Disclaimer: I don't own Team Rocket stuff, yadda yadda yadda, you know how it goes by now! I like this story coz your in it! Yes you!
Small Note: I did write this in like 5 minutes in a Mathematics lesson so yeah it’s pretty bad.
Jazmine aka Sapphire_Rose_Petal
Poems speak all
Jessie: Grrrrr!! So annoying! This pen keeps running out! Honestly!
Pens are just like Meowth: Always in the way when you don't need them and never around when you do.
I've tried banging it, writing harder, I've even tried taking the ink tube out and blowing down it but it just explodes and I get ink all over my face! Remind me to use a pencil next time...
Hmm? What am I doing with the pen? Oh...erm...nothing interesting.
Just writing a poem, yes, a poem, about my best friend James. Hey! What's with the raised eyebrow? He's my best friend and nothing more...okay...a little more...a bit more really...
Alright fine! I'm in love with him! Happy now?
Seriously though, what's not to love? He's so perfect...dreamy...ahem!
Who couldn't like that cute little strand of hair in front of his face, that cheeky smile, those deep emerald eyes I could get lost in forever, that soft, shiny hair. I must make sure I get all of this down.
*Writes on paper*
Well I'm almost finished, I need a big finale or something to finally tell him what's been going through my head these last few years.
Got it!
*Writes more stuff down*
Done at last, what? No you can't read it yet! Wait till I've told James first! Back soon.
*Leaves room. After 30 minutes, comes back in all flustered*
Ahhhh...I never knew he felt the same way...and it was beautiful the way he said it: "I love you
too, Jessica" *sighs satisfyingly*
Hmm? Yeah, yeah here's my poem anyway, It's called 'My James':
Shiny hair of ocean blue,
I wouldn't survive without you.
You are just perfect in every way,
Never found out what to say.
My James.
Eyes of sparkling emerald green,
The best eyes I've ever seen.
Have you learnt my traits of thought?
Is the lesson finally taught?
My James.
That smile of yours is best expressed,
Through happiness, I would've guessed.
Destined to risk so much for you,
To show just what my love can do.
My James.
You already know, your eyes speak all,
I'm not the only one to fall.
I guess there's nothing left to do,
But to tell you, my James,
That I love you.
Did you like it? He sure did! No sooner had I finished, then he drew me in closer and...and...kissed
me!
I thought it would never end, it was like a dream come true...ahem! *blushes*
Yes well, I'm sure you've got some serious Pokemon training to do haven't you? Go on, get out,
hop to it!
*shoves you out the room*
You: Hmm, lets pay James a little visit! *snicker*
*You open James' door and sit in a nearby armchair*
James: Ahhh! How'd you get in? What? The door? Oh right...
Well, whilst your here you might as well give an opinion on my poem I'm writing for Jessie, ah
Jessie...
Er...yeah! Writing to show my admiration and, dare I say it, love!
Yes I'm in love with her, I'm sure many men would give their left arm to be in my position don't
you? No?!
Oh come on! You gotta love that sly wink and her beautiful sapphire eyes that I could stare at all
day. And her best if not the most unique feature, her crimson hair.
Yep, Jess is definatly a part of my life, a VITAL part.
Okay here we go, I wrote this in response to Jessie's poem. It's called 'To a Rose':
To a rose,
The rose I'd always pick,
The rose that has eyes like the sea,
The rose that beats the lot,
The rose that's fragile to me.
To a rose,
The rose that brightens my day,
The rose that never leaves me,
The rose I'd place in the best vase,
The rose with radiant beauty.
To a rose,
The rose I'd love forever,
The rose who catches my eye,
The rose I'd never abandon,
And leave to wilter and die.
To a rose,
The rose who is always there,
The rose I could call my own,
To a rose named Jessica,
Who will never be alone.
Well, that's it, do you think she'll like it? Only one way to find out isn't there? Here I go...
*walks out the room*
ONE HOUR LATER
You: Wonder why he's taking so long? Better check if Jessie hasn't whacked him into oblivion.
*You walk out into the corridor and peek into the keyhole of Jessie's room*
You: Oh my... Well it seems she did like it...a lot!
*Jessie and James are kissing passionately in the candlelight*
