Hey y'all! Kaytie here. The OC's from my good Veronica, it ain't mine. I don't own Pokémon too. Set in the US. Okay, on with the story! Enjoy~

Chapter 1: The Next Big Thing

Gary's POV

Hi there! This is Gary. Supermodel, Actor, Singer and the crush of more than thousands of girls across the country. I've been in the business ever since I was 11, now I'm the richest 18-year old in the world! Well, that WAS me, until my manager told me I was losing to some guy called Ash Ketchum. Even Misty dumped me because of him. Great. So my manager told me that the only way I was going to regain my title was to hold a few concerts down south, to raise more popularity down there. On my way out of my private jet, I was welcomed by fangirls. I smiled. It was good to be like this. I finally got out of the crowd. But, suddenly, they chased me. Not knowing where to go, I hid in an old diner nearby. I was greeted by a pretty blue-haired waitress, sweeping the floor.

"Hey cutie. What's your name?" I flirted. But she just walked away and ignored me like I was some piece of trash. No one ignores Gary Oak and gets away with it. I walked over to her as she finished sweeping. She placed her broom in a broom closet. She looked at me snobbily and opened her mouth to speak.

"What do you want?" Her voice was gentle, but had a hint of toughness in it.

"I want you to answer my question." I replied.

"Hey, I'm going now. See you guys again tomorrow!" She said as she hung her apron on a rack. Then she turned to me. "My name's Dawn. Come with me." I followed her as she stepped out the door. She looked both ways before dragging me outside. "Now tell me, what do you want?"

"Why do you act as if I hurt you before? I've never even met you."

"Because I despise you. You and each and every one of your fangirls."

"Really? Are you sure it's not jealousy?"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me."

"Why you stuck-up superstar. You're all the same." Dawn said, walking away from me. I followed her.

"Hey wait! Dawn! What did you mean by 'you're all the same'?"

"Nothing. Don't mind what I said." She ran, even faster, and so, I gave up running.

"Finally, I found you." It was my manager, looking all beat up.

"What happened to you? Why do you look like-"

"There's not much time. We have to get you to the studio. Then you'll have a concert tomorrow." Oh great. A concert in less than a week. Senselessly, I followed my manager, wondering if I would ever see Dawn again.

Dawn's POV

-sighs- Gary is one hell of a stuck-up celebrity. But Ash is even more. Ash left to live a glamorous, worry-free life. Without me. Oh if only he knew. Anyways, escaping from Gary, I found myself in an empty wasteland. I mean seriously empty. There's thousands of these wastelands down here, I wouldn't be surprised. So turning back at the direction where I left Gary, I headed straight until I got home. My home is a mansion with stain-glass windows and a grassy front yard. I'm not really famous or anything, but I am rich. My mom is a fashion designer, the best fashion designer in Paris! My father, well…I don't really know much about him. He left when I was 3. But never mind that. I have a brother Len. He's adopted, but don't tell him that. So anyways, I walk in through the front door only to be greeted by my wonderful hell of a brother, drunk.

"Len! Hey! Wake up!" I know that he's awake, but still.

"Huh? Come on sis! It's still 2 am." He replies, but still drunk.

"2 am? What do you mean 2 am? It's 6 in the evening! Now get up!"

"6? Oh, it's time for dinner!" He finally gets back to his before-drunk state. He runs to the kitchen and starts cooking pasta. After a few minutes, the pasta's done and we eat together in front of the TV. We started flipping through channels when we came across a replay of the concert Ash had in New York. My brother, knowing what happened between us, turned off the TV. So we eat in silence. Afterwards, he cleans the dishes, and begins drinking…again. I just bid him good night and run upstairs to my bedroom.