I wait outside the grand room. Everybody but me, getting their graduation diploma for becoming an official Pokemon Nurse. I watch as all the Chanseys go up the steps to the main podium, get their nurse hats and receive an egg shaped necklace. Each of them holding a bright candle that drips tiny droplets of wax every once in a while. They sing to themselves. A song of congratulations and commemoration towards all of their hard work. I get nothing, except for the teachers backs once they've told me to leave. And leave I shall, for I have no more business being here.
I exit the Pokemon Nursing School and head down the street towards the local train station. They usually have some posters up that are asking for job applicants. Maybe I can become a maid, or a caretaker, or maybe even a babysitter. Something must be right for little, ol', me. Something.
"Chansey!" I hear a cry from behind me.
I turn to see my best friend. Chansey runs towards me, that little egg necklace bouncing around her plump, pink neck. "Hello there, little one."
"Chan. Chansey!" Chansey says. She takes off her hat and tries to give it to me.
"No, I can not take that. You are the nurse, not me. I don't deserve it." I say as I push the hat back towards her.
Chansey sighs desperately and full of sadness. She then gets an idea, you could see it in her face. "Chansey!" She then takes hold of her necklace with her thick fingers and somehow manages to break it in half. She offers me a piece.
I take it gratefully. "Thank you very much. I will cherish this forever. Now you have a piece of me, and I have a piece of you. Always."
"Chansey!" Chansey smiles.
"Now, I must go." I turn to leave again. She cries more in protest but I will not listen to her. For if I do, I will never be able to leave and start my new life. I must leave…I must. "Sorry." I mumble to myself as I finally turn the corner.