Tennis Tournament

The game of Tennis has become quite popular over the years. People play the game for fun and for sport. For professional players, the game is a way of life.

A young fifteen-year old girl named Misty Waterflower had just started her career in Tennis. She was a beginner but she had great ambitions. She wanted to be the best Tennis player in the world so she knew that she needed more than just some old Tennis instructor. It wasn't until now that she had realized how much she would regret joining the international championship Tennis club. This club was home to the country's top athletes. The ten best members would be entered in the elite tournament. It was official. The second she walked up to the door of the big palace in front of her she knew that this was a mistake. See, the Tennis club was actually a large palace owned by Princess Kaya. She was the proud owner of the country's greatest players! The palace was specially equipped with over 100 dormitories and a large Tennis court in the one place not locked up indoors… the arena. The arena was where the players made a scene. The winners would advance to the next ranking. The lowest was 90th place. Now that Misty was an official member living there from now on, the lowest, or in other words, her rank, was now 91st.

She slowly approached the door and tapped on it lightly. The door opened as Kaya's ever-faithful butler and judge, Klahador, opened the door. "Yes? Oh, you must be Misty! We have awaited your arrival. Please do come in! You shall be escorted to your dormitory. All beginners must share a dormitory with the 90th, 89th, 88th, and 87th ranked players. So you will share a dorm with Gir, Zim, Serena and Weevil. Make yourself at home." Misty bowed in appreciation for her fine greeting and followed Klahador through the hallway.

She knew the palace would be huge, but she never expected it to be this big. She wondered how all this could fit in a mansion that looked so small from the outside. Well, small if you consider 50 stories high to be small. She was impressed. 'Wow, Kaya must be loaded.' She thought to herself.

After a long walk down many hallways and 48 floors, she had reached her dorm. "This is your dormitory, Misty. I trust that you will grow used to it and make sure that you try not to make friends with Gir. He's retarded, you know." Misty nodded nervously. The thought of one of her roommates being retarded made her sweat nervously. She opened the door to be greeted by the strangest figures she had ever seen. Serena and Weevil were human enough, but Gir and Zim looked like aliens. Gir approached Misty and said, "PINECONES!" Misty backed off and tried to comprehend why he had said
"pinecones". Zim pushed him to the side and stated, "Don't mind him. He's just a retard. I am Zim! I am probably the most intelligent one here!" Weevil smirked and retorted, "Smartest one here? I guess that makes ME the king of nerds! Ha, ha, ha! You couldn't even figure out two plus two!" Zim growled and retorted, "Fool, everyone knows that it's three!" Misty giggled and stated, "Actually, the answer's four. Two plus two is four." Weevil gasped sarcastically and stated, "She's right! Imagine that!" Weevil laughed as Zim started to boil up. His veins had never been allowed to grow this big. He almost exploded but soon calmed himself down and repeated, "You are no longer evil, you are no longer evil… ah, that's better." Serena walked up to Misty and shook her hand. "It's so nice to finally have another girl to talk to in this dorm! I seriously hate the alien, robot and little ugly nerd with the obsession with bugs!" All three members of the dorm glared at Serena for making this disgraceful comment. Serena noticed their expressions and stated, "Oh, c'mon, this isn't the first time I've said this in front of you." Misty laughed and stated, "I guess I might like it here after all."

Later that day, after Misty had unpacked, Serena showed her to the member's lounge. This is where people ate lunch or just sat down to talk. Misty soon noticed the cutest boy she had ever met approaching her. He had black hair and a Tennis cap with a letter A on the top. He wore a red jacket with a blue T-shirt underneath. Misty soon realized whom she was going ga-ga over. It was the grand champion, first place in the league, Ash Ketchum. Misty soon regained her posture and tried to pass by him and pretend that she didn't notice him. 'Why would he want to talk to me?' she thought. Strangely enough, Ash had wanted to talk to her. It was made evident when he stopped her in her tracks. "Hello, what's your name?" he asked. Misty stammered and answered, "M-M-Misty Waterflower." Ash smiled and stated, "Oh, you're the new girl hear at the club. I hear you're a beginner. You may feel nervous, like you don't belong here, but I have to tell you something. Most of the people here are pushovers. All contestants who are ranked 70th and under are all ranked so low for being pushovers. You don't have to be afraid. As long as Kaya expects you to face them first, you'll learn quickly and you might soon be good enough for 20th place at the very least." Misty soon filled with some new confidence. Sadly, she was also a pushover and would probably never even be able to beat 85th. She was ten times the pushover everyone else was. All she could do was serve the ball. She could never hit it back at her opponent. She was weak. Heck, she probably couldn't even beat Gir the retarded robot. She was just so weak.

For some reason, while she had pondered this, Ash hadn't even left. He was still standing there staring at her like he had never seen a girl wearing a common, everyday Tennis outfit. As she looked around, she noticed that she was the ONLY one there next to Ash who wore a Tennis outfit. Suddenly, a boy with spiked hair approached Ash and stated, "Hey, who's the hot girl?" Misty knew that this guy was Brock. His last name was unknown, but he was ranked 2nd. He was the only one who could even score more than 30 against Ash, but he could never beat Ash. Ash was invincible when it came to Tennis. "So, Ash, who's the lucky girl?" Ash turned around and answered, "This is Misty, the new girl." Brock beamed and started to hover around her. "Oh my gosh! She's so pretty." He tried to kiss Misty. Before his lips could touch, Misty slapped him straight across the cheek. "Wow! She's spunky!" Ash laughed and stated, "Oh, you may have to worry. There are two more like him. Anyway, I'll see ya' around." Ash went off into the distance as Misty looked on to take one last glimpse at him.

After another hour, Misty had met with every one of the members and had gotten to know them. Soon, half of them wanted to be her new friends while some considered her the new competition. Soon, Misty heard and announcement. "Misty Waterflower, you must report to the arena for your first match. Your opponent will be Sanji." Misty gulped. 'Sanji? You have got to be kidding me! He's ranked number 60!' she thought to herself. What was a bad choice for her first opponent. She felt her heart quiver, but she had been assigned a match and had to attend. She walked into the arena and prepared for her first match.