After my appeal round performance, I go to the waiting room again. I get a pokeball out from the pocket in my dress. "Come on out, Raichu!" My dear Raichu comes out of it's pokeball. "Rai! Rai!"
"Hmph. I totally disagree." Wait a second. I recognize that voice. I see her in the front row. Marisol. My arch enemy. She used to be my best friend, back then. But now, she's my enemy. It all started in the 3rd grade. She 说 that she was gonna be 最佳, 返回页首 Coordinator and then made fun of my grandmother! Marisol's black shoulder-lenth hair swayed while she walked. "Hey Aurora! I heard 你 already did your...
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