Inspiration

Chapter 11

Hi people! Sorry again for the wait. I've been a little busy recently. You know, life.

Anyways... Here you go! Another filler chapter. :D *facepalm* Next chapters will definitely get this story's plot line moving. :)

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Ama Zon: Sorry! DX I didn't mean you! I was talking about Brianna and Ursula. Sorry for the misunderstanding. Anyways, I know what you mean. Just confess, possibly get rejected and deal with it. :)

guess who: Eh...? Am I suppose to know who you are? I'm really bad at guessing games! ... No idea. Thanks for the review! I'm glad you like it!

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Violet's POV

I sat in the café, looking out of the window. The busy streets of downtown Petalburg City completely unfazed this small café, even though it was in the midst of it all. It was the same one that I had taken Dawn and May to before, I liked the atmosphere this place held. I wrapped my hands around the cup that contain my hot chocolate. Staring at my laptop, I slowly lifted my cup up to take a sip. A small smile appeared as I felt the warmth of the sweet drink spread.

It was Thursday after school, one day before the dance was happening. Everyone at school was practically buzzing with excitement. I didn't show it as much, but I looking forward to it as well. You could say Dawn's attitude towards the dance was radiating off to anyone within a five meter perimeter, which was where I was found half the time. I think Dawn and not being overly involved was reason for my anticipation.

Over the past two days, a rumor about Drew and the possibility of him bringing a date had spread around the school like wildfire. The limelight was off May, which was a relief but Brianna and Ursula wouldn't stop bothering her. Poor May had smoothie all over her yesterday. Luckily it was last period.

At the moment, I was waiting on Jack. We planned on spending some time together alone, so I suggested the café. A sudden basketball team meeting popped up, so he told me to go first. Speaking of heading out first, I thought back to what happened as I was leaving school.

"Vi!" Dawn called out, walking up to me as I stepped off the school's front steps. "There you are! We're going to my house to go over our plans for tomorrow."

"Can we get away from here, yet?" May asked, eyes flickering over to the girls that were looking at her.

Misty put her hand on May's shoulder. "You'll be fine."

"Um... I have plans?" I squeaked out, feeling my cheeks heat up. "Sorry."

The three looked at each other. They knew I was the one who didn't back out anything unless I had a solid reason. Dawn seemed to catch on first.

"Oh, I see," Dawn winked. "We'll see at your house later than, right?"

I nodded. Our families would get together from time to time, today was one of those days. "I'll see you all later!"

I turned back to work in front of me, trying to refocus. My laptop had many screens pulled up with my personal research on information on robots and their functions. Max wanted to make a robot for the science fair, and it had sparked my interest, so I offered to help out. Turns out robots were quite complex yet simple.

"Hn."

Startled, I almost spilled my drink on to my laptop and the work scattered out in front of me. Sighing out of relief, I closed my laptop and looked up to see who it was.

"Oh, hi Paul," I greeted. "What are you doing here?"

He held up his coffee, and I nodded in understanding. Taking a seat in the empty seat across from me, Paul stared at me with his usual poker face. I think I understand why Dawn called him an ice cube. The lack of facial expression was confusing.

"Um... Can I help you?" I spoke up, breaking the silence. I glanced down and closed my overly full notebook.

"You're the one," Paul said, nodding decisively.

The one...? What was he talking about?

"Excuse me?" I asked, feeling confused. "Can you explain...?"

Relaxing back into his seat, Paul's eyes looked out the window. "Do you remember seeing me when you were younger?"

"Ah..." I thought back to when I was younger, trying to recall seeing a purple haired boy. I was about to shake my head, but stopped. Something in my mind clicked. "At a park, I think. Am I right?"

He turned to look at me, surprised. "It was you..."

Thinking hard, I tried to think back of when this happened.

"Leaving?" I asked, watching my parents with wide eyes. "Why?"

"It was his decision, sweetie," Mom explained. "Do you understand?"

"You can talk to him if you want," Dad suggested. "He's out playing with his friend now, but you can later."

"Later," I repeated, feeling my eyes water. "Can I go to the park?"

After hearing their approvals and warnings of caution, I headed outside. A few minutes later, I arrived at the park. Immediately heading for the swings, I sat down slowly swinging. Silently thinking, I scanned the park. My gaze had stopped when I spotted him with his green haired friend.

Hearing an excited cheer, I turned my gaze to see a happy looking girl with a bored looking boy following her. Blue and purple. I watched them for a moment before remembering staring was rude. Looking up at the clear blue sky, I continued gently swinging.

"You were with a girl then," I said, taking another sip of my hot chocolate. Paul seemed to react towards the word 'girl', maybe that was it. "If it's not to nosy, can I ask who the girl was?"

"I don't know," Paul answered. "You don't know either?"

"It was ten years ago, I'm not sure," I grabbed a napkin, scribbling down an address. I handed it over to him along with my phone. "Here's the address to the park, maybe you'll remember if you visit it yourself. If you don't mind, could you add in your number? I want to contact you if I remember who it is."

After getting his number, Paul claimed he had some work to do and left. I looked down at my notes, information that I had memorized a long time ago. The girl in Paul's memories, I'm sure it was Dawn. I just didn't want to say anything. There was this feeling that urged me to leave things be, everything would work out eventually.

Suddenly my notebook vanished.

"Studying on a date? Looks like someone prefers their books."

I looked up and giggled, seeing Jack examining my notes. I reached out to take it back, only to get it held out of reach.

"Would you prefer if I left you for books?" I retaliated teasingly, putting my things away. Quickly snatching my notebook, I put it away with everything else.

Jack quickly wrapped his arm around me and pulled me into a hug. I instinctively returned the hug. Like our usual hugs, I could feel him resting his chin on top of head.

"You okay?" I asked, relaxing.

"Yeah, I'm not losing to any books, am I?" he answered.

"Hard to say," I quietly laughed. "But... you're more reliable."

Jack let go of me and ruffled my hair. "Come on, let's go do something before the dinner get together."

I nodded, following him out of the café, hand in hand.

Misty's POV

"Misty, are you, like, ready to go yet?" Daisy called out.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," I shouted, running down the stairs. Once I made my way down the stairs, I saw all three of my older sisters waiting for me. All of them ended up in the modeling industry and were often called the "Sensational Sisters". I didn't quite fit in, but it didn't matter to me.

"Did you decided to get all dressed up to see your boyfriend?" Violet teased.

Did I mention that one of my older sisters had the same name as my best friends? Other than the same name, they didn't have much in similar.

I looked down at my current attire; sweater, jeans and sneakers. I raised an eyebrow. "I don't think so. Lily is the one interested in her looks."

We both turned to see Lily checking her hair in the hallway mirror.

"What?" she asked us. "I need to look good before I go."

"Everyone ready to go?" Daisy asked, holding a covered tray. "I want to get there before this cake, like, gets cold."

I suspiciously glanced at the tray, while putting on a jacket. "You made a cake?"

"We did," Violet proudly all stepped outside into the cool evening air. "It's low in carbs, calories, and sugar."

I nodded, as we walked down the empty sidewalks. Once Vi's house was in sight, I quickly rang the doorbell. The door was quickly opened and I was let into the warm, happy house.

"Misty!" Dawn called out, waving me into the living room. "Get over here!"

I walked in, sitting on the couch next to Ash. Everyone was already there, except for May. Which was a little strange, considering she and Dawn usually arrived at the same time.

"Where's May?" Ash asked, taking the words out of my mouth.

"We're taking advantage of her not being here yet," Vi explained, sitting on the arm of the armchair Jack was on. "So we only have a limited amount of time before she comes."

"How are we going to convince May to keep dancing?" Dawn asked, stating the conversation's main topic. "Vi and I managed to get her to give us a month's time to convince her."

"Bribe her with food?" Ash suggested.

Jack chuckled, "I think that works better with you."

"Does anyone know why she stopped?" Vi asked, puzzled. "She merely brushed it off two weeks ago when I asked about her a sprained ankle."

I speak up, thinking back to a conversation. "She told me her sprained ankle helped her make that decision."

"That's isn't good," Dawn mused.

"I'll look into it," Vi offered.

Jack looked out the window, then gestured towards the door. "Someone is arriving..."

The doorbell rang, which had Dawn spring up and rush for the door. Seeing May and Max walk in, I realized that Max was the youngest out of all of us. At least he was easy to get along with.

"Hey guys!" May cheerfully exclaimed, walking into the room with Max behind him.

Max walked over to Vi, and the two started talking about something science related. The rest of us chatted about other things, keeping the previous conversation out.

"Looks like you're losing Vi to Max," May teased, nudging Jack.

"As if," Jack scoffed, laughing it off. "Max is a little brother to all of us."

"True," Dawn agreed, nodding.

"I leave you guys for a moment and you start talking about me?" Vi asked, turning back to us. "Nice to know guys, I thought you'd talk about the dance."

"That's right!" Ash yelped, turn to look at me. "We're going to the dance together, right?"

Apparently we didn't finish that conversation from Monday.

"What do you think?" I asked, almost about to pull out my mallet.

"Guys! Dinner is ready!" Heather called out.

"Food!" Ash sprung up, ending our conversation. Or at least I thought so. He turned back around, leaning in towards me with a goofy smile. "I think you'll say yes."

I opened my mouth to protest when he kissed my cheek and rushed off. Holding my hands up to my face, I walked head down into the dining room. When did he become some cheeky? No pun intended.

"Everything okay, Misty?" May asked. She paused, looking at me concerned.

I nodded, "Just trying to decide if I should use my mallet on him."

"What did Ash do this time?" Dawn asked, walking beside me.

"Just Ash being Ash," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Isn't that why you like him though?" Jack chuckled teasingly.

My cheeks flushed. I glared at him, pulling out my mallet. "What are you trying to say, Frost?"

"Jeez, just get going," Max said, spinning around a rubik cube in his hands. "I'm surprised you guys are all friends."

"Of course we are," May smiled, looking over at her brother. "What else would we be?"

"Girls," Max mumbled with an exasperated tone.

Jack just lead Max into the dining room, mentioning something along the lines, "You'll get use to them, buddy."

"Just wait until May gets a boyfriend," Vi whispered, passing me a plate. "Then protective younger mode will be activated."

I laughed, imagining the scene. "Tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow," she nodded, quietly laughing.

I smiled, thinking about tomorrow. Valentine's Day. Even just thinking about it, the romantic day was for sure would be eventful.

?'s POV

I pulled out my laptop, making myself comfortable as I opened up my email.

You have one unread messages.

Clicking to opening it, I quickly reached out to grab a tissue before sneezing. After getting a cold this morning, I was determined to get better by tomorrow so I could go to the dance. After all the preparations, I didn't want to miss it after all.

Subject: School & Plans

Hope you're feeling better. I checked with the teachers, you're only homework is math. Pages eighty-five, all questions. Everything else is either excused or given extended time. I got your message about phase two and I'm in. Let's do it after the dance, don't want the happy couple's first Valentine's Day together ruined. Your matchmaking schemes mean well, but be careful or you'll get caught. At least your advice column is very popular. Oh, before I forget, locker 458 tomorrow morning. Mission completed. Get well soon!

I smiled, reading over the email. Looks like things were going perfectly. Like they had mentioned, I liked to play matchmaker and secretly worked with the school newspaper. Although suspicions about who I was, remained a mystery, only the editor knew who I was.

Closing my laptop, I put it on my desk before heading to bed. Just then my phone rang.

"Hello?"

"You sound better than this morning."

I smiled. That was good.

"Are you ready for the dance?" I asked, fixing my pillow.

"Of course I am. I don't get why it was a masquerade ball though. How am I suppose to tell who he is?"

"His dancing skills? He's pretty famous for it."

"Right."

"I need to get my sleep. I'll see you tomorrow," I yawned.

"Good night."

I ended the call, I put my phone on the bedside table. The screen let off a glow, showing off my call log before fading into a black screen.

Brianna Wakana - 1 minute ago


This turned out interesting... Originally, when I was writing this chapter, I only meant to foreshadow ikarishipping, but looks like I got carried away with other stuff. :P Any suspicions on who ? person is?

Anyways, school is starting soon for me, so updates may take a little longer than usual to come out. I won't leave you all hanging for too long! :)

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. There will be more exciting moments to come! :)

Thanks for reading and have an amazing day!

~Skitty13