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Follow Me Ch 17: Leaf Storm by SakuraMota, literature

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Follow Me Ch 17: Leaf Storm

Follow Me A Pokémon Heart Gold/Soul Silver Story Chapter Seventeen Leaf Storm Chocobo chirped angrily at the boy in the orange-and-white-striped, long-sleeved shirt, his talons planted firmly in the sand in front of his master, whom he seemed to be defending. The older man with feathery blond hair regarded the Pokémon with a chuckle. "Looks like you've made yourself an enemy, Barry," the man said with a laugh, clapping the boy's shoulder. He turned to Soul and offered her a hand. "This little one yours, Soul?" "Yeah," Soul said, accepting his assistance. "Here," Silver, who'd joined her side, said, handing

Meant to Be Friends Chapter 19 by EveFarrel, literature

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Meant to Be Friends Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Friend or Rival? I walked peacefully down the route toward New Bark Town and where I started my adventure. I stared at the pokeball in my hand, knowing full well I needed to return him to Elm, but he was my first pokemon, and I hadn't the time to show him how much I appreciated everything he did for me. "No I stole him and if I want people to believe I've changed I need to return him and Weavile...before I go to Whirlpool Islands or Victory Road," I whispered to myself, clipping the ball back on my belt, before running a hand through my hair, "Though if I was Elm, he may very well call the cops on me and back to Juvenile Hall I

The Poem by Misty247, literature

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The Poem

The Poem Brendan's Point Of View "Why?" I said, it's a beautiful spring day and I'm thinking about the girl I love, May. I'm Brendan, and I was supposed to be the master of Hoenn. Until, May stumbled into my room and starred at my Gamecube. Then she walked over to me. At first I thought she was an annoying girl, and then I got a crush on her. But now I know I love her, but I can't tell her that. Even though I've been thinking about telling her for a long time, I never have. Maybe I could tell her with out telling her. I could write a poem, and when I'm ready to tell her I could give her the poem. Hey, that's one of my better ideas! "Ma

The Hell Known As Highschool13 by ShadougeAngel, literature

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The Hell Known As Highschool13

Okay guys, here's the thing. I forgot to tell you all this but I'm English. Our schools are different from American ones, since most of my readers are from the USA I might have confused some of you with the whole tutor room thing. But yeah, I'm not crazy. I just spell things the American-English way because I knew most people reading are from the US. Anyway, I'm the worst writer ever in terms of updating and here's the next chapter. -xxx- The Hell Known As High School Chapter Thirteen. Wake Me Up When September Ends. Well, today was the last morning here. Whoopee, packing! Anyway. That doesn't matter. The one thing on my mind was info

Apology Letter to the Weakling by hiimcookie, literature

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Apology Letter to the Weakling

'Dear Kotone,' a certain redhead wrote with shaking hands. No, no, Silver crumpled up the paper. It made him sound weak. 'To the weak woman,' he wrote on a new sheet of paper. The silver orbs of the short tempered rival read what he wrote, shook his head, and once again threw away the paper and into the Lake of Rage. It was an apology he was trying to write, not a letter to make the receiver mad! Silver grabbed another piece of paper from his sneasel, who was a little worried for it's trainer, because it was his eleventh time taking a sheet of paper. Silver clutched his pen tightly, about to write down another crappy beginning, until his min

Badgering the Mineral by ThatCrazyVocataku, literature

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Badgering the Mineral

"La la la la la~" A short girl with brown pigtails and a large white hat was skipping to the train station. She was wearing her school's standard outfit; a sailor fuku. Since she was a junior her uniform consisted of a white shirt with blue details and skirt. Her school is nice and let's the girls choose what color they want the bow to be. The teen was wearing a pink bow that matched the one on her hat. She wore tall white socks with black edges. Her shoes were plain pink sneakers. Over her uniform she wore a dark blue jacket for it was March and chilly. She fixed her hat as she waited for the train to arrive. She also checked her uniform to

Steady. by PrismaticMemories, literature

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Steady.

A soft groan came from a young man. Golden sunlight was peeking in through the pink curtains and made it’s way towards the eyes of the red haired man. He squeezed his eyes and groan again, subconsciously deciding to turn around to avoid the sunlight dancing on his eye lids. His arms went over the person next to him. He was now on his side with his rather long blood red hair messily scattered all over his pale face. He didn’t open his eyes, he didn’t want too. He just wanted to sleep. His arms started to embrace the girl next to him. A brunette who was petite and still sleeping peacefully. Once the arms were around her she b

10 Reasons Why I Hate Kotone Soul by AmiHeartsYou, literature

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10 Reasons Why I Hate Kotone Soul

So- Lance said this might help me out, writting my feelings onto paper and all that crap. Honestly? I don't know what drove me to actually do this, but I guess this woman drives me to that length. Here goes: 10 Reasons Why I Hate Kotone Soul Yup, that's a good way to start. If there's any feeling that I would want to write down, it'd have to be this. Number 10: I hate her voice. I mean, is anyone even allowed to have such a high- pitched voice? It screeches through the entire area and it can be distinguished ANYWHERE in Johto. Sometimes, she even sounds like a Chatot that's being strangled! YET- it can sound so smooth and savvy. I mean

Constants - Ties That Bind RP Log by Drazzle-Dazzle, literature

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Constants - Ties That Bind RP Log

The streets of Poppy were occupied by many stalls, where citizens could be seen showing off their wares to anyone and everyone that happened to be walking by. There were stalls that sold little trinkets of chess pieces and flowers, sometimes even a combination of the two. Everywhere one looked, though, there were flower crowns being passed around from people to people, though not all of them were accepted. With a small bag of sweets on hand, Calypso lightly wove her way around people as she looked around. She was dressed in plainer clothing over her usual uniform of sorts, though her hands were hidden behind gloves, like always. As long as sh

HGSS: Touched- Part 2 of 4 by EeveeTree, literature

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HGSS: Touched- Part 2 of 4

About an hour later, Lyra was stuffed. Each person at her party had brought one of her favorite foods. She looked glumly down at her stomach, wondering how much weight she would gain from all of that food. "Hey, Lyra." Lyra looked up from her plate and into the face of the last gym leader she had defeated, Blue. Blue was also the only gym leader she had yet to speak with over the course of the hour. "Hi, Blue." "Can you come with me for a second? I want you to meet someone." Lyra stood up from her seat and walked with Blue over to a small group of trees. Underneath the trees was a small picnic basket. The contents of the basket had