Disclaimer: Don't own Pokemon. Nor the characters.

Authors note: February 19, 2009: So, I'm writing this off of a whim, simply because I had a random idea that will probably disappear at some point during writing this. I cannot say for sure though, maybe it will stay. Who knows? Anyways, yeah yeah, I know I should be updating the chapters to my other stories, but I'm still having writers block for those stories. Anyways, on with it I suppose. Not sure if this is going to be a one shot or a short story. Well see.

I decided it would be a story. Not sure how long thought. :P

This is a Pokemon fic. This is a high school fic. There may or may not be any Pokemon in the story. I haven't decided yet. This fic is set in modern time (like 2009). And it will be set in some random place that isn't in the games or the show, or the movies. Because, I can. Also, they're all in their mid-late teens. Jessy and James are teachers. Yay.

Pairings: I'll surprise ya! Bwhahaha. :]

Rating: Mature [Violence, nudity, sexual activity, language, the works]

The Wall - Chapter one

Bright orange hair blew in many directions, swirling about in the gusts of wind. Trying not to drop her books, she tried to tame her hair, but the hair band she was holding got whisked away in the air. She couldn't multi-task very well. Her figure was thin, barely an hour glass shape. Her torso was long, as were her legs and arms. She was taller than the average woman who attended her school. Her skin well tanned, she wore a yellow t-shirt that tied off at the left side, showing just a bit of her belly. Long black cargo pants at her waist, a black belt holding them there, she wore black sneakers with a thin red line on the sides. She stood nearly at 5'8", indeed tall. She motioned for one of her friends to help her.

"Jeez, Misty, can't you handle a little wind?" Asked a shorter girl, with bouncy brown hair tied back into pigtails. She whore a blue and white vinyl jacket with a white tank top underneath, a black lace bra could be seen at the neckline of the shirt. She had blue skinny jeans on and blue high top converses. Her outfit hugged her figure, revealing a perfect hour glass shape. Upon her head, she wore a red baseball cap that looked strange with her nearly all blue outfit. She had black fingerless gloves on as well. Her eyes were a deep shade of blue, that held a caring look at her friend that was struggling before her. She smiled and helped her out. She stood at 5'4".

"I'm just having a bad day to start." Misty replied, her Geometry book slipped and found it's way to the ground, her notes spilling out. Instantly they were swept away with the wind. She groaned. Her Aqua-green eyes held frustration as she watched them dance away from her. "See, what did I tell you? Bad day!"

The girl watched them fly away. She frowned at her friend, taking a few books from her. "Where's your backpack and how many books are there?!"

"Relax May, there's only nine books. And I was in such a rush I forgot my backpack, along with student I.D., and my everything that was in it." Misty relaxed a little as the load lightened.

"NINE?! Holy crap!" May shouted in astonishment.

Misty nodded and picked up her Geometry book and what was left of her notes. "Great, now I gotta redo these." Her frown deepened.

Moments later they pressed onwards after gathering what they could of the notes. In the end May was carrying most of the books plus her own backpack and her own books. Misty's mood seemed to have gotten better with the walk. Soon they started to approach their high school; Hokidao High and College. Here a lot of courses were taken. Considering it was split into a high school and a college, there were bound many students. But to say the very least, it was too crowded, contrary to what people would believe. Students from all ages filed their ways into the school building.

The bell had rung, as the two of them reared around the corner. And someone had crashed into both of them, from the back, they stumbled forward, catching the books as they started to fall. They straightened themselves and then turned around to see who the crashee was. Low and behold before their very eyes, it was the ever so popular Ash Ketchum and his friend Drew Eiki, sitting on the ground gathering their things. Ash's black hair came to the middle of his neck, his chocolate brown eyes scanned the area for his items, picking each and everyone of them up quickly. He wore a black t-shirt and a white over shirt, blue dirty holed jeans, white sneakers and black fingerless gloves. His and Drew's papers were taken away with the wind, just like what happened to Misty. Drew's green hair stuck out like a sore thumb, his blue eyes did the same as Ash's. He wore a obnoxious purple shirt with black khaki shorts and black sneakers. In just moments they were both on their feet and on their way, completely forgetting they had bumped into May and Misty.

"Well that was a little rude, don't you think, May?" Misty asked her lovestruck friend, who was starring intently at the back of Drew's head. She simply nodded. "We might as well go too."

Misty was quite used to being late to school, so she kept at her pace as other students, high school kids and college kids alike ran past them. Some even greeted the two as they ran. Misty and May would call after them and cheer them on. They giggled. They were sort of like rebels, or so they thought. The teachers thought otherwise.

Misty's eyes skimmed over the empty parking lot. Vehicles rested there, the rest of the students were gone. Only the two of them remained. "Hm." She checked the watch on her wrist for the time. "Well, fifteen minutes have already passed by, wanna skip class?" She suggested.

May shook her head 'no'. "Sorry, hun, I can't! I know I have a test in my current class."

"That sucks, sweetie. Hope ya do well." She offered.

The two of them entered the school, they went to Misty's locker first and dumped her books inside. "Well, I'll catch ya during lunch then. I'm gonna go chill on top of the roof, till class ends." May nodded and darted towards her classroom. Misty sighed and walked the long silent hallways, in boredom. She approached the east wing of the high school building's staircase. She strolled up three flights of stairs and pushed the roof door open. Her eyes laid upon someone laying a few feet away from the door.

"You do realize classes have started, don't you?" She said to the resting person. As she approached, she recognized who it was. Brock, a child hood friend. As she stood over him, she watched him sleep for a moment. Then kicked him in the side. "Get up fat ass."

"Ah!" He rolled over, grabbing side. A little shocked to have been found and to be kicked.

"Good you're awake."

"What the hell?!" He rolled back over, the voice sounded too familiar. When he looked up. He saw aqua-green eyes peering down at him. And ravishing orange hair, caught eye as well. Only one person here has that color hair... "Misty?"

"Get off my roof." She retorted.

He stood up, to get a better look at her. He stood a few feet taller than her. His skin was a dark color. He had shaggy brown hair, brown eyes, and a coy grin. He looked down at her for a long period of time. His orange shirt was covered by a green vest, he wore brown khaki pants and brown sneakers. A few moments passed as Misty narrowed her eyes at him.

Suddenly his big strong arms wrapped around her, hugging her. "It's been too long, Misty."

Misty smiled lightly, her heart softening up. She returned the hug. "It has, Brock."

A couple of moments passed by as they stood like that. Misty was the first to release him. He did as well.

"You do realize the college building is over there." Misty pointed to an enormous white building, clearly it looked to be in better condition than the high school.

Brock waved his hand at her. "Yes, yes. I know where it is. But this roof has a better view." His brown eyes looked at the scenery and Misty nodded.

"Shouldn't you be in school, little lady?" He questioned, turning his gaze back to her.

"Perhaps." She stated and then let herself drop to the ground.

"How come you're not?"

"I didn't feel like getting another tardy slip. Might as well skip first period, if I'm just gonna end up in detention anyways." Her voice held some sadness.

"Ever consider getting to school early?"

"And be like everyone else? No." Misty retorted, frowning. She held her legs to her chest, now.

"Oh. Um.. "

"What brings you back to this worthless city?" Her attitude changed suddenly, she was the one asking the questions now, because hesitated.

"Stuff." He sat down with her.

"Girls? School? Money? Did you get caught raping someone and had to flee the scene and city?" Misty grinned and poked at him.

He looked shocked that she had asked that. "No, I didn't rape anyone. Not a girl, girls. Eh, school is expendable. Money, eh, my last job fired me. And I couldn't pay the rent on the apartment. Plus, one of my little sisters is having a baby soon."

"Oh which one?" Misty perked up, eager to know.

"Leslie. She told me her boyfriend got her pregnant and then dumped her." Anger in his voice, upon mentioning Leslie's ex-boyfriend.

"Oh, yes, Leslie. I thought you were talking about Anette. Yeah, I decked that guy in the face when I saw him the other day. Didn't even give him a reason." Misty chuckled.

"What?! Anette is pregnant?!" Brock asked in a brotherly outrage.

"What? Who said that?" Misty tried playing it off.

"You did."

"No I didn't." She grinned, winning.

"Did too."

"No, if you look at what I had just said up there, you'll see I didn't say she was pregnant." Misty did the V symbol with her fingers, victory.

"Bah! You set me up for that one!" She pointed at her accusingly.

"Heheheh." She chuckled.

Misty turned her head towards the door, she heard someone approaching and shouting in a hysteric voice. Misty and Brock gulped.

-To be continued-

Author's note: I'm trying something a little out of my style to see how it goes. Yeah, I realize it's short, deal with it. If you want more, leave reviews! :D Ciao.

Sincerely,

wolf-girl87

The Wall was written to Pokemon fans and wolf-girl87 fans. R&R!