3 months. That's how long it's been. Wow. Ash's idea worked. Ever since I stopped talking to him, I became more and more popular. But as I became more and more popular, Ash got lonelier and lonelier. I couldn't stop noticing all the bruises and cuts on his face, like he was getting jumped every single day of his life. I hurt for him, but I knew Ash would get mad at me for talking to him. It would also ruin my reputation. I did NOT want that to happen.
Christmas day. I was in my room on my computer, it was really windy and rainy outside my window, so I had NO intentions of going outside. I glanced outside to get a look at the storm, and I noticed a boy running from a group of other boys. It was Ash. I saw him sprinting to a tree. He jumped and climbed the tree, he rested on a thick branch as the boys taunted him. I stared at them from a few minutes until the branch that Ash was on broke. I panicked. *I need to do something* I thought.
I didn't take another look and grabbed my jacket.
"Misty, where are you going!?" Blue yelled
"I'll be back."
I ran downstairs, down the hallway, and to the front courtyard. I saw them. They were surrounding Ash. Pikachu was about to give one of his strongest attacks ever, but Ash stopped him. What was he thinking!? Pikachu could have saved him, but he stopped him. I started running towards them. Ash's eyes made contact with mine, right away, he stood up. A boy swung a punch to his face forcing Ash to hit his head against the tree. Another boy swung another hitting his nose. My eyes started to tar up. Why did I care about him so much? I barely know him.
I saw blood creeping down his pale face. I've never seen him so pale. It's like the blood got sucked out of his body.
He had a broken look on his face.
"STOP!!! PLEASE!"
"Misty!? What the heck are you doing out here?"
"The question is what are YOU doing out here?"
"Having fun with Ashy boy!"
"Well stop it! You're hurting him!"
"Duh... That's the point!"
"Just get away from him! So what if he's different from you?"
"Hah... Like you're gonna make me."
"GARY!"
"Ugh.. Okay."
He signaled all of his friends and they started walking walking away from me. I ran over to Ash and his Pikachu. Pikachu was curled up beside him. He was scared for Ash.
"Why didn't you use thunderbolt!? You could have scared them off!"
"I didn't want them to get hurt..." he said as he got up
"Wow. What a nice excuse."
"You wouldn't understand! You're a popular."
"What does that mean!?"
"A popular only thinks about themselves... Not others. And they love attention. Giving people mercy is not a popular's lifestyle."
"You better shut up before I leave you here. I came to help."
"You need to leave, I'll be fine."
"No you're not! Stop saying that! I wanna help you, just let me."
"I'm fine!"
"WILL YOU SHUT THE HECK UP!"
I pulled him up and helped him to the nurse. He was so stubborn. More than me. And I'm pretty stubborn for a 14 year old. I had noticed something weird as I helped him, when he got nailed by that punch, he acted like it was nothing. But I paid no attention to it.
As I reached the nurse, he quickly pulled away from me.
"I have my own ways of healing myself!"
"Ash! Come on.. Lets go."
"No... I'm going back to my room."
"That's Gary's room too, retard! Just trust me this time."
"Nope. Sorry, I don't think listening to you is that important."
He started running like he had been when he was being chased. I followed after him. He ran into his room and back out. He came out with his backpack. He walked me to the hallway he always sat in. He then sat down and got out gauze, rubbing alcohol, and bandages. He slowly wrapped himself up proving to me once again that I should listen to him.
"Can you please stop proving me wrong?"
"Nope. I think it's funny..."
"You know, you're really annoying."
"Well you know what, Mist? You are too."
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!"
"Isn't she cute when she's pissed?" he whispered to Pikachu
"What?"
"Nothing. I didn't say anything."
"Anata wa totemo meiwaku okashiku āru..." I said under my breath
He slowly got up.
"Here's the deal, Mist. If you're gonna take care of me, I'll take care... O-Of your problems as a popular."
"Sure... You got yourself a deal. And for the record, DON'T CALL ME THAT!"
He held out his hand in agreement. I reached for his hand and shook it.
I got myself a secret agreement... :]
[Thumbs up for Drake!]
Christmas day. I was in my room on my computer, it was really windy and rainy outside my window, so I had NO intentions of going outside. I glanced outside to get a look at the storm, and I noticed a boy running from a group of other boys. It was Ash. I saw him sprinting to a tree. He jumped and climbed the tree, he rested on a thick branch as the boys taunted him. I stared at them from a few minutes until the branch that Ash was on broke. I panicked. *I need to do something* I thought.
I didn't take another look and grabbed my jacket.
"Misty, where are you going!?" Blue yelled
"I'll be back."
I ran downstairs, down the hallway, and to the front courtyard. I saw them. They were surrounding Ash. Pikachu was about to give one of his strongest attacks ever, but Ash stopped him. What was he thinking!? Pikachu could have saved him, but he stopped him. I started running towards them. Ash's eyes made contact with mine, right away, he stood up. A boy swung a punch to his face forcing Ash to hit his head against the tree. Another boy swung another hitting his nose. My eyes started to tar up. Why did I care about him so much? I barely know him.
I saw blood creeping down his pale face. I've never seen him so pale. It's like the blood got sucked out of his body.
He had a broken look on his face.
"STOP!!! PLEASE!"
"Misty!? What the heck are you doing out here?"
"The question is what are YOU doing out here?"
"Having fun with Ashy boy!"
"Well stop it! You're hurting him!"
"Duh... That's the point!"
"Just get away from him! So what if he's different from you?"
"Hah... Like you're gonna make me."
"GARY!"
"Ugh.. Okay."
He signaled all of his friends and they started walking walking away from me. I ran over to Ash and his Pikachu. Pikachu was curled up beside him. He was scared for Ash.
"Why didn't you use thunderbolt!? You could have scared them off!"
"I didn't want them to get hurt..." he said as he got up
"Wow. What a nice excuse."
"You wouldn't understand! You're a popular."
"What does that mean!?"
"A popular only thinks about themselves... Not others. And they love attention. Giving people mercy is not a popular's lifestyle."
"You better shut up before I leave you here. I came to help."
"You need to leave, I'll be fine."
"No you're not! Stop saying that! I wanna help you, just let me."
"I'm fine!"
"WILL YOU SHUT THE HECK UP!"
I pulled him up and helped him to the nurse. He was so stubborn. More than me. And I'm pretty stubborn for a 14 year old. I had noticed something weird as I helped him, when he got nailed by that punch, he acted like it was nothing. But I paid no attention to it.
As I reached the nurse, he quickly pulled away from me.
"I have my own ways of healing myself!"
"Ash! Come on.. Lets go."
"No... I'm going back to my room."
"That's Gary's room too, retard! Just trust me this time."
"Nope. Sorry, I don't think listening to you is that important."
"Can you please stop proving me wrong?"
"Nope. I think it's funny..."
"You know, you're really annoying."
"Well you know what, Mist? You are too."
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!"
"Isn't she cute when she's pissed?" he whispered to Pikachu
"What?"
"Nothing. I didn't say anything."
"Anata wa totemo meiwaku okashiku āru..." I said under my breath
He slowly got up.
"Here's the deal, Mist. If you're gonna take care of me, I'll take care... O-Of your problems as a popular."
"Sure... You got yourself a deal. And for the record, DON'T CALL ME THAT!"
He held out his hand in agreement. I reached for his hand and shook it.
I got myself a secret agreement... :]
[Thumbs up for Drake!]
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