It was finally Thursday. Marissa and Misty were about as excited as 5 year
old on Christmas morning. Neither could wait to see the looks on the boys'
faces when they saw them in their dresses. Marissa had had a bad feeling,
but she and Misty decided she was just nervous. Misty went in to the
bathroom to put on her make up first.
While Misty was in the bathroom Marissa started rummaging in her backpack for something. "Ah ha! Here it is." She held up a small pink box. "Flare flareeeon flare?" Sweetie asked. Marissa looked at sweetie for a moment them replied "I know, I know, I'll tell them someday, I just aint ready to lose what we have yet. I like having friends." She then put the small box in her make up case. "Flare flareon." "No, what if they turn on me? The only other friend I ever had did."
Soon after Misty came out of the bath room, her make up as perfect as she could get it. Marissa went in and closed the door behind her. Misty walked over to Marissa's bed and sat down beside sweetie. "I can't wait till tonight! I wonder what Ash will say when he sees me in my new dress. And nurse Joy is going to watch Togepi for me, it'll be just me and Ash!"
Soon Marissa to had finished applying her make up. She stepped out of the bathroom; for once she was not wearing her shades. She looked at Misty and Sweetie, Brown eyes shining. Misty stared at her for a moment, 'she really does resemble Ash!' she thought. Weird. Marissa noticed the way Misty stared at her. "W-what?" She asked nervously. "Nothing, just remember what Surge said? He was right you do look a lot like Ash!" Marissa thought about it for a moment, "well, I have heard or people meeting strangers who look identical to them, so I guess it aint that strange."
Brock and Ash stood out in the lobby of the poke center waiting for the girls, both feeling very uncomfortable in their tuxedos. Ash turned to Brock "As soon as misty turns her back I'm ditching the jacket, this out fit is killing me!" "I know what you mean," Brock agreed "But this is the girls' night to shine, I think we can live through it for them."
Just then the girls appeared in the doorway. Both boys' jaws hit the floor.
Misty was wearing a blue floor length sequined dress that shined like the ocean. She had her hair down and had applied just a touch of pink blush to her cheeks. Pink lip-gloss adorned her smile and she finished it with shimmery blue eye shadow.
Marissa was wearing a light purple gown with off-the-shoulder type sleeve. She had put her raven hair in a bun but had a few little curls hanging beside her face. As for her make up, she had purple eye shadow, light pink blush, and clear lip-gloss on.
Both Ash and Brock found them selves unable to do anything but stare for several minutes. Of course the girls thought this was a riot, but managed to keep from laughing at them. They did giggle a bit however, which made the boys even weaker in the knees.
And so the four love struck trainers made their way to the ball. The four gasped in wonder as they walked in, it looked like a scene from a storybook. There was a crystal chandelier. The windows were tall and gracefully arched at the top. Even the floor was made of marble. And at the far end were doors leading out to the garden where a large ice sculpture of a majestic ninetails stood.
The Music played and both pairs twirled across the floor. Misty and Ash stared in to each other's eyes. Marissa and Brock gazed at each other. It seemed nothing could ruin this evening, until Marissa looked to the right and saw something that made he blood run cold, Gary was there, and he was talking to Matt.
At that moment Matt happened to glance over and see her. He had that gleam in his eye; he was looking to start trouble. And there was n o doubt in her mind that Gary was still angry about their last encounter. She took a breath and braced herself. Brock noticed this and turned to see what she was looking at. Immediately he knew as well that there was going to be trouble that night.
By that time Misty had noticed that they had stopped dancing. "Hey Marissa, what wrong?" she asked as she and Ash walked up beside them. Marissa didn't have time to answer. "Well well well, looky whose here!" Gary said loudly getting the attention of many near by couples.
Matt and Gary walked over to the four. "We were just talkin' bout ya Marissa!" Matt said. "Yeah, Matt hear was just tellin' me about your vacation from reality!" Gary taunted. Marissa's eyes grew wide. "Please no!" she begged, her voice a cross between a whimper and a whisper. "What are you babbling about Gary!?" Ash asked, thoroughly annoyed. Matt looked at Marissa in mock surprise. "You haven't told them?" he asked tauntingly. He then looked at her companions and stated quite loudly, "Ol' Marissa hear spent some time in the crazy house!"
Marissa hung her head and closed her eyes tightly, fighting back the tears. She wished she was somewhere, anywhere, else. She felt Brock give her hand a gentle squeeze. "Yeah, what was it? Five months? Six?" Matt continued. "Even after she came home she had to be medicated!" Matted sneered.
Marissa looked up at the two. Seeing the look of pain on her face sent a wave of guilt over Gary, he had no idea it would hurt her that much. Matt continued though. Describing the most humiliating time of her life in front of dozens of strangers. Marissa felt her self almost collapse as memories flooded back.
Suddenly she stood up and looked Matt right in the eye. "Because of YOU!" she hissed. Matt stared in shock, she had never been able to confront him like that! "I was in that awful place because of you!" She yelled. She then turned and ran out as fast as she could. Brock and the others stared after her for a split second, then turned to Matt. "Just wait" Brock threatened, trembling with hatred, "just you wait!" He then turned to go after Marissa. Mist and Ash looked like they were about to kill Matt, "Some day you'll get what's coming to you!" Misty warned. "Yeah, what goes around comes around!" Ash added. With that they went to find Brock and Marissa.
Marissa sat in the Garden crying, they hated her now, she knew it! She had been so happy to have friends and now it was over. Matt ruined everything. She wept in to her hands. Then she felt arms around her. She looked up to see Brocks concerned face. "Are you ok?" he asked. "No" she whimpered burying har face in to his chest.
"I I thought you'd hate me now." She cried. "I could never hate you!" Brock replied as he stroked her hair. They say for several minutes like that. Brock held her in his arms stroking her hair and reassuring her. Then he lifted her face and wiped away her tears. Then he kissed her gently.
Ash and Misty found them a few minutes later. "Are you ok?" Misty asked placing a hand on Marissa's shoulder. "I think so." Marissa forced a smile. "Do you want to tell us about it?" Ash asked. "I don't know if I can." Marissa cried. "shhhhh, shhhhhhh, Its ok. You don't have to tell us if you don't want to." Brock reassured her. "But we are here if you ever want to." Marissa cuddled even closer to Brock. "I tried to kill myself." She whispered.
While Misty was in the bathroom Marissa started rummaging in her backpack for something. "Ah ha! Here it is." She held up a small pink box. "Flare flareeeon flare?" Sweetie asked. Marissa looked at sweetie for a moment them replied "I know, I know, I'll tell them someday, I just aint ready to lose what we have yet. I like having friends." She then put the small box in her make up case. "Flare flareon." "No, what if they turn on me? The only other friend I ever had did."
Soon after Misty came out of the bath room, her make up as perfect as she could get it. Marissa went in and closed the door behind her. Misty walked over to Marissa's bed and sat down beside sweetie. "I can't wait till tonight! I wonder what Ash will say when he sees me in my new dress. And nurse Joy is going to watch Togepi for me, it'll be just me and Ash!"
Soon Marissa to had finished applying her make up. She stepped out of the bathroom; for once she was not wearing her shades. She looked at Misty and Sweetie, Brown eyes shining. Misty stared at her for a moment, 'she really does resemble Ash!' she thought. Weird. Marissa noticed the way Misty stared at her. "W-what?" She asked nervously. "Nothing, just remember what Surge said? He was right you do look a lot like Ash!" Marissa thought about it for a moment, "well, I have heard or people meeting strangers who look identical to them, so I guess it aint that strange."
Brock and Ash stood out in the lobby of the poke center waiting for the girls, both feeling very uncomfortable in their tuxedos. Ash turned to Brock "As soon as misty turns her back I'm ditching the jacket, this out fit is killing me!" "I know what you mean," Brock agreed "But this is the girls' night to shine, I think we can live through it for them."
Just then the girls appeared in the doorway. Both boys' jaws hit the floor.
Misty was wearing a blue floor length sequined dress that shined like the ocean. She had her hair down and had applied just a touch of pink blush to her cheeks. Pink lip-gloss adorned her smile and she finished it with shimmery blue eye shadow.
Marissa was wearing a light purple gown with off-the-shoulder type sleeve. She had put her raven hair in a bun but had a few little curls hanging beside her face. As for her make up, she had purple eye shadow, light pink blush, and clear lip-gloss on.
Both Ash and Brock found them selves unable to do anything but stare for several minutes. Of course the girls thought this was a riot, but managed to keep from laughing at them. They did giggle a bit however, which made the boys even weaker in the knees.
And so the four love struck trainers made their way to the ball. The four gasped in wonder as they walked in, it looked like a scene from a storybook. There was a crystal chandelier. The windows were tall and gracefully arched at the top. Even the floor was made of marble. And at the far end were doors leading out to the garden where a large ice sculpture of a majestic ninetails stood.
The Music played and both pairs twirled across the floor. Misty and Ash stared in to each other's eyes. Marissa and Brock gazed at each other. It seemed nothing could ruin this evening, until Marissa looked to the right and saw something that made he blood run cold, Gary was there, and he was talking to Matt.
At that moment Matt happened to glance over and see her. He had that gleam in his eye; he was looking to start trouble. And there was n o doubt in her mind that Gary was still angry about their last encounter. She took a breath and braced herself. Brock noticed this and turned to see what she was looking at. Immediately he knew as well that there was going to be trouble that night.
By that time Misty had noticed that they had stopped dancing. "Hey Marissa, what wrong?" she asked as she and Ash walked up beside them. Marissa didn't have time to answer. "Well well well, looky whose here!" Gary said loudly getting the attention of many near by couples.
Matt and Gary walked over to the four. "We were just talkin' bout ya Marissa!" Matt said. "Yeah, Matt hear was just tellin' me about your vacation from reality!" Gary taunted. Marissa's eyes grew wide. "Please no!" she begged, her voice a cross between a whimper and a whisper. "What are you babbling about Gary!?" Ash asked, thoroughly annoyed. Matt looked at Marissa in mock surprise. "You haven't told them?" he asked tauntingly. He then looked at her companions and stated quite loudly, "Ol' Marissa hear spent some time in the crazy house!"
Marissa hung her head and closed her eyes tightly, fighting back the tears. She wished she was somewhere, anywhere, else. She felt Brock give her hand a gentle squeeze. "Yeah, what was it? Five months? Six?" Matt continued. "Even after she came home she had to be medicated!" Matted sneered.
Marissa looked up at the two. Seeing the look of pain on her face sent a wave of guilt over Gary, he had no idea it would hurt her that much. Matt continued though. Describing the most humiliating time of her life in front of dozens of strangers. Marissa felt her self almost collapse as memories flooded back.
Suddenly she stood up and looked Matt right in the eye. "Because of YOU!" she hissed. Matt stared in shock, she had never been able to confront him like that! "I was in that awful place because of you!" She yelled. She then turned and ran out as fast as she could. Brock and the others stared after her for a split second, then turned to Matt. "Just wait" Brock threatened, trembling with hatred, "just you wait!" He then turned to go after Marissa. Mist and Ash looked like they were about to kill Matt, "Some day you'll get what's coming to you!" Misty warned. "Yeah, what goes around comes around!" Ash added. With that they went to find Brock and Marissa.
Marissa sat in the Garden crying, they hated her now, she knew it! She had been so happy to have friends and now it was over. Matt ruined everything. She wept in to her hands. Then she felt arms around her. She looked up to see Brocks concerned face. "Are you ok?" he asked. "No" she whimpered burying har face in to his chest.
"I I thought you'd hate me now." She cried. "I could never hate you!" Brock replied as he stroked her hair. They say for several minutes like that. Brock held her in his arms stroking her hair and reassuring her. Then he lifted her face and wiped away her tears. Then he kissed her gently.
Ash and Misty found them a few minutes later. "Are you ok?" Misty asked placing a hand on Marissa's shoulder. "I think so." Marissa forced a smile. "Do you want to tell us about it?" Ash asked. "I don't know if I can." Marissa cried. "shhhhh, shhhhhhh, Its ok. You don't have to tell us if you don't want to." Brock reassured her. "But we are here if you ever want to." Marissa cuddled even closer to Brock. "I tried to kill myself." She whispered.