1Author's Note: After all what's my favorite shipping? Pokeshipping! I DO NOT OWN POKEMON!!

Ash: Another one?

Me: Ash Ketchum, hush and get used to it.

Ash: Well!

Me: () Oh you know I love you! Enjoy the story!

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Ash Ketchum was the pokemon expert in school. He knew almost everything about pokemon. Pokemon Studies was his best and favorite subject. He also had lots of friends, and a good character. He was living the life. He was talking to his friends Brock, May, and Dawn when the professor asked for him. "What's up?", he asked.

Professor Oak frowned, "Um... I'm not quite sure how to say this...".

"What", asked Ash, getting worried.

"I need you to tutor someone", the Professor said, " But she is-".

Ash interrupted with his over-confidence, "No problem!". He smiled, "This is my best subject".

"Sadly, Ash", the Professor said, "All the tutors quit on her. And they were like you. But if your sure, promise me you won't quit.".

"Sure", Ash said to Professor Oak, regretting acting fast.

Professor Oak sighed, "Now the hard part...".

"What?", Ash said, getting more worried.

"The person you are tutoring", he paused, "Is Miss Waterlily"

Ash now totally regretted doing this. Misty Waterlily (made-up name) was the toughest girl in school. She didn't hang out with anyone and grades were in no importance to her. "Uhhh... Sure. I'll tutor Misty", Ash said. Professor Oak thanked him and went in the class to settle everyone down. Ash stood there for a few minutes. He started to hit himself as he entered the class.

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Professor Oak had an announcement at the end of class. "Listen up everybody! Quiet down! Hey-hey stop that Casey. Everybody!". The class quieted down and listened to the Professor. "Some of you will be getting tutors. Only those who really need help in this class. Please, those who I talked to earlier today please stay. The rest of you are excused".

Misty sighed, this morning the Professor was telling her how she needed to be nice to her fifth or sixth tutor. And how she didn't pay attention and- blah, blah, blah. Misty rolled her eyes. Most of the students left.

Professor Oak shut the door and said, "Well tutors, please go to the students I assigned you to".

Misty watched for her tutor. Then Ash Ketchum appeared at her desk. "Can I help you?", Misty asked, looking at Ash with a hard stare.

Ash sighed, "No. I'm your tutor".

Misty lowly moaned. Ash Ketchum was the smartest boy in the class. Last time he tutored a girl Jessica and she went from B- to A+ in one test. Misty knew Professor Oak probably told Ash to not give-up so Misty would probably have to suck it up and know everything.

"Okay", said Misty.

"Okay", said Ash.

They both looked at each other and knew they weren't going to get along.

"So", said Misty, "Who's going to who's?". She said this in a tone that clearly stated to Ash , "Quit now".

Ash cleared his throat, "I'll talk it over with my parents".

"Whatever", Misty said. She swung her backpack over her shoulder and left.

Professor was watching them. "Are you sure about this?", he asked.

Ash forced on a smile, "Sure Professor, no problem". Ash then left.

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Misty:(to Ash) Tutored by you? Oh no

Ash: (--) grrrrrr

Me: Okay review!