Here I am again! Boop boop!
Vaire woke up when his alarm squealed.
"Gruuuuuh…" he groaned and flopped out of bed onto the floor.
"Big brother?"
The voice was of his youngest sister's, Penelope, or Penny. Vaire looked up from the bundles of covers he brought with his fall to the floor. She was peering around the corner, holding the door frame. Penny was a Ralts and only six years old. She liked to listen instead of talk, and in a way, Penny was even more quiet than her brother. Unlike her siblings, Penny wasn't too much into gaming. She was still very young, so Penny just didn't get them. However, Penny liked to go outside a lot. Today was her first day of Kindergarten.
Vaire dusted his toned green and white body and knelt down to his sister, "Hey, Penny. You e-excited f-for school?"
"No," she said flatly.
Vaire blinked and stood back up, "Same he-here, you booger." Penny put her hand to her mouth for her giggles.
"I hope you don't get into trouble," she breathed out. Vaire walked out and the Ralts toddled behind him, leaving the blankets on the floor. Penny leaped down the stairs, while Vaire steered clear of her and sped down the cream colored stairs. Their foyer was a thin room at best. The strand of rug went from the door to the kitchen, and was only about two feet wide. The floor was only three. Directly in front of the stairs was the supply closet, and going left would take you to the kitchen. That was the location locked on for Vaire.
Margie was already in the kitchen, sitting on the cherrywood chair with a ivory-colored bowl of cereal in front of her. Vaire leaned on the dark table and peered forward, towards to his mother washing a plate in the sink. "Hey mom," he greeted and opened their vintage refrigerator, "Penny, you want some O-OJ?"
Penny, who was just entering the room nodded and hoisted herself onto a chair.
"Good morning, Vaire," Angelica nodded, "You ready for school?"
"R-ready as I-I'll ever be," Vaire replied and poured some Orange Juice into a cup. He focused on the cup, and imagined it moving over towards Penny. He shut his eyes and continued it's "mind path."
A plunk happened as the cup dropped cleanly on the table. "YES!" Vaire exclaimed and accidentally extended his blades in excitement.
Vaire wasn't too good with his psychic-abilities. Gallades weren't much for the telepathy deal, much more focused on combat. However, Vaire was training on telekinetic abilities.
Margie widened her eyes, "Congrats, Vaire." Today she was wearing several pink bracelets and wide-chained necklace. Penny swiped up the cup and sipped happily on the orange liquid.
"You know," Angelica said, "you gotta start look for a job soon."
The Blade pokemon sighed, "You d-do not need to re-remind me because I-I know it'll ta-take forever." Vaire took his backpack out from the connecting area between the kitchen and living room. He had already packed the morning before.
"Vaire," Margie commented, "I think your stutter is getting worse."
He sighed, "Y-yeah, I've realized th-that. Now, I need to g-gu-go."
Oy, he thought to himself and left.
-(-)-
Maxum was leaning against the light post by the bus stop as Vaire arrived. His tounge was flapping in the breeze. Maxum also wore a sour look.
"What's up w-with you?" Vaire asked.
"I'm going to have to deal with…"
BEEP BEEP
Maxum cursed under his breath and stood up straight. A red car slowed down by the sidewalk where Vaire was.
The window of the car rolled down, and a familiar Manectric was frowning sassily. "Oh look, it's Maxum," Drew snorted, "Where's your car? How mature of you to take the-"
"Fuck off," Maxum sneered, "It's over dumbass."
"What's with the harsh words," he said in a mock surprise and adjusted himself on his haunches. Driving with four legs was weird, but they have specially made seats for that. They are controlled by pressure on different parts of the seat for driving and slowing down.
Drew seemed extra cocky today, "Are you just hiding the lust you still have for me, hmm?"
Maxum sped up to the car and grabbed the door, "Go. Away. Drew, I broke up with YOU. Now GO." Vaire noticed that Maxum's tone got very dark at this point.
"Whatever," the fruity Manectric scoffed and drove off. Maxum was just standing on the grassy part by the road, glaring the car goodbye.
"Phooo…" Vaire breathed out, "What was th-that all about?"
"JERK!" Maxum shouted and threw his backpack to the ground. "I can't believe him," Maxum cried, "Vaire… I swear, when I see him later today…"
He widened his eyes and scolded Maxum, "M-Maxum! You a-are not gonna start trouble o-on the first d-day! Deal?" The frog-like pokemon crossed his arms and had a smug look. Vaire drew his blade and had an odd amount of confidence in him, "DEAL?"
Maxum waved his arms and sweatdropped, "Fine, man."
"Good," the Gallade sighed.
The two friends look at each other cooly, and the Greninja leaned against the lightpost again, "One day I'll get a car…"
"Yeah," Vaire smiled, "And y-y-you'll have to drive me a-around."
Maxum brought out heavy suspiration as his only response.
-(-)-
Marina walked through the halls with pure stoicism. She was determined to keep a high profile at this school. Marina was an Absol, white and black-blue. Like others of her kind, Absol were commonly ridiculed for their "disaster causing" when practically no Absol would do such a thing! In truth, Marina was a bit of a stone cold betty but words could always hurt her. At her old school, Pembrose High, Marina would commonly just break down. This time, she was determined to keep herself cool and calm. She even practiced battle strategies over the summer, in case anybody rubbed her the wrong way.
Today, was her first day at Soarfeild High, and she was expecting the worst. Marina nudged open the metal doors, which her stoic smile on her face.
People were already at their lockers. Quadrupeds and other multi-pedals on the bottom, two-legged or floating pokemon on the top. This would make for some comical experiences, like an Salamence would have bottom while an Azumarill would get the top lockers.
As Marina walked through, she heard whispers. Only a few, but she caught a Gorebyss (in those weird water bubble fish pokemon create) "Omigosh, I've heard Absols are bad luck. I can't believe they let them go here…"
As if I was a stray, Marina though and continued on her way.
"Dude, okay, Homeroom was HELL," Maxum sighed as he slammed his locker shut. Vaire was meeting up with Maxum by the Greninja's locker on Vaire's way to class. He had to agree, his homeroom was a boring History teacher named Mr. Ferguson, a Leavanny.
Vaire nodded, "Same h-here, man." He backed up from Maxum's locker and said, "Right, so I-I-I better get going."
"See ya man," Maxum sighed.
Vaire continued walking backward and smiled back, "By-by-WAUGH!" He tripped over something.
"Hey!" the thing said, "Watch where you're going!" The Blade pokemon rubbed his head and pushed himself into a sitting position. Alongside the Absol he tripped over, he noticed his book spilled over next to her.
"I-I-I'm sorry," Vaire blushed and looked at the smaller pokemon carefully, "You must b-be new here."
She lifted a claw and widened her eyes, "Er… uhm, yes."
"Vaire," he put out his hand. She looked down and bit her lip. Vaire didn't know what was wrong with her, but he felt that something was wrong.
"Is there so-something the m-matter?" he asked.
The Absol jolted, "Oh! Uhm… nothing. Nothing," she muttered to herself. Vaire peered at her again and stood up. She also straightened to her full height. She was a full two feet shorter than Vaire, but it seemed to didn't matter.
She sped away before Vaire could say anything else, leaving the Gallade blinking at the rushing shadow of the Disaster Pokemon.
Maxum leaped over with a frown, his tongue wrapped around his right fore-arm, "What was up with you, Vaire! Absol are BAD luck, dude."
"Who says?" he questioned, rubbing his feet together.
"Your MOM."
Vaire raised an eyebrow, "S-so?"
Maxum scoffed and walked off, "Talk to me when you get your head together, and don't be late to class!"
Shoot, class. Vaire had forgotten all about that bothersome little thing.
And that's all! Sorry if I keep cutting into the story, as one of the reviewers. And once again, thanks Monkeybutt98 for the insipiration. This story is going good so far, right? No? Oh… sorry about then. Do you have any favorite parts?