The Delphox is one of the most beautiful Pokemon ever known to men and women. But most of you are here for the story, so let's begin.

The story that will be presented today is about a kid named Jake. He is 15 years old and lives in the Kalos Region. He was received a

Fennekin when he was 2 years old. Since then he grew up with her. When he was 9, Jake and his parents decided that its was time to give

Fennekin a proper name, to show how much she means to Jake. Jake told his parents that he wanted her to be called "Foxy". With astonishment,

they agreed to named Foxy. Now 6 years have passed and we move to a Jake who is now in high school.

This where his story begins.

Jake's P.O.V

I was walking home from school with Foxy ( now a Delphox) and we were talking about how she won't survive Junior year. Since she grew up with me, she is able to communicate using English, I taught her.

" No, but seriously, what if I don't turn in my homework on time. I will fail that class" Foxy said, looking to prove her view on high school.

"Foxy, come on, you're exaggerating." I said, acting a bit humorous. We don't argue, not ever, she is just paranoid. But I think she will do great.

"You will do great" I said.

Foxy put her head down and two seconds later, she quickly looked up in the sky and groaned. I started to smirk.

"Alright, whatever you say" She said, feeling defeated.

"That's the spirit'

I decided to cheer her up by putting my arm around Foxy and to hold her right arm. I could sense a little bit of awkwardness coming off of her when I did it, but she smiled anyways, so she liked it.

"Thanks"

"No Problem"

We were in complete silence the rest of the walk home . Then, a familiar voice was calling our names.

"Jake and Foxy!"

We cock our heads behind us to see Mom looking at us, annoyed.

I hadn't noticed that we were passed our house, so yeah.

"Yes!"

"Come...Back...HERE!"

"I'm Sorry, Mom"

"I'm Sorry too, Mom"

Foxy and I went inside.

(10 Minutes Later)

It was Dinner-time. Mom was giving us a lecture on how we need to listen better. Foxy and I stood silent, so we could get off the hook faster and we could eat.

Five minutes later after her stupid lecture, we all got to eat. But Mom started to talk again.

"So, how was School, Jake?" Mom asked

"Good"

"That's great, how about you dear" She was looking at Foxy.

Foxy was very hesitant of her answer. She looked at me. The distress in her eyes, then it me like a bullet in the face.

During our first year of High School, Foxy was the victim of some serious bullying, I'm talking, MAJOR BULLYING. After two weeks, She was suffering from depression. I found out after finding her trying to jump off a cliff. Ever since then, I always walked with her. Not because she is family, its because I love her and I'm very concerned of her personal safety, and what makes this even more challenging for the both of us is that... Mom doesn't know about that incident. ( B.T.W: Foxy is still sorta suffering from depression) So, Mom got worried when Foxy didn't give her an answer.

"Sweetheart? " Mom said with a soft, concerned voice. "Are you okay?

"Yeah, uh..." Foxy began to say. "School was fine"

This sent a sign of relief to Mom.

(30 Minutes Later)

After we ate, Foxy and I changed into our P.J's, brushed our teeth, and went to bed. But I didn't fall asleep as fast. I'm just staring at the roof. I can toss and turn all I want and close my eyes all I want but I cant sleep. I know there is something wrong with her. I look over to my right to see Foxy asleep. ( For the one who haven't guessed it, we sleep in the same room, but in separate beds) She was smiling in her sleep and I couldn't help but smile to.

Afterabout two minutes of not thinking, I finally passed out.