Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon
D is for Dizzy & Dazzling Drew
May's heart throbbed. She couldn't explain it. She felt as if she was going to faint. She felt unbearably dizzy, and the lights were way too bright for her to see. It wasn't everyday that a talented co-ordinator would succumb to this feeling of anxiety but May had been caught up, If only she didn't believe what she heard.
"May hun, you know Drew likes you."
"What are you talking about Harley?"
"You don't like me, do you? maybe you think this is some kind of ploy to make you perform badly, oh how awful."
"No, no I mean… probably."
"You don't believe me huh, well you should know that Solidad told me."
"Solidad said that?"
"Yes May, well gotta dash hun."
May tried to reassure herself that what Harley and Solidad said was just a test or a ploy to make her nervous.
She tried, but she couldn't help but feel dizzy and had as a result, failed to make it into the battling round of the pokémon contest.
She instead had been taken backstage. The battle round wasn't until another hour. The contest was delayed as the Nurse Joy judging came and announced a brief interval.
The next coordinator going out would have to wait for a while, so the performance would be in the next fifteen minutes.
Nurse Joy had asked what was wrong. It was highly unusual that May wouldn't make the cut but she choked out there.
May wanted to say that she was fine, but her actions said otherwise as she almost walked into a door.
"Well May I have to say that sure was disappointing, I expected more from you"
"Why would you, Drew?" May glared but quickly diverted her gaze to the door she almost hit. She felt dazzled.
Drew frowned "Well you know I'm up next. I hope since you scored so low that you would at least watch my performance."
"I feel a little bit dizzy, but I will watch it from the monitor sitting" May said talking more to the door than Drew.
"Well aren't you going to wish me luck?" Drew smirked
May turned "Sure good luck, Drew"
"Later May! I should get ready" Drew said as he left the locker room. May sat down looking at the monitor.
When it came to Drew's performance, he choose his Flygon and whipped up a desert sandstorm with a blinding steel wing topped off with a flamethrower twirling in flight around the stage before landing and dispersion the sand. The applause from the crowd could be heard from the surround sound.
May had felt dizzy, but now she was dazzled both brought on by Drew.
The monitor switched over to the judges indicating a perfect score. The crowd was dazzled by Drew and Flygon's performance and so was May.