Hey! This is my first story, so be kind! Of course no flamers, but advice is welcomed with open arms! I have a recliner chair and cookies and a mug of hot chocolate waiting here for all constructive criticism. That's how welcomed it is! Anyway I also want to know what you guys think. If it's a thumb up, I'll keep writing it. If it's a thumb down, well, your loss. I'll just enjoy the story in my head for eternity.
So basically this story's main focus is on if Pokemon were real which who hasn't wished that at some point in their life? It focuses on two best friends who sort of get tied up in an experiment gone wrong and end up going on incredible adventures together as real live trainers. Interested? If so, feel free to read on. Enjoy!
Rated T for mature themes. This isn't some kid's anime show people. This is real life.
Also, I do not own Pokemon.
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A girl about the age of 16 was standing at her locker at the local public high school getting out her books for the next dreaded class. Math. The girl cringed at the thought. Math wasn't one of her strongest subjects, not that she really excelled at anything. She heard a loud booming laugh coming from down the hall and she turned her head to find the source. A group of some of the future "frat boys", as she called them, were strutting towards her. She watched as they kept walking towards her, joking around with each other. They didn't seem intent on moving over a bit to pass. As they got closer, the girl practically pushed herself inside her locker as one of them brushed passed her. She scowled at them as they passed by and they glanced at her. They looked at each other with huge grins and then started snickering to each other, as if it was some big joke. The girl sighed. At least they had somewhat acknowledged her. Usually she was completely invisible.
The girl in question was named Lizzie. She had dark brown hair which was mostly always up in a messy pony tail, with only her one blonde bang hanging down beside her face. She was wearing a black, short sleeved zip-up hoodie and a jean skirt that wasn't so short that she looked like she was trying to draw attention, but just cut right above the knees. Under the skirt she wore leggings and on her feet she had some black and pink running shoes. She stood at about 5"5. On her face was a simple make up job: a light coat of pink lip-gloss, some eyeliner and mascara. She was told several times that her bright blue eyes were her best feature, so she tried to accent those as best as she could. She wasn't exceptionally pretty. Just average. Average looks, average weight and average grades. That was the best way to describe Lizzie. Average. Average and invisible.
She still had 10 minutes before class so she decided to go find some people she knew. She walked down to the end of the English hall where the people she usually hung out with during the day sat. She saw most of the gang there. Katie, Anne-Marie, Holly and Teresa. "Hey guys." Lizzie greeted with a smile. The four of them lazily looked up at her.
"Hi." Katie yawned. She was always tired in the morning. The rest of them gave her a small smile. Then they looked away and carried on with their conversation.
"So you guys saw what happened on "Ruptured Drama" last night right?" Holly asked. Lizzie has heard of the show. It was the newest popular soap opera on the TV. It had the usual things like heartbreak, and then getting back together, then someone does drugs, then someone dies and everybody cries. Nothing she was interested in.
"Oh yeah, Kevin and Julia got back together again!" Katie exclaimed. Lizzie snickered at the predictability.
"Yeah and they totally don't even know that being together is bringing out that curse that will kill them!" Anne-Marie cried.
"That's called dramatic irony." Lizzie explained. They looked up at her with raised eyebrows. Lizzie mentally kicked herself.
"Right, well, anyway, so did you see it Teresa?" Anne-Marie asked.
"I couldn't. I was busy with Jon last night." Teresa said dreamily. There was a collective "ooo" from the group.
"So did you… you know…" Holly implied.
"I'm not telling." Teresa winked.
"Oh come on! Give us the details!" Katie demanded. Teresa shook her head.
"Nope. I'm not revealing anything! But I'm like so in love with him guys. He's just so hot. Yummy." Teresa licked her lips to further make her point. Lizzie rolled her eyes.
"God, you're so lucky Teresa. I wish my BF were as hot as Jon is. He's taking me out this weekend but I think I might blow him off." Holly sighed.
"Why? What are you guys going to do?" Lizzie asked.
"The usual. We're going to see a movie and then go back to his house so I could watch him do homework because he "has to get into university". It's getting so old." Holly huffed.
"What a jerk. You're his girlfriend! He should be focusing on you, not school." Katie said with disgust.
"Well what's wrong with-" Lizzie started.
"I know! That's why I'm… Kind of thinking of dumping him. For another guy." Holly whispered. Everybody collectively "ooo'd" again.
"Why are you just mentioning this now! Spill. Leave nothing out." Anne-Marie coaxed.
"Well I met him at work and he's really sweet and has amazing hair! He asked me out this weekend. He wants to take me to the new restaurant in town. You know, The Lakeside Inn?" Holly explained.
"Oh how romantic! That place looks so expensive." Teresa squealed. Lizzie had also heard of the new restaurant. In fact she had been there with her family. They didn't stay long though. The place ended up being a cheap fish & chip shop, already dirty after being open only a week and the fish had a weird taste. Lizzie decided she should say something.
"Actually I've-" She started but was quickly interrupted.
"I know! It's so cute. I know its early but… I really think he could be the one!" Holly swooned. Lizzie sighed. She decided to give up and just let The Lakeside Inn be a surprise. Besides the topic of boyfriends was depressing her. She didn't have one and never have had one. The closest she had ever come was in grade 6 when a guy had a crush on her. He had moved away and she hadn't heard from him for 2 years. Besides, the saying "16 and never been kissed" was actually true for her. She looked at the clock. 2 minutes until math. At this point she thought she'd rather crunch numbers then stay here much longer with her friends… if you could call them that. There was only one thing Lizzie was looking forward to today. Her favourite sport ever was soccer. Something about kicking that ball around and working with her teammates towards a common goal just gave her such a thrill. She loved soccer and she had a game, tonight!
She found a little bit of comfort in the thought.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX"Okay, everybody line up to get your report card. Some of you may have to get it signed by your parents if you are failing and under 18, which I believe you all are." A middle-aged woman with a bad perm and glasses barked to her grade 11 homeroom class. As she handed out the report cards she muttered some things to the students that either made their faces beam or the colour drain from their face. Some of the students didn't seem to care what she had to say.
A girl with reddish blonde hair that grew a bit past her shoulders got to the front of the line. Her thin face was a creamy pale with a few freckles dotting her nose. She was wearing a thin, short cut long sleeved black jacket over a brown shirt that outlined her slim figure. On her legs she wore beige capris with brown and white shoes with a familiar cat monogram across the sides. She stood at about 5"4. Her pale face matched her pale green eyes that were always outlined by dark eyeliner. Along with that she wore some strawberry flavoured chap stick and some foundation. She was what was considered by most of the guys very attractive. She looked at the teacher holding her report card. The name on it read Macintosh, Alexandra.
"Very impressive report Alex. You have some of the top marks in your grade. You're on the school's honour roll." The teacher told her.
"Thanks, Miss." Alex said flashing a smile that revealed straight, white teeth. She took the report card and walked out of the classroom. As soon as she stepped from the door a tall guy with a good build and blonde hair tackled her in a crushing hug.
"Hey babe. How'd you do on your report card?" The guy asked. Alex returned the hug.
"Hey Dave. I got the same as always. I'm a nerd." Alex joked.
"Sure when it comes to school. But outside of school you're kind of a ditz." The guy named Dave laughed.
"Hey! That's no way to talk to your girlfriend!" Alex scolded giving him a playful shove. She turned to walk away but ended up smashing into the principal who was walking in the other direction.
"Watch where you're going." The principal grumbled.
"S-sorry sir." Alex flushed. Dave burst out laughing.
"See what I mean? Total ditz!" Dave chuckled. Alex rolled her eyes. "Oh come on you know I'm kidding Al." He said giving her a peck on the lips.
"Yeah, yeah whatever. So how's your report mister 'I'm so cool'" Alex asked. Dave ran his hand awkwardly through his hair.
"Oh that doesn't matter. What matters is your amazing report card." Dave said then he softened his voice and put his hands on her waist, giving her a sly look. "Maybe we should, you know, celebrate. Your good marks, the end of mid terms… maybe you could come to my house and we could, I don't know… maybe bring our relationship to the next level." He muttered.
"Dave, I told you, no." Alex sighed, pushing him away. Dave scowled.
"Why not? Alex, we've been going out for over a year! We've waited long enough." Dave argued.
"We've been over this! I'm just not ready. Please, I need you to understand that." Alex pleaded. He stood there in silence giving her a dark look. She hated when he got like this.
"Hey lovebirds." Said a short and stout girl with short black hair who just walked up. "Hey Alex, saw you totally K.O. the principal. Nice." The girl laughed. Alex slapped a smile on her face, and she could see out of the corner of her eye that Dave did too.
"Oh shut up Roxy." Alex smiled.
"Okay well I got to get to class. Later Roxy, Alex." Dave piped up. He gave Roxy a hug and then turned to Alex. He pulled her to him rather forcefully and tried to engage in a passionate kiss. Alex struggled out of his grip. Dave stood there giving her another dark look, his mouth hanging open slightly in surprise, and then stalked away.
"Oh, trouble in paradise?" Roxy asked. Alex could feel herself slap another smile on.
"Oh, no, don't worry about it. Just boys being boys." Alex chuckled as they started walking to their next class.
"Girl you sound like you need some TLC. And I do not mean you watch John and Kate Plus 8 for hours. Listen, this weekend there's going to be slamming party at Ryan's house. Maybe we can get you hammered, for once." Roxy suggested, giving her a playful nudge.
"Oh yeah, that'd be great. But I can't. My brother has a baseball tournament this weekend, and they're making me go." Alex explained. It was true her little brother had a baseball tournament this weekend, but her parents weren't making her go. Not at all.
"Aw, your parents need to stop butting themselves into your life! Well one day we're going to kip nap you and then there's nothing your 'rents can do about it." Roxy decided as they got up to the classroom.
"Promise?" Alex laughed. As she saw Roxy walk into the classroom she felt her smile fade. Secretly, she really wasn't into partying and drinking like most of her classmates were. She had seen what that kind of life did to some people and she didn't want any part of that. Not that she'd ever tell Roxy or any of her other friends. It was just another day she spent being fake. The only place she could really be real was during soccer. She couldn't fake the way she played soccer, and she loved the experience. Plus, for some of her teammates she didn't have to wear a mask. She could really just be herself without worrying about peer pressure. She was looking forward to all of this in a game she was having tonight.
As she thought about this walking into the classroom, she felt a genuine smile creep on her face.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX"Hey, pass the ball!"
"Man on!"
"Shoot!"
These short commands were being thrown all around the field. It was a beautiful Friday night in southern British Columbia. Warm considering it was near the end of April, just near the beginning of soccer season. But it wasn't too hot that everybody was panting after 5 minutes. It was perfect weather for soccer.
Lizzie was back in the defensive line on the left side. She was on her toes making sure she was ready for whenever the ball came. A player on the other team started running up the left side with the ball. Lizzie started to run with her, angling her off. She felt her red jersey whip around her as she ran. She wasn't the fastest runner on the team, so she had to be cautious about not letting the other girl past her. Finally, Lizzie had the other girl cornered. She had no choice but to blindly kick the ball into the middle. She did so and a fellow defender quickly cleared out the ball.
"Nice clear." Lizzie puffed jogging back up to her position.
"Thanks, but it's just going to come back at us. The midfield are tired and they cant get the ball up to the forwards. We aren't going to last much longer like this." The other defender sighed. Lizzie knew this was true. The score was tied 1-1 and it was nearing the end of the game. If they kept playing tennis like this then they would eventually miss and get scored on. She looked across the field up past the midfielders who were struggling to keep possession. She looked towards the forwards who were looking rather bored. She made eye contact with a girl on her team with reddish blonde hair. Lizzie gave her a slight nod. They were far away from each other, but Lizzie could see that the other girl understood, for she returned the nod then started moving around as if trying to find a better position.
"Leave it to me. Just pass the ball to me next chance you get." Lizzie said to the other defender. It didn't take long. Soon someone on the other team was charging down the field, this time into the middle. Usually at this point she would cover the other forward, but for this to work she needed room. It was a chance she had to take.
"Lizzie!" The other defender cried as she stole the ball. She passed it over the Lizzie. She heard the quickened pitter-patter of the forwards charging towards her. She had a split second to look, then the booted the ball. She may not be the fastest on the team, but she definitely had one of the strongest kicks.
"Alex!" Lizzie shouted as loud as she could. Alex was ready. She had lined her self up and was ready when the ball came to her, flying over the midfield. She stopped the ball in its tracks as it hit her stomach. She quickly turned around carrying the ball at her feet as she blew past the defence. They had no chance after that. Alex really was the fastest player on the team, and she had yet to find anyone else faster. She faked out the goalie and kicked the ball in perfectly at the top left hand corner. It was a beautiful goal. The parents of the red team went crazy, as did the coach. Lizzie and the defence were able to hold their own the rest of the game and they won 2-1.
"Alex! That's my girl. I knew you'd come through." The coach bellowed, giving her head a rub.
"Thanks coach, but I couldn't have done it without Lizzie." Alex grinned.
"That's right. Nice pass Lizzie. Both of you, good team work!" The coach praised. Lizzie beamed. Lizzie and Alex had known each other for 3 years. They had met on a soccer team. They go to separate schools and live across town from each other, but after that first soccer season they met they had kept in touch and had become the best of friends.
"So, you ready?" Lizzie asked Alex, putting her soccer ball under her arm.
"Of course." Alex nodded. They had planned to hang out together after the soccer game, maybe walk to a coffee shop and sit for a while. An older man looking a lot like Lizzie walked up to them.
"So, Lizzie, you'll call me on your cell phone when you're ready to be picked up?" The man said.
"Yes Dad. I'll call you maybe around 10." Lizzie replied. The man nodded and walked away. It was about 6 now. That gave them about 4 hours.
"Oh, and Alex, we'll give you a ride home too." Lizzie's dad offered.
"Thanks Mr. Davidson." Alex thanked. Her parents had been at the game, but they had to leave early to get her little brother ready for his tournament.
"Okay so, where to? Want to take the path over the creek to get to the café?" Lizzie asked.
"Sure, let's get going." Alex agreed. They started walking away from the field to a forested area. It had a hill and a path that went into a bridge over a beautiful creek with fish swimming through it. The path eventually leads to a road, which would bring them into town. The sky was already turning a deep blue. It was early for the sun to start setting, but you could tell the days were getting longer.
"So, how was school? Anything new and exciting happen in the life of Alex Macintosh?" Lizzie asked. Alex chuckled.
"Same old same old. Got my report card." Alex shrugged.
"Let me guess. 80's and 90's?" Lizzie smiled.
"No actually. Just 90's this time." Alex joked.
"You are such a nerd." Lizzie laughed.
"That's what I said!" Alex joined in laughing. "So what about you?"
"Oh my god, well I found out that Kevin and Julia got back together in Ruptured Drama, but there's a curse that's going to kill them!" Lizzie squealed.
"No. Way." Alex said in mock surprise. They both burst out laughing. Alex didn't watch the show either, but her and Lizzie never missed a moment to make fun of it. They started walking over the bridge. Lizzie looked into the glimmering waters. For one second, her eye caught a flash of something. She thought she saw some large red fish that definitely didn't look normal.
"Whoa!" Lizzie gasped.
"What?! Lizzie, what?" Alex jumped in surprise.
"Nothing. It's just I thought I saw… A fish. But it was weird it was almost like… like… never mind. It was just a weird fish." Lizzie stumbled on her words. She thought the fish had looked familiar. But she just dismissed it. It was impossible. Alex eyed her warily.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"Yeah, don't worry. You don't have to take me to an insane asylum any time soon." Lizzie smiled assuring her.
"I'm not so sure about that." Alex joked, smiling along. She took a quick glance into the water though, just in case. She saw a tiny fish swim by, but it was nothing out of the ordinary. They crossed the bridge and kept walking.
"So, how's Dave?" Lizzie asked sort of grudgingly. She had never met him, only heard of him. But for some reason, Lizzie just got a bad vibe from him. She didn't know why. Alex's face contorted into a look of sorrow, staring straight forward and saying nothing. Lizzie noticed. "Oh… Did something happen again? I'm sorry." There had been something going on between the two for a while, and Lizzie had noticed. Alex hadn't told her what, but whatever it was it always made her upset. Lizzie didn't pressure her, but she always let her know she was there if she needed to talk. Alex looked over at her and her and the concerned look in her eye.
"No, no. Don't worry. Yes… Something happened. Again. But don't worry about it, okay? I'm fine, I promise." Alex reassured her. Lizzie didn't seem so sure.
"Okay, but you know-"
"If I ever need to talk, you're there. I know. And thank you." Alex smiled. It surprised her so much how well Lizzie knew her. She didn't even have to say anything and Lizzie just knew. This was surprising considering they'd only known each other for 3 years and most of their interaction happened over internet chat room. But then again, usually she knew what Lizzie was thinking too. That's why they work so well together in soccer games. Suddenly, her train of thought was broken by a large crack nearby. Then they heard a sort of chirping sound, but a weird chirping. Not natural.
"Um, what is that?" Lizzie asked, panicked.
"I'm… not sure. Want to go check it out?" Alex asked, unsure.
"Are you crazy? It could be dangerous! It could be a man-eating animal! Let's go see!" Lizzie joked, curiosity getting the better of her. Alex laughed nervously as they ran off the path towards the noise. They got a more cautious as they got closer. They could now hear the sound of small cries among the unnatural chirps. The cries, also unnatural, sounded like they were in trouble. Alex and Lizzie got to an area where the trees ended at a small meadow. They peered around a large tree into the meadow looking at the source of the sounds.
What they saw shocked them and would eventually change their lives forever.
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So let's recap. We met two of the main protagonists in this chapter. Both are best friends, but they're totally different when it comes to a social life. But they both have something in common: They're not very happy. Unless they're hanging out together. I just love friendships, as you know if you read my profile=) okay so let me know what you think!
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