Pokémon! I'm not all too fond of the new Pokémon; I'll try and add them in.

Main Characters:
Sammy, Damian, Ellis, Rosie and Andrew.

Please Review. You know you want to. 3~

Sam grabbed her bag, throwing everything into it, her pen, notepad, a hat and a few other things.

"BYE MUM!" She shouted as she flung herself out the door. She wore plain converse with black skinny jeans that had white stitches in places- as the design. Her top was a white tank top with "Enter Shikari" Printed across it in red. Her hair was long and hung happily down her back; she swept her fringe over her forehead.

Her eyes were a beautiful blue which went with her pale complexion. She had a curvy figure.

"Sam, there you are! We're going to be late!" A tall boy ran over, he was broad with dark skin and rough dark brown hair, his eyes were brown and his face sharp but handsome. She had a red shirt with a black skull printed on it, he wore jeans.
"Sorry Dami!" Sam called while running ahead.
They jogged on together. "Where's Andie?" Sam asked, panting.

"Good question... He'll show up!" Damian replied.

"Damian! He's your little brother!"

"He can look after himself. Now come on. I can see Rosie!"
They ran towards the figure.

She had short red hair, shoulder length, her figure was slim. She wore black shorts with loose threads coming down her leg, long white socks and a white tank top. She too wore converse.

Her voice was well projected. "You took your fuckin' time! We're late! Move!"

They continued sprinting on. "Rosie, have you seen Andie?" Sam asked, glaring at Damian for forgetting about his own brother.

"Yeah, he ran past and said he had to meet somebody at school before everybody got there..."

"Maybe he has a new girlfriend?" Sam asked Damian.

Rose sped up a bit, they both smiled.

"He probably does, he's a right man whore." Damian smiled at his remark then chased after Rosie.

It wasn't long until they ended up at school, all panting but Rosie. She flicked her hair and pulled her sketch pad out of her bag, she put her glasses on and she was ready.

She looked like one of those sexy nerds.

They walked down their school corridor. It wasn't long before people noticed they arrived.

"Have you seen Andie?" Rosie asked as she walked gracefully down the overcrowded corridors.

They were almost at their classroom when they saw Andie, a tall young man, blonde scruffy hair and green eyes. He wore black pants with a white shirt and waist coat; he too was broad, like his brother.

He had his arms wrapped around a girl, tall and skinny, her skirt was almost above her arse and she had a tight pink shirt on, it pushed her boobs out more than ever need be.
She had her tongue down his throat and obviously wasn't ashamed to show it.

Rosie went bright red, looking as if she was about to punch the girl in the face.

"Sam!" Damian nudged Sam then pointed at Rosie.

"Oh... Rosie! Let's see if the visitor's in class!" Sam grabbed Rosie's arm and dragged her into the classroom.

Damian stood waiting for them to finish... This wasn't happening any time soon.

"DUDE!" Damian shouted his voice rough. The couple split, the girl swishing her blonde hair and walking away.

"Dude?" Andie commented, staring at the girl as she walked on.

"Rosie was here."

"Your point?"
"Are you actually that blind? And who was that? Was that Hannah?"
"Maybe..." Andie picked her book up from the floor, sorted his bag out, and then started walking to the classroom.

"You're disgusting." Damian muttered, following him in.

"Jealous!" Andie coughed.

"Okay class!" An old voice called, it was elegant yet firm. "Sit down; you can all speak to the visitors later."

The class did as told, Rosie sitting near the back, Sam in front and the boys beside them on the left.

"As you know, we have three visitors coming in. A participant in Pokémon contests, a trainer preparing for the Pokémon league and a breeder. So, make sure you read the book being given out, find the chapter you're looking into and answer the four questions beneath."

The old woman sat down while the class got on with their work.

After two hours the class had break, and after break they'd meet the visitors.

Sam dragged Andie into an empty class room as class ended.

"Sam?" Andie asked, sitting on a desk.

"You're a douche bag."

"I love you too."

"Why did you do that with Hannah? Are you together or something?"

"No actually, she just came over and shoved her tongue down my throat. She's fit though, so I'm not really complaining."

"You're terrible. You know her relationship with Rosie."

"What are you on about?"

"They hate each other! And if Rosie hasn't made it obvious, she likes you!"

"Well, who doesn't like me?" He flicked his hair and gave off a charming- over confident smile."

"Well. I don't." Sam flicked her hair back.

"But you're a dyke!"

"We prefer Lesbian."

"Whatever floats your boat honey."

"My point is. Stop kissing Hannah. At least, don't do it when Rosie's around. Or better yet. STOP BEING A MAN WHORE!"

"Anybody ever tell you, you have the most beautiful green eyes, ever? You could just, melt into them, they compliment your body well!"

"My eyes are brown dipshit."

"Touché."

Sam stormed out the class room and marched over to the table Rosie and Damian were sat on.

"Where were you?" Damian asked, seeming actually concerned.

"I had a word with Andie."

Rosie's eyes shifted before she distracted herself.

Andie strolled over; he tapped Rosie's shoulder before sitting next to her.

"Rosie, fancy going for a walk after school? Ditch them two and spend time with me?" Andie leaned back in his chair, hands behind his head.

Rosie turned to Sam. "Do you mind if I go to yours a little late?"

"Not at all, I'll go round to Ellis's house for a bit."

"Thanks!" Rosie smiled, picked her things up and skipped off to the hall.

Sam turned to Andie immediately. "You better not stand her up!" She snapped.

"I'm being serious, took what you said into consideration. She's nice; I might try a proper relationship with her."

Damian shuffled forwards. "Hurt her and I'll put mayonnaise in your underwear and sock drawers."

Andie tilted his head. "Mayonnaise? Or Mayonnaise?"

"The type you put on food! Ew!"

By this point Sam was walking to the classroom, she didn't like that conversation.

The bell rang and so, the crowded halls all shuffled into classrooms.

Now, be sexy and review me? C: 3