Ok, first of all I have been reading some stories that has references that were from my books and all I have to say is that you guys are so sweet to actually add references on your stories ^_^

Anyway enough of my blabbering I hope you enjoy another chapter that I have created under an hour :p

Ash's POV

I went back to my cabin and slammed the door shut, I can't believe I have waited for her to come back and all I get is her saying I was just some kid that helped her get out of the forest?! Worst of all she has forgotten everything we have done during that summer!

We would always play with each other, yet it's like I'm a total stranger to her which is possible! I just can't believe that our promise with each other broke because she...forgot about me.

Serena's POV

I went back to my cabin and layed down on my bed, I look up at the cieling and began thinking about what just happened. That boy said something that I can't just put my finger into it, but it felt like a part of me knew him.

Why though? Wasn't he just a boy that helped me? Or we were more than that? I groaned out of frustration and rolled side from side on the bed, Delphox looked at me worriedly in the same time she was weirded out that I was rolling on the bed.

Was it my fault to be like this? No, it was my amnesia's fault that I am like this. Delphox came up to me and handed a photo, it was me when I was a little girl and beside me was a boy that looked extremely familiar but my memories are all blurred out.

All I remember so far is that I am Kalos Queen, Grace Yvonne is my mother and I went to a summer camp when I was 8. All the other memories I have ever have are blurred out, I hate it when someone I thought was a stranger feel hurt that I have forgotten them, but there is nothing they can do.

I try my very hardest just to remember what my name is and who I am, and if I want all of my memories to come back I don' the know when but...I just don't know what I can do.

It's hard for me, and it's painful for me to see a familiar face but I don't know who they are and I would just go and never speak to them until I remember just pains me.

Why should I even consider the slightest that I am a good person? And now I have hurt another long time friend of mine...I'm the worst.

A flower that is waiting for my friends to come back, yet she could not remember them...it's a curse that the flower never wanted.