Property of May Maple.
You Touch You Die
An Original Fanfiction by: Ally

Okay, so this is an AU fic. It's May's Diary. OHH BEWARE!!! I'm telling you guys right now. THIS FIC WILL NOT BE UPDATED REGULARLY! Well, none of my fics are, but you can definitely expect this one to be at the bottom of my agenda. To tell you the truth, I believe I started this in September, and while cleaning out my hard drive I found it. So, I added some stuff and edited it a little, and WAH LA! Here it is the first chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or any of its characters.

Property of May Maple.
You Touch You Die.

I hate, capital on the HATE, first days of school. Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure I know everybody from previous years. But, still. The butterflies, the new teachers, I just hate the ritual.

I just hate rituals. I hate a lot of things, and let me tell you rituals are at the tippity top. Like this:

List of Things I Hate:
- Rituals
- Crappy cartoons that little kids watch. (i.e. my annoying to the max, brother Max.)
- Cliché romances. (Yeah, I'm not a "Notebook" person.)
- October.

Yeah, rather short list but let me tell you, it will get longer.

So. Oh, I forgot, I also hate awkward silences. Worst. Thing. EVER! It was like they were invented to ruin my life. Seriously, I was talking to my friend Ash the other day, and then we got unusually silent. I was like "O-M- to the freakin G! Why are we having an awkward silence?!?!?!"

I was talking to my friend Dawn about it and she said that, "I was overreacting and I need a hobby." Well, hobby has been made. Hello journal, and everything I will write in it.

So, anyways, back to topic, wait, did I even have a topic?!

Well, that was a waste of twelve words. Wow! Obviously I have no life considering, I just counted words.

I'm hopeless.

Not just hopeless, a loser in general.

But that's me! (:

Yeah, I used an emoticon got a problem with that? I mean, it is my journal after all. So what did happen today?

I IMed Dawn, asking her about the importance of dish washer detergent, I called Ash asking him what the history homework was, and my parents surprised me with a trip to Tahiti!

Okay, so I was kidding about the last part, but whatever.

If they did, I would be one happy person! :D

I guess I should talk about school now, who I like, all that clichéd to the max stuff. Nah. I guess I'll just skip to the most eventful part of my day, considering this journal can't read. Unless you're my brother in disguise, but I doubt it, because by now he would've given up and muttered something about my horrible grip of a pen.

Since it was the first day of school, we got our schedulez and apparently I have History and Theatre with Ash, Spanish and Gym with Dawn (have I mentioned I hate gym, oh well 'nother thing to add to the list.), English and Science with Drew, and worst of all, I have Math and Health and Study Hall AND Theatre with who else but Harley. He's like this gay guy that stalks me, nonetheless is in four of my classes.

Does god like to punish me? I mean what did I ever do wrong?! Okay, sure I pulled a couple pranks on Max, but he wasn't harmed in any way, shape or form! Well, he was in a cast for two weeks, but that's beside the point!

Shanywayz, (dear, do I love making up words. I once spent a whole day doing that. Dawn was right to say I needed a hobby.) today in theatre, we were doing this trust exercise and HARLEY was my partner. Words can't even describe the hatred that I feel towards that guy, or girl. Whoever the persons gender is, but I swear he dropped me on purpose! When Ash heard I fell, he dropped Misty (Who was his partner.) to come help me. I felt special. ;D

To bad Misty got a concussion.

SORRY MIST! I STILL LOVE YOU! :3

Dawn basically knocked me over in gym. I don't know how she can do gymnastics and have NO COORDINATION WHATSOEVER! I mean seriously, we were playing basketball (which I am a freakin' genius might I add. ((Not to brag or anything.))) and I was about to take a basket, and Dawn comes running along, falls, slides across the floor, and smashes her head into my shin.

Me + People = Accidents that might never heal.

Yeah, she had to get 12 stitches because she cut her head on my ankle bracelet. Dawns not so good at balance, or have I said that already?

Now I am repeating myself. Maybe being crazy has its perks!

Adios, I'm going beddy bye.

Night,

May.

So that shwas the first chapter. Tell me if you would like me to continue in a review. Cuz ya'll know how much I like them. :D