Me: Hello people of the internet!

People of the Internet: BOOOO! You haven't updated in forever!

Me: *Hangs head in shame* I know…I suck… Sorry I was so busy writing songs, and trying to get rid of writer's block…It's getting so bad that I can barely write songs or design and other artsy stuff like that! An Fprmr1 without art is a very unhappy Fprmr1… So if any of you know where writer's block lives do you mind hunting it down and killing it? Well, on with the fic!

Oh and p.s. I'm going to change my penname soon; I'm going to change it to Quil of Articuno, I just remembered one of my favorite Pokémon from the original series yay!

Misty's POV:

After talking and finishing the rest of our meal, Ash and I parted at the entrance of the restaurant.

"See you tomorrow night?" He asked me.

I mentally scanned over the schedule I had and I tried to see if the group and I could go to the club tomorrow night. Since May had her date tonight and nobody was doing anything else tomorrow night I didn't see why not.

"Sure." I replied with a nod.

Ash then looked seriously at me, nothing like the care-free guy he was during lunch.

"Misty, do you ever get the feeling that we've already met?" He asked me out of the blue.

"What do you mean?" I asked him, I'm pretty sure I haven't met him before; I don't know anything about him.

"I don't know, I just get this strong feeling that I met you before… Well, see you later Mist." And with that he walked away.

I stopped in my tracks.

"Mist?" I questioned to no one. Nobody calls me that, but why does it seem so familiar? Like I should be called that.

Dawn's POV:

I eased the car into the parking spot in front of the loft boutique and a couple of seconds later Paul pulled up to the parking spot next to mine.

I saw him take one look at the boutique and I knew he just regretted following me and ditching Leaf and Gary. I smiled and got out of the car.

Paul got outside of his car at the same car. I smirked at him.

"Home sweet home." I said.

"Just end my misery now…" he muttered.

"Aw, don't get all moody and cold on me now." I told him while pulling him inside the boutique.

"Kill me now, there's more pink here than I've ever seen in my entire life." He complained when I finally succeeded in pushing him through the doorway that led to the office of the boutique.

"Miss Berlitz!" The attendant shrieked when she saw me.

"Good afternoon Donna." I greeted.

"Glad to see you again! I know you're a little late but we're always happy to squeeze you in, you are our favorite customer." Donna gushed.

"Thanks so much!" I said gratefully, I was so worried they wouldn't let me in.

"And who's this handsome young man with you?" Donna asked me.

"That's Paul. He's a friend." I replied while trying to make sure Paul didn't try to escape while my attention was elsewhere.

"Are you sure he's just a friend?" Donna teased after she saw me pulling Paul by the hand back into the office.

"Very." Paul glowered at her. So it seems he was paying attention to the conversation after all.

"Alright, alright. Now if you two will follow me to the salon back here we'll have Miss Berlitz situated in no time." Donna explained while leading us to the backroom which was also the boutique's salon.

May's POV

I had a lot of time to kill before Drew comes to pick me up in three hours.

I decided to take a ridiculously long bath; goodness knows how long it's been since I've had a moments rest with my job and all. I grabbed a couple of towels from the hanger behind my bedroom door and marched to my bathroom. I opened the cabinet under the sink and got out my body wash, my special loofah, some bath salts, and some decorative rose petals.

I then went to the bathtub and drew myself a bath, I added some of the body wash to add bubbles to the water and on top of the bubbles I added the rose petals.

I slowly eased myself into the water and sighed.

This was the life.

I stayed in there for an hour or so and finally got out, my fingers and toes were wrinkled and that made me laugh.

I covered myself with a towel and wrapped my head with the other one, getting myself dry and no longer wet.

I then turned off the water and left my bathroom to go to my bedroom.

I really liked my bed room, the walls were orange, a burnt sort of orange. The kind of orange a beautiful sunset would be. And on the walls were white decals of flower petals, randomly painted on the walls so that it made them look like a wind was sweeping them around the room.

I had a queen sized bed, the down comforter was light red in color and a similar looking whit flower petal design was on it as well. It was pure luck I found that comforter.

I had a white night table next to the bed and it had a couple of books and a lamp on it the lamp was gold and it had a scarlet lampshade as decoration.

In the corner of my room was a small desk, it was also white and it had a bunch of drawers where I would put the files the HQ would give me when I was assigned a mission, my desk also had random papers with my drawings on it along with some pencils (both colored and the usual gray type.)

In front of my bed in a white cabinet sort of thing was my TV, it was a medium sized flat screen. Not too big, but not small either. I made my way to my walk in closet and well, walked into it. I found the covered dress that Ella had given me and carefully laid it on my bed. I went back to the closet and grabbed some strappy silver stilettos that would go with the dress and headed back out.

I carefully put the dress on along with the heels and went to the full length mirror I had in the corner of my room. I had to say Ella had some really good fashion sense because I looked really good. I smiled at my reflection one more time before I headed back to the bathroom to figure out what to do with my hair and make-up.

Line Break

As I nervously put the finishing touches on my make-up I looked over myself in the mirror for probably the thousandth time. I hoped I looked good.

I eagerly looked at the time on my cellphone, wait...eager? I shouldn't be eager...this is just for the mission, gain his trust then stab him in the back when he wasn't looking...that's all it was...

I shook my head as if to rid it of these thoughts as I walked into my bedroom. I still had around ten minutes before I expected Drew to come and pick me up.

I looked around the room, eager for any distraction when my eyes fell on the book that I tripped over this morning.

"I don't remember this..." I mumbled to myself. I leaned over to pick it up from next to my bed when I noticed that it must've fallen from a dusty box under my bed. I pulled out the box and found an old uniform, a small box full of letters, and some pictures.

I returned my attention to the book; it had a worn navy blue cover. I opened it and the first thing I noticed was that the pages seemed a little aged.

As I turned the pages I immediately recognized the faces of my friends, Ella, and I in different pictures. Funny, I don't remember being in any of these places with them...

And that's when it hit me; this was the yearbook my friends and I made to remember our years at the academy.

I turned the page I was previously on and a big picture of My friends, Ella, the boys from the club, one extra guy I really didn't recognize from the club but he had the same colored eyes as Drew, and me posing in.

We were all sitting under a cherry tree and a picnic of sorts was next to us. It was then that I noticed the different poses we were all in.

Nearest to the picnic basket were Ash and Misty, Ash had a chicken leg in one of his hands and was feeding it to Misty who was blushing like crazy.

Next to them were Gary and Leaf, Gary looked as if he were laughing at something Leaf had said and he had one of his arms around her. She was smiling and looked to be leaning into his arm.

A couple of feet away from them were Dawn and Paul, Paul was rolling his eyes at Dawn while she gave him a peck on the cheek. If I looked carefully I could notice the slightest blush on his face.

And then closest to the trunk of the cherry tree were Ella, Drew, the extra boy, and me.

Drew was giving the boy a noogie while I looked to be trying to pull Drew off of the poor boy. Ella was next to the boy, holding his left hand and blushing like crazy.

As I kept on studying the picture the memory of that day slowly came back to me.

I remembered the reason that Drew was giving the boy a noogie was because the boy just asked Ella to be his girlfriend. The boy who I vaguely remember to be named Asher was Drew's younger brother and Drew was trying to embarrass him by saying his little brother was growing up and that he better give him a noogie for old time's sake. I was mad at him for ruining the moment for Ella and Asher.

I grinned at the memory.

I turned the page expecting to see another group photo or something, but instead it was a very intimate shot of me and Drew.

It was taken later at the same day and place because we were still at the cherry tree and had the same clothes on, but a sunset had overtook the area.

I was leaning against the trunk of the tree, blushing.

Drew was in front of me kneeling on both of his knees and had a soft smile on his lips, he was gently putting a rose in my hair behind my ear.

And just to add to the moment the petals from the blossoms of the cherry tree were falling.

Knock, Knock.

Think of the devil...

I breathed deeply and put the yearbook back into the box, which I then put back under my bed.

I left my bedroom and walked toward the front door where Drew was waiting for me.

I opened it and there was Drew looking too good for his own good. The Grass head's ego was probably huge right now. I think Sexy and I Know It is his theme song…

"May, you look beautiful." He told me while handing me a single thorn-less rose. I smiled while I sniffed it.

"You don't look too bad yourself." I joked.

"Please, I know I look hot." He bragged.

"Maybe in your world." I dead panned.

"Stop trying to deny it, it'll ruin the night." He joked.

"Whatever you say Drew. So where are you taking me?" I asked him.

"You ever heard of Carnegie Hall? I have the main stage reserved just for us. I've arranged for us to have dinner there and a small private concert for us." He replied with a smile.

I couldn't even make a sound.

"Impressed?" He asked.

I couldn't even shake my head yes. I bet my eyes were as wide as dinner plates.

"I'll take that as a yes." He said. I suddenly shook my head as if to wake up and I smiled.

"Ready to go?" he asked.

"Let me just grab my purse and lock up." I replied. I dashed to my bedroom and grabbed my black clutch, which had my cellphone, wallet, keys, small make-up bag, and a compact mirror. I took out my cell-phone and texted Ella.

Going on date with Drew now, he's taking me to CARNEGIE HALL for dinner and a small private concert. O.O

I didn't wait long to get my reply.

How the fudge did he manage to reserve CARNEGIE FREAKING HALL!?

I chuckled while I typed my reply.

I don't know! Wish me luck ;)

And with that I closed my phone and put it back into my purse, I then took out my keys and ran back to Drew who was still waiting for me by the door.

"Ready now?" he asked.

I nodded and went outside with him, before we left I closed the door and locked it.

He led me to his car which was a sleek black mustang convertible. He went to the passenger side of the car and opened the door for me. I smiled and carefully got in, being careful that the slit on the side of my dress didn't show too much…

He closed the door then got into the driver's seat, revved it back on and away we rode into the night.

End chapter five here ;)

Me: I know I promised a longer chapter, so here you go! It's as much as my writer's block allowed me to write *mutters* stupid writer's block… So anyways, hope you liked the chapter! Why don't you tell me how much you liked it, or hated it? Come on people I want to face my first flame! Flaming like a Charizard didn't count, he only made fun of the name of one of my fics (how original), but I want an actual flame on my writing style or something to the matter, tell me how OOC Drew is, tell me how stupid it is to describe the room. Just please tell me? Only request is that when you flame no swearing, kay? And if you are keep it to a minimum kay?