When you ride a shooting star.
Chapter 2: Oh god, not her!
Route 39 seemed actually pretty calm today, the pokèmon just lazing about and taking it easy. Well save two of course. Lance and James were going at it with all guns blazing for their training. While James was using his swift attack to ride around Lance, the small ralts had used confusion to stop the swift in it tracks. James was just about to do ember when Chris blew his whistle. "Okay guys, that's enough of a warm up so now let's work on your moves" Chris announced. The two little guys nodded and began their contest practice. "Remember guys" Chris reminded them, "the contests require flair, beauty and power all at once". Chris commanded James to perform his swift riding move then spin and use ember in the sky at the same time. The swift part was good, however James got dizzy and fell over. Lance was a bit better. He used confusion on the dust around him, surrounding him to make a cocoon like structure out of the dirt, but for some reason it broke apart. The reason was that he sneezed. This was getting bad so Chris decided to pull out his whistle to signal that it was time for lunch. The three of them started to chow down on their food when they heard a rustling from the bushes and the faint voice complaining about the forest.
"Honestly Claudia, why couldn't we get the bus?" the voice asked someone. Then Chris started to run for the hills. The voice belonged to a nine year old girl at around 5'3 with tanned skin, chocolate brown eyes, waist length blonde hair and a bossy attitude. She was wearing a white dress that could have doubled up as a skirt, black leggings and navy blue converses. She also had a hot pink umbrella and a matching leather jacket hung on her arm. Chris panicked so he attempted to hide behind a nearby bush. Lance just stood there and waved at the little Ralts that was behind the new girl. "Hey, Lance. Have you seen that idiot I call brother?" she asked the little dude in a sweet yet threatening voice. Familiar to her ways, David lifted the bush with confusion, exposing Chris. "Um, hey Grace, hey Claudia" he nervously welcomed the two. "You. Me . Battle now" Grace bluntly told him.
"Last time I counted Grace you've only got one pokèmon and I have two" Chris replied. She replied by throwing a ball into the air. When it opened out popped a shiny charmander. "Nick, this is my brother Chris" she said to Nick the charmander before adding, "we're gonna battle now" . "Fine by me" he said and so the battle begun.
So what do you think? Grace is Chris' baby sister with attitude. Who do you want to win? I've got a poll up soon to decide this. Please review or I pinch a Happiny. Just kidding. Or am I?