"We all live in a Pokémon world, I wanna be the greatest master of them all! We all li-"
I quickly turned off my phone ringtone although too late to be saved from class embarrassment. I could feel the laughs and snickers around me. I hid my face with my hoodie to hide my flushed face. I counted the minutes until the lunch bell which seemed like two lifetimes before it truly rang.
When I arrived at my lunch table, my friends we're nothing but helpful.
"So, I heard your ringtone went off in class." sneered my somewhat of a frienemy Lisa. "That must have be sooo embarrassing! I don't think I would have lived through the rest of the class."
Lisa is a relatively short girl. She has long bleach blonde hair that goes down her back. She has dark brown eyes that look black but she wears contacts to make them blue. She wears revealing clothes which are completely blowing the dress code. She's mega skinny but I think she just starves herself. To top it off, she wears too much makeup to try to get guys. Really, she's just a big slut.
I hate drama queens.
"Thanks for the support Lisa," I muttered.
"Really Xio, why in the world is a Pokémon song your ringtone," said my "friend" Marissa before laughing, "That's a joke right?"
Marissa is medium height and full of good intentions even though she may come across as mean sometimes. She has natural, dirty blond, shoulder-length hair. She has blue eyes and wears light makeup.
"I mean, it's just a stupid show for kids!" laughed Devon.
Devon is 6 foot 3 inches of pure gorgeousness. He has brown, spiky hair and the abs to make any girl faint. He has beautiful moss green eyes and long lashes. Too bad he's the big headed, popular type.
"IT'S NOT STU-," I yelled before stopping myself; the whole cafeteria fell silent. "I mean, Devon's right! It's a kids show. Just a joke guys, calm down," I said trying to erase my outburst before. I laughed with the rest of my group before finishing my lunch quicker than usual.
"Hey, I feel sorta sick. I going to go to the infirmary for a bit." I lied.
"Okay, feel better," said a concerned Marissa.
"Maybe she need's to go to the pokécenter!" I hear Lisa laugh with the rest of the group as I walked away.
After I was sure that nobody from the table could see me anymore, I quietly slipped into the Fine Arts section of the school and rushed into the Drama room: my safe place.