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Now let's move on!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon in any way, shape or size!

My Bike!

(Almost) Grade Two

May (7), Ash (7), Misty (7)

It was a warm August day, perfect for spending time at the park. And that was exactly where May was going right now.

After a long day of shopping, Caroline decided to take her daughter to the park for a while as a reward for good behaviour. Of course, May was more than pleased.

The minute she stepped out of the car, May dashed to the playground up ahead. Ah, it was so nice to finally be released from that shopping mall-prison! May had been starting to feel claustrophobic.

"Hey, May!" The girl turned around to see a familiar boy wearing a baseball cap making his way to her. It was Ash, a new friend she had made at the start of grade one.

"Ash, you're here too?" This was great! Not only did she get to play at the park, but she could with one of her best friends.

"Yup! My house is pretty close to here, so I come here all the time." Ash said, pointing at one of the houses across the road.

"You're so lucky! There aren't any parks around my house."

Ash grinned. "Well, since we're both here, wanna go play? My mom said I should have invited Gary so I can have playmate, but, you know, he's not the best to have fun with."

May understood. She knew too well how Gary became on the playground. Bossy, mean, and always making you do what he said. Gary's and Ash's parents were friends, so the two boys already knew each other before Ash switched to her school. And they did not get along. That hadn't stopped May from making Ash her new friend, though.

They spent the next ten minutes running around playing tag, while their mothers got acquainted. But after a while, May noticed something interesting.

"Tag! You're it!" Ash tagged her as he ran past. He continued running for a few seconds before realizing that he was not being chased. He turned around to see that his friend hadn't budged from her place.

"May!" he called out. He didn't dare come close. It could be a trick to get him tagged. But May didn't respond, and instead stared the other way. Ash slowly approached her, as he was getting bored waiting.

"Whose that?" Once he was right next to her, she pointed at someone. He followed her gaze and saw who she was looking at.

"Oh that? That's Misty." Ash informed her. "She moved here in my neighbourhood last month. She's pretty cool. Much better to play with than Gary. I think she might start the same school as us."

May observed the new girl. She looked about her age, had orange hair tied in a side ponytail, and was riding a shiny blue bike. Upon more careful examination, May discovered something fascinating.

Misty was riding her bike without training wheels!

May admired how she balanced on the two-wheeler, how she turned to move around obstacles, how her bicycle glistened in the sunlight...

"It's a pretty cool bike, right?" Ash said dreamily. "I'm gonna ask my mom to get me one like that for my birthday."

Misty stopped pedaling after a while, and parked her bicycle beside an empty bench.

"Daisy!" she called out to a teenage girl who was chatting with her friend under the shade of a tree. "Do you have my water-bottle?"

"Yeah, like, it's right here!" Daisy called back.

"Can you give it to me? I'm thirsty!"

"Misty, I'm, like, busy right now! Come get it yourself!" Misty scowled as she raced over to her sister to get a drink.

Meanwhile, May and Ash were still standing in place, staring at where Misty had left her bike. It was like it was taunting them, daring them to come closer to have a look. Eventually, Ash gave in. He began walking toward it so he could have a quick look before its owner returned.

"Ash, you shouldn't touch it without asking!" May knew how annoying it was when someone took something without permission. Her little brother Max did it all the time.

"I'm not gonna, I just want to see it." Ash explained. May cautiously came closer, but not as close as her friend.

"Ash!" she called worriedly in a loud whisper.

"Don't worry, May." he assured her. He regarded the bike with adoration. The shiny blue bike, its black seat at his level...

The temptation was too strong. Ash grabbed the handlebars and swung his leg over the seat so that he was now sitting on it.

"Ash, what are you doing! You said you wouldn't touch it!"

"Relax, May. I'm Misty's friend. She probably won't mind if I rode it for a little while."

"Are you sure?" May sounded dubious.

"Positive."

"Do you know how to ride without training wheels?"

"Of course I do, almost. My mom was saying she should take off the training wheels so I can practise riding by myself."

"What if you fall? Your mom isn't even watching."

"I won't fall." Ash said confidently. May ran out of arguments, so she settled with watching him nervously.

Ash sat up straight, put his foot on the pedal, and was about to take off, when-

"Hey! What are you doing!" Misty had returned. Her voice startled Ash, and he quickly jumped off, causing the bicycle to fall down onto the pavement.

May let out a squeak before covering her mouth with both her hands. Misty was going to get so angry! Ash seemed to realize this too.

"S-sorry! I-I was just..." he stammered. But the ginger didn't let him finish.

"My new bike! Ash, I never said you could touch it!" Misty bent over to pick it up and observe the damage. "It's ruined! My brand-new bike is ruined!" she hollered.

"I'm sorry, Mist. Really!" Misty got up and glared at him, clearly not forgiving him that easily.

"You have to get me a new one!" she demanded.

"What? It was an accident!" The poor boy was now wishing he had listened to May.

"I don't care! It was brand-new, and you ruined it!"

"Like, Misty, what are you shouting about?" Daisy appeared, attracted by the noise.

"He ruined my bike!" Misty accused, pointing at Ash.

"I'm sorry!" Ash apologized yet again.

Daisy sighed and took a look at the damage.

"Misty, like, is this what you're whining about? It's just a scratch. It'll, like, still work and stuff."

"But it was new...!"

"Yeah, well, all bikes get scratched. It can't, like, stay new forever. Anyways, it's, like, time to go." Daisy managed to end her sister's complaints. She did not, however, improve her mood.

"You still have to get me a new bike." Misty muttered to Ash as she passed by him. Soon, she, her bike, and her sister were out of sight.

"She's kinda scary." May commented quietly.

"Nah, she's pretty fun when she's not angry." Ash explained. He still looked a bit shaken up from the scolding she had given him.

"Is she really going to go to the same school as us?" May asked hesitantly.

"I think so." Ash confirmed. "I think she will be in grade two too."

May stayed silent for a minute, debating whether Misty would make a good classmate or not. When she didn't get an answer from her pondering, she walked up to Ash. He looked at her.

"What is it?" he asked.

May lifted her hand, and suddenly gave him a pat on his arm.

"Tag, you're it!" Ash stood there stunned for a moment as he watched his friend run away from him. He began to remember what they had been doing before Misty had come along.

"No fair!" he yelled as he went after her, continuing their game.

So this one's for Ash and Misty. I have my next one thought out too, so all I have to do is write it out.

Anyways, thanks for reading!

Bye bye for now! Have a smiling day! :)