Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.
Jessie went into the locker room as usual in Team Rocket Headquarters. Every Rocket was called back for special training, so she of course, had no choice but to forget about the kid's Pikachu and return. She had just left a whining James outside. He begged her to go into her locker room because he was afraid he'd get beat up again, but Jessie simply told him to suck it up. She didn't understand why the other guys beat up James, but she wasn't about to let him get ridiculed for going into her locker room. She assumed he got beat up because if her anyway, so she figured she'd be doing him a favor by not letting him in. Most people didn't particularly like her too much, and he made it known that he'd always stick by her side.
She didn't hear his whines anymore, so he must have went into the boy's locker room. She was beginning to fear for his safety in there and hoped he would get out in time before every man in there decided to pick on him. She pondered on the thought; she continued to think about why they beat him up in the locker room. He wasn't smaller down there and had some muscle that was usually hidden beneath uniform. She decided to shrug it off and take a shower, so that she wouldn't blame herself again.
Jessie grabbed two towels, one for her hair and the other for her body, and proceeded to the showers. She stripped down into nothing and stepped into the warm water she had started. She shut the curtain for privacy and began with scrubbing the sweat off of her body. She lathered up the soap and began getting rid of the sweat and dirt that clung to her skin. Next, she washed her hair, feeling relieved that it was beginning to feel clean again. She didn't spend much time in the shower because it was a locker room and the water became cold quickly. She turned the water off and wrapped the towel around her body and wrapped her hair in the other.
She walked over to her locker and took out her clean clothes to put them on. She was careful about getting dressed because she believed not everyone was able to see her true beauty unlike Domino who was running around completely naked. Domino thought that she was prettier and better looking than every girl out there. She found it perfectly acceptable for her to prance around in her birthday suit. Jessie rolled her eyes when Domino passed her, and began to brush her hair to style it to her liking.
As she brushed her hair, Cassidy came over to her and began to torment her. "Hey Jessie Jess, what are you doing with that Raticate's nest you call hair? It looks absolutely repulsive, especially on you," Jessie wondered why Cassidy would want to randomly start trouble. She completely hated the golden haired girl, and wished she'd just run off and join Team Magma or something.
"I am sorry that you're jealous of my beauty, but you'll have to get over it," Jessie replied nonchalantly. She continued to brush her hair. She did not want Cassidy to get to her today.
"Oh, your ego is much too big," Cassidy said with false sweetness.
"Well you're one to talk," Jessie said, desperately trying to keep her temper under control. Maybe if she did, Cassidy wouldn't get the reaction she was hoping for, and leave.
"See you later, messy," Cassidy sneered and walked away towards the showers with a towel in hand. Jessie slammed her locker shut and took her duffel bag and stormed out of the locker room. Sometimes, she couldn't believe that witch. She always seemed to pick on Jessie even though she didn't do anything to provoke her meanness towards her. Shaking her head to get Cassidy out of it, she met James outside of the locker room and saw that he had a bloody nose.
"James, what happened to you?" Jessie asked even though she already knew the cause of it.
"Someone punched me in the nose seven times," James answered as if it was nothing. Jessie reached into her bag and gave him a tissue to help clot and catch the blood dripping from his nose. "Thanks Jess."
"You know, I don't get why people pick on you in the locker room. Do you do anything to make them hurt you?" Jessie asked because she was actually concerned about her best friend, James. She hoped that he didn't say it was because of her. If he did, she'd have to change something about herself so that she didn't cause him any pain, and she really didn't want to change.
"I don't know why. I just mind my own business and then this happens," James said and tilted his head back.
"James, don't tilt your head back. The blood will go straight to your brain," said Jessie.
"Sorry," he replied and they started to walk out of the gym. She noticed that James was slightly limping as he tried to keep up with her.
"Did they hurt your ankle?" she observed and slowed down so he didn't have to walk so fast.
"No, I was running from them to get out of there, and then I tripped on a bar of soap that was on the middle of the floor. You know I'm a klutz," James explained.
"If you say so," Jessie said and was beginning to become suspicious about what really happened in the locker room. She noticed how he didn't make eye contact with her. She also noted how he tilted his head back even though he knew that tilting one's head back with a bloody nose wasn't such a good idea. Usually, it took a lot for James to limp, so something was definitely up and Jessie was going to find out what it was, and she'd do anything to find it out.
Jessie unlocked the door to their room and entered it, and she closed the door behind them. James decided that he was going to take a shower because he was jumped by other guys in the shower and he didn't really spend all that much time washing himself. Jessie let him without fighting for the first one this time because she had just showered, and her body was sore everywhere. The workouts and obstacles were getting harder and harder as each day passed. She literally thought that her lungs were going to explode when she was forced to run five miles under a certain amount of time. She had never been so glad to have such great endurance that she had obtained from her harsh childhood.
She climbed into her bed and turned on the television. Meowth walked into the room moments later and collapsed onto Jessie's bed because it was closer to the door. She moved slightly over to the other side of the bed for him. He was a bit dirty and she could tell he was sore. "Hey Jess," he said as he crawled up to one of the pillows to lean against.
"You look like a mess," Jessie said and turned the television down a bit to talk to her Pokemon friend.
"I know I do," Meowth sighed and began to clean himself. "I can't believe dat I had to do so much runnin' an' stuff. I'm da brains, not da brawns," he complained.
"Maybe if you ran on all fours you'd be better off," Jessie suggested. She knew that Meowth hated that and wished she thought before she spoke. Meowth turned to glare at her.
"Yeah right," Meowth said, and went back to getting the dirt off of his fur. Jessie turned the television volume back up, and began watching her show again.
James walked out of the bathroom after ten minutes, and proceeded to get dressed. He had put his boxers on in the bathroom, so he wasn't completely naked. He put on a pair of pajama pants and fell onto his bed. Jessie was glad his nose had stopped bleeding. From the amount of blood the tissues soaked up, she didn't think that it would ever have stopped. Leaving that thought behind her, she decided to take a bath because her muscles were throbbing. She hoped that the warm water would take away the aches and pains from that day. She took a towel in with her and shut the bathroom door.
Jessie ran the bathroom water and stripped herself of her clothes. Once the bathtub was filled with warm water, she went in it and immediately felt much better. She felt her troubles melting away. However, she couldn't stop thinking about why James was attacked that much. Usually, he wouldn't get this hurt and the other guys weren't usually this violent. Something was up and she had to know what was wrong or what was going on. She would get that information out of him; she swore she would.
Eventually, the bathwater became cool and she got out of tub. She drained the water and wrapped a towel around her torso to cover herself up. Jessie exited the bathroom, only happy thoughts about dinner and sleeping replacing her worried ones. Once she stepped out of the bathroom, James lunged at her and pulled her towel down, exposing her. She was going to scream, but she didn't want to draw attention to their quarters. "What the fuck, James!" she hissed. She knew she was blushing. James was also blushing as he handed her the towel back, shielding his eyes with his forearm.
"Sorry," he squeaked.
"Why the fuck were you thinking?" Jessie said and put the towel back on. "You better have a good reason," she warned. She knew she probably looked ridiculous with her red face and a towel barely covering her up.
"Well, you see…in the locker r-room today…" James began to stutter. "Y-you see, people were saying things about y-you."
"What were they saying?" Jessie asked angrily. Meowth kept his paws over his eyes, thinking that the situation would be getting ugly. Jessie stepped forward, making James back up to the wall between their beds.
"T-there were rumors going around that one of the girls was actually a guy, but lived like a girl and they started coming up with theories of who it was, and they settled on you, but I didn't and so then I defended you and said you were a girl but they said where's the proof you've obviously never seen her naked and they beat me up and stuff. Please don't kill me!" James said all in one breathe.
"Wait, they thought I was a transgender?" Jessie asked, using the proper term.
"Yeah," he said and took a breath when she backed away from him.
"And you doubted me?" Jessie's blood began to boil, scaring James yet again.
"Sorry Jess. I just had to be sure that you weren't," James said and closed his eyes waiting for her to hit him. To his surprise, Jessie calmed down and the fist that would have collided with his face relaxed. She calmly sat down on his bed, patting it for James to sit next to her, which he did.
"So there's a rumor that there's a transgender?" Jessie asked, focusing more on her breathing than her anger.
"Well, it's not a rumor according to Attila and some other guys. There's actually one here in Team Rocket," James explained. Jessie's facial expression changed to fear. She immediately took her clothes frantically and began putting them on. James was shocked that she was getting dressed right in front of him. He began to shield his eyes from her beauty.
"Come on, you just saw me naked. Don't look shocked," Jessie snapped at him, and then ran out the door once she was fully clothed.
Hopefully my grammar was better in this chapter. If not, oh well; I tried. I've been pretty busy lately so I haven't had too much time to edit thoroughly, and I propably won't have as much time as I once had.