Here is chapter 3. Please keep reviewing, although I'd prefer constructive criticism than constant compliments. If you criticize, my work can improve, if you don't, it won't.
I don't own Pokemon.
"Welcome to Illumina Island, location of the prestigious Illumina Academy. First and last name?"
"Dawn Berlitz."
A thick brown manila envelope was handed to her. Her name was on a white sticker on the front, but there was nothing more. She got a generic greeting, and likely a generic package. Her whole experience at her new school so far made her feel like a cookie cutter.
"NEXT!"
Hearing the young woman's impatient demand for the next person in line to sign in at the school, Dawn moved out of the way so that the next person in line could sign in. Sighing, she opened the big brown envelope, looking at what was inside. A single key was stickied to a letter that told her which dorm room she was in. She made a mental note to get a key chain necklace for it, so that she wouldn't lose it.
The front office was near the harbor, and it was a gray stone building with automatic sliding glass doors. The floor was square pale blue tiles, and the walls were white, with three bands on colour halfway up. The front desks were large, gray pieces of furniture with, many drawers and other storage compartments. A public washroom was on each side of the entrance doors. There was a hallway behind the desks, that had many doors leading off of it. It was clearly a large building.
Coming out of the front office, the red stone walkway gave two options, straight ahead to return to the harbor, and turning right to walk along the waterline, although the second path would eventually turn to lead further inland. A line of massive maple trees bordered the inland walkways, allowing a lush green meadow to be seen inside the tree-line.
Now having been joined by Barry, Leona and Kenny, who'd all checked in by the time Dawn was done surveying her surroundings, the group began to walk alongside the waterline, looking over at the sharp drop over the edge. There was a fifteen foot drop from the edge of the walkway into the ocean, as the side of the harbor had been bricked up, likely with excess bricks left over from the front office's construction.
The route was scenic and peaceful. About one hundred feet away from the harbor's path, the route took a 90 degree turn to lead directly inland. The path was about twenty feet wide, and bordered with a six inch tall brick railing. The railing separated the path from the grass. About eight feet away from the railing, was where the tree line started. And it seemed that the placement of each tree had been measured exactly.
The grass even looked perfect. It was all the same length and shade of green, and there were no weeds in sight. Everything was just so exact and perfect. The benches and street lamps that lined the pathway looked exactly placed too. It was just so perfect looking, everything looked planned and exact, Dawn found it to be more that just a little bit weird.
Dawn guessed that it was about two hundred and fifty feet from the ninety-degree turn in the path that directed them inland, that the fountain was placed. There was a large round-pooled fountain that must have been about thirty-five feet across. The solid stone statue in the center of the fountain was carved to be many legendary Pokemon, with Arceus being the one at the top, spurting water from it's sky-ward facing mouth.
The fountain's pool was about five feet tall, and about two feet across, and composed of the same red stone that made the pathways. The top was perfectly smooth, and Dawn realized that it was topped with granite of the same shade as the walkway. The path lead around the fountain, creating a nice curve in the perfectly straight stone path. Every 90 degrees of the path around the fountain, there was a route.
A signpost gave directions. If they continued straight, they would soon reach the school. If they turned left, they would end up at the campus shops and eateries. A right turn would end them at their dorming houses. And so, they took the right turn from the fountain, and continued westward.
There was no surprise, for the route was just like the rest, perfectly straight and flat, edged by six-inch-tall red stone blocks, that created the border for the grass and the pathway. Street lamps lined the pathway, and benches were at regular intervals. About eight feet away from the stone railing, the tree line began, with one massive maple tree in a perfectly straight line, perfectly spaced out. Perfectly cut, vibrant green grass filled the space on the ground that was not occupied by the red stone path.
This place was too perfect for words.
So, what do you think of the school so far?
