So here's the thing, I got the idea for the $2400 car and the bet from this TV series called Drake and Josh, you guys probably know.

I'm also trying to get these characters' personalities to be as canon as possible.

Disclaimer: I own nothing here but the plot.

Previously on Trophy (Chapter 1):

"I bet that you can't get yourself a girlfriend before the seniors' dance," Gary taunted. Ash shook his head and smirked.

"I bet I can. If I get myself a girlfriend and a date, what's in it for me?" Ash asked.

"Two thousand, five hundred bucks," Gary simply said. Ash was taken aback a bit by what the he said. The car he wanted was $2,400. Winning the bet would mean earning enough money to spend for his own car since his mother wouldn't let him borrow her money.

"Abusing your grandpa's credit card again?" Ash asked as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

"Hey, at least I know how to make use of my money," Gary responded casually.

"Okay fine, I accept. If I lose thenI owe you two thousand, five hundred dollars," Ash challenged.

"It's a bet then," Gary replied, holding out his hand for Ash to shake as they had done countless of times. Ash shook his hand and thought to himself,"Better search for a girlfriend now."

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TROPHY
Chapter 2

"Are you really that slow that you kept us waiting for like fifteen minutes to get your ass down here?" Drew asked impatiently.

"Sorry. I talked to Gary after class," Ash explained, taking a seat on his usual spot. In front of him was the really huge cafeteria window giving him a nice view of the garden outside.

"What did you two bet on this time?" Paul asked, not interested actually. His friends had gotten used to Ash making bets with Gary that it seemed ordinary for them.

"Why do you always assume that I'm making bets with Gary? What if we were just catching up or something?" Ash replied, rolling his eyes at them.

"Please, we know you too well to not make bets with Gary," Drew said, "And besides, you hate Gary too much to be catching up with him." To this, Paul nodded in assent.

"Okay, fine. I made a bet with Gary," Ash admitted, sighing in defeat.

"What's it about?" Drew asked excitedly.

"Arceus, you act like a girl more than Dawn does!" Ash told his friend, raising his eyebrow at him. Drew just gave him the "does-it-look-like-I-care" look while Paul glared at Ash.

"You guys are impossible," Paul scoffed, rolling his eyes and resumed to eating his crackers.

"Says the seemingly tough guy who eats crackers," Ash chuckled.

"Whatever," Paul said, biting down on one of his crackers.

"What's the bet about, Ashy-boy? Don't leave me hanging here! Jeez," Drew reminded his cousin.

"I made a bet with Gary that I can get myself a girlfriend before the Seniors' Dance. If I do then he owes me two thousand, five hundred dollars and if I don't, I owe him that money," Ash explained as if it was the most normal bet in the world. Drew and Paul were in silence for a while.

Drew gave him a look of disgust in return.

"What's with the look, Drew?" Ash wondered.

"You just made a bet with the richest kid in school for a girl! Ash you have to realize that you can't practically buy yourself a girlfriend. What are you going to do then?" Drew said, clearly irritated with Ash.

"It's simple. I'll make a girl fall in love with me which seems pretty easy and have her go to the dance with me and then break up with her after. I don't want to pay Gary, you know," Ash nonchalantly said, playing with his cheeseburger.

"You're making a huge mistake, Ketchum," Paul said, shaking his head and biting down on his crackers again.

"Paul's right," Drew replied.

"I'm always right," Paul reminded him. Drew just rolled his eyes and continued scolding his cousin.

"Ash, when will you learn that girls aren't just prizes you win from bets? I know I'm a flirt but I would NEVER bet on a girl. That's completely a jerky thing to do!" Drew almost shouted causing some of the students to look at him.

"Mind your own business! We're planning a game strategy here!" Drew yelled at the students who just shrugged and went back to their business.

"I don't see anything wrong with it," Ash said.

"Nothing wrong? What would you do if the girl finds out? What do you think she'll think of you? Ash, you're making a HUGE mistake!" Drew scolded his friend.

"This is my life, Hayden! So I suggest that you just leave me to my business!" Ash retorted irritably at his friend. To Ash, Drew seemed pointless what with all the things he just said. But to Drew and Paul, Ash was being a jerk. It seemed like he saw girls as toys he could play with.

Drew was about to shout again at Ash when Paul stopped him. "Let the kid go. He'll learn his lesson soon."

Drew glared at Ash but sat back down on his seat.

"If you would excuse me, I have to go find myself a date," Ash said, finishing the last of his burger and walking out of the cafeteria.

-xoOox-

"So girls, have you decided on who your partners are for the Seniors' dance?" Dawn excitedly asked.

"You seem excited about it. Everyone's been talking nonstop about it since Sir Volkner announced it," Misty replied to her blunette friend. Misty didn't like school dances. In fact, she didn't stay long during their Junior Prom the previous year for two reason: she didn't have a date and she didn't like noisy places.

"I don't have a boyfriend and no one's asked me to go there yet. It's not like I expect anyone to ask me out anyway," May shrugged.

"You guys are such killjoys," Dawn groaned, taking a seat next to Misty.

"It's not our fault that you have the easy life. You're dating Mr. MVP-last-year. People don't even darebully you since they're all sick little cowards who are afraid of your boyfriend," May replied, taking a sip of her juice.

It's true. Ever since Paul asked Dawn out (yeah believe it or not), the bullies didn't dare lay a hand on Dawn. Paul, among his friends, was the most silent but aggressive one of the group. He had lots of adoring fans but nobody dared to feel his wrath.

"I didn't ask him out. He did. And besides, May, I know for a fact that Drew likes you. He likes you like a lot. You'd be stupid if you didn't notice it," Dawn pointed out. May blushed for a few seconds but shook it off.

"Then call me stupid because I don't notice his so-called crushon me. Besides, I don't like him. He's a flirt," May said indignantly though a part of her was screaming.

"You like Drew. I know that. Weknow that," Dawn said pointing towards her and Misty and continued, "Stop denying it."

"How about you, Misty? Has anyone asked you out?" May asked the brunette, changing the topic.

"Do you actually think anyone would want to ask meout? Apparently, all the boys here are too chicken to face me and my mallet," Misty replied.

"Come on, Misty. Don't think too like that. I'm sure there are boys out there who would be happy to have you as a date!" Dawn stated, encouraging her friend.

"Yeah right," Misty muttered to herself.

"Come on, Misty. It's high-time you fix yourself and act like a girl! We'll even help you pick out your dress, do your make up and all those things you're supposed to know how to do but don't want to do!" Dawn encouraged while May, who was now eating a cheeseburger, nodded.

"Puh-lease, I'd rather get zapped right in the face than do any of those," Misty said with a quick roll of her eyes.

Dawn thought for a moment before coming to a quite random conclusion. "You're wishing that Ashwould ask you out to the dance, aren't you?" Dawn asked teasingly, smirking at her friend. Paul was rubbing off on her.

"No, who the heck told you that?" Misty denied quickly.

"It's pretty obvious, Misty, even Lance couldn't deny it," Dawn said. Lance was their classmate in gym class whom everyone knew as the densest person on earth. Well, at least, the densest person in school.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Misty quickly said as she turned the same color as her hair.

"Please, you're always there in his games. You're like the one who cheers the loudest among all of us. Heck, if only you knew how to do cheerleader stunts, you'd beat the living hell out of Melody when it comes to cheering!" Dawn said in a really funny voice that made her friends laugh.

"I hear Ash doesn't have a partner to the dance yet. All you have to do is be close with him and make him like you," May told her friend as if it was the simplest thing in the world.

"I already told you that I don't have a thing for him!" Misty retorted, "And besides, why would he even want to go with me? I'm like at the bottom of the food chain… not that I care of anything." It seemed so cliché. She's watched in movies that the popular guys usually ended up with the regular girls but it seemed impossible to her for that to happen.

"Misty, you should learn how to be optimistic," May said.

"Says the one who got completely paranoid after she accidentally threw her shoe on Mr. Drew-freaking-Hayden," Misty scoffed playfully.

"Take that back!" May shouted at her friend.

"Exactly my point," Misty said in a bored way as she took a sip of the canned juice.

"But seriously, Misty, compared to Melody, you have a bigger chance with Ash. You're not obnoxious, you're not anorexic and you're definitely not made of pure bones," Dawn stated.

"So you're saying that I have a bigger chance with Ash than Melody because I'm fatter than her?" Misty asked, a bit enraged.

"No, no, no! That's not what I meant! You're not fat but you definitely aren't someone who looks as if she hasn't eaten since birth! You're way prettier than Melody and you know it," Dawn encouraged.

Misty had always appreciated the fact that her friends never made her feel so low. They knew how low Melody treated her and she hated the fact that some students in their school actually listened to Melody.

Truth be told, Misty really was a beautiful teenager. She had bluish-green eyes that seemed to reflect the ocean. Her red hair, if not in its usual ponytail, flowed gracefully down her back. Her milky skin gave more emphasis on her features. She was beautiful, her friends had always told her but she always felt that she wasn't. Living with three beautiful sisters certainly took its toll on her and made her feel very conscious towards her appearance.

"Look, I appreciate you guys making me feel good all the time but I've got no chance. Besides, it's not like I actually expect to have a date for this dance. You know, just like all the other school danced and Prom," Misty told her friends acting as if what she said didn't affect her.

"I wish she wasn't so stubborn," Dawn sighed, looking at May with a sad smile.

-xoOox-

Down at the gymnasium, sneakers squeaked on the floor, basketballs bounced, sweat dripped down and the coach was shouting. One last three-point shot was all it took before the coach blew hard on his whistle signalling the break.

"Ketchum, that was one mean three-pointer!" A guy with white hair, not an old man's hair, Brendan, shouted towards Ash who gave a thumbs up, too breathless to shout back. He'd been running around the court for the rest of basketball practice.

"With our great defense and offense skills and Ash's three-pointers, we are definitely sure to win the championship game this March!" Kenny exclaimed, draping a towel over his sweaty neck.

Paul, who was currently drinking from his water bottle, suddenly cringed at Kenny's excited voice. Kenny was Dawn's childhood friend who was extremely close to Dawn which was why Paul didn't seem too fond of him.

"So Ash," Drew said in a hushed voice, audible enough for only Ash to hear, "Have you decided on who your betgirl is?"

"Not yet. Why do you care so much about that?" Ash wondered. He was currently dabbing his face with a towel as it was dripping in sweat.

"I'm telling you, this is a bad idea," Drew warned his friend. Seeing that Ash was about to say something, he continued, "But it's your life and I shouldn't care about it." Ash nodded approvingly.

"Hey Ketchum!" Gary called out from the other end of the gymnasium. Drew muttered something under his breath but Ash only understood something that rhymed with 'rubberducking jackass'. Ash jogged towards his 'friend'.

"What's up, Oak?" Ash asked.

"Have you thought about the bet? Is there any girl on your mind now?" Gary asked, glancing at his teammates to see if they were about to practice again.

"I have a couple of choices but I never thought about it deeply," Ash shrugged.

"Oh, well, time's ticking, Ash. You have about 45 days to figure it all out," Gary said. He patted Ash on the shoulder before walking away seeing that the coach called them again.

"I am notwasting my $2500 on a stupid bet so I better win this one," Ash muttered to himself before jogging back to the court.

-xoOox-

It was dinner time when Ash got home from school. He had showered at school before going home so his hair was still wet. He placed his bag down on the living room floor and went towards the dining room where his 42-year old mother was preparing the table.

"Hey Mom, you're early today," Ash greeted taking a seat on his usual spot in the dining room.

"I'm not early. You're late. Ash, it's seven-thirty in the evening. What took you so long?" Delia asked her son as she placed the food on the table and taking a seat.

"I guess I forgot to tell you. We'll be having basketball practice until six-thirty in the evening every Monday, Wednesday and Friday since championships are nearing," Ash explained, filling his plate with food.

"That's a really dangerous time, Ash. Walking around on your own at night-"

"I'm a man. I'm pretty sure there aren't girls out there to rape me," Ash cut off. His mother just shook her head.

"I mean, there are dangerous people out there. Gangs, criminals and other people, why don't you ride with Drew going home instead of commuting home?" Delia asked.

"I ride with Drew every morning. I think it would be too much if he had to bring me here as well," Ash told his mother.

"I'm just saying that it's dangerous. You shouldn't be walking alone at night. Can't you walk with friends?" Delia questioned her son, her voice filled with concern.

"I won't have to walk if I had a car for myself," Ash muttered loud enough for his mother to hear.

"I already told you, it's your job to save up for a car. You have to learn how to save money like a real adult," Delia said to Ash.

Finishing his food, Ash stood up from his chair and said, "Yeah, sure. I have to go to my room now. I've got lots of homework to do. G'night, mom!" With that, Ash went up to his room while his mom just smiled at him and proceeded to cleaning the table.

"Now, who to take to the dance?" Ash muttered to himself.

He was thinking that he could always ask Melody but she would probably bitch around when they're together plus he didn't want to go around hugging a size negative zero, if there was such, crazy teenager.

His thoughts reverted to his most recent ex-girlfriend, Cassie but he was too pained to even remember her. For goodness sakes, the girl broke up with him saying that she didn't love him anymore.

He thought of Dawn but decided against it. Dawn was really pretty and her blue hair was incredible, he thought. He thought of the different ways that Paul would use to kill him if he tried something on Dawn and chuckled.

Ash continued scrolling down his Facebook friends list on his black Macbook and stopped when a certain name caught his eye.

"We did have a past together," he thought to himself as he clicked her name.

Misty Waterflower.

-xoOox-

END OF CHAPTER 2

I hope you guys liked it! I'm not that good with my grammar yet so correct me if I have any grammatical errors.

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