girl paused for a second. "Wait- then how do you explain the roses?!"

"They were for your dazzling beautifly who is much more appealing than you."

"Screw you! You know, I oughtta-"

"Shut the hell up!" I yelled. More eyes stared at me as I continued. "You're disrupting everyone so just sit the fuck down!" My eyes narrowed. Usually I don't raise my voice, but this wasn't amusing anymore.

Grass-head stared at me in surprise before sitting down. I'm guessing Bandana Girl didn't have the guts to yell at him after my outburst. I sighed and leaned back in my seat, out of the corner of my eye I could see the girl with the azure hair. There were way too many ways I could describe her hair, I couldn't refer to that hair with just one word.

It was quiet for a few more minutes until two more slightly irritating people sat down in the seats behind my row and diagonal from mine. Two brunettes, one spiky haired boy and yet another girl with long hair. Much longer than that one girl's hair.

Although, the girl was quiet and wasn't as annoying as the boy. The one with spiky hair made several flirt attempts with her, but he was simply brushed off. He definitely looked like a player. I decided to eavesdrop on them too.

"So, want to go out with me?"

"No."

"What?! Why not?!"

"I don't know you."

"Well now you do."

"I don't even know your name."

"Gary. Gary Oak."

"I never said I wanted to know."

"Well, now you do know so tell me yours."

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No!"

Wow. I observed the two out of the corner of my eye. That spiky haired player was definitely persistent. Gary continued pestering her until finally I caught another name.

"Fine! My name is Leaf Green, now please leave me alone!"

Leaf Green. Now that was a pretty interesting name. I sat for a minute to think a bit about what surprise place Reggie was sending me too. It obviously had to be somewhere that was a popular tourist attraction for young people given the fact that I had so many teenagers sitting around me.

Several more minutes and yet the plane had still not taken off. It was getting a little more crowded now. The seats were filling up quickly but the seat behind me still remain vacant. Just as I was thinking about that, a raven haired boy with a red cap plopped down behind me.

He flashed me a friendly grin when he walked past to get behind me. Odd, I don't think anyone has ever given me a smile since I boarded. I turned my attention away from the blue haired girl across from me. She was still preoccupied with the boy next to her. It was a little irritating.

The number of passengers boarding died down and soon the final person boarded. She strode past me and sat right next to the raven haired boy in the seat behind me. Her hair was a fiery ginger color and was pulled into a side ponytail.

I could tell just by looking at her that she had a temper. Another sigh escaped my mouth, I wasn't in the mood to listen in. Although the next voice to speak was so loud and cheerful that I was taken back a bit.

"Hi there, my name is Ash Ketchum!" His voice rang out from behind my seat. It was so upbeat and coated with happiness and glee that it was almost sickening.

"I'm Misty. Nice to meet you." I heard the ginger's response. It wasn't as girly as I expected it to be.

Now that I had indirectly met most of the other teenagers around my seat I had lost interest. After about 15 more minutes of listening to my MP3 player an announcement stating that the plane was taking flight was made. I gave a very, very small smile. It was getting a little boring listening to the same songs over and over again.

The clouds were fluffy and bright, it was now the middle of the afternoon. It had been several hours since I first arrived and boarded the aircraft. The girl next to me, the blue haired one, had just finished talking to the irritating black haired boy.

Seems like she can't stand sitting in silence for very long because the girl turned to look at me. She almost caught me staring at her, the thought of that made me blush slightly. Not that it was visible in any way though.

"Hello!"

The girl gave me a soft smile. A smile that would've made my heart race. But, unfortunately I was not that kind of person. "Hi." I replied with a grunt. Anybody else would've frowned at me and turned away, but this girl was a bit different.

"My name is Dawn." She held her smile and spoke with what I thought was the most patient tone anyone, aside from Reggie, has ever had with me.

"Paul.." I grumbled in response. To be honest I would've replied with a tone that was a lot kinder but I guess it was just my nature to be rude. Dawn reached over the aisle with her hand extended to shake my hand. I raised an eyebrow before giving in with yet another sigh. My hand met hers with a friendly handshake.

Her hand was really soft and slim, nothing compared to Reggie's. That was probably the first time I've ever made physical contact with a living female. Usually I try my best to distance myself from girls who I deem irritating.

"So, what are you going to do when we reach Kalos?" She asked.

Alright, we just met and she was already prying. But I guess it wasn't an overly personal question. I decided to let it slide for now-but wait. Did she just say Kalos?

"Is that where we're going?" My voice seemed a bit agitated.

"Yes..." Dawn replied, obviously confused. Her eyebrows furrowed when she picked up on the very clear hint of irritation in my voice.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"No."

"Than why do you sound like you aren't interested in conversing with me?"

"Whatever."

I simply growled and turned my head back to face forward. My ears picked up on an exasperated sigh which spilled from her mouth. Dawn's head turned and she immediately started up yet another conversation with the boy with the scarf and red hat.

Soon enough I found myself glaring at that kid.

"Hey, what's up with you?" A voice with a hint of laughter disrupted my 'concentration'.

It was the grass-head. The boy in front of me, poked his head out from the side of the seat to look at me.

"Nothing." I snapped at him.

"Whoa, whoa, chill out, man!" He gave another care-free laugh. His emerald green eyes pierced mine straight back.

"The name's Drew. The Drew Hayden."

"And why would I care?" I growled at him, crossing my arms.

"Because you look like you don't have any friends. However! You're in luck, because I have decided to be your friend!" Drew announced with an arrogant tone. My eye twitched, this guy was getting on my nerves already.

"You know, Grass-head here doesn't have any friends himself because he's so cocky." Another voice erupted from the seat. Bandana Girl leaned over and just barely stuck her head out above Drew's to look at me.

"W-well! You're certainly right, Maple because the only friends I have are girlfriends!" He tried to boast about it but I simply narrowed my eyes and frowned.

She sighed and shook her head. The brunette turned her attention back to me. I noted her blue eyes that seemed to be sparkling and her hairstyle which looked a lot like two dog ears. Does she like arguing with that guy?

"May Maple. I'd shake your hand, but this large clump of grass is in the way."

What is up with people and hand shakes these days?

"Paul." I murmured.

"Last name?" Drew inquired.

"Why does it matter?" I snapped at him once more. My temper was showing these days which irritated me. I'm supposed to be the cool, chill, powerful trainer that hardly ever gets enraged. The looks on their faces were very strange and almost foreign to me. May snorted and looked fed up with my personality yet Drew looked oddly friendly for an 'arrogant grass-head'.

"Just askin', there are a lot of people named 'Paul' out there." He shrugged before smirking.

"Getting comfortable, March?" Drew had just noticed May leaned over him and resting her chin on his head. I could see her flush with embarrassment as she pulled back and sat back down in her seat.

"That never gets old." He laughed to me.

It had been about 6 hours since we took off. 6 hours of conversing with these passengers and staring blankly out the plane window. Although I haven't spoken to the boy with the spiky hair or the other brunette girl. They were pretty much off in their own little world. The boy would try and flirt with her a bit and she'd simply give him either an irritated or blunt answer. Meanwhile the raven haired boy with the cap was energetically chatting with the red-head.

Suddenly a loud announcement was made.

"We are currently having technical difficulties, please stay seated and await further instructions."

That definitely did not sound good. Soon enough, murmurs erupted from the passengers in my area. Dawn quickly wrapped up her conversation with that one boy next to her and looked around. I noticed how her fists clenched around the arm rests of the seat. She turned and looked at me with what I could see was a terrified look on her face.

This could only mean one thing.

The announcement was turned on again.

"Please brace for impact."

So this concludes chapter 1 of my fanfic!

I hope you enjoyed it!

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