A Story of Stones
I woke up to a sunny day in normality town. Literally. I suppose using sunny day in my bedroom was some sort of crude attempt to wake me up. My sister, Carly, the leafeon of the family was always showing off her moves to make me jealous. She used to be bearable, that is, before she evolved. Now she struts around the house like she owns the place. The worst part is my parents don't notice a thing their darling first born does to me. I love my sister but she can be a pain in the-. My thoughts were interrupted by the voice of my mother. She had called me down to go to my training practice. It's this stupid class that is supposed to prepare us for when were older. It was my equivalent of school.
After I departed my room, my father, err wait no, my mother greeted me at the end of the stairs. They were both flareon, so it was hard to tell them apart. You would think I would know how to tell them apart, considering I've lived with them since I was born, but I still can't. She said breakfast was in twenty minutes, so I could have time to "get ready". My mom was all about beauty, I wasn't. No matter what you do to me, you can't make me pretty.
I gazed into the mirror that my mom gave me for my 12th hatch day. I t lay beside my nest and some old toys. I may have been overreacting when I was describing my looks. I mean I suppose I'm an average eevee, my tail is soft and my ears are floppy. I'm nothing compared to the girls at my training class, which reminds me I need to get going.
I left my room and earned a quick kiss goodbye from my father and a glare from my sister accompanying it. I picked up an Oran berry for breakfast on the go. I would have stayed but I wanted to catch up with my friend Naomi. She was an eevee like me and most of the other Pokémon at my training class. Everyone here was either an eevee or one of its evolved forms.
I rushed over to greet Naomi when I realized she wasn't listening to me. I knew what was going on. She was staring at Zachary. "Naomi "I called "It's me, Bethany." I waved my paw in front of her face. She jumped backward in shock, and then noticed me. "Oh, it's you. Hi Bethany." She was being her normal, day-dreamy self. She was a young eevee my age, and was far prettier than me. She was beautiful, but if I told her she would disagree.
"Doesn't Zachary look handsome today" She inquired, to no one in particular. "Naomi, if I said yes, you would get jealous. If I said no, you would get defensive." She punched me in the arm for that comment. I laughed to myself. She liked him a little too much. After she was done obsessing over Zachary, we started a conversation.
We were talking about how I should get revenge on my sister when our trainer, or teacher, a ditto named Mr. Ray called us to our lesson. He was a lot stronger than he looks. He announced that today we would be perfecting the move tackle, and that we should get in partners. I reached out for Naomi, but then realized she had rushed over to Zachary. I didn't really know anyone else, so I decided to wait and see if someone would pick me. I looked over to a shiny eevee I knew to be called Nathan. Everyone liked him, so there were people lining up to be his partner. Everyone was partnered up or lining up to be with Nathan. That is, except for me and an unfamiliar face. He seemed sweet so I walked over and introduced myself.
"Hi, I'm Bethany. Would you like to be my partner?" I said to him, hoping for the best since I could use a new friend. "What! Me?" he looked startled. "Umm yes you. Unless you don't want to…" I trailed off. "OH, yeah, yeah that will be gr-gr-great." He stuttered nervously. I was making him uncomfortable; he clearly didn't have many friends. After everyone stopped fighting over Nathan, Mr. Ray called our attention to him. "Alright, now that we have finished picking partners "he said glancing at a smug Nathan and several broken hearted girls. "Stand parallel to your partner and prepare to tackle them." "What! I can't tackle her!" He said to me. The coach wasn't listening. "What did you think we needed partners for? I mean, it was kind of obvious. "I stated. "But, I don't want to hurt you." He said then blushed down at the ground. "Don't worry, I can take it." "What do you think I'm not strong enough?" I seemed to have made him mad, so I decided to have some fun. "You said it, not me." He looked really mad now.
"And… Go!" screamed Mr. Ray. I charged at only half of my power, and my partner seemed to be giving it his all. I knocked him over with ease, despite all of his effort. "That all you got." I said playfully. He was too easy to mess with. He was so angry, he was growling. Fun is fun, but it was time to stop acting. "Dude calm down, it was a joke." He calmed down and brushed himself off. "Psh, I knew that. I went easy on you anyway." "Mmhm." He punched me in the arm for that. "I'm lucky, by the way." "Isn't that, like a pet name?" I decided to shut up. Sometimes I went too far. "Sorry, I was kidding .That is a nice name." "Thankyo-"Lucky was interrupted by a frantic scream.
