This takes place between "Love Vanished Regrettably" and "Calling In Love".
Disclaimer: Yes, I really do own Pokemon…Yeah right! I absolutely do NOT own Pokemon! I don't even have Ruby, Sapphire, or Emerald either.
"Heartbeat"
By Marichi
I looked out the window of the back car seat ideally while mom chatted away about something I had little interest in. Green grass and tall tree would pass as we drove further down the road. Glancing up, the sky seemed promising on this day of Hoenn pride.
As the car slowed down when approaching the intersection, I noticed a group of kids around my age at the sidewalk. I wondered if they'd be someone I know from school. If it was, thank goodness they can't see me because of this polarized window. At first glance they'd just see their reflection. I doubt they'd strain their sight to see who was in the car. The car stopped just before them.
I quickly searched to see any familiar faces. All were strangers except one. The one person that stood directly in front of my view: it was none other then him. He was a little bit taller now and thinner too. His white hair looked like it had just been trimmed.But what really caught me off guard was the way he was looking straight ahead with his carmine eyes. It was as if he was looking straight through the glass, straight through me. His expression held something that I couldn't comprehend inside.
I don't really know how to explain the feeling I felt. I can't say it felt like my heart stop since I have no idea how that feels like. But I did feel something in my heart. It was a feeling of fear and excitement in the same moment,the kind of the feeling when the plane just lifts off the ground or when the roller coaster is just about to drop.
Before I knew it, I felt the car pull forward. Wait was the first word that formed in my mind but it never reached my lips. I could hear mom squealing about making the left turn before the light returned to red. Reality was creeping back during the frenzy.Looking back he was out of sight.
I looked down to my feet as I tried to make sense of what had just happened. I put an open hand to my chest, feeling my heart racing. How could someone stir up such a feeling in me? Could I still have feelings for you, Brendan?
The End