Chapter Two
I didn't get a wink of sleep. I had spent all day and night reading Dawn's dairies and playing with her pokedex. Right now I was myself, I wanted to save my chakra. I buried myself in the sleeping bag so it wasn't obvious. I had observed Dawn's personality and past very well, I think. I hope this is only temporary because if I had to do this for longer than a week, I would worry about Dawn and my clan would worry about me. If they had found me impersonating someone else, they would be furious.
I am writing in this journal, even though it feels very wrong. I feel like I have violated Dawn and disgraced my clan. If you read this Dawn, I am sorry. It was a complete accident. I did it so your friends wouldn't panic. I hope you forgive me... Dawn.
This experience is so exciting at the same time. I feel like a brand new person. All I have to do was control the chakra and act like Dawn. It's going to be a tough challenge, but I have to try it. It would be great to have such booming confidence. I should have been careful what I wished for, because I just got it.
I wanted to be like Dawn, and know I am posing as her. Posing as somebody else is something I've always disagreed with, but my instinct is telling me to go for it. I transformed to make myself look like Dawn. I felt so young and innocent being Dawn. Dancing around and not a care in the world. I feel like a little child again.
Daylight arose and Brock was up and early cooking breakfast. Reading through this journal suggests that he was an excellent cook. It's really refreshing to see a man do all the cooking for once. He does seem to be a really nice person. Piplup came to me and gave me a huge hug. I gave him or her a kiss on the forehead. I'm not exactly sure what gender piplup is, but it doesn't matter to me. Piplup is still cute and adorable.
I jumped out of the tent, yawned and slouched down.
"Morning Dawn," Brock called.
"Hello," I said back.
"Cool pajamas by the way," Brock said. He complimented my sandals, blue pants and grey jumper which was what I would usually wear around the village.
I smiled and said, "thanks Brock. What are you cooking today?"
"Just the usual rice balls with bacon," he said staring at the pan. "It would be great if Ash could help with this stew."
"Do you want me to help?" I asked. Even if Dawn didn't offer to help, it's something I do by my instinct. I feel like I should help someone, but I don't know a way to help myself.
"No thanks Dawn," Brock shouted. "This is a man's stew."
I got out of my clothes and put on a pink mini dress. I couldn't believe how short the dress up, it was way over my knees. I wouldn't be seen dead in the village wearing this. I wore tights underneath because I felt chilly. I was going to save the high heels till later; I would need plenty of practice before I walked in them.
I have a lot to learn.