LOL guys, what is this? It's an update. A short, mildly crappy one, but whatever. This is more to tide you over while I rewrite this story. It's one of my favorites, I'd say, but the writing is a little immature, and I've improved much since then. Sooo, yeah, rewrite should be out before this year ends! Also, I'm going to revamp my profile and everything. But just enjoy this for now.

I don't own pokemon, okay?

Review when you're done, by the way.

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Chapter 3

The Mildly Amusing Argument

Harley was used to people staring at his purple hair and eccentric way of dressing. No one really seemed to understand him, except for his best friend Soledad and his uncle's sister's daughter. She was one of those people who went in emo and came out…overly normal.

"Hey, you with the face!" a redheaded girl shouted. She was short, and had a somewhat chubby appearance to her. "What are you doing, wandering in the halls?"

"Oh, hi there!" Harley sang, "I'm looking for my uncle's niece. Have you seen her? She's kind of hard to miss, you know. She's generally got this kid stalking her, and she's rather developed, and most importantly, she wears a helluva lot of red."

"…Her name being…?"

"It's May, but I see that as unimportant!"

"May…Maple…?"

"Yes, yes, that's the one, now, will you take me to her or not?"

"Um…why?" the girl asked, confused.

"Because," Harley vented, "She needs to go to our cousin's wedding in Lilycove, and if I don't get to her soon, we're going to be late and miss the flight. This is not acceptable, you see, deary. Now, in case you think I'm a stalker or something, ask her. My name's Harley Dogwood and I am her uncle's nephew. Anyways, her full name is May Marcelle Maple, and sometimes her friends call her M Cubed."

The redhead said, "Okay, that last bit there sounded like you were a stalker, man."

"But I'm not," Harley defended. "Ask her yourself!"

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"Sophie?" May asked, being pulled from her History class. "What's up? Oh, hey, Harley."

"YOU KNOW HIM?" Sophie shouted.

"I TOLD YOU!" Harley said at the same time.

"Why are you here, Harley?" May asked accusingly.

"Well, ya see, sweetheart, the flight to Lilycove leaves in two hours, and knowing you it's going to take us an hour to get through security and get on the flight, not to mention the half hour it takes to get there because you're freaking school is on the other side of town!" Harley ranted.

"Whoa, okay, Harley, calm down. No need to rant."

"BUT THERE IS! We need to leave now, tell your teacher or WHATEVER, but we're going."

"Right…" May sighed sarcastically. "I guess Sophie could handle it…?"

She looked at her friend hopefully.

Sophie frowned. "You are so lucky I'm on the student council…"

"Yay! I love you," May said happily. "Okay, Harley, let's go to the wedding!"

She began to stomp off to the exit of the school and ran into the glass door. She said an "I'm okay," before falling to the ground with a 'thud'.

"Sometimes…" Harley said, "I really wonder if she's bipolar…"