Hroondeel's Notes
Yes! This is my first fanfic! I'm new to this, but suspect May to be more like the manga character Sapphire then May from the anime. Sorry to those who don't like this! Well, I'd really love reviews anyways, and any constructive comments would be great! I want my story's to improve so review…even if that means flaming!
Through the tiny gap in the moving truck, a girl with very light, almost pale, skin could make out some houses. Her sapphire-blue eyes squinted as she kneeled down on a box to see more. Suddenly, the truck jerked forward, the box slipping from her feet, and she flew across the truck to the other side. She yelped, and struggled to get up, rubbing her forehead. The truck's engine slowly stopped, and she heard a door slam open. Automatically, she jumped with the speed of a cat onto a box and put her ear on the truck's side. All she heard was her mom's voice and an unfamiliar reply of a man. All of a sudden, the back door of the moving truck swung open.
"May! Quit that!" May's mother, Mrs. Birch, accused. May was about to protest but simply said, "Sorry." with a hint of sarcasm. Mrs. Birch rolled her eyes. May jumped out of the truck, and automatically was bombarded with stares. It wasn't just her strange hairdo , it was her outfit. Barely an outfit as she was practically naked. She had snatched two palm leaves and made them into a top and a skirt and her feet were bare. She sniffed the air, and looked around. All of the houses were small and short, two floors at the most. "Quite small of a town, compared to Goldenrod." she commented. Mrs. Birch said, "For the better. Goldenrod was always bustling with crowds, travelers, everything. It was very annoying." May muttered under her breath, "and dimwitted snobs…" The snobs were a group of girls who always hung out in the lobby of Goldenrod's huge mall. They would almost never buy anything; they just stood there to build their "reputation" and loved nothing more than to make fun of May and her clothing. They were the only things May didn't miss right now. While Mrs. Birch tried to make conversation, May's dad, a well-known professor, hopped out of the truck. Like always, he was wearing khaki shorts and sandals, his favorite attire for fieldwork. "May! There you are! I was hoping you'd help me move my equipment into my lab today! Oops, sorry, our lab! You're going to be my head-assistant! Isn't that great?" May's hopefulness vanished. "Ohhhh…uh, sure I guess," she said, scratching the back of her head. Either way, the place would be a mess thanks to her dad. He was a slob, making a mess everywhere he went, so she figured she'd just toss everything in a corner, and he wouldn't notice. But of course, her mom would.
May sometimes considered her mom to be the maid of the house, as May wasn't too organized either. Her mom always fixed everything just how she wanted, everything had to be spotless, picture perfect, and so Mrs. Birch probably held the place together. "Well, May? Don't you want to see your new home?" she said, not exactly needing an answer. She gracefully ran in front of a white house with a dark brown roof. Some flowers were growing in its front yard. Well, there was grass everywhere, except on the pavement next to the houses itself, and it was obvious that someone had ripped all of it out. "Come on, come on." Mrs. Birch gently coaxed. May followed her mom, sticking out her bottom lip in frustration. When she entered, she found herself in front of a table with two chairs set out on either side. A little kitchen was in a corner, with a refrigerator and sink. "Well isn't this the humble life!" Mrs. Birch cried out. May didn't reply. Instead, she was wrinkling her nose, inspecting every inch she could find. "May dear…your room's upstairs." Mrs. Birch said. May climbed up the stairs, and standing in front of her was a neatly set bed with an orange comforter. A pink rug was laid out in the middle of the room, and in the far-right corner was a desk with a computer. "Useless." She muttered. She sat on the bed, staring at a map of Hoenn and a pink clock. "All I'd ever use a computer for was for item deposit, that's it." She then grimaced. "Mom still thinks my favorite color is pink!" she then plopped her whole body onto the bed and groaned. "I can't believe this," she grumbled, shaking her head. "I guess I'll go outside…there's much more for me there then in this jailhouse." She stomped down the stairs, and without a word, slammed the door and stormed outside. The air was very fresh, she noticed. It was nothing compared to the air in Goldenrod, which was always polluted, thanks to the new subway. She found a comfy looking tree and scrambled up like a monkey. She sat on one of its branches and sighed. A short boy with glasses told her to come down, so she wouldn't hurt herself. She snorted, as she would never in her life fall of a tree. She was known as the master of tree and rock climbing, not for being afraid of them. The kid squinted at her and asked, "Aren't you one of the Birches? You moved in right?" May nodded. "Lucky! You're neighbors with Brendan! He's awesome! He has this really cool Mudkip and his dad is a gym leader! You should go ask him for some lessons!" At hearing this, May swiftly jumped out of the tree, surprising the kid, as she didn't break any bones.
"Hmph. I don't need training." She said confidently, walking off on the kid, thinking, "Whoever this Brendan is, he'd better be ready to lose!"
Well?What did you think? Please review and be on the lookout for chapter 2!