Chapter 29: E

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-Serena's POV-

Oh the little things. The little things that make my day, and somehow make me able to fall in love with Ash Ketchum even more than I already am. If that's even possible.

I'm sitting on my bed at 9:30 at night thinking about how today went. I am so glad that everything worked out today. I am glad that I was able to break up with Calem in a nice, peaceful way. Thinking about Calem makes me think of May, Misty, Dawn, and all of my other friends. To put it simple, we stopped talking. We branched off into different directions. And I'm happy about it. Even if Ash is my only friend, I am glad that he's my friend. It gets me wishing that we could already be more than just friends.

I keep thinking of what that girl Lana said. Maybe it will be fun to try performing. I will definitely try it at winter break. I think Bonnie would have loved to see me perform. Her name makes me sad and my eyes start to water from emotion. It is a pity that something as beautiful as her can be so fragile in death. We were able to recover the body, and we will have a small private funeral for her. I blamed my parents for her death, but it wasn't really their fault. Maybe, if they had went to her room fast enough they could have all survived, but if they were too slow they would have all died. In this situation, there is no good choice. 

I think Bonnie would have been happy to see me change as I did. And when I recall how I changed, I feel guilty. I changed because she died. It was not a fair trade. Why make someone like her; a beautiful angel, die when she has done nothing wrong to the world, and I did so many terrible things. I wish Arceus would have chosen for me to die. But I need to stop dwelling on the past, and start thinking about the future. But in all this time reflecting about my sister's death, I have not cried. I have been sad definitely, but I have not cried. I have become stronger because of Bonnie's death and becoming friends with Ash. And maybe Ash would have been able to bring back Honey, even without Bonnie Yvonne dying. Maybe Ash could replace the With-Calem Serena to the pre-Calem Serena/Honey/me now by himself. Maybe.

All of these thoughts soon escape me however, as I drift into a deep slumber. 

It's Tuesday and I slam my fist into the alarm clock, shutting it off while I slowly sit up with a huge yawn. I pour myself some orange juice and some cereal with milk, and thankfully I am able to avoid mixing them up. I brush my teeth, change my clothes, and grab my bag before heading out to my first period.

30 minutes later, I am walking into the Art classroom. The teacher, Ms. Juniper, instructs us to do a Halloween theme, since there are only a few days left until Halloween. I see Ash, who happens to be beckoning me over so we can talk. I pick myself up from my seat, and I walk over to meet him

We are painting today, so I decide to make a painting of a Jack-o-lantern. It has an orange shell with a yellow smile. The background is black, with some candy sprinkled around the carved pumpkin. I ask Ash, "Hey what did you make, Ash?" "If I show you, you have to show me." Hey says. I reply "Deal", and we both spin our paintings around.

My jaw drops when I look at his painting and my face starts to glow pink. He made a painting with me sitting down on a broom, dressed like a witch, and it's ridiculously good. "How the heck did you make that so good Ash? And why did you make it of me?" He just shrugs. "I just saw you, and imagined you in a witch costume for Halloween and took it from there. As for how I got so good, let's just say I practiced ever since my parents died."

His response is logical, but I still can't believe what I am seeing. It's just so good. I smile at him and he smiles back. "It also reminds me of Honey. She looked just like you do now, but with longer hair." I just smile at him while staring into his eyes and I feel my face starting to heat up. I notice that it's almost the end of class, and ask a question.

"Ash. Just what would you do for Honey?" I ask.

"Anything. After all, she is the love of my life." He replies. 

The bell rings, signaling the end of class. I tell Ash that I will see him later, and walk out of the classroom, beaming. My cheeks go red as I reflect on what he said. Not yet my beating heart. We can't tell him yet. Little does he know that "Honey" aka Serena Yvonne feels the same way. Little does he know that he made me the happiest girl on Earth.

Am I in heaven, or did Ash just unconsciously confess to me. I have to hold myself back to stop myself from running after him, confessing, and making out with him. But I so want to do it now, and maybe I can start. But I can't run up to him yet. No. 

I take an index card and write something on it, then fold it up, before finding Ash and slipping it in his backpack pocket and running away. The first small part is done, but I have to wait a few days before the next part, and this isn't the only way I plan on teasing him, or letting him try to figure out my game.

-Ash's POV-

It is 7:30 at night on a Tuesday. When I think back to yesterday, Serena acted kind of weird. Oh well. It must not be anything big. "Froooooo Froo!" Froakie says, pointing to something in my backpack. I go over to him, and look at what he's pointing at.

It appears to be an index card, and it's folded in half. I open it up and see this:

E

-Honey

I look at the paper confused. What could Honey be trying to tell me?

-End of Chapter 29-


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