Chapter 11:

A true winner

I watched as my opponents; Bellossom went down, making me the victor. I refrained from doing the happy dance so I wouldn't' be embarrassed in front of Tristan. I gave a quick victory sign before running off stage, Flare at my heels.

Tristan was there, waiting for me. I grinned at him. "So whatdya' think?" I asked him. He stared at me in silence. I sweatdropped and blushed at his intense stare.

"Okaaay then, soooooo are you excited for our battle? I can't wait to mop the floor with ya!" again no answer. Finally, after moments of silence, he asked me a question.

"Do you like me, Stacey?" He asked me. I blinked at him. "Of course I do, why wouldn't i?" I answered. He shook his head. "No I mean, like like me" he said.

My heart skipped a beat. This was the moment I have been waiting for, to tell him all of my feelings. But the words were stuck in my throat. "Yes!" I squeaked before slapping my hands across my mouth and blushing. His eyes softened and he looked almost…sympathetic?

"I'm sorry, Stacey, but I don't um, well, feel the same way." He said.

A cool breeze washed over me as I held my heart in pain, trying to pick up the pieces. It took all my strength to not cry as I watched him walk to the other side of the room. He stared at me concernedly and full of guilt. I stared right back as I let the hot tears fall. I gripped onto Flare's pokeball tighter.

Before I was in it to win it,

Now it was personal.


The crowd cheered wildly as Tristan and I entered the stage for the final round. I stared directly into Tristan's olive green eyes. I still felt like crying because the way his striking eyes still made my heart skip a beat. But it was time to get serious. As soon as Marian cleared us to go, it was time to go to work.

"Flare, Center Stage!" Stars surrounded my Quilava as she landed on the battle field, clearly as ferocious as I felt.

"Bolt, Come out!" commanded Tristan. His Luxray swirled around the mini lightning bolts and landed flawlessly.

"Flare, swift attack!" I yelled. Flare obeyed.

"Bolt, counter with an iron Tail attack." Its tail collided with the stars, making him sparkle. I lost some points for that.

"Don 't give up, Flare; Use flame wheel!" I yelled, rage slowly building. "Bolt, dodge it and launch a Thunderbolt." He responded. Flare was way too fast for him and hit him squarely at the side . I smirked as he lost some points

"Flare, use another swift attack!" I commanded. "Thunderbolt, Bolt " Tristan said. The lightning bolts illuminated the stars with a brilliant electric blue. I watched awestruck, completely ignoring the fact that I was losing points because my attack was halted.

"We have just pasted the thirty second mark! How will Stacey end this?" That annoying Marian announced at the audience. But she was right. How was I going to end this? Tristan was way ahead of me in points.

"Wait," I thought to myself. "I have an idea…" a determined smile graced her lips.

"Flare, Firespin," She said, "Followed by a Flame wheel and aim at its legs!" Flare obeyed.

"Bolt, Thunderbolt!" Tristan said. The Fire spin and Thunderbolt collided.

Smoke surrounded the battlefield as the buzzer went off. Flare and Bolt were staring at each other, breathing heavily. In the end though, Bolt collapsed first.

"And that's it! The winner of the Evergreen town contest is Stacey Oak from Pallet Town!"

I grinned wildly. The crowd went wild cheering for me. I had finally won my third ribbon. I watched as Tristan returned Bolt to his pokeball and left the stage without a single word. My heart thumped in pain.

Even though I was a winner, I had failed to win the most valuable prize.


Yeah angsty I know ( and short!). This chapter was kinda forced because my interest in pokemon fanfiction comes and goes but not to worry folks! I hope to come back with the new season soon (which will be a separate story by the way) but I'm kinda busy by now so don't nag.

And I am also thinking about adding a bonus chapter telling the story by Tristan's point of view. What do ya think?

Well ciao for now!