Chapter 1
"Okay, you two, let's get unpacking!" my brother said as he pointed to the large stack of boxes that was sitting in the corner of our soon-to-be living room.
"Do we have to?" my other brother complained.
"Yes, because mom and dad said so," he replied. "So get moving!"
"Why don't you help? You were the third strongest sophomore in our school last year! So you could easily lift our furniture! Not to mention the fact that you can lift up anything with your psychic power!"
"Because first off, you have psychic powers, too. Secondly, our parents put me in charge."
"Just because you're in charge doesn't mean you can just order us around like we're your slaves!"
"Well guess what? You can just..."
I rolled my eyes as I tried to ignore their argument. I took a box off of the pile, opened it, and took out a small lamp. I put it on the wooden side table that was next to the brown leather chair. I then walked over to the pile and pushed the now empty box aside, and pulled out another one. It was labeled 'Mewtwo's Clothes' in messy handwriting. I took the box and walked up the winding stairs that started at the living room, and walked into the second door to the left. I opened the white door and quickly put my hand back under the box, for it would have fallen otherwise, and placed the box on the floor. I looked to see that my bed, desk, and bookshelf were already in the room. I went downstairs to the sound of my brothers cursing at each other.
"WILL YOU TWO JUST SHUT UP AND GET TO WORK?" I screamed. They both shot me 'You're not the boss of me' looks. I glared at them and said, "We'll never finish unpacking before school starts at this pace!"
"Hey, Mewtwo's right! GET TO WORK!" X said.
"YOU TOO YA' LITTLE..." Y snapped back. I shook my head in disbelief as I grabbed a box of hangers and went upstairs to unpack and put away my clothes.
"OKAY, LUNCH BREAK!" X said as he stood at the table large enough for five Pokémon. Y rushed into the dining room with wide eyes, like an animal would if it hadn't been fed for days, while I just slowly walked down the stairs, not really caring.
"Sandwiches again?" Y complained. "I swear I've eaten more sandwiches in my lifetime than anything else!"
"Well, either you suck it up and eat this, or you can starve until dinner. The choice is yours," X said with arms crossed, an evil little smirk on his face. I could tell that he was enjoying the moment.
"Ugh. Fine," Y said as he sat down and slouched at the table. I sat there quietly, slowly eating my ham and cheese sandwich.
"Hey, do you know when the school year starts for this town?" Y inquired.
"I don't know. Hey, Mewtwo, can you check it on your phone?" X asked.
"I don't have it with me. It's in my room," I told him in a dull tone.
"Hey, what's with the tone of voice?" X said.
"I just... I miss my friend Amber..." I said.
"Wasn't she that Flareon?" Y said.
"Yeah," X said. "But don't worry. She was going to a different high school anyway, Poketech High if I'm not mistaken, so..."
"Don't you have her phone number?" Y asked.
"My phone deleted all of my contacts when we were traveling here, remember?" I said.
"Oh yeah…"
I just sighed and took the last bite of my sandwich. I pushed my chair out and walked upstairs to my room. I found my phone lying on my desk, so I grabbed it, unlocked it, and went to the internet. I typed in the Google search engine, 'Pokestar High.' Its website was the first result that appeared, and I clicked on its blue link. It then brought me to its website, which was nicely designed – a lovely blue theme with stars scattered here and there. The top of the page read its slogan, "Pokestar High, where our students rise as high as the stars!" I looked below that phrase, which read in bold letters, "SCHOOL STARTS MONDAY, AUGUST 30."
"Hey!" I yelled. "School starts Monday!"
"That gives us today and tomorrow to finish the house and prepare for school!" Y said.
"OH MY GOD!" X screamed.
"Can you read the list of supplies?" Y asked.
"We should have them in the mail," I replied.
"How would they know our address?!" X interrogated, still freaking out over... something.
"Just check the mail!" I yelled, losing my patience with X.
"You do it!" they said in unison. I got up off of my swivel chair with a groan and stomped down the stairs. I jerked the door open and slammed it closed. Trying to calm down, I closed my eyes and took a breath of the warm, late summer air. I opened my royal purple eyes and walked over to our black, metal mailbox that was fastened to a sturdy, wooden post. I opened it up and peeked in. There was only one thing inside - a large envelope with our address on it. It was from Pokestar High. I looked at the vanilla envelope with a disturbed face. How do they know our address already? I thought. They must have a really good system going. My face expression turned to my normal, calm demeanor as I walked back into the house, throwing the envelope on the table. "There you go. All of our lists must be in there," I said.
"Wow... That's kinda..." X started.
"...Freaky..." Y finished.
"Well," I said as I opened the envelope and pulled out three tri-folded pieces of papers, "these are them, no doubt about it." We opened the papers and read off the lists.
"I need one main binder, folders for all of my subjects, and paper or notebooks for all of my classes as well," Y said.
"Same here," X said.
"That's because we're both juniors in the same class," Y said.
"Indeed," X replied.
"Mine says that all freshmen will be told what they need by their teachers on the first day of school," I said.
"Let me see that!" Y said as he snatched the paper out of my hands. "Actually, it says on the firs day of schol."
"Those are just typos, bro," X said as he took the paper and handed it back to me.
"I walked up to my room and put the 'list' on my desk, and started to unpack a box containing my books, mostly mystery books.
It was after dinnertime. I had just gotten my pajamas on and finished putting the sheets on my bed. I went downstairs to check on my brothers. They were lounging in the living room; Y was slouching in the chair and X was sprawled out on the sofa. They were watching some sort of anime on the television. I didn't want to know what, though. They watch the strangest anime.
"Are mom and dad home yet?" I asked.
"No. They're not going to be home for a while... Like, we'll rarely see them..." Y said with a depressed sigh.
"Oh... okay... Well, goodnight then..." I said as I walked back up the stairs. My heart was pounding with despair. Guess who won't be coming to our graduations... I thought as I climbed into bed.
I had a very depressing dream last night. It was about Amber... I dreamt that she died... And that it was my fault... because I left her... Forever... I woke up in a cold sweat, gasping for breath. It was too real... I wanted to cry.
By the way, "Pokestar High" is just a temporary title for this fanfic. I will change the name as soon as I can think of a good title.