"...And I can't think of a better time to ask this of the woman I most love." Touko's boyfriend Natural Harmonia, more commonly called N, finished.

She gasped. Was this what she thought it was? "Touko White, will you marry me?" N asked, getting down on one knee, and pulling out a ring.

"Yes, N!" Touko exclaimed, bursting into tears.

But through all her tears, Touko could not see the silent, glowering figure of her best friend Cheren sulking in the corner...

Chapter 1: Shauntal (Issues and bitches)

Hi. I'm Shauntal Shikimi. I'm a member of the Elite four. I bet you've heard about us, but don't know that much about our lives. Well, there's a lot of clowning around since we don't get many challengers, but then there are my four companions. There's Marshal, probably my best friend. There's eighteen-year-old bitchy Caitlin who will probably be a hooker as a second job, Alder the champion, a man with a temper at fiery as his red hair, and Grimsley. I guess, to be fair, I've been in love with him for, like ever. He has dark black-blue hair, and light, clear blue eyes. Unfortunately, he's dating Caitlin, and I can hear them in bed together every night. I still don't get why he dates someone three years younger than him though. So what if she has waist long blond hair, and deep blue eyes? So what if she's stick thin, and could be a super-model? Okay, maybe I'm a little jealous. I mean, there's her, and then there's me. I have to say that I really don't think I amount to much. I have short purple hair that is cut into a bob at my chin, large dark purple eyes that I cover with dorky Harry-Potter style glasses, and am rather short. I guess I can see why he dates her, but she's a complete bitch. Well, sorry about my ranting, I should probably just start the story now.

I am in my room, working on my newest romance novel, my being a major bookworm and all, when the tall, model-like figure of Caitlin bursts open my door.

She calls panting, "There was a challenger, but don't worry. We defeated him before he could get here. Funny how you claim you're the strongest, but you don't actually do any work. Well, I gotta go now. Can't be late for my date with Grimsley. Toodles! Oh, and Shauntal, if you ever want, I have an old one that I out grew, but it would probably fit you if you want it."

"What are you offering me?" I inquire suspiciously.

"A push-up bra. You know, Shauntal, you really could be pretty if you put some effort into it." she says before continuing, "And I really would appreciate if you and Marshal would close the place up early and stay out of Grimsley's room tonight. We're going to be... watching a movie."

"You're not fooling anyone. We can all hear you two. And I would be carful about how much time you spend in bed with him." I tell her, with a big fake smile.

Her eyes narrow, and she hisses, "Are you calling me a slut?"

"Well, you're not exactly frigid if you know what I mean." I retaliate.

"And you're still a virgin at twenty-one. Wonder how that happened?" Caitlin simpers, just as obnoxious as ever.

"'Least I don't have a reputation." I say in a sing-songy voice.

"Well, I've gotta go, and by the way, you don't do a good job of hiding the fact that you're in love with my boyfriend. You act like a love sick school girl." say barks before dashing out.

I grimace at the spot she used to stand, and muttered under my breath, "And stay out."

Bitch.

She thinks she's so great just because she's dating a dashing, dark haired, charming gentle man? Okay. Maybe I do have issues.