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Chapter 2: A Special Memory

May's POV

I trembled and started to tear up as I clenched my fist around Drew's student ID card, pondering whether or not I should throw it into the nearest trash bin I could find. How could he act so close with Brianna when he knew I hated her guts?

I knew Drew was popular—in fact, I don't even know why he hangs out with me and the rest of our gang in the first place. He attracts so many of the 'popular' girls, and the occasional hot gay boys that admired him from afar. So it was only natural for Brianna to like, or hang out with him, right?

Plenty natural my ass. I knew I was just trying to convince myself that Drew and Brianna didn't look like natural best friends.

Because Drew was my best friend. Drew Hayden, the star of the football team as a junior, the boy with beautiful features and the strangest green hair was pushover yet sweet country girl May's best friend. And now I was seriously considering changing that last part to 'gorgeous, flawless head cheerleader Brianna'.

Screw it. As I walked towards my locker in fury I heard footsteps behind me, and I turned around to see a boy with black hair and ruby red eyes.

"Brendan? What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with the Cross Country team?" I asked, confused despite feeling extremely angry right now. Victoria had said something about the Cross Country team making a bonfire, hadn't she? How would Brendan even find the time to walk around the hallways in that… uniform… that has huge… vents on the side of his torso…

This is unhealthy I need to stop. Brendan smiled at me, giving me a quick wave. "Technically, we're off to find bonfire wood. Coach will never know, so I stopped by my locker to get a Gatorade bottle I forgot."

"But," Brendan said, as he surveyed my bleary eyes and red face. "I think I might stay for a little while. May, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." I mumbled, rubbing at my arm. I actually wasn't, and anyone would have noticed right away, but Brendan seemed to realize that I didn't want to talk about it. At least he wasn't nosy.

Brendan shrugged. "Kay. But if you want to talk about anything, just call me or feel free to talk to me all right? And I don't mean in the annoying counselor way. Just think of me as any other friend."

I laughed. "Sure. So, what do you think the rest of the Cross Country boys are doing?"

"Funny you should mention only the Cross Country boys." Brendan wiggled his eyebrows. Oh yeah, here's the thing—the Cross Country boys in our school are notorious for being hotter than the football players. Drew's sort of an exception to most, though.

I punched Brendan lightly in the arm, and he laughed. "They're probably making out with the Cross Country girls. Or actually getting bonfire wood. That's what Ash does. Then there's an exception."

"Gary?"

"Gary." Brendan nodded in affirmation. "He just… goes and does his own thing. Though I think Victoria won't really let him."

I laughed again at Brendan's words—he was actually a pretty nice guy. Hilarious, pretty good looking, smart. This dude was pretty cool.

Leaf's POV

A satisfying thock ends in another rewarding thack as the ball I struck hit the back of the field hockey goal post. "Yeah, Leaf!" and "Yeah, new girl!" sounds from around my teammates as we end our round of rapid fire, but I just took my mouth guard out of my mouth and smiled.

"Alright, team, we're going to have a little ten minute rest." The coach said. "This is the only break you'll have in the two hours we will train today so use it wisely. Get some water, girls."

We all jogged to the silver bench on the field hockey turf, and Zoey, a girl with fiery orange hair that reminds me of Misty just a bit nudged me. "So, new girl. You enjoying the school so far?"

"That is seriously one of the dumbest, most awkward question anyone can ask." Iris rolled her eyes, hurriedly tying her long, indigo hair from it's messy pony tail into a fancy braid.

"Do you have anything better?" Zoey snapped back, and I was glad that Daisy had interrupted their argument because if they had kept going at it, I would have felt like the monkey in the middle.

"Oh my gosh!" Daisy squealed, looking past my shoulder towards the edge of the field hockey turf. Wondering why she seemed so excited, I turned around and followed Daisy's line of site…

… Ending up seeing a person with bangs and brown hair. He looked awkward with that Cross Country uniform that had huge vents on the arms and really baggy shorts. "Bill!" Daisy exclaimed.

An awkward appearance and a awkwardly common name.

Great.

I stared after Daisy who began running to the fence that cut off the turf from the pavement, chatting animatedly to this 'Bill', who was most likely her boyfriend. I smiled, but it immediately wiped off my face when I noticed a figure trailing lazily behind Bill.

Daisy squealed again and ran to Gary Oak, wrapping her arms around his neck and rubbing at his spiky hair, much to his dismay. He frowned and I could hear him yelling at her: "Get off o'me, Daisy!" It was the first time I'd seen him actually raising his voice, and the first time I saw him lose his cool.

What the. He looked so… kiddy next to the fully grown Daisy. Note to self: Never tell him that or he'll probably be meaner to me than he already is. I couldn't hold back a small snort of amusement, and I heard a few girls whispering from behind me.

"What's Oak doing here?"

"Oh my god, who the fuck cares he's so hot."

"Oh my god he makes me so happy. Do you think he came to see any of us?"

"Probably not."

I was about to turn around from the less-than-normal view that was displayed currently in front of me, but I froze. Emerald eyes met emerald, and I bit the inside of my mouth as Gary motioned towards me.

What did this dude want.

Confused, I walked towards Gary (ignoring gasps and giggles from the field hockey team) and crossed my arms in front of him. "What?"

"Chill, Green." Gary said, smirking a bit. "When does your practice finish?"

"Probably after a long, long while." I replied, raising an eyebrow. "What are you doing here anyway? Where's your Cross Country girlfriend?"

Gary's face hardened into a grim expression. "Victoria's not my girlfriend."

"Yeah, whatever."

"Green, Gramps needs to talk to you, so he told me to escort you to the house." Gary finally said after a long pause. What did his grandpa want with me? Oh my god, what if his grandpa was a pedophile. Or worse, a child trafficker? All sorts of random thoughts were running in my head and Gary opened his mouth once more. "I'm guessing no one told you this—my Gramps is the principal here."

Oh that made so much more sense. I got it know.

And then I fell into panic again.

Because what would a principal want with a new student? The student's either caused trouble on the first day or the principal is just overly friendly.

… I was hoping that the second option was the case here.

Misty's POV

I tapped away on my Xbox as Dawn sat in my room, fuming after recapping everything that had happened this afternoon. About May being mad. Grasstard being as ass. Paul being smothered by Ursula. Fawning over Lucas.

Just the usual, actually.

"Anyway, Misty. I heard you went to watch Catching Fire last weekend with Ash." Dawn wiggled her eyebrows at me, and I momentarily froze and dropped my Xbox controller, causing the enemy on the screen to attack my player.

Just great. I whirled around to face Dawn and frowned at her. "What was that for?"

"What, I was just curious!"

"No, I mean making me drop my Xbox controller!" I complained. Dawn sweatdropped at me like she couldn't believe what I just said.

"Whatever. This is more important. How's it with Ashy boy?" Dawn asked playfully.

I sighed, and walked over to where she was sitting in my room, and plopped myself down. My fiery red bangs got in my face and I swept them away. "If you're so curious, then I'll satiate your curiosity. Yes, we went to the movies together, but nothing happened. Other than the occasional 'Misty, it's going to be Wiress that dies next!' or 'Oh my god, they're making out again!' or 'I actually want to get a better glimpse at Enobaria's teeth,' nothing out of the extraordinary happened. And he has a girlfriend, Dawn. A girlfriend that's pretty much friends with everyone."

"She's a social butterfly." Dawn said, shrugging. "Well, she's sweet on the outside. Pretty nice on the inside, although she's such a manipulative bitch if she needs to be. I'll be honest, I really don't like her."

I raised my eyebrow. "You think I don't?"

"Nah, if you were Katniss Everdeen and she was another tribute in the arena, I'm pretty sure you'd risk getting mixed into the initial bloodbath to kill her." Dawn said sarcastically. "I mean, I'm personally disappointed in Ash—what does he see in her? Does he know about… the thing?"

I sighed, and rubbed at my temples. "No, he doesn't know."

The thing. That thing. It bothered my very existence so much—I hated that day. That particular incident. It ruined me a bit inside, and it all happened with a few sugar-coated poisonous words and a sweet, lethal smile. "He should. He has to know that his 'girlfriend' did such a thing to his best friend…"

"No." I firmly said. "Ash doesn't need to know about it. Melody's just Melody, she's much nicer, or at least, seems like it now. And I don't want to disappoint Ash or anything."

Dawn sighed. "Sometimes, I think you're too nice for your own good."

Leaf's POV

I was still convinced that the principal—Professor Oak—might be a pedophile secretly trying to sell me to lechers as Gary walked with me to his house with his hands in his pockets.

His hair was still pretty damp (he probably took a shower because he didn't smell like sweat) and his eyes were blank. Unfeeling.

The hell happened to this guy—did he have some traumatizing child experience? I mean, with a smile on his face he could have looked… 'better.' I wasn't sure how to describe it, but if I ever saw a decent smile on his face, I'd probably give him an award.

After a few more minutes of quiet walking, I frowned. "Hey…"

"What."

"This is the direction to my house." I said slowly.

"Well, Green, it just so happens to be that I live in this neighborhood. That means there's a chance that I live less than a block from your house. There is a chance that my house goes this direction too." Gary said sarcastically, and I could just tell from his words that he was amused with me.

Stupid porcupine. "Well, porcupine." I started. "That's the most I've ever heard from you today. Feeling eloquent, aren't we now?"

Gary obviously didn't like his new nickname because he instantly stopped walking and gave me a deadly glare. "What did you just call me?"

"Porcupine."

"Well, Tree—"

"It's Leaf."

"Yeah, keep talking Twig." Gary rolled his eyes. I swear, he thinks he looks cool.

Which he sort of does.

But if he ever finds out I said that I'm going to punch myself.

We finally came to a stop in front of a large mansion and my mouth gaped open. Because, right next to this familiar mansion was a house that was big and decent enough, and that house just happened to belong to me.

"You're my neighbor?" I sputtered.

"Yeah, Branch. Get used to it." Gary snorted before opening the gate to his 'house'. You know what, I'm just saying 'mansion' from now on. We walked into the mansion and as I put my shoes into the shoe cupboard, I looked at the photos on top of it.

A picture of a girl and a boy—most likely a younger Daisy and Gary—and another of Gary eating ice cream as a kid was on the cupboard. I stifled a giggle because Gary had the dumbest facial expression on his face.

I think I was traumatized right then. Gary cleared his throat and I ripped my gaze from the photos, and he motioned for me to follow him upstairs. I did, and then entered an office at the direct right of the hallway.

When I entered, I saw someone who was far from a pedophile. Instead I was reminded of a bulkier Peter Capaldi. There, by his desk sat Professor Oak, smiling at me. "Ah, Leaf! Great to see you again!"

Again? I didn't question him though, because I didn't want to seem nosy or rude. He probably saw me in the flock of juniors today. "So," Professor Oak continued. "I have a special request for you."

I nodded numbly.

"In your old school, you were a Biology prodigy, am I right?" Professor Oak asked.

"Uh... I had pretty good grades?" I supplied.

"And you were also in your school's a cappella group?"

Okay where was this conversation heading to? If he was going to ask me to sing about Biology using a cappella skills then I was going to blatantly refuse. Instead, Professor Oak just nodded. "Wonderful. Excellent virtues, Ms. Green. Now, do you remember my grandson?"

"I met him today." I said flatly.

"To—oh, I see. Well, to put it shortly he's missed you quite a bit, Ms. Green." Professor Oak mused.

… What. Now I'm scared. Professor Oak dismissed me and I walked out of the office, dazed. Was that really all he had to say to me? And what about Gary supposedly 'missing' me? What did that even mean?

I jumped when I felt a hand on my shoulder and saw a startled Gary (I should be the one startled though). I breathed and faced him. "What?"

"I'll see you off." He responded indifferently instead, and I followed him downstairs. Something caught my eye though, when I got to the bottom of the stairs. On a shelf was a picture of a kid Gary playing with a girl around his size. They were laughing, and as I squinted, I took in the image of long, chocolate brown hair and shining green orbs…

"Do you remember me now?" A low voice asked, and I flinched as a lean arm slammed onto the stair railing, half-trapping me. I looked up at Gary, who's eyes were looking at me intently.

"Catch me if you can, Branch!" A boy laughed.

"Shut up!" I squealed after him. He raced me to the tree and of course, he won. He was quicker. More agile. There was no other way to explain it.

"Gary, wait!"

That memory crashed into my mind and I widened my eyes. Oh my god. I can't believe I just remembered this now.

Gary Oak used to be my neighbor in Pallet Town.

I used to play with him all the time.

I was his best friend.

A/N: And I leave the chapter there ;) hehe suspense. Heheehehehehehehhehehehheehehehhe I could resist the idea of leaf + gary = childhood friends! SO I GOT SOME HOENNSHIPPING GOIN' ON /shot. LOL. But what is love without love rivals? Next chappie hopefully you'll get a look at Ursula. And Melody or Lucas? ;)

Review please? /sprinkles rainbows and skittles everwhere.