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Identity
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Ash's POV.
"This is going to be so much fun," I said once I opened my house's front door to let Gary in.
He and I were going to have a sleepover that the girls totally copied, but whatever.
"Right? We can show each other all our Pokèmon," Gary chuckled. "And maybe our girls."
"Ugh, for the last time, I don't like Serena," I sighed.
"Please, you literally defended her with your life," Gary chuckled.
"That's because she's my friend!" I yelled.
"You seemed a little lost for words first," Gary giggled. "Dude, it's obvious, just admit it."
"I don't like her!" I shouted.
"Like who?" Mom asked, as she made her way through the kitchen.
We walked into the kitchen to accompany her. She was busy doing the dishes and loading the dishwasher.
"He's teasing me about this girl named Serena. I don't even love her," I groaned. "He's been doing it since the day I've talked about her."
"Why don't you invite her over?" Mom asked.
"Because she's been through a lot recently, and she's needed space," I explained. "And by the way, she doesn't like me either, so stop it."
"How do you know that?" Gary asked.
"If she does, I'm not becoming her boyfriend," I lied.
Of course I would. Of course that's the only reason why I stood up to defend her.
"Whatever, let's go upstairs, I want to show you my new Pokèmon," Gary announced.
"Okay," I nodded. "Bye, Mom!"
"Bye Ash," She chuckled.
We dashed upstairs into my bedroom. The balcony stood out to me as I could see Serena's house from it. I chuckled. She had a balcony in her room, too.
"Want me to be honest with you?" I asked.
Gary looked at me intrigued. "Yes?"
"I like Serena, and it's obvious," I chuckled.
"I knew it!" Gary yelled.
"Look, I-"
"Sing a song that defines her now," Gary ordered.
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Identity
Fanfiction[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...
