Ash's POV

Wanna know one thing I hate? School. I wonder why that thing ever exists anyways. All you do there is listening to the teacher babbling on and on about something so boring you could fall asleep. But the only good thing about school is that you get to meet your buds. And you're allowed to bring your Pokémon to school, in one condition. You only bring one, and that has to be your partner Pokémon. I'm totally cool with that.

Anyways, I'm late. School started 45 minutes ago, and I'm barely halfway there. My house is more than 3 blocks away, and I'm not that much of a runner. OK, fine. I MAY be the fastest in class, but seriously, I can't even get to school on time.

When I finally arrived in Science Class, I saw a new girl. She had gorgeous midnight blue hair, crystal clear, sparkling blue eyes and a smile that will totally make your heart melt. Suddenly, Professor Rowan, the strictest professor at school, interrupted my thoughts. "Mr. Ketchum, can you explain why you're late?" He asked sternly.

I searched for an excuse. I heard a couple ooh's and aah's from the girls. I just hate it when you're one of the popular kids. "I didn't have a ride," I finally answered.

This was technically true, and to proof it, I was sweating all over. From the corner of my eye, I see the new girl watching this whole commotion with curiosity.

"And why didn't you have a ride?" Seriously. This guy is making this whole "make-an-excuse" process a lot harder.

"My mom left the house really early to get to work, 'cause she had something important to do," I lied.

Figures he didn't buy it. "I will see you in detention."

Dawn's POV

Wow. That was totally bizarre. I'm new here, and I already got to see a drama. Well, it wasn't that much of a drama. But there's that to not down.

Class: Science

Teacher: Professor Rowan

Notes on teacher: Very Strict. Don't want to be late.

Reasons for notes: He'll send you to detention.

I noticed the boy who was called "Mr. Ketchum" peering at my notes on Professor Rowan. I quickly closed my notebook and start to scribble in my science notebook instead.

"Now we will be having a Pokémon's battle attacks as a topic next lesson, so I expect you to bring your partner Pokémon next time we meet. That is all," Prof. Rowan briefly concluded, just as the bell rang. I quickly walked out of the class, when I bumped into a brunette.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" I apologized.

The brunette just giggled. "That's alright. But better watch out where you're going next time!" she warned, her eyes twinkling. "I'm May."

I shook her hand. "Dawn. Hey, haven't I seen you somewhere?" I asked. I think I've seen her. Definitely. But where?

She shook her head. "No, I don't think so."

Suddenly, it hit me. "You're a coordinator, aren't you? I think I've read an article about you in a trainer magazine! You're the one they call "The Hoenn Princess", or something like that right?"

She looked surprised, but quickly blushed slightly. "Yeah. Then you must be a coordinator as well."

"Yeah," I said, though I wasn't really looking at her. I was looking at "Mr. Ketchum" pass by. May noticed this.

"I see you're interested in Ash," she said slyly. I blushed.

"He's in your science class, huh?" She asked, looking at my schedule, which I was holding in my hand. Getting redder.

"Seems to me he likes you too," she said, watching "Mr. Ketchum" or Ash turn around and look at me. Now I was red.

"Don't worry, your secret's safe with me," she winked. I sighed. "Let's go. I wanna introduce you to my friends."