Hey! I'm back! With another chapter! I'm really loving this story. So I gave ya an extra chapter! It's so much fun to write! I mean, who doesn't like writing about messed up relationships? I'm sorry. I love them, really. I just like the drama. I don't own Pokemon.
Chapter Two
Ash walked quickly to school. Let me rephrase that. Ash ran to school. He was excited. He knew for a fact that Miss Helpline was quick when writing letters. He checked the hole and pulled out the post it note.
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4pm Today. Cafe Cupcake. See you there. Miss Helpline.
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Ash grinned. He stroked the curling handwriting.
"You might be the key to my happiness. Then I can find the door." He whispered.
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Misty glared at the table in the far right. There they were. May and Dawn. Sitting with the popular girls. They had already changed their styles of clothing. They looked beautiful before, but now they looked like the others. Crop tops and short skirts. Ugh. How unoriginal.
She flopped into a chair, before standing up again and leaving the cafeteria. She didn't want to have lunch. She suddenly wasn't hungry. Misty shuffled off to the newspaper headquarters.
"Hey Misty."
Misty spun around. Someone knew her name?
"Hey. Clemont says he wants you." The mystery voice was Iris, the deputy head of the newspaper. Clemont was the head. He was also the only one other than Dawn and May who knew her Miss Helpline identity.
"Thanks Iris." Misty smiled weakly.
Misty ran to the small cupboard tucked away from the rest of the room. She opened the door nervously, and Clemont looked up from his invention.
"Hey Misty. We're publishing the paper tomorrow so you have to post your letters in ASAP." Clemont smiled.
"Oh ok. I have them on me now." Misty grinned and left to type up the letters.
Misty tapped on the keyboard for a few minutes, before leaving to get a coffee. She passed by the boys toilets, and curiosity got the better of her. She was disappointed that the post it note was still there. She pulled it out sadly. But her eyes lit up when she realised it was a different note, one that said 'Sure. See you soon.'
She smiled and tucked it into her pocket.
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"Hey Ash!"
Ash winced as his green haired friend wrapped his arms around him in a bear hug.
"Drew, you might be gay, but I'm not." Ash pulled the arms off.
"Ugh whatever. And I'm trying to be bisexual." Drew sighed.
"Well that doesn't work when you're crushing on your two best friends." Another voice joined the party.
"Paul? Don't you have lunchtime detention?" Ash said in surprise.
"No. It's an after school one." Paul grumbled.
"Oh yeah. How was May or Dawn last night?" Drew piped up.
"Nah, they both had dance practice." Ash lied, remembering how he gone straight home after school.
"Oh. What about tonight?" Drew asked.
"I have family business." Ash winced as he lied once again. "How come you're so keen?"
"Ehh.. I want to ask May for a date." Drew blushed.
"A date?!" Paul cried.
"Good for you. She'll probably think it's a prank. Or she'll get her heart broken. We do break hearts after all." Ash patted Drew on the back.
Drew scowled at Ash, who started walking away.
Ash tapped the piece of paper that lay in his pocket softly. Maybe being normal would do some good to his friends as well as him.
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Misty was nervous. And excited. She wanted school to end quickly. The bell rang and she hauled her bag onto her shoulder, running to her locker. She then checked her mailbox and pulled out the letters inside, stuffing them into her bag messily. Her phone rang and she groaned. Oh well. She would have been early anyway.
"Hello, Misty here."
"Omg, like Misty! We've been trying to call you like, all morning!" Daisy's voice squealed into her ear.
"I turn my phone off at school. What do you want?" Misty sighed.
"You need to come home like now!" Violet screamed.
Misty glanced at her watch. She could afford to be a few minutes late. She ran to her bike and peddled off towards her house.
"Misty! We ,like, were waiting for you!"
"Lily wrote us like another play! And you're in it!"
"It's like so ama-"
"You brought me here for a water ballet?!" Misty screamed. "Why can't you guys get a job? A proper job?! I'm tired of getting errands just to get money to do water shows! And excuse me, but I'm going. I'll be back soon."
She stormed away. Her sisters gaped. Their little sister had just screamed at them? They glanced at each other. Hormones, they all thought, just came a bit late at seventeen.
Misty scowled angrily. Her stupid sisters! Why did they always have to ruin everything for her? She had to go get a job after she finished school, instead of go to uni, just because her sisters couldn't get enough money in with their silly water ballets! And she was going to be late! Damn it! She glanced at her watch. Great. Her watch had decided to run out of battery.
"Stupid watch!" Misty hissed, wrenching it from her wrist and shoving it into her bag.
She grabbed her phone and peered at the time. Two minutes late. Ok, she was already late, but seriously? Why did she say Café Cupcake? It was across town from where she lived! She started to sprint. Why was there so many people? Couldn't they do their grocery shopping tomorrow? She clenched her fist and gritted her teeth as she pushed through the crowd.
At last, she made it. She paused and panted outside the café. And only fifteen minutes late. Well that was lovely. She glanced inside. There was no one she knew there. Except for the waitress, who she faintly recognised.
She pouted childishly, crossing her arms.
"How come when I walk, I'm always late, and when I sprint I'm always early?" She grumbled.
The was a movement behind her. She tried to turn around, but she couldn't.
"Haven't you heard of fashionably late, Miss Helpline?"
Misty turned her head. All colour drained from her face. Of course. It had to be. Ash Ketchum.
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A/N: omg, Ash don't make a move on Misty please! She'll go all angry Misty on you. And I know, the name café cupcake sucks. But what do you do when your mind is blank? And Misty's sisters will come back! If I remember the main plot line, that is!
If you were confused about the key and the door stuff I wrote, it means Misty is the key to finding out about girlfriends and the door is his future girlfriend.
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