Congratulations!
You are this years' Lucky student accepted randomly to
be a part of Hope's Point Academy! Your classes will be based
on your academic score and what best suits you! Come
to the Library first thing. We hope to see
you!
~ Headmaster Alakazam
That was the letter I received last month ago. Hope's Point Academy is an elite only school in which only the filthy rich or academically worthy could attend and be a part of. They don't really teach, it's more like a country club for the rich students. Though, it takes more than being rich and academically reliable to be accepted into this school. There are rumors that this school look for kids with that "specialness" to them. As for me, I am none of the reasons why I should be in this school. Sure, I'd admit that dropping my old school for something that is more like a country club is kinda nice, but, something still worries me about this giant and famous "educational" facility. (if you want to call it that.)
I'm left pondering what this grand and elite school would want with a middle class citizen like me. I'm not rich nor academically capable, heck, it was a miracle that I passed middle school. I'm just a shy creature that got lucky to be this year's random pick. I felt a drop on my back, and another, and another. Rain has always made me cringe, most of the other folks just like me learned to deal with it, I never have, for me rain is uncomforting and fills me with dread.
There I stood on my rather long, dark, and lone driveway with the scent of the rain's wet musk filling the air with in no time. I swung my bag from my back and unzipped the zipper which separated me from an umbrella. Rummaging through my stuff, I pull out the umbrella and quickly unfolded it over my head. There I waited for the "bus" that the academy sent for me. The academy's buses are very different from normal city and school buses, so it's quite easy to tell if it's your bus. A big black body and a rich red roof, it really is hard to miss.
I stood there in the gripping cold for another ten or so minute, shielding my blaze from the harsh relentless rain pounding on the umbrella over me. I looked for any signs of the bus, and finally, I found what I was hoping for. A red roof rising from the horizon of my street, slowly revealing the black body of the bus. I picked up my dark suitcase off the cold damp ground for I am going to spend the next four years trapped in a dorm within this academy. I turned back and faced my wooden and humble home one last time, and bid a farewell. This is the last time I will ever see this home and family again. My pa and sister bid a farewell from the small rectangular window of our living room, only, my ma wasn't there. Perking up my ears, I hear the bus starting to slow its pace to stop in a few seconds. I turn back around only to be confronted by a fairly new and polished bus which reeked from the rain's musk. Two automatic doors open welcomingly for me as I hurried to the inside, looking one last time at the home where I was born and raised in. I entered the bus, the train that is going to carry me away from the place I grew up in. The only place I feel comfortable at. The only place where my mother can look over me. Now it's my turn to look out for myself as I brave for what I expected, more or less, to come next. I was shocked to see my apparent bus driver. A blue giant with a shell helmet, a few whiskers of white fur coming out of his is face, and a welcoming smile, or at least he tried.
" Blaze Connery?" The Samurott asked. His breath reeks with the smell of onions.
"Y-yes sir." I stumbled to find my own voice.
" Hop on." He said in a low monotone voice trying to keep that friendly smile. Something told me he didn't like this job and was probably forced into it, for extra money.
Obediently, I walked over and I stood face to face with 9 elite students, all from different parts of the world. The seats were arranged in ways that was more like a train. And in between the seats were tables with fresh steaming cups of tea and plates full of sweets.
"Hey! What's a commoner doing on the bus?!" A jolteon, obviously male from his voice, stood up in the back and yelled. "This is a first class bus!"
"I'm sorry about Dan, he doesn't mean to be rude, but he is self centered." A female mienshao spoke up. "Nihao, I'm Lein, and you are?" She said in a sweet and graceful tone.
" Um, Blaze Connery"
" Oh? Are you maybe the lucky student? Konnitchiwa, I am Takaku, an elitist from Japan. I am pleased to meet you." Bowing, a growlith, little taller than most, said with a particular accent that I can't figure out. " I do hope one day we can become friends even with our cultural differences."
" Oui, friends we shall become." Stood up a Roserade, female from her honey like voice. " You can address moi as Madam Rose." She twirled around spreading her soft and gentle fragrance around the bus.
"I found him first, so sit with me instead lucky student." Takaku looked at me especially, he's from Japan, and where we are, we don't really acknowledge people from other countries, so I'd guess he's pretty lonely.
" Well, he doesn't want to sit with an adolescent worm like you! Sit with moi, I can teach you all you want to know about the country of love." Madam Rose commanded, maybe a bit more seductive than normal.
" I ... uh..." I was interrupted.
" Keh, forigen elites are always causing trouble... Any way, don't bother talking to me until you are proven to be a worthy student, poor people like you shouldn't even be on this bus!" A prinplup, a male by his voice, and very snobby, even for his species.
" Eh? Okay..."
" Shut your worthless hole! you are hurting the esteemed ears of Richie Nobel." The prinplup demanded again.
" Don't listen to him, he's much of a jerk anyways. " Stated a luxray with a peculiar five- pointed tail.
" Look, can I just please sit somewhere now?" I finally spoke up.
The luxray looked at me with his eyes and looked down towards his seat. " Sure, sit with me, Hi, I'm Blitz, from Germany." he said in a cheerful and welcoming tone. "At least I'm not trying to look bad and snobbish on my first day to the most vulnerable student here." He dropped to a deeper, annoyed tone.
Richie crossed his arms. " Hmph."
" Germany?" I asked. "But, you don't have German accent at all. "
" Does that really matter?"
I looked down mentally slapping myself for asking such a question. I held out my arm towards the luxray for a handshake. " I'm Blaze Connery, or some people call me Tyler because of my species. " I informed with a bright smile on my face, still waiting for a handshake, which I never received.
" Blaze? What an interesting name, I like it. Though I might just call you Tyler." Blitz smiled. " Your free to sit here."
" Oh, right, thank you! " I tried to sit down but Blitz's suitcase took up most of the seat, But I managed to sit in the seat entirely, well maybe most of my body did. The seat was lined with silk, It was smooth for the most part, and it was actually cushioned, I was surprised and instantly felt relaxed.
A sudden pair of arms wrapped around me which were covered in a smooth and silky kimono. "Konnichiwa!" I turned back to see another growlith but this time, shorter and more girlish. " Wow! Your big and soft and warm!" She giggled.
Takaku blushed with embarrassment. "That's Harumi, my younger sister." He sighed.
"Say! Aren't you too poor to attend this school?" She asked
I flushed red, a deep red with embarrassment, matching Takaku's shade. " N-No, It not that I'm poor, I just got lucky." Something struck me, she was a younger sister of Takaku by what seems like a few years, but, we're all freshmen. " Aren't you a tad too young to be attending a high school, an elite high school for a matter of fact?"
"She paid for a higher education, and as a result she skipped four grades." Blitz informed me with an equally red face.
" Yep! I'm ten years old!" She said in what I assumed was her natural playful voice.
"F-f-four grades?!" I was shocked, I heard of people skipping a couple of grades, but not four entire grades. " So, does that qualify you as a genius?" I asked nervously in fear that I may be dumber than a kid younger than me.
" I guess you can say that. " she gave off a cute smile. " But that doesn't matter! We can be the best of friends, I can follow you around and you can be like a bigger brother to me!" Her kimono gave off a slight fragrance of cherry blossoms.
" I... Sure." I nodded.
She giggled.
Behind her i noticed a lonely and blandly dressed Furfrou looking down onto a drawing which I assumed was hers. I had to admit, the drawing was pure art, it was a picture drawing of a blaziken, and next to the picture itself was some text which I couldn't read. ( I couldn't read text that small and light. ) She looked up and must of saw me, she blushed a deep red as her glasses glared right into my eyes. I started blinking fast, but by the time I regained my vision, she moved to the seat across from him, looking down on her drawing again, only this time I couldn't see it.
In the very seat behind her was the last student of this bus, a gardevoir that silently sipped tea and looked at me, smiling with a grace that made any one felt more relaxed.
"There's Ruby... she's an elitist from the United Kingdoms." Blitz looked over the seat along with me. " She is quite a beauty isn't she?" I blushed.
" I wouldn't say beautiful, just very graceful and finesse. Is she nice?" I asked looking at Blitz who had his eyes fixed on Ruby.
" Yeah, as long as you stay on her good side. "
" Oh, Blitz, may I ask are there any more students I should worry about?" Blitz didn't answer back and I sighed.
So this is my life for the next four years. Being forced to tolerate ten snobby and spoiled elites and rich kids while I'm just an ordinary teen that was unlucky enough to be lucky. At least there is one person I can sit with now. I looked back at Blitz who still was fixated onto Ruby. And the whole ride to the academy, I couldn't help but wonder; how is my life going to change from this point on?
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Author Note: So this was a story that was requested by somebody who wanted an Anthro Pokemon story, I don't know much about anthros to write about them very detailed but I tried. OC's Needed for this story. If interested, fill out the form below and PM me.
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