Oh my god, I love you guys so much. I was just expecting the reviews to stop on 200 or 199 or something but you guys made it to 204! I love my readers so much.

So I have a problem. I really wanted to upload the Prologue to Demon's Flower but FF isn't letting me and there's a loophole but I really want to put the characters as well so I apologize for the delay.

Okay, since I reached 200 reviews in just twelve chapters, yes twelve because Prologue and Authors note didn't count, I decided to dedicate this chapter to my 200th reviewer who is AuraGemi. Thank you so much for being my 200th reviewer.

Disclaimer: Do I look like someone who would own the Pokémon cast and the places? Didn't think so.

Warning: There will be OOC-ness to watch out.

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Chapter Thirteen: Boiling Point

Leaf's POV

Veronica was still glaring at me and I just stood there stupidly with Gary gripping my wrist. When the hell is he going to let go?

She attempted to smile but it failed, "I didn't know you two knew each other," she said between her gritting teeth.

Gary immediately let go of my wrist, "What are you talking about? I don't know her at all. She's just some pop-star right?"

For a second, I felt my heart had stopped beating and that a knife had just cut it into tiny pieces. How could he think that I was just some pop-star? Was I really not that important to him? The pain in my heart was unbearable. It ached and my tough façade was gone. The tears that I've been holding in were now brimming in my eyes, begging to spill down my face. I knew that blinking them away wasn't going to work this time. It was too much now; I've reached my boiling point.

Gary must have noticed my pained look because he tried to reach out for me but I quickly moved back and took off to somewhere far away from him. I could care less where my legs took me to right now. As long as it was away from him, then I was fine. I arrived to my childhood park and sat under an Oak tree, letting my tears fall freely down my face. I covered my face with my knees so no one could see me.

Why did my heart hurt so much? There is nothing left of us, but why do I care what he called me? Why does he still haunt my past, making me look like the bad guy? He was the one who cheated on me and lied to me and I was the bad guy? It wasn't fair. I hated the fact that he did this to me. I felt myself crying harder now, but I didn't care. Letting my emotions out was a good thing.

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"Oh, Leaf, you're home. Go wash up, it's almost time for dinner," Mom ordered when I got in the house.

"Its fine, Mom. I'm not that hungry right now," I mumbled.

Her smile dropped when she noticed my tone and touched my forehead, "Are you sick or something?" she asked cautiously.

"I'm fine, really. I had something to eat before I came back, that's all." I had to lie. Worrying my parents were the last thing I wanted and right now all I wanted was to just be alone and think. "I'll go to my room now. I'm feeling kind of tired."

She nodded and I headed upstairs. I made sure to lock the door and sat at the bedside. I looked at the pictures that hung on my room. Most of them were with him. I frowned at got up, taking all the pictures of him and me down from my wall. I found an old shoebox that held every item that reminded me of him and dumped the pictures in there. It's not like I didn't want to throw them away. Him being in my life just made a big impact on me and for some odd reason, I wanted to keep it.

I decide to go through the box to see what was there. When we broke up, I just threw a lot of things in there. The first thing that caught my eye was a purple wristband. I could still remember that day:

"Gary, why do you always wear those wristbands?" I asked.

He looked at the wristbands, "Because I look cool in them."

I giggled, "No, really. You need a new color."

He raised an eyebrow, "Where are you going from here, Leaf?"

I held out a little bag and gave it to him, "Open it and find out, Mr. I'm-so-cool-with-wristbands."

He simply rolled his eyes playfully but took the gift nonetheless. I watched as he took out the gift and his eyes widened, "H-how did you-"

"I had it custom made, silly." I took the black wristband with our initials on it and replaced one of the purple ones with it, "And I'll take this purple one as an exchange."

I wonder if he still has it. Wait, why would I care if he kept it or not? Let him throw it away, burn it, whatever he did to it. I don't care. Now back to digging through old items. There was a leaf keychain he got for me at a carnival, his green and yellow mixed ying-yang necklace which he gave me since I admired it so much when he wore it, a failed looking heart origami that Gary attempted to make for me on Valentine's Day. I smile made its way to my face when I thought back to everything. It just came to me like that.

I sighed as I closed the box and putting it away, "Why do you still linger in my mind after this long already, Gary?"

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Gary's POV

Dammit, what the hell was wrong with me today? Why did I call Leaf just 'some pop-star?' She already hates me; did I want her to hate me even more? God, why did Veronica have to show up anyway? I mean I had the perfect chance to apologize to Leaf but she just had to show up.

"Urgh, why did she show up in my life again?"

A knock came from my door, "What?" I asked grumpily.

The door opened to reveal Gramps. He walked to my bed with a frown and crossed his arms in front of me, "Why did you say that to Leaf today?"

"I don't know! It just came out of my mouth, okay? Why would you care anyway?"

"I care because she was hurt from your rude comment. Did you even notice the pain look on her face? She was hurt, Gary. What happened to my grandson who was better than this?"

Did he really think that I didn't notice that pained look? Of course I did. I tried to take back what I said but Veronica was there. She doesn't even know about my past relationship with Leaf. I sighed, "I'll just apologize to her tomorrow."

"I'm expecting you do apologize," he said before walking out.

Right when he walked out, I let out another sigh. Great, now I have to apologize to her. She'll probably slam the door in my face when she sees my face at her front porch. Well, I have to find a way to apologize to her. I don't want to hurt her anymore than I did today.

Her pained look came to my mind again. That was the same look she gave me that day when we broke up. It made my stomach turn when I saw it today. When I saw it, I wanted to pull her into a long hug, so I could comfort her, telling her that I still cared for her, that she was still important to me. But the chances of her forgiving me were low and I knew it.

Okay, time to plan what to say when I apologize to her tomorrow.

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Dawn's POV

When I was done with dinner, I helped Mom with cleaning up and just chatted with her. I told her everything that happened with Paul's girlfriend and she, surprisingly, didn't do anything rash. Although I think I heard a rip sound from the cloth she was using to dry the dishes. Oh well, probably just my imagination.

When I was finished with shower, I decided to rest on my bed for a while before looking around my room. When I thought I was rested long enough, I sat up and looked outside my window and immediately wished I didn't because it turned out that Paul was now my 'window buddy.'

I took a little peek to see what he was doing and it looked like he was…arguing over the phone? He looked calm but from the way he was pacing back and forth proved otherwise. I just kept looking at his direction, keeping my eyes on his perfectly shaped face. His appearance didn't change much, at least his facial expressions didn't, so I still think he was just as handsome as four years a- WAIT, what are you thinking, Dawn? You hate this guy. I started to mentally slap myself but didn't realize I actually slapped myself.

"Okay, note to self, never get too into the self lecture," I mumbled to myself.

I turned my attention back to Paul who was giving me the what-are-you-doing look. I opened my window, "I was just talking to myself."

"I didn't ask did I?" he asked coldly.

Sheesh, who knew Paul could hold a grudge. I crossed my arms across my chest, "Well I kind of figured since you were giving me that look."

"What look?"

"You know the look. You used to give it to me a lot, remember?"

He raised an eyebrow, "And you would remember that, why?" Although he didn't show it, I still saw the amused look in his eyes and that amusing smirk plastered on his face.

"W-well, because… you know…" I could feel my face getting red and I think it was beginning to be visible as well. "Were you arguing just now on the phone?" I asked, quickly changing the subject.

His smirk fell and the amused look was gone from his eyes, "It has nothing to do with you. It's late, go to sleep, Troublesome," he ordered before closing his window and curtains.

I sighed and did the same thing he did, "Why did I say that?" I asked myself. We were just talking and I ruined it. Great, just when I thought we made some progress.

I fell back onto my bed and hugged one of my many pillows, looking at a pink diamond bracelet that hung on my wrist. Barry… And now, I have mixed feelings. Why would I suddenly have different feelings? Barry was there for me when Paul hurt me. He comforted me and I fell for him. But why do I suddenly feel like he's not the one anymore?

Don't get me wrong, Barry is nice and all but I feel like he's more of a brother figure to me than a boyfriend. I guess my feelings for him were just short-termed because now I look at him in a different way. No longer a boyfriend, but more of a friend or brother. But I can't break up with him. He helped me when I was down and I don't want to repay the debt by breaking his heart. But what happens after I break up with him? Go up to Paul and confess that I never got over him? Not going to happen. But I don't know what to do! I'm stuck in between two people.

I sighed and went to my photo albums, taking two pictures out of them. One with Barry and the other with Paul. I held the two pictures to my eye level and examined both of them, "Okay, heart, time to pick the right guy for my life."

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Paul's POV

Vanessa was getting annoying now. Why the hell did I even agree to go out with her in the first place? All she ever did was talk about ridiculous things. At least when Troublesome did that I knew what she was talking about. What the, when the hell did Troublesome come into my mind. Oh right, just now when we talked. First she's my neighbor and now our rooms were right next door. What else could possibly go wrong?

I got a text from her, demanding I called her. Why did I have to call her? All she's going to do is complain over today. Why doesn't she just call her friends and tell them. I could care less about her problems. Dammit, I don't even care about her anymore. I sent her a break-up text and immediately turned off my cell, so she won't be able to call me.

Hm, Troublesome should probably be asleep by now. I decided to open the curtains and windows again for some fresh air and when I looked at her direction; she had two pictures –one of me and another with that boyfriend of hers- in hand, looking like she was trying to focus.

What is she doing?

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May's POV

"Since when did you know how to plant?" I asked while following Drew around town.

He flicked his hair, "Are you some kind of stalker now?"

I crossed my arms a stuck my tongue out at him, "Oh please, like I would ever stalk someone like you. So when did you start planting?" It was worth knowing, I mean come on. The Drew Hayden plants flowers. That was golden.

"If I tell you will you leave me alone?"

"Probably,"

He looked away, trying to avoid looking at me, "When I was about ten my mother taught me how to plant flowers and I started helping her." I think I saw some red on his face and grinned.

"Aw, that's so sweet of you. I never knew you planted flowers for your mother," I gushed. Hey, I couldn't miss an opportunity to mock him.

He grunted, "Will you leave me alone now?"

I was about to say yes until I noticed something missing, "Hey, where's your girlfriend? Shouldn't she be stalking you around clinging onto your arm?"

He flicked his hair again, "Did you want her to be here?"

"Well, no- I um… I mean yes- ugh." Great, I'm stumbling with my words now.

He smirked, "It's okay, June, I have that effect on girls a lot." Still an egotistic I see.

I smirked as well, "Don't get too confident because that effect of yours doesn't affect me and the girls. Oh, and that so-called charming affect you think you have doesn't affect my family either," I retorted.

He stopped and turn to me, leaning so close to my face I could feel his breath on me, "And why would it matter if it still affects them or not?" He smirked.

My face flushed red, "U-um, well, y-you see-"

My phone rang, saving me. I answered it and it was Mom, asking when I'll be home. Since I really needed an excuse to get away from Drew, I told her I'm coming home right now. When I hung up, I turned to Drew with that stupid cocky smirk still on his face. "That was my mom. I have to go now, so bye." I left as quickly as I could.

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"I'm home," I called once I got inside the house.

Mom came out of the kitchen with an apron over her clothes, "Oh, you're back already. Did you have fun exploring the town?" she asked.

"It was interesting, Mom." I remembered my meet with Drew's mom, "Say, Mom, do you still remember Drew's mother?" I asked.

A fond smile formed on her lips, "Yeah, she was a nice woman you know. Why do you ask?"

"Well, if you want to, you can find her in that one flower shop near the park. I saw her today and she sounded pretty happy to see me and wanted to know how you were."

"Thank you for letting me know, May." She took a seat on the couch and motioned me to sit too, "So, tell me who Brendan cheated on you with."

I sweat-dropped, "Um, Mom, I don't think it's necessary to know…"

"Oh but it is necessary. I think it's fair a mother should know who the person was. So, describe her."

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It was already seven o'clock. Telling Mom everything was harder than I thought especially when she kept tearing things to pieces. But I finally finished and rushed to my room.

Great, how am I going to enjoy my vacation now when Drew's here? Wait, I don't have any connection to him whatsoever now so why does it matter? I can enjoy it without him. That is if Mom doesn't invite him over with his mother. I don't mind his mother but Drew is just too much.

Okay, I need to take my mind off things like him right now but what? Song-writing? No, I need some inspiration. Maybe I can use my experience with Drew today. Nah, I'll do that tomorrow then. Okay, laptop then. Maybe I can IM one of the girls.

Once I got online, four IM's popped up and it was Leaf, Dawn, Misty and Roxanne? I wonder what the emergency is. All of the IM's said to check the news online and I did. I didn't find anything worth worrying about until my eyes landed on one peculiar picture and it's headline. May Maple is Already over Brendan Birch?

This is going to be bad.

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Drew's POV

"What are you talking about?...It was nothing, really… What?" Before I could even say anything, Brianna hung up on me.

How did she even know I was talking to May today? Was she stalking me or something? I heard the knock on my door, "Yes?"

Mom entered with a worried look on her face, "Your father wants to talk to you."

"Why?" I've never seen her like his since that night.

She attempted to smile, "I'll let him explain it. Come on now."

I followed her to Dad's home office, "You'll have to in alone this time, honey. Your dad said he wants to just talk with you," she said gently.

Okay, he's mad for sure. I obeyed and entered the room, "You wanted to see me, Dad?"

He turned around from the chair he was sitting on and the look on his face wasn't pleasant, "Would you explain why I see this photo of you and that girl online?" he asked showing me the computer.

"Where did that-"

"Answer my question!"

"We were just talking. What's the big problem about it?" I answered coolly.

His face went red, "I had you two break up for a reason back then so you could go with Brianna. I do not want you going back to that girl!"

I frowned at him. "This is my life, you can't control it. I'm sick of listening to your orders." I didn't care what he did now. I've reached to the point where I'm sick and tired of doing the things he wants.

"I don't care, you're going to listen to me. If not, then you're no longer my son."

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Misty's POV

Okay, so outfit for tomorrow is ready. I still can't believe that news on May. Who knew that Drew would be there too. Who knew? Aside from that, I still wonder though, where his girlfriend would be. I mean, shouldn't he go with her instead of me? Not that I'm complaining or anything. I just don't want to be caught again by paparazzi. That would just cause chaos and I don't want that. Then again, it would be nice to just hang out with Ash again. It has been a while since we did.

I adjusted myself so I was lying on my stomach and propping myself with my elbows. On my bed laid two items. The bracelet from Ash and the one from Rudy. I had to choose the right boy. My heart was just as confused as I was I only wished I knew the answer.

Ash was a sweet boy who would make anyone with a frown turn upside down with his goofy grin and ridiculous stunts. Rudy may be famous and people might say we look good together but I don't feel anything with him anymore. Actually I think I lost that feeling of love when I met Ash again. Ash made those feelings return and now Rudy is just someone I want to stay friends with now. I picked up my phone and looked for his number, calling him and waiting for him to pick up.

After a few moments, he did, "Hey, Rudy? We need to talk."

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Ash's POV

Yes! I can finally hang out with Misty again! It has been so long since we last seen each other until today. I just hope that nothing will ruin it this time. The last time we talked, the paparazzi got it and Melody wouldn't get off my back on it. At least I won't have to deal with her complaining anymore. Besides, Mom was always fond Misty so she wouldn't make a big deal out of me going to a fair with Misty.

Maybe we can go back to the way we were and start dating again. That is if she's not with Rudy anymore. Rudy. That name just burns like venom when I try to say the name. He just seems like the type of guy who would leave Misty hurting. But, I don't even know him so well, so I guess I shouldn't really judge.

Oh whatever, now's not the time to overthink things. I should get to sleep and make tomorrow a fun day.

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LOL, wow, I type slow. So I started typing this chapter on Monday night and I got tired, planning to finish it on Tuesday but I didn't get home till 9 and so finished today. I don't know when I'll update again only because my teachers gave me Spring Break homework and it's a lot. I have doubled math hw (yuck), like a LOT of bio questions and some Spanish worksheets. What a great life huh?

I'm SUPER DUPER sorry for OOC-ness here.

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