Hello, everyone! Here is the next chapter. Yes, it was a late again (a result of being busy), but I hope I manage to get the next one to you guys on time. But for now, sit back, relax, and enjoy the read!

The topic for today was suggested by my sister!

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

Book Fair Week

(Kindergarten)

May (5), Drew (5), Gary (5), Paul (5)

Book fair! It was book fair week!

Every year, May's school had a book fair for one week in November, during which the library was transformed into what was like a mini-bookshop. There were tables and shelves covered in books and small interesting things like erasers and bookmarks, all so that students could buy them.

Since May had just started this school in kindergarten, she had never gone to a book fair before. When the teacher had told everyone about it, she had been excited! It would be like going to a small store and buying things all by herself, without even her mother there to help her! It wasn't like just picking something from a table, like she did at bake sales, because there would be such a large variety of merchandise to choose from, and there was a cash register with a cashier and everything!

It was going to be one great week, May was sure.

Day One: Monday

On the first day of the book fair, May's teacher, Ms. Kelly, decided to take the class to the book fair so they could have a look around. They were allowed to buy stuff as well, if they'd brought money. May had forgotten to for today, but she would remember for next time.

"Wow!" Gary exclaimed, picking up a book. "This so cool! It has so many pictures of Pokemon in it!"

"I have a book like that," Paul said. "But it has way more Pokemon than that one."

Gary scowled. "I have one like that too," he claimed. "I was just looking." He put it back, not wanting to appear as if he wanted it.

"What're you looking at?" May chirped as she joined Drew while he explored some small, colourful things on a table.

"Bookmarks," he answered. "Look! These are 3D!"

May admired the colourful bookmarks, and moved on to examine the interesting pencils and pens, and the erasers that were shaped like other things, like Pokemon and food. She particularly liked a pen that could write in more than one colour. It was like having many different pens in one! She would bring her money to buy it tomorrow, she decided.

Day Two: Tuesday

May skipped to the book fair excitedly. Her kindergarten class had just ended, and she and her mother were heading for the book fair to see if there were anything to buy. May paused when she saw that there were so many other kids there too now, all much taller than her. But she bravely went in anyways.

She pushed through the crowd, making her way to where she had seen the multi-coloured pen. Except... it wasn't there anymore! She searched frantically, but with no avail.

"Mommy, it's gone!" she cried desperately. Her mother smiled.

"Oh, don't worry, honey, they probably just ran out. Think of it like this: while you may have not gotten it, someone else did, and that made them very happy. Doesn't it feel nice, thinking that there is probably a very happy student out there, who is enjoying that pen right now?"

Honestly, that only made May feel worse, because she wasn't the one enjoying it. But she let it go, nodding at her mother's wisdom instead.

"Can I buy something else?"

"Of course, sweetie."

However, May had to go home empty-handed. It had been much too crowded, with all the towering students preventing her from being able to see what was on the shelves. Not to mention the fact that they ended up having to leave quickly because her's two-year-old brother, Max, was starting to cause a fuss.

Day Three: Wednesday

Ms. Kelly decided to take the class to the book fair again for good behaviour. This time, May was ready, and had enough money to buy a book with her.

She browsed through the selection. There were so many different books she would have loved, but to her dismay, she didn't have enough money for most of them. All of her friends seemed to have found something, though. Drew was flipping through a few books, no doubt wanting to have a new book for which he could use his new 3D bookmark. Paul was reading a book that was bigger than the usual picture books in their kindergarten class. And finally, Gary was trying to take every interesting thing he could get his hands on, and currently, his hands were pretty full. Maybe May should have asked her mother for extra money...

Suddenly, she spotted what looked like a picture book. It had a picture of a fluffy Swablu on the front cover, and she could see the price tag from where she was standing. It looked very interesting, and she had enough to buy it!

Unfortunately, it was on such a high shelf, and it was just out of reach. She tried to retrieve it, but failed. Her teacher was helping another student with his purchases, and explaining to him he didn't have enough money to buy what he wanted, so May didn't want to disturb her. She tried again, but unfortunately, she hadn't had a sudden growth spurt in the last few seconds.

Gary, who was picking out some books from the same shelf, appeared beside her. He was taller than her, and May knew he'd be able to reach what she wanted. She asked him to with a big smile on her face.

"Gary, could you get that book for me?"

Gary reached out, and picked it up, looking at it thoughtfully.

"Thanks!" May said as she held out her hand. But he didn't give it to her.

"I wasn't taking it for you. It was for me!" he said, adding it to the collection in his arms as he walked away. May was crestfallen.

Soon, Ms. Kelly announced they were leaving soon. At the last minute, May discovered a red cell phone-shaped eraser. It reminded her of her mother's cell phone, and she bought it happily. At least she had gotten one thing she liked from the book fair!

Day Four: Thursday

May found herself back at the book fair with her mother after kindergarten class was over. While she had adored her cell phone-eraser, and had taken really good care of it, Max had somehow gotten a hold of it, which had led to its destruction. May wanted to see if they had any more of them left at the book fair, but they had run out.

"How about this?" Her mother picked up a nice book that had a picture of a girl holding a Mareep on it. "It's called, 'Going to Sleep with Mareep'."

"No..." May wasn't too interested in it. She scanned the merchandise, frowning. It seemed like most of the good choices were gone.

She spotted her friend, Paul, from the corner of her eye. He was in line to pay for a book he had selected, while his older brother Reggie stood nearby, chatting with a girl with short pink hair.

"Hi, Paul!" May greeted as she went up to him. "Whatcha buying?"

"This." Paul showed her the cover of the book. "It has lots of stuff about legendary Pokemon in it. My Pokemon book at home doesn't have a lot of legendary Pokemon."

"Where d'ya find it?" May asked curiously. It looked very fascinating, and she could spot the pictures of some cute-looking legendaries on the cover. It would be fun to read!

"Over there." Paul pointed to a far away shelf.

"Are there more?"

"I think so..."

"Thank you! Bye!" May hurried off to where he had pointed, and sure enough, there was one more copy of the same book left. May felt lucky, as it was the last one.

"Mommy, I want this one!" she exclaimed, taking it to her mother.

"Great choice! Come on, let's go pay for it, then."

The two got into line, and soon (or, actually, not so soon, since it was a pretty long line), they were at the front. The cashier told them the price, and May's mother began searching through her purse. Her eyes widened.

"Oh no," she said, worrying May. "It's not in here!"

"What's wrong, Mommy?" May inquired anxiously.

"My wallet's not here! I must have left it in my other purse. I have some cash, but it's certainly not enough for this..."

She sighed, closing her purse again. "Oh May, honey, I'm sorry! I guess we'll have to come again next time."

"But tomorrow's the last day!"

"I'm sorry, May. How about I bring you here tomorrow too, and you can spend as much time as you want deciding on what to buy?"

May had no choice but to agree.

Day Five: Friday

Last day. Today was the last day. It was either buy something from the book fair today, or don't buy from it at all. Of course, there were plenty of real bookshops in town, ones that had an even wider selection than the book fair, but May felt the book fair was special. She wanted to buy something from her first book fair.

All of her friends had bought something. Drew had bought both a book and a 3D bookmark to go with it. Gary had bought multiple things, like pencils, erasers, picture books, and a bookmark as well. Last, but not least, Paul had bought his book on legendary Pokemon. But May? All she had was that currently dismantled cell phone eraser, which didn't count, because it had lasted for less than twenty-four hours.

And so, she was determined to find something, anything, to buy. Her choices were limited now, since most of the things had already been sold, but she knew that if she looked hard enough, she would find at least something.

And so, she was now back in the book fair with her mother. Her baby brother Max was there too, but her mother was looking after him. And he was mostly quiet.

"Um, can I buy that?" May pointed at a thick book which had a picture of a jewel on the front cover.

"You wouldn't want that," her mother said. "It's for big kids, and there aren't any pictures in it."

"Oh... Can I buy this, then?"

"That's a big kid book too. And, er, I don't really think you should read it."

"Mommy, you keep saying no!"

"Honey, I want you to buy something you will enjoy. You won't enjoy these books. They're all for big kids."

"You can read them to me, and tell me what's going on."

"But some of these books have things that aren't for kids your age."

May cocked her head. "Like what?"

Her mother decided to ignore the question, and instead picked up a different book. "What about this? This looks like a fun one!"

"But I don't want that one!" May folded her arms crossly. Her mother kept picking baby books. She wasn't a baby! Maybe Max would like them, but not her.

Her mother was apparently thinking the same thing, because then she said, "I'll buy it for Max, then."

May desperately searched, but with no avail. Finally, she was ready to give up.

"I don't wanna buy anything," she said sadly.

"Oh, come on, May, you'll find something!"

"No, I won't."

"Why don't we ask the cashier if there is something she recommends?"

May dragged herself behind her mother as they walked over to the cashier. As the two grownups talked, May glanced around. After they would leave, she wasn't going to be able to come back until next year. She wouldn't get to explore the many shelves, or flip through the books, or pick out the little erasers and pencils and bookmarks. And she wouldn't get to buy anything.

Her mother was talking for a long time (in May's opinion, at least), so naturally, she got bored. She idly picked up a book from a nearby shelf, and started opening it. It had an attractive cover that, while it didn't have any words on it, was covered in pretty designs. It was quite thick, so May figured it was probably another one of those big kid books.

Or so she thought.

When she flipped through it, she was surprised to see that all of the pages were blank. She immediately showed it to her mother.

"Mommy, they made a mistake! There is noting in here!"

Her mother glanced at it. "It's a diary, May. They didn't make a mistake. You can draw or write in it yourself."

"They sell diaries here too? I thought they only sold books!"

"A diary is a book too. You just fill it out yourself."

May thought for a moment, and then smiled, her eyes glittering. "I want it! I want this diary!"

"You sure?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, I'll buy it then!" Her mother was relieved that her daughter had finally found something she wanted.

"No, I want to pay for it!" May's mother handed her the money, which she proudly presented to the cashier herself. After collecting the change, May happily hugged her new book.

It was a souvenir from her first book fair! To her, it was one special book, and she was planning on reserving it for when she wrote special things. Yes, she felt she had just bought the most specialest book in the world, and just in time too, as today had been her last chance to.

When she took it home, she decided to write in it for the first time. While she wasn't very good at writing, she could draw, so she drew herself buying the diary. It was an excellent drawing, she knew. Maybe she should just become a writer, since she was already sort of writing her own book.

That night, she muttered good bye to the book fair as she tucked her new book under her pillow and drifted off.

Poor May. Not the best book fair experiences, huh?

(Some of those experiences may or may not have been based on my own book fair experiences from when I was little. I'm talking about the times she couldn't reach a book and asked someone else to help, but didn't end up getting the book anyway because the 'helper' decided to keep it for himself, and the time she bought the cell phone eraser and had it destroyed. Rest in peace, cell phone eraser.)

Thanks for reading!

Bye bye for now! Have a fantastic day, and smile all the way! :)