Hey, guys! I'm back again with another chapter, as you can see! If you don't know, recently I've been somewhat slacking off from writing. I have my reasons, though! I've been busy making videos and things, but, now, I'm done with all of that stuff for a little bit, because I've finished filming everything for one channel, and I only have to make three videos for my Pokemon dedicated YouTube channel, which is called POKEGOLD290, by the way, in case you want to check it out. Why am I telling you all this? Because I have a reveal to make: I'm going to try and post a chapter or two every week! I can't promise everything, but I'm going to try. So, be excited about that. Oh, and in case some of you were thinking I might be losing enthusiasm for writing, that's not the case. I'm not quitting any time soon, I was just a little busy. Something like that will most likely happen every month or so. Anyway! Enough of this! Let's get to the chapter!
"Ready, set, go!"
Those words from Sycamore's mouth marked the start of the race. Ash, Serena, Clemont and Bonnie all sprung forward on their Rhyhorn.
Charging towards the first turn, the four of them were neck to neck, even Clemont, who was previously struggling to ride his Rhyhorn.
As soon as they turned the corner, Clemont started to lag behind the other three, with Serena in the lead, Bonnie behind her, and Ash a few inches behind Bonnie.
As soon as the last stretch started, Ash passed Bonnie, meaning that it was between him and Serena.
It seemed as if Ash was going to win, but in the last second, Serena rushed past him and crossed the finish line, winning the race before skidding to a halt.
"Serena is the winner!" Sycamore exclaimed, causing the crowd to cheer. While it was obvious to many that Serena would win, as she had the most Rhyhorn racing experience out of everyone in the camp, everyone also thought that Ash put up a good fight.
Clemont and Bonnie stopped a few seconds later, hopping off their Rhyhorn for a few moments, as Sycamore called the four racers over to talk to him.
"You four were great out there, you know," Sycamore told them, causing Serena and Clemont to blush, and Ash and Bonnie to look confused, knowing that it wasn't really that hard.
"It wasn't hard, Professor," Ash said nonchalantly.
"It was so difficult for me, though," Clemont said.
Sycamore laughed. "It's a difficult thing to do unless you've got natural talent," he said. "Anyway, go and sit with everyone else."
The four obliged, walking over and sitting together next to the other campers, who immediately started to indulge the four with questions about the race, much to the dismay of them when their questions were turned down.
"Sorry, I don't know how I did it, so I can't answer anything," Ash told them, to which both Clemont and Bonnie nodded in agreement, with Serena staying quiet as an excuse like that wouldn't make sense for her, especially since she has been taught by her mother, the famous Rhyhorn racer.
A few hours later, everyone had finished racing, and everyone had eaten dinner. Clemont and Bonnie had already gone to bed and fallen asleep, but Ash and Serena had decided to go out and spend some time together, just relaxing on a bench.
"I like this breeze," Serena said nonchalantly, closing her eyes and leaning back, enjoying it to its fullest.
"Yeah, it's nice," Ash said, agreeing with her.
Serena smiled, placing her hand on Ash's and squeezing it lightly.
"S-Serena! W-What are you doing?!" Ash exclaimed, retracting his arm quickly in shock.
"S-Sorry!" Serena blurted out. "I thought it would be nice!"
A moment of awkward silence passed between the two of them before Ash grabbed Serena's hand and interlocked his fingers with hers.
"A-Ah! What are you doing?" Serena asked, confused as to why he decided to do that.
"You're right," Ash muttered, turning to look at her. "It is nice."
Now blushing, Serena smiled at him before closing her eyes and resting her head on Ash's shoulder. If they were going to do one thing, they might as well do more.
Ash chuckled a little, resting his head on hers, enjoying the time they were spending together before Serena spoke.
"Can we sleep together again tonight, Ash?"
Ash blushed a little, lifting his head up to look Serena in the eyes. "Anything for you, Serena."
Smiling, Serena stood up, pulling Ash up to before leading him back to the cabin. "I'm not going to waste any time, Ash. I want to spend as much time with you as possible."
Ash laughed a little before he finally realised something. "Um, Serena," Ash started, stopping in his tracks, causing Serena to turn and look at him.
"Yeah?"
"What are we?"
This question took Serena by surprise, as she looked at him, clearly confused. "What do you mean, Ash?"
Ash sighed, looking down. "Well, we're clearly more than friends, but we're not together. So, I was wondering about what we actually are."
Serena blushed. "We're friends with benefits, I guess."
"Would you be okay with us being more?" Ash asked her, looking her straight in the eyes.
Serena almost squealed in delight as she dashed forwards and pulled him into a tight embrace. "Are you asking me out?!" She asked him, waiting for the answer.
"No?" Ash said, confused, causing Serena to pull away and look at him. "I'm just asking if you'd be okay with it."
Serena felt embarrassed. "Oh," she muttered, looking down at the floor. "W-Well, I'd love it, honestly."
"Oh, okay," Ash said nonchalantly before walking away into the cabin and to bed, leaving Serena standing out there more confused than ever. What was all that about?
She turned around and raced into the cabin, quickly darting into the bathroom to get changed. She wasn't sure, but she guessed that she would still be sleeping with Ash.
When she came back out, Ash greeted her, gesturing at the space next to him, letting Serena know that it would be okay for her to get in with him.
Serena hopped in, pulling the covers over them both and resting her head on his chest, nuzzling her head into it a little before closing her eyes.
"Goodnight, Serena," Ash said, closing his eyes.
"Goodnight, Ash."
The next morning, everyone in the camp was awoken by a very loud announcement booming across the entire campsite, startling most people, and confusing others.
"Everyone, get up now. We're all going for an early morning jog!"
Begrudgingly, everyone got out of bed, quickly throwing on some clothes before leaving.
Sycamore, knowing that he was going to be greeted by some groggy people, had prepared a load of coffee in paper cups, which everyone gratefully accepted.
Four hours was how long they jogged for that morning, much to the dismay of everyone, especially since they woke up at eight, so they were still slightly tired.
When they all finally returned to the camp, they had lunch and Sycamore told them to relax for two or so hours, so they did just that, getting called out again at two-o-clock for the next activity.
"So, seeing as we have maybe six hours to do something, we will be doing something that won't take too long: a Pokémon spotting activity," Sycamore told everyone before going on to explain. "You will split up into groups consisting of your cabin roommates and go into the forest. Every group will have a camera, and you need to try and take the most amount of pictures. You can take one picture per Pokémon, and you can all have one Pokémon per person in case you get attacked. When I blow my whistle in three hours, you will come back here. Understood?"
Everyone nodded.
Sycamore and his assistant handed every group a camera and blew a whistle when they were finished, meaning that the activity had started.
There we go! Another chapter! As you may have noticed, this chapter is slightly longer than the last one, and that's because I'm not in a rush to get this one out. Anyway, leave a review with anything you want in it, as I will approve. Yes, even 'hate.' It's merely constructive criticism, so I'll be happy to hear about what I need to improve. BYE!
