I Don't own Pokemon, nor do I own anything related to it. The only thing I own are my OCs

A/N:Thanks so much to everyone who's favorited this story, and even more thanks to those who took the time to write a review!

I'm Back!! Good news: My shoulders are patching up very well and and my pins will get taken out soon! Bad News: The surgery will put me out of commission for a bit, so the next few chapters might take a bit longer then I'd like, so please hang in there! Here's the next chapter (Sorry it's a bit short!)

Leaves rustled and twigs snapped as Mandy rummaged her way through the thick brush of the forest. Her level of frustration was quickly rising. It had been an hour since she and Nicole had split, and there was no sign of any Pikachu in these parts of the woods. Just as she turned around to make her way back, the sound of someone shouting filled her ears.

"Don't any of you have an Antidote!?"

As she pushed through the bushes, she came upon the source. In a clearing, A sickly little Squirtle sat, obviously poisoned. A boy, most likely it's trainer, was yelling at a bunch of cheerleaders. 'Gary!'

Quickly reaching into her trusted trainer's bag, she pulled out a bottle filled with a golden-yellow medicine.

"Pardon.." She said shyly, "but... I have an extra antidote, your welcome to use it." A slight tinge of red decorated Mandy's cheeks as she stepped out of the bushes. She was never a 'social butterfly'. Her blush deepened as the group of people shifted their attention to her.

"Hey you're that red trainer back from Grandpa's lab." Gary observed. The girl in red smiled and nodded her head in confirmation before focusing her sights on his injured Pokemon.

She got down on her knees, making herself eye-level with the small, blue turtle. She quickly observed a large scratch on it's arm, the source of it's poisoned state. She lightly shook the bottle for good measure and then sprayed the golden liquid over Squirtle's wound. When the the bottle was empty, she grabbed a small bandage from her bag and placed it over the wound. With a warm smile on her face, she got up and brushed dust and dirt off her red and white slacks.

"Keep an eye on that wound. The poison's effect should fade within the next hour, but it will need a potion to heal it entirely." She for-warned, concern in her voice.

"Thanks... what's your name?"

"Mandy. And you're Gary Oak, right? I heard about you back in Pallet Town."

"So, you have heard of me. No surprise, after all, I am a great trainer and a future Pokemon Master." an arrogant smirk was on his face.

Mandy sweatdropped. 'Someone needs to learn to check their ego at the door.' The sound of leaves rustling caught her attention. She spotted a yellow, lightning bolt-shaped tail poking through some bushes. It paused for a moment, then ran in the other direction.

"Um... yeah, that's great. I got to go!" The red clad trainer then ran in pursuit of the tail. As she ran, the leaves and twigs breaking beneath her feet. A thought popped into her mind that caused her cheeks to turn bright red.

'He's a lot cuter in person.'

Chapter 11: A Chance Encounter!

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