Just to clarify two thing. I want to say thank you so much for your great support. You guys have been fantastic and splendid to read this story. Thank you.

Also. Shall I add the sequel into this book. Or, shall I do it separate and do ADAD2? Which means there are only 2 chapter left till I do the sequel.

Anyways, Enjoy.

Ash POV

Ash's Bucket List- Complete a video game- any video game.

You can't please everybody.

No matter what I did, I had to face through my grave fears. Think about it: All I had wanted to achieve with my PA room abduction was to get Sere talking to me again, and in the process I had managed to piss off three very different sets of people.

Let's start with the obvious one- Principal Oak.

After throwing the hugest tantrum in his office 'I can't believe you would pull a stunt like that!' 'What if there had been a school wide emergency?' 'And what the hell were you doing, lying on top of that girl? Our school doesn't need a sexual harassment case!' Principal Oak saw fit to give me ten detentions in some weeks and a warning that if I got into any more trouble at Lumiose, it was over. Boy, he was so pissed that I almost laughed in his grumpy old face, sorry Gary. which was interesting, since I was pissed off at him, too. The guy basically threw off my groove with Sere by barging in, just as I had been about to make my dirty move.

Because, yes, I had been about to kiss her, dammit. Ever since that day she had blown up at me, kissing her had constantly been on my only mind.

Those kissable thin lips that I could touch every second, wanting my own lips to connect hers. It made me die on inside and obsessed around my racking head.

Sure, trying to kiss her after I had just gotten her forgiveness wasn't too smart on my part, but I wasn't usually the sharpest knife in the drawer, especially when it came to timing.

The look on her bright cute face when I was lying on top of her was what had made me throw all my reservations out of the door. Sere was all wide-eyed innocence with her soft skin, strawberry smelling short hair that spread on floor and thin lips and I wanted her so bad. Looking into her beautiful sapphire eyes as I lay on top of her, feeling her heart race through the thin fabric of my blue jacket- damn, who wouldn't want to kiss her? Although. My fingerless hand did get a slight touch of bare thighs which was big reward for me.

As weird as it was for me to admit it, I wouldn't have minded getting expelled if it had meant really kissing Sere.

I couldn't ever have her, I knew that. My dad would freak out. My friends would *****. Our classmates would talk smack behind her back. There was no way I would do that to her. But just one kiss might be enough to rid me of the fascination I had with her. When and where that kiss was going to happen was all up in the thin air. But it was going to happen, and soon. Because if it didn't- I would go insane if I didn't kiss her.

Next up, Calem and Co.

By going through all that trouble to get Sere to talk to me again, it seemed that I'd broken the cardinal rule.

Seriously.

Calem was the one who hunted me down after my lecture from Principal Oak, a pissed off expression on his face, and let me know that my little PA presentation hadn't gone over well with him, Misty and Rudy.

"You picked her over us, dude. I can't believe you picked Serena Yvonne over your ******* friends! Are you nuts?" was his parting shot, not waiting to listen to my feeble explanation.

Not that I even had an explanation, coz let's face it. I owed Sere that apology big time. So for Calem, Misty and Rudy not to put that into the equation was just plain selfish. They loved hurting people and making others look small and stupid just for the hell of it, but I was starting to realize that I was different. Or maybe I was making myself different because I didn't want to be an ****** anymore. Whatever the reason, I just hadn't wanted to live with the guilt of making Sere cry.

Miette was also mad at me, for purely selfish reasons. She was sitting in the desk next to mine when I walked into Math class and as soon as I sat down comfortably in my own original seat, she let me have it.

"Why did you never do anything like that for me when we were dating and you messed up?" she hissed bitterly sending it into my listening ear as I gave her a quizzical look.

"What?" I questioned skeptically.

Miette tossed her sleek blue short hair over her free shoulder, glaring right at me. "We argued all the time. we were always breaking up time after time. Why'd you never go on the PA to apologize to me?"

I laughed out loud. Couldn't help it, the killer look on Miette's face was hilarious.

"Because it was good," I joked with a smile around on my curved lip. " you seriously can't be mad at me because I apologized to Sere over the PA-."

Screech! A horrible noise pierced in my ears.

Miette pushed her chair back, stood up to her two feet and went to sit next to Misty away from me in a couple of distance. For the rest of the class, the girls shot the filthiest looks in my direction till I felt like covering my head and running for shelter.

They weren't the only people who were mad at me, though. I swear, people I didn't even talk to were putting their two cents in about the situation. The general consensus seemed to be that I, Ash Ketchum, had sold them out when I 'chose teams'. That's actually what a perky blonde told me, just as school was out.

"You chose Team Sere over Team Lumiose, and you're going to pay," she said, her voice filled with conviction. "she's not one of us. You are. And you just sold out."

Obviously, when I told Calem, Misty, Rudy and Ursula to suck it if they didn't like it, a lot of people took it to heart.

Last but not least, my dad wasn't speaking to me. Let me rephrase that. After yelling me out so badly the windows of the penthouse shook and Leaf covered her own ears and started crying out loud, dad wasn't speaking to me. He had been so angry to hear about what I had done and what my punishment for it was that he'd said a lot of things that cut me deep.

"You're an embarrassment to the Ketchum name..."

"...I don't know what we ever did to deserve you."

"I wouldn't say you were the best mistake I ever made. That would be your sister."

Every time he passed me in the hallway, he shook his head and muttered, "10 detentions," in disgust. And when he wanted to be hurtful, he would make snide comments about me to anyone who'd listen.

It got so annoying that after two days of dealing with it. I started holing up in my room, blasting my iPod by listening to a rap song in my stringed headphone and just trying to forget about my messed, loveless life. Everybody wanted to be needed, but I never got that vibe from my dad. He hated me for something that had happened before I was even born, something that wasn't even my fault. And all I could do was take it.

Come Friday, I'd had enough of being treated like a stranger in my own house, so I invited Sere over for an afternoon of playing video gaming.

Things had been awkward between us ever since that near kiss and I wanted it to get back to normal again. You see, no matter how hard Sere tried to pretend as though nothing had happened, I would spot her glancing at me every once in a while, an affection thoughtful look on her face with a tinge blush across her round cheeks.

Just that look alone made me wish I could tell her what was on my mind, how I was starting to feel about her. But I couldn't go through with it. Sere was such an innocent girl that I ever met; I didn't want to be the guy who would scar her for life.

I sighed to myself, making Sere shoot me a concerned look. What to do but try to beat COD 2 (call of duty)?

And beat it we did. It took only four hours, countless replays of difficult missions, several expletive laced comments and, of course, snacks, but we finally beat Call of duty 2!

As the listed credits rolled on the stretched tv screen, instantly I jumped up ontop on my soft bed and threw my controller on the hard ground with such force that the batteries popped out and rolled along the hard surface. Sere started, looking up at me apprehensively from where she sat cross-legged on the soft comforting carpeted floor. I guess she had the right to have that nervous look on her face; I hadn't said a word for about an hour.

"You okay there?" she asked in her own comfort tone, popping a red round cherry into her mouth.

"Dude, I've been trying to beat this game for over a year." I exclaimed, bouncing to my desk and picking up my list. "I'm not okay, I'm ecstatic!"

Looking like she wanted to burst out into uncontrollable giggles, Sere nodded. "Huh."

I plopped down on the soft floor beside her, involuntarily inhaling air in the subtle aroma of fresh strawberry surrounding her.

"And I couldn't have done it without you," I told her, gently nudging her shoulder using my low strength, not to rough. "So thanks."

A pleased expression flickered over her pretty face as she gave me a sideways look. "Don't mention it." She snickered. "I hope this means you're going to stop throwing those little tantrums now."

"I got caught up in the moment," I defended myself. "I didn't mean to throw my cellphone across the room like that."

I also didn't mean for the cellphone's screen to break, but that was beside the point. Anyway, it's not like I needed a phone right now. My friends wouldn't be calling me until they forgot about me 'dissing' them or until Sere and I stopped being friends. Whichever came first.

Uncapping my inky pen, I grinned wide on my lip as my eyes raced down the long list to find my latest achieved goal. With a flourish, I wrote a neat 'done' next to 'complete a video game. Any video game.' it had been so long ago since I wrote that. So much had happened in that time. Gary's death, my breakup with Miette, Sere...

"I can't believe you've been high mountain," Sere mumbled, reading over my free shoulder. "I wouldn't have the nerve."

"You don't even have time to think about it," I told her without looking at her. "One second, you're in the plane, the next second, you're falling down to earth and you're like, how the hell did that happen?"

She chuckled softly, still reading my list. "What's up with the ones you've put question marks after?" she asked.

"They're unobtainable," I shrugged.

Her forehead furrowed as she looked up at me. "Unobtainable? Explain, please."

Stretching my legs out in front of me and impulsively slinging an arm over Sere's shoulder making her cheeks rose red, I said, "My unobtainable goals are basically things I want to do and stuff I want to happen that will never take place. Like robbing a bank. I played too much 'Cops and Robbers' when I was a kid. I always wanted to be the bad guy."

Giggling, Sere lowered her head and rested gently on my free shoulder catching my attention, her soft short hair tickling my z-mark cheek. I didn't move a single muscle except for breathing, just let her light head rest on my shoulder. I like this position we were in, it was more comforting.

"Why am I not surprised?" she said near to my ear, snuggling closer to me as our faces closed in. "I really hope you won't rob a bank though. But some of these things you can still do."

"I don't know," I replied, staring down at the piece of paper in my hand. I wanted to believe that I could do everything on the list, but I knew that wasn't going to happen. The last 4 things on my list were things I just didn't see happening.

1. Have a wish come true.

2. Say 'I love you' and really mean it.

3. Accept myself for who I am.

4. Fall deeply and madly in love- helplessly and unconditionally.

I smiled at the last one. Gary had put that one in, saying that I needed some romance in my life, having to deal with a girlfriend like Miette.

"You're selling yourself short, here, Ash. I think you probably could make someone's dream come true, if you put your mind to it."

I smiled at her and was rewarded by an adorable real smile back that made my heart pound in a millisecond. Her metal locket brushed against my shoulder.

"Do you have a picture in there?" I asked randomly. She nodded, unclasping the chain with one quick movement.

"I thought I showed it to you," she said, opening the locket and handing it to me. A much younger Sere smiled up at me, sitting in the arms of a pretty, smiling teen. "I was four here." She sighed softly. "My mom was with me when I young. She was only 14 when she had me."

"Really?" I asked incredulously. A 14 year old with a baby seemed vaguely wrong to me. Then a question popped into my head as fast as a bullet and I looked at Sere, wondering what the best way to ask was. "Sere- what happened with your dad? Like-what's the whole story there? If you don't mind me asking."