Play or Die...

I HATE PIANO!--Chapter 1

"la fa do, la fa do," repeated Tommy Lee Ketchum. He was taking piano lessons on level 5. He wasn't always that interested, but took it anyway, to make his father proud. He was a cute 10 year old, jet black hair, brown almond eyes and a lean figure.

"la fa do, mi re fa do," tommy repeated after the teacher as he played the keys.

"great job!" said the teacher.

"Thanks, Ms. Smith," he smiled, took his books and went out of the class. He kept his smile on until he left the school building.

"I hate piano!" he screamed, practically all the birds flew away at the sound.

"You hate what?" said a voice behind him. Tommy turned around to see his dad.

"Erm...hi dad..."he stammered.."I, meant to say, I hate Pokemon..."

"hmm," said his father. His father was pokemon master of the world, Ash Ketchum. He knew how much his son hated piano, but he wanted Tommy to accomplish something that he gave up.

"I know how much you love Pokemon, but you have to keep taking lessons." His father smiled and took him to the car. Tommy always wanted to be like his father, a pokemon master.

But how could I become a master if I'm taking stupid piano lessons!-he thought.

"So may I ask," said his father, "Are you thinking, how could I possibly become a Pokemon Master, if I'm taking lessons."

Tommy looked shocked, --hhow ccould he possibly know?

"Ya, I was going to ask that," he shrugged.

"Well,"his father answered, "you can't, and I'm sorry." He continued to drive and finally they were home. Tommy felt so angry, he slammed the car door and stomped up to the porch. Looked at his mother and slammed the door.

"Hi hon--" she was stopped by her son's slam. Tommy's mother had brown hair and beautiful green eyes, her name was May, the daughter of the rock pokemon gym leader and winner of 10 pokemon contests.

"I wonder what's gotten into him..." she siged and sat back in her chair.

"Don't worry about that," said Ash, "I'll talk to him."

May nodded as Ash went inside.

All he wants is to be a pokemon master..like me...-thought Ash. When Ash got to Tommy's room, he found him practising on his keyboard, singing,

"how I wish to be, a pokemon master, pokemon master."

"That's a cool song," said his dad smiling,"did you compose that?" Ash closed the door and pulled a chair next to his son.

"You know," continued Ash, "you don't have to play piano, we could go out tomorrow and buy some pokeballs."

"pi--chuuu!" cried Tommy's pet pichu.

"Sounds great dad," answered Tommy,"I'm going to stick to this." He grunted and continued to play. His dad felt guilty and left the room.

Tommy slammed the door as his father left and hit the keys on his keyboard. Dang! the keyboard screamed and Pichu and Tommy covered their ears. Tommy got up and went to bed...

"I hate Piano, I HATE IT, HATE IT!" he screamed. Pichu hugged Tommy and comforted him,

"Pichu..."

Tommy's screams could be heard from downstairs, his father and him went through this everyday when they got home from lessons.

"Honey," said May, "we have to deal with this, whether we like it or not.

"I know," said Ash, "before something bad happens."

Tommy was still in his room screaming, he couldn't take it anymore.

"I guess, I'll have to stick to piano, for dad...but in the meantime," he got up and packed all his piano books away with his keyboard in the closet. Pichu looked up at him.

"There,"he said smiling, "I give up..."

Hey guys, this is chapter 1, hoped you liked it...

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