A/N: waterfalls here, and look…its some more writing from me =) after what, eight months or so? Anyways, I've been loving everyone else's ABC's stories so I decided to try it out. It seems like a good way to get a little noticed at least =) I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon

Abnormal

Ab-nor-mal: adj. Not normal; deviant

In other words: irregular, nonstandard, uncharacteristic, and unusual.

So she wasn't the ideal girl that everyone wanted her to be. She was a tomboy and she just loved to climb trees, run in the rain, swim in a dirty pond, trek on dangerous mountains and trails, and scream at the top of her lungs. She loved t-shirts, shorts, and sneakers, anything that made her feel comfortable and would rather have her orange hair cut short and pulled back from her face so it wouldn't get in her way. And yes, for someone who seemed so fearless, she was afraid of bugs. If an ariados was on a path be sure to get out of the way because you were sure to be trampled by her one person stampede. But, that had been Misty. From the first day he had met her at the age of ten until the day she left him to return to the gym at thirteen. She had been a little weird, but normal for her. Everyone had liked her anyways.

He wasn't used to her now though. Sure it had been a few years, give or take, but he couldn't believe that this was her at the age of nineteen. Okay, so they hadn't spoke or wrote to each other for the last few years he had journeyed but still, he couldn't have missed that much. I mean, he hadn't expected her to change at all. When he planned to see her again, albeit at some fancy party, he still thought that maybe she would show up in some scraggly blue jean mini skirt and white t-shirt with black converse for footwear. Maybe she would let her red hair out of that old fashioned ponytail style she always had and maybe, just maybe, she would be wearing a bracelet. He had been looking forward to the same loud-mouthed girl that yelled at him for being dense, stupid, and rash. The same girl who beat him over the head with her red mallet and scoffed when he told everyone that he would someday be the world's best Pokemon Master and all would bow before him.

He had told Dawn over and over again what Misty had been like. She was very different from the bluenette and if Ash was being honest, a little less annoying. The annoying part being that Dawn always cared about her looks and took three hours to get ready while the redhead had taken two seconds to run a brush through her hair and pull it up. Dawn had been a little apprehensive when told that she would finally meet Ash's and Brock's first traveling companion. She had thought that they wouldn't get along and that Misty would sneer at her for being a girly girl, or whatever Ash called her. But that all flew out the window as soon as the redhead was introduced, both girls chatting and relating to one another from across the room. What the hell? This was so not normal.

"Hey Ash," a tall brown skinned boy sighed, taking a place next to Ash's right. If you looked closely you could see a red mark on the older boy's cheek.

"Hey," Ash replied, taking another sip of the fruit punch in his plastic cup.

"How's the party going for you?" Brock asked, his squinted eyes narrowing even more, if that was even possible.

"Okay I guess," Ash said shrugging; he placed his cup on the table and placed his hands behind his hatless head so he could lean back into them. "Kinda boring though."

"Why don't you ask someone to dance then?"

"Ewe Brock. No way would I ask someone that."

"Grow up."

"No."

"Your loss."

Ash gave the boy a playful shove, grinning as he saw his friend May dancing around the place with her boyfriend Drew. Yeah, that sure had surprised everybody. She had always ranted on about how the guy was an egotistical jerk and needed to have his oversized head shoved into a toilet, but it looked like they really liked each other. It was normal for May to hide her feelings with pretend contempt; everyone had realized that in the Hoenn region a few years back. Ash then felt his stomach flutter as Misty and Dawn made their way over to the table and took seats greeting the two boys with gentle smiles.

Ash gave them a normal greeting, well with a slight shake in his voice and turned away to watch Tracey talk enthusiastically with Gary at the food line. He wasn't supposed to be nervous. This was Misty, the same girl who fought constantly with him, whose temper was as bad as a raging Gyrados, who blamed him for the bike he destroyed. She was the girl who always brought him down a few levels during a battle, the one who always had been the hardest to impress and prove that he was good at what he did. So why did it feel like his stomach was full of Butterfree?

"Do you wanna go outside with me for a minute Ash?" the boy jumped when the red head looked at him, and blushed from her gentle question. Go out with her. Alone. Maybe that wasn't the most brilliant idea.

"Sure," he nodded while his mouth went dry. Idiot.

He found himself following her out the glass doors and into the backyard in the warm night air. He stood quietly as she sighed happily and took in a deep breath before letting it out with a soft sigh.

"It's really good to see you again," she said suddenly, twirling around so her black dress swirled around her thighs a bit.

"Um yeah, it's great to see you too," he mumbled flushing as her large cerulean eyes batted at him. Since when did she wear makeup?

"Life is way different without you around," she giggled clasping her hands together behind her and tilting her head cutely.

"Back at ya," Ash chuckled rubbing his head sheepishly.

"I really have missed you," she cooed, her sweet voice lowering and causing his brown eyes to widen and cheeks to flush heavily. This wasn't the same Misty. It just wasn't. This was a weird unnatural Misty who was all dolled up in front of him. His Misty wouldn't have grown her hair to her waist and pull it up into an intricate up-do, with curls falling down around her pretty face. His Misty wouldn't have dared to wear such a revealing dress that sparkled in the night and outlined her slim form and let everyone around her know that she had such a curvy figure and allow the dress to cinch around her bust so that it gave a hint of cleavage and encased around her thighs with soft flowing material. His Misty wouldn't have been able to walk elegantly in her four inch black heels, or have a sparkling pendent around her neck in the form of her cascade badge. This was not normal for Misty.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked before he could stop the question from rolling off his tongue. He groaned when he saw hurt come into her eyes and lower her head. Way to be smooth Ash.

"What do you mean?" she asked softly, tapping her pointer fingers together

"Well, I-I meant, what I mean is well…you're a little abnormal," he fidgeted in his tux and tugged at his red tie.

"Abnormal?" she brought her head back up and frowned, her pretty features showing her confusion.

"Yeah, what happened to the tomboy I grew up with?"

He huffed as she burst out laughing, the sound filling up the quiet atmosphere around them. Then with a quick fluid movement she was close in front of him, her head tilted up to look at him and a soft smile was upon her face. "I grew up Ash," she said softly, her breath brushing against his lips. Since when did she become so short? Wasn't she supposed to be taller than him?

"G-grew up?" he flushed.

"It was bound to happen silly. Living with three materialistic sisters didn't help much either," she giggled. Oh man, he could practically count every lash that outlined her eyes.

"Oh."

"And while I grew up, I realized that I missed you, a lot Ash Ketchum," she cooed her nose bumping into his.

"I-I missed you too Mist. More than you know," he stuttered, his heart pounding hard against his chest as he brought his hands to her waist to pull her against him.

"Good," she breathed. Her lips brushed against his and he allowed his eyes to close, reveling in the fact that he was gonna be kissing his best friend.

WHAM!

The pain shot through his face and he stumbled backwards shooting his eyes open to see a fuming redhead, her hand outstretched. What the hell?

"That was for not calling me you bastard!" she said raising her voice and coming close to slam her other hand into his other cheek. "And that was for calling me abnormal you jerk!" and with that she stomped into the house leaving him to blink his eyes after her stupidly, and then he smiled. Oh. Maybe she still was the same weird girl she always had been. The normal for Misty.

A/N: Ha Ha Ha! What did you guys think? I thought it was cute myself, but I'm weird like that. I'm using the alphabet words my sister gave to me so…we'll see how I do with the other words my sister picked out. Please Review if you would and if you like my style of writing, and you like Namine and Roxas from Kingdom Hearts, you should read the story I'm writing about them. It's called Keeping it Together and I rather do like it myself. Anyways stay tuned for more!

As the world turns and the grass grows, the Waterfalls!=)