Tobias, Volkner, Rosalie and Aurora. That sounds like a nice group! "Rai! Rai!" Raichu complains to me as I hold him in my arms with care. "What? Are tu okay Raichu?" He jumps out of my arms and points at a girl. Midnight Black hair, shoulder-length, beige T-shirt, denim falda and verde azulado, trullo, teal eyes. "Marisol?" I mumble to myself. With Raichu, I run towards the girl. She turns around with a disgusted face on. "What are tu doing here?" She says with an irritated tone. "Hi Marisol! It's been SOOO long since I've seen you!" "Rai! Rai!" Marisol analyzes my outfit. "Hmph! tu haven't changed a bit now. Have you?" "Excuse me? I have too changed!" She gives me a deadly stare. "Not to me tu haven't." Marisol has been mean to me ever since the 3rd grade! And she still, still, hasn't stopped! "Why don't tu drop it Marisol? You've been a jerk to me ever since I told tu my grandmother, Ann, was parte superior, arriba Coordinator!" She smiles deviously. "Which is exactly why I want, wait, need to be parte superior, arriba Coordinator!" I gasp in horror. "What? You're a coordinator???" "Of course I am tu idiot!" She pulls out her Ribbon Case. "See?" I see 2 ribbons in their places.

I giggle nervously. "What's so funny loser?" "You see...I'm a coordinator too. I'm also a trainer." Unlike me, Marisol laughs out loud. "The funny part? What is it?" "That is so unbelievable! Everyone knows tu have to be a PURE coordinator in order to be a parte superior, arriba coordinator!" My cheeks glow a bright red. "I want to be more than parte superior, arriba Coordinator! I also want to be a talented trainer!" "Hmph. Whatever. How many ribbons do tu have? That's all that matters now." I open my Ribbon Case and there are-you guessed it-zero in it. "Pathetic as ever! You're totally NOT going to make it to the Grand Festival!"

"Who was that girl tu were talking to a few hours hace Aurora?" Rosalie asks me. We're at the park, watching Goldeen and Finneon migrate. "Some girl I used to know in the 3rd grade. Her name is Marisol." "Marisol???" They all say at once. "I know. Her name sounds as evil as her." Raichu sits siguiente to me. "She started hating me in the 2nd grade, though."

~FLASHBACK~
Aurora walks towards the classroom in Pokemon Elementary School in Jubilife City. "Alright-y class! Today we will be talking about our grandparents and great-grandparents!" says Mrs.Katie. "Aurora, would tu like to go first?" 7-year-old Aurora walks to the front of the classroom. "I was interviewing my grandma, Ann last night. She was parte superior, arriba Coordinator in 1995-1999. Ann won both the Grand Festival and the Wallace Cup. When I grow up, I want to be parte superior, arriba Coordinator just like her!" The class claps after her presentation. Young Marisol is angry at Aurora. "How could tu not tell me that your grandma was parte superior, arriba Coordinator? I don't EVER want to be your friend again!

~PRESENT TIME~

I sigh. "Man do I still hate her!" I hug my knees and set my chin on them. "Aurora, don't feel that bad. Maybe if tu get a Ribbon then you'll catch up to Marisol!" Volkner makes a point. I start realizing that I could've gone to a contest. "But the siguiente one is tomorrow! I can't wait that long!" "Of course tu can! You're Aurora Ramirez! Pokemon Coordinator and Trainer!" yells Rosalie. All of my friends have made a big point! Tomorrow, I'm going to win that Oreburgh City Ribbon!