Ash's POV
"I swear to god if you shock me I'm spraying you with the spray bottle." I said, hearing the light footsteps of Pikachu edging towards my bed. He tended to like shocking me as a method of waking me up, though I got used to it throughout the years. Pikachu huffed, and started tugging on my blanket until it fell on the floor. The blanket trapped him inside, so he wiggled out until is his nose poked out one of the edges, the rest of his body following along soon after. Watching this made me smile, the thought of him having to find his way through a light blanket made me giggle.
"Ash! Get up, it's 7:45! You're going to be late for your flight!" My mom busted into my room. My eyes widened in realization.
"Oh shoot! I totally forgot!" I rolled off my bed and plunged towards the floor in the process. I quickly got up and sped past my mom, heading towards the bathroom. I made a sharp turn, and as luck had it, I turned a second too soon, stubbing my toe into the door frame. "Ahh crap!" I exclaimed, holding onto my toe and wincing in pain. In doing so, I managed to bump into the wall and fall on the floor. Well, that's one way to start the day. I picked myself up and slowly jumped my way into the bathroom, still holding onto my toe. I took a shower and brushed my teeth afterwards. I proceeded to dry myself off, wrapping the towel around my waist and walking as fast as I could to my room. I closed the door behind me and smiled as I saw my luggage packed and my outfit neatly folded into my bed with a banana and apple juice resting on top. "Wow, first she wakes me up and then she packs my luggage. Super mom!" I yelled out to myself, a smile crawling onto my face. I changed into my clothing and starred at my outfit through the mirror. I wore a black shirt with a blue and white coat over, the collar of it going upwards. Blue pants and a pair of red sneakers completed my everyday look, not to mention my favorite hat to cover up my messy raven black hair. I got my luggage and made my way to my living room on the bottom floor, Pikachu following with my phone in hand- well, mouth.
"Are you ready to go?" My mom asked. I nodded and turned to face Pikachu. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out a pokeballs and pointed it at him. "Yeah buddy, return!" He soon dematerialized into a red ray and was absorbed into the ball, my phone taking his place. I picked up my phone and looked at my pokeball. "Sorry buddy, I know you don't like it but it'll only be while we're on the plane, I promise!" And with that, I shrunk the ball and put it in my pocket and went outside, my mom following soon after. We hopped into the car and drove towards the airport. Wow, I thought to myself, I'm on my way to the Kalos academy. On my way to becoming the very best. I smiled at the thought. I reached into one of the shelves on the door of the car and pulled out an envelope. 'To Ash Ketchum', it read. 'Because of your achievements in the world of Pokemon, you have been formally invited to attend Kalos Academy, the region's top school and participant in the Pokeleague Tournament. You have the chance to compete against highly skilled trainers and be taught by top level professors. If you choose to accept our invitation, please take the ticket in our envelope and fly to our current location with 1 Pokemon and one Pokemon only. Further details will be provided upon arrival. -Professor Sycamore'. I grinned from ear to ear.
My mom took notice and decided to speak up, breaking the silence. "I want you to call me when you arrive and let me know how you're doing everyday, okay? And eat right and exercise! Don't forget to take vitamins, and-"
"Mom, it's fine. I know. I'm 15, I can take care of myself." I gave her a reassuring smile. She returned it, and let out a sigh. "My little boy is growing up."
Aimar's POV
"Crapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrap" I silently cursed myself. It was 8:10. My flight left 9:00 and I overslept, all because of the fact that I decided to stay up the night before thinking about today. I quickly changed into an outfit I prepared the day before, which was a black hoodie with the sleeves rolled up to my forearms, a pair of dark blue skinny jeans rolled up below my knees and black running shoes. My brown eyes and light brown skin glowed from the light shining through the window. My hair was a messy puff of what could only be described as a black birds nest, but I always told my mom that if I was a birds nest, I'd get all the chicks.
I silently cursed myself for the second time that morning for the joke I made to myself. I looked around my room, catching sight of my backpack filled with clothes to change into and snacks for the the trip to academy. I got my pokeball and envelope from the counter and put it into my bag; my phone was already in there so there's no need to worry about that.
I headed downstairs towards the kitchen, grabbing an apple and tossing it into my right hand. With my left, I grabbed my longboard from its usual position on the wall and left the house, closing and locking the door behind me. I hopped onto my board and took a bite from my apple, heading in the direction of the airport. I saw a purple figure at the corner of my eye, and turned my head to see a shadow flying alongside me.
"There you are, Gengar ! I thought you wouldn't show up at first, but I knew you wouldn't pass up this opportunity just like me." I smirked. He gave me a grin back, despite the fact that it's practically plastered on its face. This caught my attention from time to time, and with curiosity getting the best of me, I asked, "Does that ever hurt your face? I mean, you're always smiling and all and I figured that would cramp up your face." He gave me a look, and I mentally facepalmed. "Right, right. You're a ghost Pokemon. You don't have muscles on your face, let alone a bone structure." I sped up a notch, taking a bite of my apple doing so. I reached for my phone, and realized it wasn't in my pocket.
"Hey Gengar, reach into my bag and get my phone, will ya? I want to know the time." Gengar reached into my backpack, his arm phasing through and pulling out my phone. He handed it to me and proceeded to float beside me, nonchalantly keeping his pace equivalent to mine. I pressed the home button on my iPhone and saw it was 8:30. I wasn't doing too bad, but it wasn't the best timing either. It's times like these that made me grateful for those bike paths on the roads. "Let's go Gengar! We can't keep the Pokeleague waiting!" And with that, we raced down the path.
Sorry it isn't too long, but I figured that was a good point to end the chapter. This is my first fanfic, so please review, I'd really appreciate it!