Hey peeps and peepettes! So chapter five was…interesting. Don't worry, this one doesn't have any lemon in. But the slight lemon shall return! If my plot lines stay the same. I don't own Pokemon. Or anything else, except, you know, the story line.

Just to clarify a few things from the last chapter, yes, they did do the process where you make a baby. (I just don't like to put in the proper word, it makes me feel weird) and yes, it is MEANT to be rushed. Part of the plot line, you see. And you peeps asked for longer chapters! And I said no! And you all hated me! So I raised the minimum of words from 1,200 to 1,500. I AM NOT RAISING IT ANY MORE.

Chapter Six

"Look guys. May and I are leaving. We decided it would be a bit too much…" Dawn paused, for emphasis. "Stress. We'll still be cheerleaders and that stuff, but we can't really handle it."

"It's fine. We understand." Serena smiled.

Dawn and May skipped off, silence hung between them.

"How're gonna tell Misty?" May asked, quietly.

"Tell her that our lives are ruined because of that green haired jerk and a purple haired psycho." Dawn smiled slightly.

"Yeah. Hope she won't go all mad on us."

Misty scooped up the letters in her left arm, juggling them through the corridor. May and Dawn stood by her locker. She glared at them, thrusting the papers into her bag casually. Or as casually as she could.

"Hey Misty!"

"Hi May, Dawn. Done with the popular table and come to rescue me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Ugh. Whilst you guys have had sunshine and rainbows, I've had the worst few days possible. And from what I've heard, you guys have had a tiny bit of guy trouble. And I have too. So I've got popcorn and we're having a movie night."

May and Dawn glanced at each other. At least she wasn't biting their heads off. They nodded, following Misty out.

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Ash sat in the empty classroom in thought. He couldn't help wondering what Misty had meant, when she told him that she'd put her anger onto him. He couldn't get her face, sad and sympathetic, out of his head. And he couldn't help wondering if they'd gone too far. He had never felt like this. All he'd ever felt before was nothing compared with this.

Drew walked in, attempting to give Ash a kiss on the cheek. Ash pulled away. After the many years of being with Drew, his reflexes were pretty quick.

"Look Drew, you're the gay one here. I'm not."

Drew's eyes flashed with hurt, Ash feeling slightly guilty. But Drew had to get the message someday.

"Is it possible for me to be bisexual?" Drew whispered.

"Maybe. If you find the right girl."

"I've found her. But she hates me."

"Then go chase after her."

"We playboys don't chase. Don't you remember? You're the ultimate breaker of the hearts."

Ash winced at the word 'playboy'. So it wasn't just him who had their dreams ruined by a title. He started to get excited. Maybe he could get rid of it, but he thought again. It wasn't going to work. Why throw away an almost perfect life? To get a perfect life, he thought bitterly.

"Hey Ash."

"Yes Sir Greenhead?"

"Ugh. Not funny. Should I do this?"

"What does 'this' mean?"

Ash peered over to look at Drew's phone.

"Seriously dude? The matchmaking club? Like what? We can get ourselves any girl we like."

The two boys turned around to see Paul, flicking his hair out of his eyes.

"Hey, it's anonymous. And you guys won't tell, will you?" Drew defended himself.

"Fine." Ash agreed, sharing a look with Paul, who looked slightly amused.

()()()()()

Misty sighed, as she sat on the uncomfortable seat on the train. Dawn and May were coming a little later, so she was alone on the train. She put on her headphones, and went onto her trusty playlist, full of songs that she liked. She frowned slightly, as she saw Ash in the distance, looking less than amused. He stomped through the carridge, past Misty. She stopped him by putting a leg out.

"Why so grumpy?" She grunted.

"None of your business." He scowled.

"Aww, come on. I won't tell! Is it a girl? Then again, you get every girl you want."

"Not all of them."

"Oh yeah. That right. I'm the only exception."

"Can you move your leg?"

"No."

"This is getting stupid."

"I know right!"

"Exactly. Move your leg."

"Tell me what's wrong first."

"Ugh ok. Just this girl is on my mind."

"OoooOoooh! Who is it?"

"Move your leg!"

"Tell me!"

"Hey! You promised!"

"Whatever."

()()()()()

Three girls sat crying on the sofa. Popcorn was spilt on the floor, and used tissues were scattered around the room.

"Why did you have to pick a sad movie, Misty?" May asked, sniffing.

"We all had guy problems, so I figured that we would do better with a happy chic flick."

"You call this happy?" Dawn squeaked.

"Well they all die in the end so yeah." Misty shrugged, as two pairs of glaring eyes turned to her.

"That's depressing." May scowled.

"Yeah." Dawn blew her nose noisily.

Gary arrived home, looking confused. They all looked at each other awkwardly, until Gary walked away. Dawn and May glared at Misty once again. Misty laughed quietly but awkwardly. But her two BFFs kept on staring her down.

"Spill."

()()()()()

Misty walked down the corridor, in her hands lay the project, marked with a clear 'A'. She had gotten her A that she needed, but she felt a twinge of guilt every time she looked at it.

"Misty! Look! I signed up for it!" May came sprinting down the same corridor.

"The matchmaker? What kind of crap did you sign up for?"

"Hey I need love!" May giggled. Misty flinched at the word 'love'.

"And what's your 'anonymous' name?"

"Rose red."

"Why the heck did you pick that?"

"It was either rose red or pickle pie."

"...Stick with the trusty roses then."

"Yep."

"Oh and what happened with Drew, you never told me?"

May's face darkened and she clenched her fist angrily.

"Trust me, you don't wanna know."

()()()()()

Misty sighed, dumping her bag on the side of the sink, not realising the door of the toilet opening, to reveal Casey, one of the popular people. Narrowing her eyes, Misty avoided her, putting on her light layer of lipgloss as casually, or unsuspiciously as possible. Casey looked like a wreck, she noted. Baseball game lost? Misty immediately thought.

"It's nothing to do with baseball." Casey whispered, as though she had read her mind.

"Oh. Ok." Misty felt awkward. It always was. They were from two different universes.

"Y'know, boyfriend troubles." She carried on, as though Misty hadn't spoken.

"Georgio?" Misty frowned, digging through her memory.

"Yep. Don't know whether I love him or not."

"You can feel true love." Misty smiled, slightly. "There's sparks. And you know that they're the person you want to be with with the rest of your life."

Casey glanced at her in surprise. Misty understood. A nerd normally wouldn't know much about the dating business.

"You know, you could easily be popular. You just have to be with the right people. But sometimes, being on top of the school doesn't mean you are free of trouble."

And with that, Casey left, flashing her a watery smile, but it was still perfect, her lips curving at the correct angle, making the smile genuine, not fake, for a magazine. Misty blinked, before pulling her bag onto her shoulders again.

()()()()()

Gary opened the door cautiously. He hoped his 'room mate' didn't host another girly party.

Luckily, she didn't. He smirked, placing the bag on the table. He dumped his homework in the trash, knowing that with some witty words he could get away with it. Besides, he wasn't here for school anyway.

Misty walked out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her head. She didn't see Gary, as she was texting someone on her phone. Gary narrowed his eyes at her. He had to do this right. Playing the correct cards could lead him to success, money, the girl he wanted, everything he ever wished for. All he had to do was play one or two little tricks and a few little lies.

()()()()()

Misty groaned as another text pinged up. Why, in her not so nerdy glasses, did Ash Ketchum have her number? It wasn't like anyone… Damn May and Dawn! She glanced at the text before typing back.

Misty says: you haven't told anyone have u?

Ash says: a gentleman never kisses and tells.

Misty says: you're not a gentleman

Ash says: then why is everyone attracted to me?

Misty says: cos they're all idiots

Ash says: fair enough.

Misty says: bye loser. I have better things to do.

Ash says: bye nerd.

Misty growled. How frustrating was he? Stupid Ash Ketchum. Playboy. Player. She started scowling as she thought up of more words. Arrogant. Infuriating. Annoying. Cute. Wait what?

"Hey Misty!"

Misty turned around and smiled. Sweet Gary. Smiling. Gorgeous. Perfection. Amazing.

"Hey Gary."

"I was just wondering if you were free tonight?"

()()()()()

A/N: CLIFFY! Yasssss, I know you love me X3. And Dawn and May have come back. I really should've left that to chapter seven, but I was like, I MISS THEM TOO MUCH. But don't think the drama with them two is over, don't you worry. I have more stuff up my sleeve! Please review, follow and favourite.

Catsaysmaw xxx