Why?

I don't own pokemon... :(

Okay, so I'm writing one in first person. (May's POV) reason being I've been reading back over my older works (all first person) and my newer works (all third person.)

First person allows me to actually show what a character is feeling, and their thoughts. In third person, however, there is very few different thoughts, more dialogue and cut scenes. It allows me to show different people's thoughts and different locations, but as I said there are very few thoughts.

I'm wondering if you think third person is getting a little repetitive. Not necessarily in plot (I try to change that up) but just in dialogue and other things.

And which one do you guys like better?

Either way, I think I'm going to do a few things in first person, although most of my multichapies will be in third person as they're longer and require several cut scenes. That would require POV changes, and frankly I'm trying to keep my work as 'professional' as I can at my age.

Oh, and while I'm at it, does anyone ever seem OOC (out of character) to you guys?

On with the story!

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I breathed a sigh of relief as all of my five ribbons showed up on the screen as the Grand Festival check in lady scanned them for legibility.

Of course, all of them were legitimate, but there was always the fear in the back of my mind that one of them wouldn't read correctly.

I wandered outside to get out of the crowd, but it was still pretty densely populated, so I wandered and wandered until I settled for a small clearing just out of sight of the Festival area.

I popped down under the shade of a Petcha berry tree.

"Huh. What do you know. Looks like you managed to squeak into the Festival again."

I stood back up and spun around. "Oh. It's just you, Drew," I said, acting bored.

"A little enthusiasm might be nice, but that can't be helped," Drew said as I sat back down.

"What do you want?" I asked, slightly annoyed that he still hadn't said hi - his greeting wasn't exactly what I hoped he would say, but does he ever say what I hope he would?

No, it's only tease, insult, tease, maybe throw in some advice, tease, rose for Beautifly, tease. Never 'Hey, May. Haven't seen you in a while. How've you been doing?'

Nah, that sounded more like Solidad.

But it didn't hurt to hope, right? I inwardly sighed. It did hurt. A lot. All he ever did was tease me. In fact, I was starting to suspect that was the only reason he ever talked to me.

Not because he wanted to hang out. Not because he wanted to be friends. Just to tease me.

I mean, I considered us friends at one point, but I'm starting to think differently. I know he doesn't think of me as his friend, so why should I consider him one?

"Aw, you're no fun."

That's all I was. Something he annoyed for fun.

He sat beside me showing he wasn't going to leave, and glanced over at me with his beautiful emerald eyes.

I didn't even bother correcting myself, as there was nothing to correct. I knew I liked him, but I knew I would never get any further into a relationship than any of his fangirls.

And that's no relationship.

"You never answered my question." I feigned disinterest.

"Geez. Can't a guy check on his rival without being interrogated?" He turned to me, smirking.