A girl slide right in front of James as Jessiebelle had left the terrece. She had on a blue knee lengh dress and instead of nice mary-jane shoes on she had a pair of converse sneakers on. Her light blue hair had came out of a french braid and her dark blue eyes gazed up at him.
"Hello," said James cautiously stepping toward her. Remembering his manners he introduced himself first. "My name is James what's yours?"
"Hello my name is Ivy. Aww your growlithe is so cute," she said holding out her hand to growlie. Growlie sniffed her and licked her fingers. She giggled but didn't say much afterward. She looked over at her book in her hand and then at her oddish which fell down with her.
"You have an oddish?" asked James who reconigzed her grass pokemon. Jessiebelle had one herself he remembered seeing with her. The oddish jumped up and down having fun with this encounter. James patted the oddish on the grass on its grass at the top of it's head.
Both kids looked around and James looked at Ivy. He felt something toward her and he didn't understand what it was. Ivy stood at 4 foot and 5 inches tall and he was a bit shorter then her. She also had a book in her hand about grass types and there evolutions. Ivy followed his looked to her book.
"I want to evolve it into a belloblossom," she said. Both of the kids didn't notice that James's parents have stopped watching them. They were a bit confused themselves about this development. Did James like Ivy or Jessiebelle? It wasn't that neither have them had a problem with either girl, they just wanted to know.
A couple days later
"Like a love letter," said his mother indicating the treasure chest. James looked thoughtful and then looked down at his paper in front of him.
"Actually I would like to give my letter to her in person," said James quietly. His parents looked at each other and raised their eye brows. Really? Now they had to figure it out which girl it was going to.
"I'm sure Jessiebelle would love to read it," said his father lightly.
James looked at his parents questioningly. Jessiebelle? He didn't remember meeting a girl named Jessiebelle. Wait she was the girl that reminded him of his manners at his parents ball. She was alright, but was kind of bossy.
"Why would I be writing to Jessiebelle? This letter is to Ivy she's really pretty and nice..." said James his voice trailing off. "I really like her." James finished off his letter to Ivy and put it in an evelope.
After they had meet at the party they started to write each othere. Ivy had been writing about her horrible French tutor, when they had spoken on the phone she tried to copy her accent. He complained about his music lesson and most of his others. Both of them had a couple of lessons they actually liked.
Alexander and Rosalyn Morgan looked over at each other. They had to break a prior engagement to Jessiebelle's parents. Jessiebelle was going to be furious but she would get over it. Right?
&%&%&% In Kanto with Jessie %&%&%&
"Jessie I was wondering if you would come with me," said Astin. He looked down at the ground. Then Jessie stopped short. Come with him on his journey to be a top coordinator? "Think of it together why we'd be great," he finished.
She looked up at him without a hopeful look. Her heart leaped in her stomach but she wasn't sure what to say. She had her audition to come into the world of dance. She couldn't just give that all up for him could she? Was she even good enough for Astin? Was she even a good dancer to get into the school?
"Jessie?" asked Astin waving a hand in her face. She had zoned out some there but she wasn't sure what to say or even think. Finally some words burst out of her mouth without even thinking.
"Well yes I would really like that," she said in a daze. Oh no, now she had to explain to her friends what she had done. Maybe they would forgive her later. They all talked about boys and maybe she would find love. With those words he kissed her full on this lips. Her very first kiss with a boy, now she knew what forever felt like.
He pulled her until they were on a bus to the next town. There was a contest going on the next day for the both of them to enter. Jessie looked over her shoulder at the town, behind her. She didn't have a bag nor money on her. Was she crazy for doing this?
She felt around in her pockets and found a small bag full of change.
"First we're going to go to my house. I know how your mom treats you so I figured you could borrow a sweatshirt from my sister, and a pair of gym shoes. We're going to be walking a lot and getting to know each other," said Astin. He just kept talking as Jessie spaced out.
Jessie was about to protest, and the comment about her mom stung a little. Sure they didn't have enough money but she loved her. Maybe this way, both of their missions could be done. Besides Jessie didn't like the way her mom treated her...
"Let's not forget money and snacks," said Jessie speaking up. This was what she had wanted.
