[center][h3][color=39b54a]- Peggy Atkinson -[/color][/h3][/center]

[color=darkkhaki]"...Why do I have the feeling you are not telling the whole story?"[/color] Blake responded to Peggy. 

Note to self, Peggy: work on your poker face.

Just as Peggy was about to open her mouth to say something, Blake went after the rest of the group, leaving Peggy just standing there, uncertain as of what to do. Should she go after him and help? Should she just wait here patiently for them all to come back? 

[color=39b54a]"What am I supposed to do?"[/color] Peggy muttered under her breath in frustration. After a second, she was about to take a step after Blake until he returned, with Melody, Abigail, Ryley and Avery following close behind.

Peggy gave a loud sigh of relief, but also of frustration. What the heck had taken them so long?

Abigail and Melody started speaking, though they were talking most about hair, which made Peggy frown, and she wasn't sure whether she should consider her traveling companions as badasses who weren't phased by anything, or morons who seriously needed to get their priorities straight. 

After sorting out her hair slightly, Abigail then addressed the whole group.

[color=662d91]"So, where did we decide we were going? I still think Blackthorn would be best,"[/color] she said.

Under normal circumstances, Peggy would have just gone along with this - she had planned to before Abigail had gone running off - but now, after seeing Abigail scream loudly beforehand when that Spinarak had attacked, she suddenly felt the need to speak up, voice her own opinion about this matter. 

[color=39b54a]"I-I don't-"[/color] Peggy started, only to be interrupted by Avery. 

[color=f7941d]“Elm said Blackthorn, right? He always gives some good advice. I say we follow it,”[/color] he said.

Peggy's frown deepened. Huh? Hadn't Elm said Cherrygrove? She'd remember something like that, right? [color=39b54a]"But, I thought-"[/color] Peggy started again, only for another interruption to appear in the form of a boy. It took Peggy a moment to recognise him as she's only seen him briefly and hadn't spoken to him at all. He was one of the trainers who had started along with them, but it had looked like he wouldn't be going with them. Apparently, she'd been wrong.

[color=ed1c24]"Whoa, I leave for a while and when I come back all hell has broken loose. What happened?"[/color] the boy, Jackson, said.

[color=39b54a]"I... we..."[/color] Peggy started again, but found she couldn't finish her sentence, though she wanted to answer the boy's question. It was then she noticed the tiny, beady eyes staring down from the trees and felt a lump form in her throat. Suddenly slightly panicked, she spoke up, [color=39b54a]"I-I think we should go to Cherrygrove!" [/color]

... wait? Did she actually say that?

[color=39b54a]"I-I m-mean, err, that it's closer a-and our Pokemon are p-probably tired already s-so we should go there,"[/color] Peggy stammered, forcing herself to continue speaking. [color=39b54a]"A-and I have f-f-family there, so t-they p-probably w-w-want to know I'm o-okay..."[/color] Her voice started to trail off. [color=39b54a]"So... I think we should..."[/color] She became quiet, turning her gaze down to her feet.