Gah! I'm the worst! The WORST! Sorry that I didn't update this in such a long time! around January I was out of ideas and to make matters worse my computer caught a virus .___.""" but I hope that this makes up, even if it's a quick chapter. I might not update for a while again becase of school and testing, so please bare with me .
Me: I do not own Pokemon Speci-
Uno: Everyone says that
Me: Well if we don't then someone might think we do!
Uno: I thought you wish you did?
Me: Who doesn't?! *sob sob*
Asking isn't easy
I woke up to the sound of resonating bells. It was hard to tell whether I was dreaming or not, but I knew exactly where the sound came from. Still half asleep I reached for the alarm clock and pressed the plastic Eevee's head. The little Pokémon cocked its head to the side and the sound stopped. I looked at Sapphire's bed, and there she was sleeping like a rock. She still had her uniform on, including her shoes. How did she get in here when the hallways were supposed to be completely quiet by 10:00pm? A glance at the open window next to her bed answered my question. Well at least she was here safe and sound. I stood up and made my bed, then went to the bathroom to change. Following my usual routine I dressed up, brushed my teeth, and fixed my hair into a ponytail. A simple ponytail. I looked at myself in the mirror, and let my hair fall down. No. I could not walk out with my hair all over the place. Besides, everyone would think I looked weird or something. Quickly, I redid my pony tail and put on my shoes. When I walked out to the bedroom, Sapphire was still sleeping…..and snoring. I smiled and laid out her clothes for today. Most of the time she would wake up 15 minutes before the bell, yet somehow she would manage to get to class on time. I grabbed my books and walked outside. The hall was still quiet. It always was, for me at least. None of the other students would consider waking up this early just to check out the new books in the library. Yeah, nobody but me.
I walked quickly down the atrium. There was a group of girls taping a large blue and white poster on a wall. The honors roll students of the 9-week period. As I was passing by I peeked at the wall, and there was my name. I smiled to myself; Uncle would be very proud of my progress. One of the girls glanced at me and arched her eye brows. I quickened my pace.
Looking at the open windows I noticed that it was a relatively grey day, and then I remembered winter was coming up. Christmas break was near along with presents and holiday songs. I would be able to stay in my room and read, and draw, and drink hot cocoa milk all day. Maybe even visit Uncle. Yes, that would be nice. I snapped out of my daydreaming when I turned around the corner. The wide red doors to the cafeteria were just a few feet away. I could get to the library a lot faster if I went through the food court, but…
"Yellow!" someone called from behind me. I turned around and saw Red jogging this way, "Why are you up so early?"
"I…I wanted to look at the new reading list," I told him a little embarrassed. Would he think I was…nerdy?
"Oh, cool," he said, "mind if I tag along?" He looked blankly at the doors behind me. When he noticed I was looking at him he smiled. "You know, to see if I find something interesting."
"Sure" I said hiding a blush.
He grinned at me then walked ahead. I followed. We entered the cafeteria and walked through the long tables in zigzags. Red kept his attention on a hall leading to the staff room. I was too concerned about a certain someone to see Misty come up from behind me and scare the soul out of me.
"Gotcha!" She laughed. She looked at Red and pretended to be surprised. "Oh! Red! I thought you were at the main hall selling tickets."
"Hey Misty. Yeah I was, but nobody is up now, so I decided to walk around a while."
"Say aren't those the tickets for the Winter Ball?" She asked with a sweet smile. Uh-oh. I knew where this was going.
"Uh, yeah they are," Red looked at me for a moment, then he turned his attention back to Misty, "did you need one?" he asked.
"Yes, but, um…" she looked away. Oh god, she needs to get a role in one of those tragedy plays. "I don't have anyone to go with." She said.
Was I the only one who noticed the forced whimper in her voice? I looked at Red. He was frowning. Not only that, it was obvious he believed her. He ran his fingers through his jet black hair and looked down. Misty glanced at me and gave a small smirk. How could she lie to Red! And I knew it was all a big fat lie, because any boy would gladly accompany her to the ball. I mean she was pretty…and me…well…that was another story.
"Uh…well I don't have a date either," Red said.
"Then maybe we can go together, you know just as friends?" Misty said. Keep saying that, we both know you won't think of it as just friends, I told myself.
"Um…well…I eh…" Red looked oddly nervous. He looked at me again, "I was going to…"
"Go with someone else?" Misty asked. Red winced, and laughed weakly. Misty didn't look happy but she didn't let Red notice it. Instead she decided to take it out on someone else. "What about you Yellow? Are you going with someone?" she asked with a wide grin.
I felt like a bucket of ice cold water had been dropped on me. My legs felt like jelly and I was pretty sure my face changed to its usual tomato form. She was pure evil.
"Uh…uh…I…erm…" I struggled to get the words out of my mouth. The little people inside my head stumbled into each other trying to find an answer. "Well I haven't been feeling well lately." It wasn't a lie, I had been under a lot of stress because of him.
Remembering that, I looked around for any sign of him. Almost as if Red had read my mind he said, "Don't worry about that, Yellow. I will never let him go near you again," He smiled at me. Then seemed to have realized something, "o-or Blue! Hehe," he added with a nervous chuckle.
Misty glared at me for a second. Then pasted a fake grin on her lips. "Then maybe you can stay with poor Yellow, Red. She must be really sick."
Red looked back at me. His eyes were curious. I knew Misty was testing me to see if I'd actually have the guts to do that. A fire lit up inside me. I wasn't going to let her push me around anymore. I wasn't going to let her lie to Red like that or give in to her again. I could do this. I could ask Red if he wanted to go to the Ball with me, and tell him my feelings while I'm at it. I got this!
"Well I-"Red now gave me his full attention. All my confidence shattered. I don't got this. "i-it's ok…You shouldn't ruin your fun for me…and I think you should go with Misty. I'm sure you two will have a lot of fun." I said blushing.
"Are you sure it's ok? I don't really mind," he said and smiled warmly, "Uh you know how Blue is, ehe, she would kill me hehe," he looked away nervously scratching his ear.
"It really is ok, Red. I think you deserve some free time after working so hard with the preparations for the party," I told him. Misty glanced back and forth between us.
"Then what do you say, Red?" she asked. He looked at me one last time, but I lowered my eyes.
"I'll be glad to go with you," he said. Misty beamed at him.
Just then the school bell rang. Class would start in 10 minutes and I did not have my stuff with me. Red and Misty were also missing their books. I looked around and noticed that there were a few students already in line for breakfast.
"Well gotta go!" Misty said cheerfully. She waved at us-or rather at Red- and walked outside towards the gym.
"See ya in Math class," he told me, then walked off.
As I watched him walk away I realized that there was a huge lump in my throat. I stood there for a long time watching the back of his head, wishing I could go back in time. No, that wouldn't help. Nothing would. I was better locked inside my room reading a book like the rest of the losers, and he was better off having a good time with the popular crowd.
The rest of the day was painfully slow and boring. Tests, notebook checks, and busy work took away all my energy. The only class I looked forward to was art with Mr. Lance. Through the last couple of weeks I had come to appreciate him as a friend. He seemed to understand the way my mind worked and made me a better artist. When I entered the room he wasn't there. A skinny man with brown hair-who I figured was a substitute- was sitting on his chair writing something on a piece of paper. I dragged myself to my seat and let my head fall on the table. This was the worst day of my life.
I heard more students enter the class room and take their seats. They started chatting among themselves; I heard a couple mention the ball. I put my arms behind my neck and waited for the bell to ring. Someone passed behind me and sat on the chair next to mine. I figured it was Silver since that person didn't say anything. The bell rang after a while. The substitute teacher told us to read a chapter from the books in the middle of the tables. I lifted my head to find Gold a little too close to my face. I jerked my head back in surprise.
"You-you scared me!" I gasped.
"You scared me too," he said with a pout, "I thought you were dead, because you were so silent-well you always are- but you weren't moving. And your arms, well that would be a weird way to die." He stared into space, fascinated by whatever it was he was thinking.
"Well I won't die in school. Sulking in a corner would be more like it."
"You ok?" he asked.
"I could be better…" I told him while grabbing one of the books.
"Need a hug?" He asked teasingly. It was strange how very nice that sounded in my ears.
"No, thanks," I told him, "where's Silver?"
"Oh he had to accompany Blue to who knows where," he told me and grabbed a book himself, "I'm pretty sure it was something about her dress for the dance."
I sighed. Blue was going too. Would she be mad because of Misty and Red? In the worst scenario, she would make me go to the ball. I gulped. I better find a hiding place.
"Wanna go to the Winter Ball with me?" Gold asked.
I turned around; my eyes wide open. Did he just ask me what I think he just asked me? And out of the blue too. I half expected him to laugh and say he was just joking. But when I analyzed his expression I saw he was dead serious.
"I said: wanna go to the-"he started.
"No no no, I heard you the first time," I told him, "why me?"
"Geez, you didn't have to be so mean, just a 'no thank you' would have been good, but no, noooo you had to say 'Why me?' as if is I was the wor-"
"Okay, okay, I didn't mean it like that, sorry. I mean you could go with someone else, like…Blue! She would love to go, you even said she was getting her dress today."
"Oh Yellow, as much I would love to be at m'lady Blue's side, there is this tiny problem," he said.
"Is it Silver? He's not as bad as you say he is ,Gold. He's a decent guy, and I've never seen him break someone's neck." I told him.
"That's because you're not around when he does! Last night he literally threw me down the stairs when I was peeking at Blue's minisk-"
" I mean I was uh…the point is that I broke my neck! It still hurts!"he exclaimed.
"Gold, if he had broken your neck you would be dead right now."
"Oh…still! He would kick my butt if I went within a 30 feet diameter of Blue."
"Ask Miss Platina then. She likes fancy gatherings." I suggested.
"Hello? She has body guards, and two at that. They would kick my butt, too. Especially that blonde one…"
"Sapph would surely-"
"OH-HO-HO!" He said aloud. The teacher looked at us; a silent warning to be quiet.
"She doesn't need anyone; she can kick my butt herself!" He said in a whisper.
"What about Crystal? Have you asked her?" I said. He suddenly went quiet.
"No." He said flatly.
"Then why don't you ask her after class?"
"C'mon Yellow, my best buddeh! Can you- no more like you have to go with me. Please? Pretty please with a Cherubi on top?"
"Um…I don't think I should go…" I told him.
"Why? Is this what's been bothering you?" He asked.
Once again I was surprised by how easily he noticed things. I guess it was no use denying it in front of him, so I told him what happened. I told him about how Misty had asked Red to go with her, about the way she practically manipulated him, and how I had said I would stay behind when the day of the dance came. I skipped the emotional parts of course; Gold didn't need to know my feelings towards Red.
"Boy, you must really like him," he said absently. I flushed.
"N-no I don't!" I said as quietly as I could.
"You obviously do, haha, otherwise you wouldn't mind him hanging out with Misty, now would you?" He grinned.
I looked down in defeat. Was it really THAT obvious? And if it was, why couldn't Red see it? I felt Gold's hand on my shoulder. I put mine on top of his and looked up. It never hurt anyone to go with Gold to a dance. I had no way of knowing either, because I didn't know of anyone who had. He gave off a frustrated sigh. Something caught his attention and he narrowed his eyes. I looked at the direction his eyes were focused and saw a girl raising her eyebrows at us. Gold moved his lips but did not produce any sound. I'm pretty sure he said something like "What are you looking at?" or "Mind your own business." The girl giggled to herself and started gossiping with her girlfriends. For some strange reason I felt my face grow warm. Gold grinned at me.
"It's ok if you don't want to go, we can both be losers and hang at the lily gardens if you want," he said.
"Are you seriously not going to attend if I don't go with you?" I asked.
"Mmmmm…….yep!" He said.
I thought about for a moment. Gold was being honest when he said that. Something told me that. And I really wanted to be with Blue, and Sapph, and Crys, and Platina. There was nothing to lose.
"Ok, Gold. You win this time."