Disclaimer: I do not own Pokèmon. But I do own Keita/Tamer. Since Tamer is
MY nickname, and based on me. But isn't me.
Tamed:
Chapter One
"Hey, Tamer! Come on! We're gonna be late for school!" I heard my friend Syd-Chanz yell at me from my front lawn. I looked out my window at her. She was in 8th grade, while I was still in 7th, since she was older than me.
"Be down in a second!" I pulled on and zipped up my boots. I had gotten them in Ireland, when I had won a tournament. I grabbed my belt and put it on as I ran down the stairs. I had earned myself the nickname 'Penguin Tamer,' soon shortened to 'Tamer' way before I became a Pokèmon trainer. It started when I had that strange dream about penguins, and then when I became a punk got the shirt that said 'One by one the penguins steal my sanity.'
I ran out the front door of my mansion, also bought because of all the money I made in battles and tournaments. "Hey Syd. Look, I got a new belt." She looked at the black studded belt. It went with my studded bracelets and collar. Since we go to a private academy, we're required to wear uniforms, and since I have the right to do anything I want to it I want, I decorated all of mine with something different. This one had safety pins and a pocket in the skirt, as well as the usual belt loops for the belt that holds my Pokèballs. The shirt had a Gir pin-on on the back, and an upsidedown American flag on the front pocket.
"Ooh, nice. I like." I smiled, and tapped the toe of my boots on the ground. Me, Lynne, and Syd always walk to school together every day. Lynne doesn't battle in tournaments, so she isn't very popular, while me and Syd do. I have named all of my Pokèmon after my friends. Well, my now Dragonite was named after me. Tamer. Shawn gave her to me for my twelfth birthday, which is the year thta I started training my team. Not even a year, and I'm rich and a very powerful trainer.
"I thought you would." I have Tamer, Syd-Chanz an Umbreon, Icecold a Typhlosion, Link a Pikachu, Wickedone a Sudowoodo, and Goten a Girafarig. I've named most of them after our nicknames. Goten is too young to go to our school, and Link too old. So they don't have nicknames.
All of the ones who DO have nicknames write for Fanfiction.net. (No, they are NOT aware that they are charachters thank you.) And my schoolbag was all black, as well as my nails. I have drawn spiders, written lyrics, and had friends sign the bag over the last year, and the school year is almost over. We stoipped in front of Lynne's house where I always go up and knock. Then she'll come out and we continue our was to school. I did go up and knock, and waited for Lynne, She emerged from the house a little while later and followed us on our way.
"Ahh, only two months of school left." I sighed.
"Yea. Then, it's all vacation, all the time." Syd smiled.
"Hmm, I'll probably get challenged all the time though. But that's what I get for beating the Elite Four on my first try, without any of my Pokèmon fainting." (Yes, that really did happen to me. All were in the 40's too, but Syd was in the 50's.)
"Ha ha. I'm glad I don't enter tournaments." Lynne laughed at us.
"But are you rich? No. Are you popular? No. Do you got boys droolin over you?" She hit me in the arm so I stopped. She's not that strong, but she has a nack for hurting when she wants to.
We got to school a little early, so we chilled out in the school yard. "Hey, Tamer! C'mere!" Dan yelled at me, so I threw my schoolbag against the wall we had been sitting on and walked over to him. Dan had his arms open, what he does when he wants a hug. I hugged him and talked with Hannah and Colleen.
"Where's Megan?" I asked them. They shrugged.
"Mmm. Megan's never late. Absent alot tho..." Dan opened his arms again, so I held him, instead of just a hug.
"Umm, Dan, haven't you gottne twelve hugs from her in the past week?" Shawn asked.
"Jealous?" I asked, smiling. Shawn's a good bud, but he's obsessed. Every picture he's got of us is up on the walls in his room, and one has some white stuff on it. The one where I'm running around in some boxers and my Gir shirt that says "Somebody needs a hug". I had smacked him for that.
"Nooooooo......" He shifted. "Just... pointing it out..." We all laughed at him. Dan let go of me, so I playfully pushed him away.
"You're just pissed cause you never GET hugs. From anyone, other than your gramma..." Shawn hit Dan, so he moved away. "RAPE!" I cracked up.
"Shawn IS a bi!" Everyone else laughed too. Dan's clothes were improved upon too. Pants ripped to make shorts, shirts torn up and drawn on, and that was when he actually WORE the uniform. Today was not one of those days.
"I'm not bi!" Shawn yelled, trying to copy me. It sounded bad.
"You do it wrong Shawn..." The bitchy aid that I say looks like she could she could be married to Ozzy Ozzeborne yelled at us for making noise and then told us to get to homeroom.
I'll skip to lunch, since my classes are boring. Don't believe me?
Homeroom-All we do is talk to friends and watch MTV2. 1st per-Tech ed./Industrial Arts/Woodshoop. 2nd per-English. 3rd per-Spanish Well, it's fun sometimes because Eric's in the class. 4th per-Social Studies It has Eric and Mr. Johnson. He's funny.
I was on my way to lunch when Syd and Lynne came over to me. Their 4th period classes are right next to each other, and mine's a few doors down.
"Buenos tardes!" I said to them. We had a Spanish quiz soon, and Syd's final exams were coming up.
"Hola. Eric es bastante tonto en la classe de ingles." Lynne sighed. We all think she likes him a little, but so do all the girls in the school.
"Si, si. El es rubio..." I commented, and we laughed a little.
"Hay nuevo chico en Tamer's classe, verdad?" (I don't think the upsidedown ! and ? work...)
"Mhm. El es muy guapo demasioado. El es rubio, y intelegente."
"Well, that's nice you think I'm cute, and smart and all, but is the Spanish necissary?" We all turned to where we heard the voice. There he was, in all his Spanish Speaking glory, the new kid.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh......" I didn't have anything to say to that.
"Oh, your, God. Tamer has nothing to say to that." Syd laughed hard at me.
How WILL Tamer get out of this? Will she have something to say to that? Find out in the next chapter of Tamed!
Please R&R, flames welcome. I know, no battles, or even that much at ALL to do with Pokèmon. Well, not yet. The next chapter will have a battle between Tamer and the New Kid. Yes, he does have a name, but I'll leave that for chapter two. Ahh, the suspence!
Tamed:
Chapter One
"Hey, Tamer! Come on! We're gonna be late for school!" I heard my friend Syd-Chanz yell at me from my front lawn. I looked out my window at her. She was in 8th grade, while I was still in 7th, since she was older than me.
"Be down in a second!" I pulled on and zipped up my boots. I had gotten them in Ireland, when I had won a tournament. I grabbed my belt and put it on as I ran down the stairs. I had earned myself the nickname 'Penguin Tamer,' soon shortened to 'Tamer' way before I became a Pokèmon trainer. It started when I had that strange dream about penguins, and then when I became a punk got the shirt that said 'One by one the penguins steal my sanity.'
I ran out the front door of my mansion, also bought because of all the money I made in battles and tournaments. "Hey Syd. Look, I got a new belt." She looked at the black studded belt. It went with my studded bracelets and collar. Since we go to a private academy, we're required to wear uniforms, and since I have the right to do anything I want to it I want, I decorated all of mine with something different. This one had safety pins and a pocket in the skirt, as well as the usual belt loops for the belt that holds my Pokèballs. The shirt had a Gir pin-on on the back, and an upsidedown American flag on the front pocket.
"Ooh, nice. I like." I smiled, and tapped the toe of my boots on the ground. Me, Lynne, and Syd always walk to school together every day. Lynne doesn't battle in tournaments, so she isn't very popular, while me and Syd do. I have named all of my Pokèmon after my friends. Well, my now Dragonite was named after me. Tamer. Shawn gave her to me for my twelfth birthday, which is the year thta I started training my team. Not even a year, and I'm rich and a very powerful trainer.
"I thought you would." I have Tamer, Syd-Chanz an Umbreon, Icecold a Typhlosion, Link a Pikachu, Wickedone a Sudowoodo, and Goten a Girafarig. I've named most of them after our nicknames. Goten is too young to go to our school, and Link too old. So they don't have nicknames.
All of the ones who DO have nicknames write for Fanfiction.net. (No, they are NOT aware that they are charachters thank you.) And my schoolbag was all black, as well as my nails. I have drawn spiders, written lyrics, and had friends sign the bag over the last year, and the school year is almost over. We stoipped in front of Lynne's house where I always go up and knock. Then she'll come out and we continue our was to school. I did go up and knock, and waited for Lynne, She emerged from the house a little while later and followed us on our way.
"Ahh, only two months of school left." I sighed.
"Yea. Then, it's all vacation, all the time." Syd smiled.
"Hmm, I'll probably get challenged all the time though. But that's what I get for beating the Elite Four on my first try, without any of my Pokèmon fainting." (Yes, that really did happen to me. All were in the 40's too, but Syd was in the 50's.)
"Ha ha. I'm glad I don't enter tournaments." Lynne laughed at us.
"But are you rich? No. Are you popular? No. Do you got boys droolin over you?" She hit me in the arm so I stopped. She's not that strong, but she has a nack for hurting when she wants to.
We got to school a little early, so we chilled out in the school yard. "Hey, Tamer! C'mere!" Dan yelled at me, so I threw my schoolbag against the wall we had been sitting on and walked over to him. Dan had his arms open, what he does when he wants a hug. I hugged him and talked with Hannah and Colleen.
"Where's Megan?" I asked them. They shrugged.
"Mmm. Megan's never late. Absent alot tho..." Dan opened his arms again, so I held him, instead of just a hug.
"Umm, Dan, haven't you gottne twelve hugs from her in the past week?" Shawn asked.
"Jealous?" I asked, smiling. Shawn's a good bud, but he's obsessed. Every picture he's got of us is up on the walls in his room, and one has some white stuff on it. The one where I'm running around in some boxers and my Gir shirt that says "Somebody needs a hug". I had smacked him for that.
"Nooooooo......" He shifted. "Just... pointing it out..." We all laughed at him. Dan let go of me, so I playfully pushed him away.
"You're just pissed cause you never GET hugs. From anyone, other than your gramma..." Shawn hit Dan, so he moved away. "RAPE!" I cracked up.
"Shawn IS a bi!" Everyone else laughed too. Dan's clothes were improved upon too. Pants ripped to make shorts, shirts torn up and drawn on, and that was when he actually WORE the uniform. Today was not one of those days.
"I'm not bi!" Shawn yelled, trying to copy me. It sounded bad.
"You do it wrong Shawn..." The bitchy aid that I say looks like she could she could be married to Ozzy Ozzeborne yelled at us for making noise and then told us to get to homeroom.
I'll skip to lunch, since my classes are boring. Don't believe me?
Homeroom-All we do is talk to friends and watch MTV2. 1st per-Tech ed./Industrial Arts/Woodshoop. 2nd per-English. 3rd per-Spanish Well, it's fun sometimes because Eric's in the class. 4th per-Social Studies It has Eric and Mr. Johnson. He's funny.
I was on my way to lunch when Syd and Lynne came over to me. Their 4th period classes are right next to each other, and mine's a few doors down.
"Buenos tardes!" I said to them. We had a Spanish quiz soon, and Syd's final exams were coming up.
"Hola. Eric es bastante tonto en la classe de ingles." Lynne sighed. We all think she likes him a little, but so do all the girls in the school.
"Si, si. El es rubio..." I commented, and we laughed a little.
"Hay nuevo chico en Tamer's classe, verdad?" (I don't think the upsidedown ! and ? work...)
"Mhm. El es muy guapo demasioado. El es rubio, y intelegente."
"Well, that's nice you think I'm cute, and smart and all, but is the Spanish necissary?" We all turned to where we heard the voice. There he was, in all his Spanish Speaking glory, the new kid.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh......" I didn't have anything to say to that.
"Oh, your, God. Tamer has nothing to say to that." Syd laughed hard at me.
How WILL Tamer get out of this? Will she have something to say to that? Find out in the next chapter of Tamed!
Please R&R, flames welcome. I know, no battles, or even that much at ALL to do with Pokèmon. Well, not yet. The next chapter will have a battle between Tamer and the New Kid. Yes, he does have a name, but I'll leave that for chapter two. Ahh, the suspence!
