I think I change POV some chapters. And not only people exactly, I might do a first-person. Since I'm writing a story in first-person right now, I keep on writing "I" and it's driving me crazy.
-Forget me knott.
declaimer: I don't own pokemon.
May wasn't happy. May wasn't angry. No, May was furious. Actually, furious might be an understatement. She would be practicing for the contest that was coming up around the corner, but no, today had to be the day when the fangirls arrived. Cue the screaming girls. Apparently, according to Nurse Joy, certain fan girl clubs have a certain date when they arrive to see their person that the fan club has dedicated their.. life to, which is pretty sad. And stupid. Her pokemon were tired from training a couple hours earlier, and she was planning on taking them to the pokemon center to rest, but the whole center was packed, meaning she couldn't let her pokemon rest. Which meant no extra training today. And that's why, ladies and gentlemen, May Maple is furious.
She wanted, no, she had to find the person that caused all this nonsense. They were responsible for.. all of this insanity. And she needed to have a word or too with them. She did feel bad for whoever this person was, they probably didn't want to have tons of fan girls claiming their love for him and what not. So she started to think that she shouldn't go and find the person, and just leave them in peace instead.
Unless it's Drew Hayden, who deserves all this insanity. And after she spotted one insane girl wearing a shirt with Drew's face on it, May found out this wasn't any fan club. This was Drew's fan club. The grass-headed ego freak started all of this. He didn't have to be so damn attractive. Ok, she so didn't just think that. Anyways, May was determined to find Drew, and he had to be near. He did sign up for the same contest she did, and she was in the town it was set to be in a few days from now. And she was sure as hell she was going to find him. And, for the record, she didn't think he was attractive. No, not at all.
It didn't take her long to find the grass-headed freak, but by the time she reached him, furious was so more than an understatement. He noticed her, of a course, he always did. A smirk appeared on his face once he noticed her expression, furious. She was pretty cute when she was mad. Like he expected, she blew her top once he smirked.
"What the hell, Hayden?" May demanded, her hands on her hips. He continued to smirk, which just made May even more mad. Just want he wanted to happen, and it did. He opened his mouth to speak, but May wasn't done yet. "Do you," She jabbed a finger into his chest, glaring at him. "know why your fan club is currently taking up all the room in the pokemon center, making me not able to let my pokemon rest!" She questioned, but it ended up to seem like a demand. He opened his mouth to speak again, but she wasn't done. "The contest is in three days, and I need my training." She huffed, not even noticing that the Drew Hayden was actually speechless, but for a completely different reason.
His eyes widened with terror, and then he groaned. "My fan club is here?" He spoke, his voice filled with horror. May nodded slowly, her hands still on her hips. "May, I'm really sorry." He apologized, and then out of no where, handed her a rose. "Here, I hope this will make up for it." She was still frowning at him.
He sighed. "I'll get them out." And then left without saying goodbye. May smiled, and looked at the rose. Beautiful, like they always were.
Screams filled the air. Her smile got larger. Drew Hayden wasn't that bad, and maybe he was a little attractive.. She frowned, wondering why she would even think that. To her, Drew Hayden will always be a grass-headed freak.
