I've always been a transfer student; my dad, owner of the famous Devon Cooperation has to keep moving from city to city or worse, region to region. My mother died early ago so every time he moves, I have to move with him. I hated being the new kid; no friends, getting lost or worse, being hated or bullied because of my heritage.
This time I'm transferring to a school in the Sinnoh region called Jubilife Highschool. I was lucky that I was accepted, especially because I'm a senior starting this year and I only have one year before I graduate. The school was also a private school. Located in the city, it was very well known around these parts. The school only accepts students that have high talent when it comes to Pok mon battling, Pok mon contests or Pok mon raising. Being a prestigious high school, I'm not surprised if my ability is going to be doubted here...
Third Person
The Stone's car pulled up into the parking lot of JH. Steven sighed to himself, dreading the moment he walked into the building. Normally he wasn't a very self-conscious person, but the first impression on his fellow students matters a lot to him. Running a finger through his hair, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and walked in.
The first thing he noticed was how clean the school was. No stains or scratches on the lockers, no random Pok mon battles here and there. Hearing the first bell ring, he slowly found his way to the front desk and got his schedule and items he needed for the school year.
Following the map he was given, he headed towards his first class, not looking in front of him. Suddenly, he felt something hard and warm hit his chest, sending him and the other figure falling to the ground.
Quickly scrambling to his feet, he held out his hand like a gentleman and helped her up. Narrowing his eyes, he studied the girl; she had flamboyant red hair that stuck out at the back of her pony tail. Also wearing a crop top and a pair of jeans, she had a passion that seemed to burn in her eyes. Speaking up, he asked her
"You alright?"
She gazed at him, slightly dazed from the fall. When she finally came to, she spoke (rather loudly)
"Yeah, I'm fine. By the way, who are you? I don't seem to see you around here"
Attracting the entire student body in the current corridor, Steven cringed internally at the stares that seemed to pass right through him. Taking a deep breath, he introduced himself and ran off, not giving the girl a chance to reply. Not planning on giving up on him, she ran towards him, put a hand to his chest and managed to have him on the floor for the second time today.
"Steven right? Flannery, nice to meet you"
Holding out a hand for him to hold, she pulled him up and they struck up a conversation, though Steven thought it was more like a one-sided conversation. She kept going on and on about herself, not giving him any time to reply as they walked to class. To Steven's dismay, she happened to be with the same teacher, so he blocked her out and wished that he never helped her up in the first place...