A/N: Ok, here it is, chapter four of Always Competing. Last time Emily had a very sad flashback of her birthday, and then she ran into someone. Can you guess who that person was? Well duh, you have to scroll down. So just sit back and enjoy chapter 4, and please review after.
Disclaimer: Opps….I did it again, I made you believe that I own Pokemon, oh baby baby opps, you think I do, I'm not sent from above… I am that innocent.
Ele: Ok, the disclaimer sucked.
Always Competing
Chapter 4
Old Friend, New Competitor
By: Ele
"I'm so sorry," Emily panted, holding a glass of water.
The person took it gratefully. "You know, you've been apologizing since you ran into me till we got to your house," the person said playfully.
Emily sighed. "I was in deep thought," she said seriously.
The person frowned. "And what was that?" she/he asked.
"I was thinking whether or not I should eat dinner tonight," Emily said, with deep concentration.
The person fell over, sweatdropping. Coughing, he straightened himself out. "It sounds as if there's something more than that," he said, in his infamous pose*.
"Yeah, but it's not that important. You see, the Orange Elite Pokemon Competition is in one week, and I don't have anyone to enter with," Emily said sadly.
"Hmm…What about Ralph?" the person asked.
"That double crossing evil and stupid and mean and loserous, idiotic traitor?" Emily said with ease, arching a eyebrow at the person.
"I guess not," the person muttered.
"He's entering with my third cousin," Emily said airily. "A real stab in the back, he is."
Ouch, the person thought. That's a good reminder to remember never to get on Emily's bad side.
"Wait!" Emily screeched, snapping her fingers. "That's it!"
"What's it?" the person asked blankly.
"You can enter the Pokemon Competition with me!" Emily said triumphantly.
"Noooooo way," the person said, shaking her/his head.
"Please," Emily pleaded, her purple eyes shining with tears. "I have to beat Ralph."
"If it means so much to you to beat Ralph, ok," the person said in defeat.
"Yay!" Emily did a little victory dance. "OK, so let's fill out the registration form. Ok, names, Emily Wendolph and…"
~ One week later ~
"Finally, we're here! My hair got messed up on the way here," Mary complained as she got off Ralph's Pidgeot. (Ele: Remember, both Ralph and Emily caught Pidgeys when they were little)
"I told you to keep you hair up," Ralph muttered.
"Whatever," Mary said, fussing with her hair in a compact mirror. Catching a sight of Emily in her mirror, her jaw dropped. Shaking her head, she frowned, then put on a fake smile to conceal the rage inside her. "Emily darling, how good it is to see you!" Mary called.
Ralph turned around just to see Emily smile and walk towards them. Ralph gasped with amazement. Emily was…beautiful. Well, that's the only word to describe it, Ralph thought. (Ele: Radiant, gorgeous, pretty, stunning, knock-out…Ralph: Be quiet!) For the occasion, Emily had her pretty waved (Ele: Remember, she puts her hair in curlers when she sleeps) blond hair flowing free, with two silver slips holding her hair back from her face. But she still had on that dumb apron and blouse on, Mary noticed. Around her neck hung a Moon Stone, and around her wrist shone a Sun Stone. Both of the stones shimmered when Emily walked.
"Now Emily, you didn't have to come all the way out here just to wish us luck. But, of course, you're watching the competition, aren't you?" Mary asked sweetly.
"Of course I'm not. I'm in the competition, sweetie," Emily said, her voice matching Mary's fake one.
"What?" Mary spluttered. "You don't even have a partner!"
"Wrong," Emily said. "I'm meeting my partner here, so ta ta!"
Mary's mouth dropped open as she watched Emily walk off. Ralph gritted his teeth as all the boys watched Emily pass through a crowd. I'm going to kill Emily's partner, Ralph thought.
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the Orange Elite Pokemon Competition! Once all partners have checked in, please check the Board of Battles to see if you are going to battle first. There are three fields, Orange, Indigo, and Johto. The 6 winners of the three fields will then battle amongst one another to determine which Level they belong in. When you check in, the receptionist will tell you which field you will be battling on. 10 minutes before each battle, we will call you to get ready to battle. If there are any questions, please contact one of the gym leaders. Thank you, and let the competition begin!" Drake announced**.
After Mary and Ralph checked in, (They were in field Johto) they checked the Board of Battles (BOB). Mary nudged Ralph. "Emily's one of the first people to battle," she said, pointing to the part of the board that said Orange.
Ralph scanned his eyes up. There was a picture of Emily, and below it read: Emily Wendolph, Cobblestone Island. He then read the name next to Emily's. Ralph gasped with shock. The one who was once a old friend had now become his competitor for Emily.
"Let's go," Mary said, turning around.
Ralph glanced at the board once more before turning and disappearing in the sea of people.
Next to Emily was a picture. And under the picture, it read… Tracey Sketchit.***
CCM: Did anyone guess that the mystery person was Tracey? Well, I really like Tracey. And believe me, I hated him in the beginning. But now, I like him more than Brock. Ok, well there's chapter 4. Oh, and the O.E.P.C. is like the Princess Doll competition, 'cept I have three fields instead of two. Oh, and if you think that there's not enough ER mushiness, just be patient, k? E-mail questions, comments, flames, whatever to misty102588@hotmail.com. Thanks!
*- Tracey's infamous pose: It's when he takes his index finger and thumb, and puts it under or on (I can't tell) his chin. Come to think of it, I think Brock does that too…
**- Drake, the Orange Island champ. The gym leaders are the ones who support the Elites. (Orange Elite, Indigo Elite, and Johto Elite) E-mail me if you don't know the gym leaders.
***- Does anyone know what island Tracey is from? If you do, e-mail me please, or else I'll make up a name.
