[This story does not reflect the author's current level of writing. Despite its flaws, readers love this story, so I'm keeping it up for that reason.]
One girl. Her life gets worse and worse by each step she moves.
One boy. His life was terrible bef...
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Identity
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"A new day to start even more trash," I yawned, waking up in my bed.
I looked out on my balcony that I was sitting on last night. Lucario was amazing.
I quickly got changed into some clothes my mom made. There was a blue jacket covering a black T-Shirt. I wore jeans with red tennis shoes with a black trim. I smiled as I adjusted my red and white hat in the mirror. I looked at my hazel eyes and black-jet hair.
"Ready to go, Pikachu?" I asked, looking at Pikachu's reflection.
"Pika pi!" Pikachu yelled.
"Let's go." I smiled.
Serena's POV.
"Ready to go, Sylveon?" I asked, looking at Sylveon's reflection in the mirror.
"Sylvi!" Sylveon yelled.
"Let's go!" I smiled, dashing outside.
I heard Dad's echo of 'I love you' before I closed the front door. I grinned as I walked on the sidewalk.
I saw Dawn and Gary walking together hand-in-hand.
"Hey, guys!" I yelled, sprinting to catch up to them.
"Hey, Serena!" Dawn smiled. "We have news."
"Dawn and I are a couple," Gary explained.
"Woah, really?" I asked, looking at them. "Congratulations! I'm so proud of you two."
"Thanks, Serena!" Dawn grinned. "Gary and I were laying on a hill looking at the stars when he confessed to me. It was like a movie."
"That's great." I smiled. I thought of Ash for a minute but shook my head. "I can't wait to be a third wheel on dates."
"Ash can do that," Gary chuckled.
"Double date!" Dawn suggested.
"Uh, no," I replied. "I like Ash as a friend, not romantically."
"That's what you'll say now," Dawn giggled.
"Seriously, end of discussion. I don't love him," I argued.
Something hurt me when I said that. It was a sense of regret and guilt. Why? I was saying the honest truth, wasn't I?
"Anyways, we're at school now." Dawn smiled. "Let's go."
