Ch. 2 First day of School
{Rui's Point of View}
When we walked in, I was swamped by how big the room was. It was at least 40 feet by 60 feet in total. Two bunk beds were on the opposite corners of the room with four drawers between them. A full master bathroom was present near the door with a full shower, hot tub, toilet, and a sink large enough for two people to wash their hands. The floor was just like the hall but the walls were painted light blue. A small couch was against the wall between the left bunk bed and bathroom with a long coffee table in front of it. The bunk beds were amazing to me. The mattress was so soft and comfortable, you could sink in it. They were kept clean with two long white pillows with one being soft and the other hard. The blankets were kind of light but under the bottom bunk were two extremely warm thick red blankets. Jay immediately called the top bunk on the left bed and I took the bottom. Derek took the top bunk on the right bed with Anthony on the bottom of that one.
Jay sighed loudly, "Arceus, this is so soft!"
I laid on my bed relaxing, "Yeah. You're right Jay. This bed is like Heaven on Earth."
Jay sat up, "So, anyone need to use the bathroom?"
Derek got up, "I need to Pee real quick."
Jay gave him a thumbs up, "Alright. When you are done. I'm going in next. I wanna try out that hot tub."
Derek gave him a quick nod before using the restroom. I stared at Jay's bed for a moment before noticing Anthony calling me.
"Hey Rui." He called.
"Yes Anthony?" I replied.
Anthony looked nervous, "Do you think this school will be a good experience for us?"
I shrugged, "I don't know man. We've only been here for a few hours. However, they certainly know how to kill everyone's mood. That pregnancy rule is a huge problem."
Anthony nodded, "What about you and Katherine? Won't you two miss each other?"
I sighed sadly, "Yes but I'm going to visit her. Even if it's against the rules."
Anthony shook his head in agreement before asking, "Want to play Blackjack?"
I smiled at him, "Sure."
We played several different card games for the rest of the day. We had a lot of fun and our tightly woven group seemed to be unbreakable.
sleep.
-The Next Day-
The next morning went better than I expected. Too tired to care, we all showered without any arguments. After finishing our morning rituals, brushing, bathing, and becoming fully clothed. With everyone ready, we entered the hell that was the hallway. Everyone was pushing each other around to try and reach the staircases. To make it worse, the higher grades decided to be assholes and tried to stop us from going to school. I didn't think female pokemon were like that but apparently they were. Eventually, they just stopped and allowed us to finally go to school but in the process... we couldn't eat breakfast and get our ID's. Fucking assholes. My first period was a class called human/pokemon interactions.
"Why are the Seniors so mean here..?" I muttered to myself.
The inside of the school looked... hm... I don't really know how I feel about it. The flooring were tile based with patterns to give a sense of style but that slightly backfires. Along the walls were pink tiles with white or blue tiles in between. It made a sort of Chess board almost. The blue lockers were along the walls throughout the halls. They piled up to have two in one set space so one person was high while the other was low. I looked at the ceiling to see built in lights with a yellow tiled ceiling. The female pokemon in the halls were rather interesting to be honest. They're not girly which sort of surprised me. I don't have a lot of experience with pokemon so this allows me to learn how they interact. A Scizor actually approached a sophomore guy and openly started hitting on him much like a male would on a female. Are the gender roles reversed? No... I saw a Gallade hitting on a girl yesterday so are they like individuals or what? I didn't see how the conversation between the Scizor and the dude ended but he rejected her. Something tells me she isn't going to take that well...
"Fuck you!" I looked back to see the guy thrown down the hall.
Eye twitches. Okay... note to self. Avoid all conversation with female pokemon that try something. Unless I want to get my butt kicked.
As I walked, A Gardevoir stopped me, "You a Freshman?" she asked.
"Yeah? Why?" I asked.
A bucket of water was dumped on my head and soaked my clothes. I stood there unmoving until the Gardevoir pushed me onto the floor.
"FYI. You might want to shower before getting dressed. Hahahaha!" The Gardevoir laughed as she walked.
I took the bucket off my head and said, "Wow, she's really mean."
A nearby Lucario helped me up, "She's Silvia, our Senior Class President and Star of the Woman's Basketball Team. She's not so bad once you get to know her."
I smiled at her, "Thanks. Do you know where room 257 is?"
Lucario pointed off at a general direction, "Down that hall and take a left at the bubbler."
I nodded in acknowledgement before heading off. I looked over my shoulder a moment to see the Gardevoir still laughing at me. I don't like her but I have better things to do than worry about some bitch Gardevoir.
-30 minutes later-
The room my class is in was easy to find but I had to go back to my dorm room to get a new pair of clothing. When I finally got to class, the bell rang. I was still on time? I just shrugged and sat way in the back of the room. The desks were set into six rows of five. The rest of the students were as follows from front left to right. Front row had two humans, a dude with glasses and black hair and another guy with long blonde metal hair. In the second row was Monferno, Armaldo, and a guy with no hair at all. The third row had a Marshtomp, Nidoqueen, A guy with short brown hair, Snover, and a sneasel. The fourth row has a Aromatisse and a Buizel. The fifth row has a short silver haired human, Gabite, and Goodra. Then there's the sixth row... me. Our teacher was a rather short human; my guess is that he's only 5 foot 1. He wore a light blue button up shirt with a black tie, cream colored kakies, and black dress shoes. His brown hair was swept back and glossy to make it shine. His eyes were a deep blue with a trimmed thin brown mustache. He appeared to be chewing gum as he started to stand up from his nearly empty desk. The only thing on his desk was a calender, a stack of plain papers, pens, and a picture of him standing next to a Floatzel.
His voice was deep and commanding, "Hello class. Welcome to human/pokemon interactions. Now, I know I'm not contagious, so I'd like everyone to move up to the front. Come on, get up here."
Everyone in the back got up and took the seats closer to the front. I just went from the sixth row to the left side second row. To my right was the Armaldo with the Monferno to my left. Sitting in the last two seats were the Gabite and Snover. I didn't feel like looking behind me to see how the other rows went.
Our teacher was content with our new seating and sat on his desk, "So, what do you think Human/Pokemon interactions mean?" He asked the class.
I raised my hand and he called on me, "I believe it's about how humans and pokemon can have a conversation between one another in a peaceful manner." I answered.
He shrugged, "Simplified, yes. I'm here to teach you guts how to be kind to one another even if you are different species. My name is Mr. Jackson. For the next 8 months, I'll be making sure none of you become a bunch of racists." Mr. Jackson said.
The Gabite in our class raised a claw to ask, "I just need to ask... Are you going to give relationship advice as well?"
A brown haired guy in the front row whispered, "Is she retarded?"
Mr. Jackson heard that and pointed at the kid, "Detention! Also, I'm not a miracle worker. I can't give you advice on that. If you want to date a human, your going to have to ask or wait to be asked. The worst he can do is say no."
I thought to myself, 'At least he's honest.'
"So, let's start off with this. How many guys in here actually made friends with pokemon?" Mr. Jackson asked.
One guy raised his hand, 'Huh. Least I'm not the only one who hasn't.' I thought to myself.
"Great. Well guess what you social outcasts? We have... nine, ten. Ten possible friends you can make!" Mr. Jackson yelled.
"So... what are we supposed to do?" Another human student asked.
"...Oh my god I'm teaching a bunch of Bidoofs..." Mr. Jackson sighed before saying, "Talk to someone."
"...No. I'm not doing that." One guy said aloud.
"Yeah, screw them!" Another guy yelled.
Mr. Jackson facepalmed, "This is going to be a looooong year." he pat his cheeks before going to the front board, "Okay, lets talk about what pokemon are like. Despite what you may believe, they're not monsters or animals... well some aren't. The ones that aren't can actually think and feel. They're just as human as us. They're just..." One student interupted him.
"Freaks? Perverts!? A Mismagius snuck into my bathroom and watched me shower. Do you know how freaking creepy that is? That some female ghost just watched you bathe and made me have to wash the floor." The student complained.
"Wait, why did you have to clean the floor?" Mr. Jackson asked.
"You don't have to think about it really hard. It's kind of obvious." The student groaned.
Mr. Jackson turned his back to the class and looked at the chalkboard, "Okay? Back to what I was saying. They're just different. Unlike humans, pokemon don't have gender roles at all. Females and Males act pretty much the same. To us, that's unsettling at times. Especially when a male pokemon hits on a girl." Mr. Jackson got cut off again.
"Or when a female ghost tries to rape a male in the shower!" That student complained.
The Silver haired guy looked back at him, "Are you gay or something?" he asked.
"...Bro. Really?" The complaining guy asked.
"What? With all this complaining, you're either gay or really inadequate. Don't want the school to know your wee wee is too small?" The Silver guy mocked.
The entire class, minus Mr. Jackson and the guy that keeps complaining, started laughing, "Screw all of you. I just don't want to get stared at while I shower." The complaining guy replied with complete embarrassment.
"Everyone be quiet!" Mr. Jackson yelled. When everyone stopped laughing, Mr. Jackson started pacing, "Look guys. I'm going to be honest with you. Having that kind of attitude isn't going to help you at all. Gabite, what's your opinion on human/pokemon relationships?" Mr. Jackson asked.
"Uh..." The Gabite stared at her desk, "I think they're fine." she blushed.
"Breaking news, the Gabite wants human meat. Whether that's good or bad, I don't know. Hide your junk for her teeth are lethal." The silver haired guy joked.
"Hey, how about you shut up?" I asked.
"Huh?" The guy asked.
"Stop making fun of everyone. It's not our fault your hair makes you look fifty. Need me to fetch your cane old man?" I asked rudely.
"I was only joking." The Silver haired guy responded.
"Yeah? Well guess what. Screw you and your jokes. I wouldn't date a pokemon but I'm not going to be an asshole to those that do. One of my friends wants to and I'll make fun of him but if he's happy then I'll be content at least." I told him.
Mr. Jackson clapped a bit, "Wow, you actually stood up for not only a pokemon but your friend as well. Now, I need you all to ta-" The bell rung, cutting him off, "Siiiiigh. Never mind. Your dismissed." Mr. Jackson sighed.
Everyone got up and started leaving the class. The pokemon were a little pissed off because of the human students. I'll admit, I think I might have been a bit too harsh on not dating pokemon. I didn't think everyone would be such an... asshole about it. The complaining guy had a point though. That Mismagius shouldn't be peeping on everyone. You'd think they'd ghost proof the rooms to prevent that. As I walked through the hall, I found myself picked up by my ankles and held it the air. I looked at my feet to see a blue glow around them as they laid on the ceiling.
"What's going on!?" I cried out.
I heard loud laughter and saw it was Silvia who used psychic on me, "Enjoying the view freshman?" She teased.
I frowned, "Please let me down gently."
Silvia dropped me on my head and I ended up laying on the ground completely unconscious.
-1 hour later-
When I woke up, I found myself in the nurse's office on a soft mattress. I looked around to see an Audino right next to me. She smiled at me warmly before walking to a nearby desk. The Nurse's office is about twice the size of the dorm rooms. Several beds without any sheets littered the room. The entire room was white which started to annoy me since a lot of things were white in this school. The desk she sat at was littered with papers and files. A filing cabinet behind her had at least 8 drawers she uses to separate the student health records. On the wall behind the filing cabinet was a large clock that reads 9:58. I stared at the ceiling for a moment before sitting up only to be pushed back down by an Audino.
"Hey, don't push yourself yet." She warned.
I sighed, "How long have I been out?"
"About an hour. I informed your teacher what happened. Silvia sweet talked her way out of detention though." The Audino frowned.
"Define 'Sweet talked' please." I asked for clarification.
"Her mother is a rather... important diplomat who helps fund the school. She just asked her mom for a little support." The Audino answered.
"Sigh. So, when can I go to my next class?" I asked.
"About..." she looked at the clock in the room, "ten minutes from now."
"Great... Can you hand me my schedule please? Front zipper. Folded up piece of paper." I asked.
The Audino looked through the front zipper of my backpack and pulled it out, "Here you go." She smiled as she handed it to me.
"Thanks." I opened up the folded up piece of paper, "Let's see... Gym. Yes! I love gym! I get to practice my basketball skills." I exclaimed.
"You play basketball?" The Audino asked.
I smiled at her, "I was the captain of my Middle School's basketball team."
Audino clapped, "Wow! Maybe you can make the school's team too!"
I stood up, "Thank you for your help, I'll see you another time.
Audino waved as I left, "Remember! Don't strain yourself!'
-10 minutes later-
Gym was... not what I expected. As I stood there in a white plain t-shirt and blue shorts, I couldn't help but notice that... every pokemon wore tight pink shorts. Why? What the hell is wrong with this place? No one has ever said anything bad about this place. Unless every one of those humans were perverts or worse. As I looked around to see if I knew anyone here, I found only one person I knew. Silvia... she was helping one of the gym teachers by passing out various items. I tried my best to stay out of sight until I found a basketball. For ten minutes I practiced running up and down the court in a fast break. At one point, I ended up getting blocked by a Lopunny. By blocked, she literally stood in my path and pushed me to the floor.
I looked up at her, "Ow. That hurt." I complained.
She smirked, "Really? You're not even going to stand up to me?"
I tilted my head, frowning, "Stand up to you?"
The Lopunny started giggling, "You've never been bullied before, have you?"
I answered her honestly, "In my middle school, everyone was my friend. So no, I've never been bullied."
She started laughing, kicking the side of my head suddenly, "Bitch, you about to learn today."
She actually kicked my head hard enough to knock out a baby tooth. Blood started filling my mouth as I covered it and looked at her in fear. She looked for the teacher and quickly noticed he wasn't there before proceeding with her plans. Grabbing my leg, she began dragging me into the girl's locker room before pinning me to a locker.
She whispered in my ear, "You see, I have a... problem. My math and science skills aren't up to par with the school standards in place for Seniors. So, I need your help nerd."
I coughed on blood, "Nerd? How do you know if I'm smart or not?"
She started giggling, "Silvia violated a bit of your mind. She told me you have a girlfriend and that you're really smart. Help me and I won't make you break up with your girlfriend."
I coughed some more, "How would you make us break up?"
She giggled darkly, "Trust me, I know quite a few things that I can do to a young innocent docile boy like you. You won't like it, trust me. So you better agree or I'll yank out your teeth until you do."
I shook my head, agreeing with her, "O-okay." I stammered.
She grinned making me kiss her to taste some of my blood, "Good. Now get the fuck out of here before the teacher finds us."
