What happened last chapter: ..."Good night, May." He whispered to her softly, even though he knew she couldn't hear him, and he laid back against his sleeping bag, and closed his eyes, dreaming of nature, and the Pokémon world.

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CHAPTER 2: May's Diary

May winced as the sunlight hit her face and realized it was now early morning. Tiredly, her eyelids opened to the almost-too-bright scene before her. May rubbed her eyes, yawned, and rose in a few moments. She set out to find more supplies.

While exploring, May found a Gold Ball and plenty of berries growing in the soil. May grinned, placed the berries carefully in her backpack, stuck her gold ball into her right pocket for safety, then hurried back to the camp with her treasure. Kindling the fire, May placed Peachpa berries and other varieties of berries along with some water in the pot. After it cooked for a while, May tasted the mixture and smiled. Usually, her berry soup tasted horrible, but once every now and then it would taste good. Every time she cooked, she threw a different combination of berries in the pot. May made a mental note of the recipe in her brain to make it again.

In the Hoenn region there were mostly berries to eat, but rarely May would find something good to eat at the PokéMart. May's Beautifly was the first to wake up. Yawning, her Beautifly walked up to the pot and gave a small chirp of hunger. May, smiling, gave Beautifly five big spoonfuls of berry soup. Her Beautifly, now contented, woke up the other pokémon. As the first, biggest, and strongest pokemon of the group, she was the leader. She listened to May, and no one else. Now awake, the other pokémon waited in line to be fed.

May gave them five spoonfuls each, so that they would be content for the rest of the day. The pot was empty now, so May walked off to find some more berries for herself and Brendan.

Later in the morning, Brendan woke up and went to look for May.

.May piled a ton of berries into her bag and walked back to camp, when suddenly she smashed headfirst into Brendan's chest.

May squeaked from suprise. Brendan was chuckling now. May, in a sudden burst of anger, yelled, "Brendan! Why did you scare me like that?"

Brendan grinned, "I didn't mean to scare you, I was just looking for you. That isn't a crime, is it?"

May's face grew redder with embarassment with every second as she looked down. "Sorrygottogo," she muttered really fast and walked away. She didn't dare to look at him in the eye.

Unfortunately for her, May left her backpack inadvertently in the dirt. The contents of her bag spilled everywhere. Brendan bent down to place the fallen items back into her bag when something that also fell out of the backpack caught his eye. May's Journal, the cover said. Brendan picked it up and examined it. Then, out of curiosity, he opened the cover to the first page.

Dear Journal,

Mom gave me this book to write in during my Pokémon travels. I think it's a great idea, but I don't think I'll use it a lot, because I'll be having too much fun being with my Wurmple and the other Pokémon that I catch!

I've moved to Littleroot town. It's a quiet, small place. There is only one other family here, and a few citizens who traveled from other places. Oh, to have the freedom to go wherever you wish!

I hope I get to travel the entire Hoenn region soon...anyway-!

I helped Professor Birch from being attacked from a Poocheyena. He also gave me a wurmple for my troubles, and also for a starter pokemon. I love her, she is so beautiful!

There's also this guy named Brendan next door – he's a little cute, and his mom is very nice also. It turns out he's also into pokémon, and he's already started being a trainer! I'm SO envious!

Yet, he also battled me today – and I beat him! (at this moment Brendan frowned, remembering the day someone finally beat him - May, a newbie, in fact!) I'm a little bit surprised though, he's experienced and I'm not. But he STILL looks cute when he's mad. What am I saying? I would cross that sentence out, but it would look ugly in my first journal entry.

I'm really grateful for all that's happened today! I've made a new friend!

Well, now I feel tired, so good night, journal!

Love,

May

Brendan stopped there, the words that he read echoing in his head. "...he's a little cute….cute…"

Although he was still curious to know what was in the rest of the journal, he decided that May deserved the right to have the rest of the contents of her journal private. Carefully, he placed the journal back into the bag along with everything else that fell out, and walked back to camp with May's bag. May was there, telling a story to the pokémon….

As if by cue, they both looked at each other, May stopping right in the middle of her sentence. May blushed. "Hey, Brendan," she said, trying to advert her eyes from his own. She could not do so. "Oh….here's your bag." Brendan said as he handed it to her. "You left it by accident."

"Thanks again." May gave him a genuine smile, still blushing a little, taking back her bag. She checked to see the inside of the backpack. She sighed with relief. Her journal was still there, and it looked unread.

Brendan was about to turn away, but May stopped him. "Listen, Brendan, I'm sorry for my behavior today. I didn't mean to yell at you like that. It's not like you did anything wrong..."

At this, Brendan refused to face her. "It's okay." he said. He felt guilty as she said that, for he did felt he did something wrong. He had read her diary, although it had no secrets in it that he read about so far. "Well, are you ready now?" he grinned at May, stepping onto the route.

"Of course! I'd thought you'd never ask." May smiled back, right behind him.

They both traveled together for the rest of the day, each thinking about the other the whole entire way.

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Preview of the Next Chapter, "The Truth Will Set You Free":

...But Brendan lifts off a kind of weightin my heart. I can laugh with him, talk with him and I don't feel as bad as I felt before I moved to Littleroot.

I get this feeling with him that I don't get with anybody else. A feeling of closeness...

It's not the kind of feeling like how I feel with my family,those are really close to me. It's different...but in some ways I can't describe the feeling...

...is it...more than just a crush?...