Summer
A/N: This is from Misty's POV. Now she is talking about her Summer.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.
There really wasn't much going on in my summer, not much that I remember anyway. So we got out of school, and my sisters got invited to their friend's birthday party/graduation from middle school party. I didn't want to get stuck with my parents so I went along. It wasn't very exciting except that when I got to play Dance Dance Revolution. That was the only part I liked. One of my sisters was never good at picking out presents and neither was I, but I gave her friend a stupid bracelet that didn't even fit her, a book I never got through the first twenty pages, and some other stuff I don't remember. The birthday girl was going to move so the house looked pretty empty, but that didn't matter, as long as I got to go to Alvarado. I knew there was a chance I was going to move to Goldenrod City but I didn't worry about that just yet.
Sometime later, when summer school started, I was trying so hard to stop having that stupid crush on Richie, and I managed to almost start liking the person sitting next to me in Algebra, but that didn't really work. My feelings were fading off anyway, I never did my homework so it was easy to have free time. The middle of the summer school came and I was already making plenty of friends, what could possibly go wrong? But what I dreaded most came in the second to last week of summer school, I was going to move away, two hundred miles away to be more precise. Instead of moving to Goldenrod City, I was going to move to one of the Orange Islands, Mabel Island that is.
Everything came so fast, it was like everything was passing by quickly on purpose just so I couldn't catch up, just so I couldn't prepare. I told my best friend, Silvia, and Ash and every other friend I had what was going to happen, but most of their replies hurt me like there was nothing wrong with not having me around anymore, it suddenly occurred to me that they didn't care what was going to happen to me, but what they were going to do without me, find other better friends? They didn't really care, I knew then who my real friends were, and there weren't many. I guess I should've known all along, and the real friends I didn't even consider as friends, I rejected almost all friendships offered to me in my life, even the ones who would have made them the most true. I wrote lots of letters to my best friend over the summer since I couldn't see her and calling her was just boring, she never replied. Over the summer, I went to the mall with her, we took pictures and it wasn't a bad picture, but I wasn't smiling, I never smile in pictures, either way, I didn't look bad. Now I smile less, I don't even smile at all sometimes.
Towards the end of summer after summer school ended, I told some of the guys that I was moving, I hated most of them so most of them were like "YES!", or else they didn't care. There was really only one that cared, Ash. Richie didn't have internet so I was glad, I've stopped liking him. Ash was like, "Oh, that's sad, how come you're moving?" I don't think I ever told him. I would never have called Ash and told him cause that would make someone think I liked him or some stupid rumor would start spreading, but it didn't matter, I was moving after all. Besides, his mom always got him in trouble whenever me or a friend called him, she always said he wasn't home and the only time I got to talk to him was the first two times. But anyway, that was the beginning of our friendship, which would've been the opposite if I stayed.
On the last entire weekend I was going to be in Cerulean, I invited as many friends as I could connect to (no boys allowed) but only three could come or else got my message in time. My sisters invited two total, one of mine had to leave early so there wasn't much fun. I was going to go crazy, I wasn't going to move! I couldn't move! I wasn't ready to move! Cerulean was my home, Cerulean is my home! How can I possibly leave? But anyway, at the party, it wasn't much fun. All we did was open presents for me from my friends, and look at pictures of Richie which they gave me, and be made fun of by my sisters. They really like to taunt me about my crush on Richie, it wasn't until I told Ash that I was moving that I realized I didn't care about Richie and he didn't care about me. Well, I had to leave for the Mabel Island in a week, my friends went home, and so time passed faster than ever and I had one day left in Cerulean. My name is Misty Waterflower, this is where it begins…
A/N: Sorry if it's boring, I usually make most of my stories with talking but this one seems that it needs more feeling than dialect. The person who I've based this story on really only has one sister so note that ok? So that's why it's boring, it's based on a real person's feelings.
A/N: This is from Misty's POV. Now she is talking about her Summer.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.
There really wasn't much going on in my summer, not much that I remember anyway. So we got out of school, and my sisters got invited to their friend's birthday party/graduation from middle school party. I didn't want to get stuck with my parents so I went along. It wasn't very exciting except that when I got to play Dance Dance Revolution. That was the only part I liked. One of my sisters was never good at picking out presents and neither was I, but I gave her friend a stupid bracelet that didn't even fit her, a book I never got through the first twenty pages, and some other stuff I don't remember. The birthday girl was going to move so the house looked pretty empty, but that didn't matter, as long as I got to go to Alvarado. I knew there was a chance I was going to move to Goldenrod City but I didn't worry about that just yet.
Sometime later, when summer school started, I was trying so hard to stop having that stupid crush on Richie, and I managed to almost start liking the person sitting next to me in Algebra, but that didn't really work. My feelings were fading off anyway, I never did my homework so it was easy to have free time. The middle of the summer school came and I was already making plenty of friends, what could possibly go wrong? But what I dreaded most came in the second to last week of summer school, I was going to move away, two hundred miles away to be more precise. Instead of moving to Goldenrod City, I was going to move to one of the Orange Islands, Mabel Island that is.
Everything came so fast, it was like everything was passing by quickly on purpose just so I couldn't catch up, just so I couldn't prepare. I told my best friend, Silvia, and Ash and every other friend I had what was going to happen, but most of their replies hurt me like there was nothing wrong with not having me around anymore, it suddenly occurred to me that they didn't care what was going to happen to me, but what they were going to do without me, find other better friends? They didn't really care, I knew then who my real friends were, and there weren't many. I guess I should've known all along, and the real friends I didn't even consider as friends, I rejected almost all friendships offered to me in my life, even the ones who would have made them the most true. I wrote lots of letters to my best friend over the summer since I couldn't see her and calling her was just boring, she never replied. Over the summer, I went to the mall with her, we took pictures and it wasn't a bad picture, but I wasn't smiling, I never smile in pictures, either way, I didn't look bad. Now I smile less, I don't even smile at all sometimes.
Towards the end of summer after summer school ended, I told some of the guys that I was moving, I hated most of them so most of them were like "YES!", or else they didn't care. There was really only one that cared, Ash. Richie didn't have internet so I was glad, I've stopped liking him. Ash was like, "Oh, that's sad, how come you're moving?" I don't think I ever told him. I would never have called Ash and told him cause that would make someone think I liked him or some stupid rumor would start spreading, but it didn't matter, I was moving after all. Besides, his mom always got him in trouble whenever me or a friend called him, she always said he wasn't home and the only time I got to talk to him was the first two times. But anyway, that was the beginning of our friendship, which would've been the opposite if I stayed.
On the last entire weekend I was going to be in Cerulean, I invited as many friends as I could connect to (no boys allowed) but only three could come or else got my message in time. My sisters invited two total, one of mine had to leave early so there wasn't much fun. I was going to go crazy, I wasn't going to move! I couldn't move! I wasn't ready to move! Cerulean was my home, Cerulean is my home! How can I possibly leave? But anyway, at the party, it wasn't much fun. All we did was open presents for me from my friends, and look at pictures of Richie which they gave me, and be made fun of by my sisters. They really like to taunt me about my crush on Richie, it wasn't until I told Ash that I was moving that I realized I didn't care about Richie and he didn't care about me. Well, I had to leave for the Mabel Island in a week, my friends went home, and so time passed faster than ever and I had one day left in Cerulean. My name is Misty Waterflower, this is where it begins…
A/N: Sorry if it's boring, I usually make most of my stories with talking but this one seems that it needs more feeling than dialect. The person who I've based this story on really only has one sister so note that ok? So that's why it's boring, it's based on a real person's feelings.
