What are You Doing?
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Misty and Ash are about 17.
Ash stared at Misty when he opened the door to his hotel room, and saw her wearing a patchwork skirt at her lower thigh, and a long-sleeved green shirt that said, "Get Real!" He felt well dressed; he wore a blue long sleeve shirt and black jeans.
"I'm sorry I took so long to get ready, my hair wouldn't cooperate," explained Misty.
"Yeah, but I took longer than you," said Ash. Ash led Misty to a near by Dance 'n' Eat. She sat down facing Ash, and looked in the menu. It was like a dream to be sitting there, she was glad to be there. Yet, yesterday, he asked her to marry him, she felt uncomfortable, so she told that she'd think about it, maybe she should have said yes, or maybe not, she didn't know.
"So, what are you thinking about?" Ash asked.
"Well…I was wondering how I should reply to what you said yesterday," Misty replied.
"Oh, and what was your conclusion?" Ash said.
"I guess I ended with, 'maybe,'" Misty said back. Ash looked crestfallen, and then said that he'd get them some punch. Misty sat picking at the stitches around a pink floral patch; she was worried and had no idea why. Maybe, she thought, it was how sad Ash looked when she said maybe. It was that she was so young, she wanted to do things, not marry, at seventeen, at least. She stood up, and walked over to see what took Ash so long. As she rounded the corner, she saw Ash flirting with a blonde young woman, Misty guessed to be about her age. She was disgusted, and went over to Ash.
"Misty, this is Prisilla. Prisilla, Misty," Ash introduced. Misty noticed Ash conveniently forgot that she was his girlfriend. So Misty went back to the table, left a fair sized tip, and walked out of the restaurant. When Ash came back, he saw that Misty had left, and followed her, now he was worried. When he reached the hotel, Misty's room was locked, and he heard Misty's voice coming from the chamber.
Misty?" Ash called.
"Go away!" Misty yelled back. She felt horrified and helpless. Why did Ash do that to her? She changed, and finally did answer the door. Ash wasn't there, but a small folded piece of paper was. Misty opened it, and inside it read:
Misty-
I'm sorry I did that. Can we go on as we have?
-Ash
She then wrote, "NO!!!" on the back, and handed it back to him. She changed into her bedclothes. By morning her pillow was soaked, and the front of her camisole was damp. She changed, and grabbed her backpack, paid for her room, and ran into Ash.
"Where are you going?" asked Ash.
"Back to the Cerulean Gym, home," said Misty back to him. Misty left, Ash would soon forget about her, he loved Prisilla.