Pokemon Academy

School's of to a... Start part 2

"Has anyone seen Mr. Chy?"

We just arrived in class, and that is the first thing we hear.

"Keres, take your seat." The math teacher it a female Delphox, thin lines of gray running through her fur and her stick is topped with an apple. "You are my new student, right?" A bright smile blooms on her face. "Welcome to the Land of Algebra, in which I am the queen."

I feel Darry climb to the top of my head and bow.

"Ah, new students! Please, loves, share your names."

"I'm Shao Moonwake. My partner on my head is Darry."

"Nice to meet you!" Darry yells.
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"Wasn't class great?" Darry asks, chewing the caramel off his lollipop.

"Totally. I can't believe that she gave us candy." It is now lunch time. Darry and I have been to three classes, math, science and religion. Keres takes science II so we had to branch off. Despite my cheeriness, my head is buzzing with questions.

The cafeteria is chaos. Poke-kids everywhere are yelling, playing and some are even battling. I duck my head to avoid a Bullet Seed, and before I scurry to the lunch line, a voice carries across the entire building: "STOP YELLING!"

"Ya think that was Mr. Buck?"

"I would bet on it." Right as the words escaped me, Keres flew over the crowds to us.

"Shao! Darry! How were your classes?"

"Fine. I loved the science teacher, um, help me out..."

"Mrs. Moyer; the Druddigon? Ya she lets us do so many experiments!"

"She's a little strict," Darry adds, "but overall really nice!"

We run through the lunch line; nicer food options than most public schools, but not fancy-restaurant nice in all fairness. I set a Cesar salad on my tray and a fruit cup for Darry, while Keres serves herself a large slice of moist chocolate cake with no antree.

The Mismagius leads us to her favorite table, and immidiately I start her talking. "What happened today before school?"

"Prepare yourself for a long explanation," she sighs. "You know about popular girls right? Well, Jezebel is a self proclaimed popular girl. She secretly pays Zack and Chy to be her roadies. Don't tell, okay? You didn't hear it from me."

This girl is more messed up than I could have dreamed! I think, and then something hits me in the head.

I glare upward and see a colorful bird, his wings almost shading me from the flourecent light above us. "Terribly sorry, madam, but I am in a rush. Daniel Shearer, if you need something just call!" He gives my paw a quick shake, his talons feeling sharp and fluffy between my claws, then he flies off.

"That's Danny. Aparantly his parents like him being all eloquent in his manners."

Darry huffs. "He could have said sorry to me!!" I laugh and skewer a grape, handing it to him as I urge Keres on.

"So it's no secret Chy accepts the money because his family's not the richest to go to the Academy. Zack is just stupid, and will do anything except fight fire for money. His fear of flames is greater than Regigigas the Collosal Pokemon!"

"You make a lot of Pokemon analogies, don't you?"

"Yes. So I assume by now you've figured out Jezzie's a nutjob right? That's why Chy had Farenheit there. The contract she burned was the one saying the Plumes would supply money to Chyanne's family."

"So he's just... a dude named Chyanne?"

"Mm-Hm." Darry had been doing all the talking. I was listening intently, but was having a hard time focusing on the ghost girl's face with so much other commotion going on. My eyes dart from table to table, not seeing Chyanne of course, but seeing so much more. An entire table of girls and two boys are coloring drawings I can barely see. Some dark types across the room are playing a card game with a group of Eeveelutions. It's difficult to tell who's winning. This room just has an overwhelming sense of community. So what if one or two nutjobs attend.

Speak of the nutjobs. Behind me, Jezebel huffs in, (surrounded by a spicy smell, by the way,) followed by a tired-looking Zack the Scisor. "I am so ANGRY!" she announces to the nearest table, the artists. "Somebody get me some sparking lemonade!!"

It seems like she was directing the order to the art group, but Zack oblidged with an exhausted, "Yes, Jezzie."

"DON'T CALL ME JEZZIE WHEN I'M ANGRY! I'M MILADY!"

"Hop on Darry." I begin to jump off my chair, but Keres's voice stops me.

"What exactly are you doing? It's totally not smart to confront Jezebel when she's mad."

Without facing her, I feel Darry jump to my shoulders and reply, "I'm not. We're going to talk to Zack."

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me: WHOA AN UPDATE!!!

Dare: there hasn't been one of those in a while.

me: >:( not the time. Anyway, what did yall think? so these chapters have been REALLY LONG, but I don't think i'll change that, just cuz that's the way i write. Plz vote if uliked, I NEED MOTIVATION!

            ~Ava & the gang