Her Skater Boy

By Midnight Singer

Summary: He was a punk, she was a popular. She chose popularity over him, leaving him behind. Then she finds him, helping him discover his talent and helping him get as far as possible, showing him another side of a world he'd never known. Loosely based on Avril Lavigne's Sk8er Boi.

A/N: Omg I'm alive! For everybody who's wondering about my other stories, I'll try and update them by July. Sorry about those!

Now welcome to my first Pokémon story! …Well I actually did try one before, but my experiment writing style in it failed so I deleted it. But I'm more optimistic on this one.

Now the story: This was supposed to be a one-shot, but it got too long and had to be turned into a two shot. Now it's a freaking three shot. -_-

I don't mean any offense to Mock Shippers! I'm just using Ursula for the sake of the story! If it offends you, please stop reading.

"He was a boy,

She was a girl.

Can I make it any more obvious?"

Ursula sighed again as the hit song played on the radio again. Was the world really out to get her? At times like these, it certainly seemed so.

The music was suddenly drowned out by her baby's wails. That's right; she was twenty one with a baby and no husband. Or legal parents. Or friends.

Well in a way, this was just karma's way of getting back at her. No, it was karma's way of getting back at her, and looking back, she could see why.

If only she could change the past.

But what's done is done; going back is an impossible wish.

Back to when she was young, to when she had popularity, friends, and parents.

Back to the chance she threw away.

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The doors of Sinnoh Public High School slammed open with a bang. Everyone quieted as a certain trio of girls walked by.

Who were they? They were none other than the queen bees of Sinnoh High. Standing on the right was a dark ginger. Melody was her name. On the left was Brianna, a short haired brunette. And in the middle, unmistakably the queen of the queens, was Ursula. Her peach pink curls stood out among the normal blondes, brunettes and ravens in the school, making everyone take a second look at her. There was no mistaking it, she ruled the school.

After a few moments, the volume in the halls returned to normal. Ursula walked along with Brianna and Melody, talking about clothes and making a rude comment on some poor girl here and there.

In the midst of their mindless talking however, her eyes drifted to a certain purple haired boy. Although he was no Drew Hayden, but he was fairly handsome. Surprisingly, he wasn't popular. Like at all. He had no friends. Not that he had always been shunned; in the beginning of freshman year he'd received plenty of party invitations from popular girls hoping to date him. But he just glared at all of them and ignored any and all party invitations. After a few months, everyone simply quit trying and labeled him as a loner. His punk styled clothes didn't exactly help; making him seem even more unapproachable.

He suddenly looked up, meeting her dead on with his onyx eyes seeming slightly surprised. Ursula quickly looked away and reimbursed herself in Melody and Brianna's conversation about different lines of makeup. She could still feel his intense gaze on her and tried to ignore the prickly feeling she was getting.

She couldn't deny it. That moment when their eyes met… She'd felt a spark. But why? In all her years as a playgirl, she'd never gotten that feeling. What just happened?

The trio of popular girls entered their homeroom and chatted some more until the teacher arrived. While the teacher dragged on about some extinct prehistoric animals called Pokémon, she lost herself in her thoughts going over what she knew about the purple haired loner.

1-His name was Paul Shinji.

2-He was cold and very quiet.

3-He was sixteen, the same age as her. A Junior.

4-He was handsome.

Okay, so the fourth one wasn't exactly a characteristic, but it was true. Moving on.

5- He was…

Wait, that was all she knew.

Ursula was pretty surprised at the amount of things she knew about him. She had some kind of blackmail over the majority of the school, but she had surprisingly none on him.

Ursula was suddenly interrupted from her thoughts by the bell. Well that was fast.

She tried to shake off the weird feeling she was getting and continued on to her next class, chatting happily with her friends.

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Paul wasn't sure what had come over him. One moment he was simply getting his books from his locker. Then he felt someone starring at him. He'd looked up; ready to glare at whoever had the nerve to look at him. But he'd been surprised to see a pretty girl staring at him, almost as if she was curious. And then there was that spark that hit him when their eyes met. It came so suddenly and out of nowhere. He could see that she felt it too by the look on her face. He couldn't help but staring at her as she walked away.

Oh, he knew who she was alright. Even a loner like him knew of Ursula Urara, the ultimate queen and playgirl of the school. But what he felt at that moment was different. It was as if… As if she was, under her façade as a queen and playgirl, she was actually just a normal girl inside.

Paul shook his head. There was no way that was possible. Right?

He headed back to his locker and grabbed his guitar, deciding to just blow off first period. He headed to a small abandoned spot behind the school. His spot.

He sat down on a rock, hidden from view, and began to play. Not a specific song really. He just went along and strummed whatever notes he found right. He soon found himself making an original melody, stopping every once in a while to jot down notes. By the time first period was over, he had a good portion of the song's melody finished.

Stopping by his locker to drop off his guitar, he headed to his second class.

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As the week went on, Ursula seemed to see Paul everywhere. She found herself being captivated by him in a way no other person ever had. It surprised her. After all, she was usually the one captivating others being the playgirl she was. But now she couldn't seem to look away from Paul: the way he moved, how he flicked his hair slightly to get it out of his eyes. He was just so… mysterious.

This went on for weeks. She watched him, and she could feel him watching her too. There was an unexplainable attraction between the two of them, and neither knew what to make of it. Ursula found herself wondering what Melody and Brianna would think of him. She never asked them though; he was so unpopular that they would think that she was joking.

The secretive glances continued until one lunch where she just couldn't take it anymore. She spotted him walking behind a secluded tree to eat his lunch. She got up from her outdoor table she shared with Brianna and Melody and several other populars with the excuse that she needed to call someone and that she'd be right back. As soon as she was out of their sight, she darted to the tree where Paul was at.

She walked to the other side of the tree where she found Paul; ear buds in his ears, eating a sandwich.

"Hi there." Ursula said hesitantly, making herself known.

Paul's eyes opened, surprise filling them. But he took off his ear buds and replied nonetheless. "Hey."

For maybe the first time in her life, Ursula felt slightly nervous. "Do you mind if I sit?" she asked timidly.

Paul raised an eyebrow blankly. "I'm not stopping you."

Ursula gingerly sat down on the ground a foot away from him. She snuck a glance at him again, trying to gauge his expression. The only thing she saw however, was some minor surprise, and maybe some confusion.

A minute passed by. Not exactly the epitome of comfortableness, but not exactly uncomfortable either.

"Not to be rude, but why are you here?" Paul asked calmly, gazing straight ahead.

Ursula fidgeted. Why was she so nervous? "I just kinda wanted to talk. Is that okay?" she asked, glancing at him again. His expression was somewhat calmer than before.

"Sure," he grunted. To be honest, Ursula was kind of surprised. Usually if anyone tried to approach him, he'd just glare at them and maybe say something rude. He'd been surprisingly polite and -dare she say it?- nice so far. Maybe that connection she'd felt wasn't one sided after all.

"So um…" She wasn't exactly sure how to start. But the silence between them wasn't very uncomfortable, and for some reason she didn't seem pressured to break it.

So they just sat there for a while, until the bell rang.

'What, already? It feels like I just sat down!'

Paul was slowly getting up, seemingly in no hurry to get away from her.

And that's when it happened.

She didn't even think about it.

But she suddenly found herself standing on her tiptoes, gently, hesitantly, kissing Paul on the lips. After a moment, when she felt no response, she started to pull away. But she hadn't even gotten an inch between them when Paul's lips connected back to hers, gently. She kissed back, and before they knew it, they were making out passionately in a fight for dominance. They finally pulled away four minutes later, the need for air overwhelming them. They just stood there for a moment, panting lightly and blushing. Then he started to walk away.

"Wait!" she called out. "Will you be here tomorrow?" She waited for his answer, hoping it would be what led to her own love story.

He stopped walking for a second, just long enough to emit a positive sounding grunt before continuing on his way.

Ursula felt happiness burst within her. Somehow, this kiss felt different from the others. She wasn't sure how, or even why, but it was different.

She hurried back to class quickly, making it a few minutes early. Brianna and Melody questioned her briefly on why she'd been so late, but she fed them the excuse that the call had taken longer than she'd thought. They accepted it and they all switched the subject to other things.

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Their little secret romance continued for a week. They met behind the tree each day. Sometimes they talked, but they mostly ended up making out. The relationship they shared couldn't be considered love, more like a very strong liking. But for the while, they were both happy.

A week after their little relationship started, Ursula decided that maybe it was a good time for them to come out in the open, as nobody but the two of them knew of the relationship. So when she met up with Melody and Brianna in homeroom, she decided to bring it up.

"Hey, do you know that guy, Paul Shinji?" Ursula asked as they sat down in homeroom that morning. They were early, so they had plenty of time to talk.

"Yeah, what about him?" Melody asked. Brianna nodded in agreement to Melody's question.

"What do you think of him?" she asked, beating around the bush.

"He's weird. A total skater boy." Brianna crinkled her nose.

"He's kinda cute though. Why?" Melody asked.

"Well," Ursula cleared her throat. "I think I might make him my next boyfriend." She sat back, waiting to see her friends' reactions.

"Ugh!"

"No way! Why would you want to do that?" Both girls looked disgusted.

"Well you did say he was kinda cute." Ursula defended.

"I said kinda, not as in cute enough to date." Melody said, looking a bit weirded out.

"Besides," Brianna interjected. "Don't you remember those rumors about him? They say he's crazy. He talks to unanimated objects and is really sadistic! He's a freak!"

Ursula's eyes flashed with remembrance. Haruka had spread those rumors after Paul had rejected her flirting. At first she'd suspected it as no more than a rumor, but some things did seem to click. She'd heard somewhere that crazy people were usually very quiet, although insane things went on in their minds. Paul was very quiet. And he did seem kinda weird.

"And besides," Brianna crinkled her nose again. "Look at his clothes! It's so punkish! And he's like, attached to his skateboard! Trust me Urs, he's an insane sadistic bastard. You don't want to get involved with him."

"Besides, he would bring down your popularity. That freak is nothing but bad news." Melody told her. Yes, he probably would bring down her status. And her downfall would mean Melody and Brianna's downfall too, as the two had gotten popular following her. Or if they managed to stay up, she would become a loner and be shunned by the entire school. Either way it was a lose-lose situation.

"Fine, I'm definatly staying away from that freak." She agreed. Looking back, she wasn't even sure why she'd been with him anyway. She was thankful that word hadn't got out; she would be ruined. She wasn't sure if even her rich parents would be able to help.

That's it; she was breaking up with that freak.

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Paul skateboarded over to the tree where he usually met Ursula. He was actually kind of surprised that she'd even had any interest in him. But the way she glanced at him… it was different from the looks he'd seen her give other guys. He couldn't help hope that maybe, just maybe, she would be different. That they would have a chance.

He sat down at the far side of the tree, waiting for the peach pink haired girl to show up.

It wasn't long before he heard the light footsteps signaling her arrival. He turned his head slightly and gave her the tiniest of grins, which was a miracle itself. But Ursula didn't return it as she usually did. Instead of a cheery smile and a greeting, she was looking down on him as if he was beneath the dirt under her expensive platform shoes. A bad feeling came over him and his heart sank. What was going on?

"What is it?" he finally asked.

Her eyes remained cold and aloof. "I'm sorry Shinji, this can't work out. You're just not worth it."

"What?" He was sitting up now, feeling confused and slightly angry.

"You heard me. Imagine the shame if they found out that I kissed a freak like you! Just stay away from me, 'kay?" She snapped at him.

Now the confusion was all gone. All that was left was cold anger. "Oh I see," He said coldly. "Your popularity is too precious for you to risk. I guess I was right all along; all you 'popular' people are just spoiled, rich brats who use others as play things. It was stupid of me to think you actually had a human mind." He was standing up now, cold anger radiating off him.

"How dare you insult me like that! You're worth nothing more than the dirt under my feet! I'm a somebody! I can make your life hell if I want to!" She shouted at him.

He smirked coldly. "Go ahead. But that won't stop me from telling everyone that we went out."

Ursula's eyes were murderous. "You wouldn't dare!"

Paul's smirk was unchanged. "I would dare. You're already going to make my life a living hell, so why not give you a reason to?" Cold humor shone in his eyes.

She shrieked at him and tried to slap him, but he dodged. Instead of trying again, she stalked off angrily with whatever dignity she had left.

Paul sank down again with a sigh, his anger fading slightly. He should've seen this coming; it was stupid of him not to. Ursula was a popular princess, the queen of the school. She'd simply been playing with him all along.

A/N: And that's the first of the three shot! What do you think? Good? Bad? Ok? Horrible? Pukish?

Yeah, this chapter wasn't all that great. The next one's gonna be better, I hope.

Don't worry, Dawn enters in the next chapter, bringing IkariShipping goodness with her!

I'm gonna wait for at least three reviews before I update. It's not a lot, and I want to know that this story is even worth updating. I'm not really sure if it is or isn't yet.

So tell me what you think! I'll update as soon as the above quota is met.

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