I decided to write this story. It's about my life in Unova. Enjoy.
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Part 1: Fame Sucks.
My name is Tiffany Parker, and I am the current Champion in the Unova region. You'd think that my being the Champion gives me a pretty relaxing life. Lemme be the first to tell you, IT ISN'T. When I want to be with my friends, I can't, train my Pokemon, never, and get some time to myself? That hasn't happened in how long?...Long story short, it's a pain in the butt. But I'm going to change that. Starting today, I will ban all the paparazzi from my life! I know just who to talk about with it. I walk over to my best friend, Cheren, and ask him what he thinks about my idea. "Well, knowing you, you probably don't have a plan to get rid of them." Cheren responds. "Yeah, I do!" I say, "I can just exile them, or blow them up!" Cheren facepalms at that. "That's not exactly....legal, Tiffany." "I don't care, I just want the paparazzi gone. Every time I want to-" He cuts me off, "I know. Every time you want to spend time with me, they get in your way. That, or they write tabloids about our supposed romantic involvement. Then all of the Distortion World breaks loose." "Exactly, Cheren. Exactly." I sigh in exasperation. "I still wanna blow them up." He laughs. "You sure do, Tiff. Let's go get some lunch, shall we?" "Sure." I say, and we head off to the nearest restaurant. Only time will tell if I can achieve my dream of destroying the disgusting paparazzi.
(To be continued)
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Part 1: Fame Sucks.
My name is Tiffany Parker, and I am the current Champion in the Unova region. You'd think that my being the Champion gives me a pretty relaxing life. Lemme be the first to tell you, IT ISN'T. When I want to be with my friends, I can't, train my Pokemon, never, and get some time to myself? That hasn't happened in how long?...Long story short, it's a pain in the butt. But I'm going to change that. Starting today, I will ban all the paparazzi from my life! I know just who to talk about with it. I walk over to my best friend, Cheren, and ask him what he thinks about my idea. "Well, knowing you, you probably don't have a plan to get rid of them." Cheren responds. "Yeah, I do!" I say, "I can just exile them, or blow them up!" Cheren facepalms at that. "That's not exactly....legal, Tiffany." "I don't care, I just want the paparazzi gone. Every time I want to-" He cuts me off, "I know. Every time you want to spend time with me, they get in your way. That, or they write tabloids about our supposed romantic involvement. Then all of the Distortion World breaks loose." "Exactly, Cheren. Exactly." I sigh in exasperation. "I still wanna blow them up." He laughs. "You sure do, Tiff. Let's go get some lunch, shall we?" "Sure." I say, and we head off to the nearest restaurant. Only time will tell if I can achieve my dream of destroying the disgusting paparazzi.
(To be continued)