August 13, 2012 Monday

What woke me up today is a strange feeling of wetness and a hard thing poking at my chest; it turns out that both are caused by Wit, my less-than-a-day old Shellder. His tongue which is hanging off my face smothered me with his (quite watery) saliva, and as for the sore in the chest part, it turns out that I have been hugging my shellder as if it is a soft pillow in my sleep and suffered the consequence for my unconscious stupidity. I slowly remove my hands around my shellder and silently get out of my bed. I prepared his milk first and then prepared myself for school. Wit woke up later when I just finished, I gave him his milk and carry him down to the breakfast, my parents are already gone probably meeting the supplier. Wit finished his milk right after I finished my breakfast; he seems in a good mood having fed and a good rest. We then head to my school. I'm as excited to go to school today as last Friday when I got Wit as an egg, I'm excited to see what kind of pokemon my other classmate have, what Arianne's egg hatched into, what classes would we take now and most of all I'm excited to show them my shellder. I arrived at school with Wit in front of me around my arms; Arianne and Marco are already there, I walked up to them. Arianne first saw me and instantly lunged at my front when she saw my shellder and she cooed at it, my shelder might've been taken aback by the gesture because it immediately closed its shell tight when Arianne tried to coo it. Arianne apologized to me and I told her its okay, Marco then asked me what' my shellder's name, I told them my shellder's name is Wit and then I enlightened them on the hilarious story behind it. Wit opened up again later when I managed to calmed him down, I told him that Arianne and Marco are friends, Wit being an intelligent pokemon understood it and instantly felt okay (though still a little anxious) around them. Arianne egg has already hatched too, she threw her pokeball and out came a hoothoot, that explain the clock thingy in its egg having the hoothoot's trait to hoot at the same time everyday and most of the time travelling trainers use the as a clock. The hoothoot is a female and her name is Charmaine, because it's very charming according to her. I asked her if Charmaine have already showed any move, she answered no, I admitted that Wit hasn't shown yet too, I'm kinda glad that I'm not the only one. I looked around at everyone and I saw many different Pokémons, Mike is holding a paras, Tommy, Mike's bestfriend is playing with his meowth, Rica hugging her zubat, Jake the previous year's student council president petting his Growlithe , Mary feeding her poliwag. A diverse collection of Pokemon was given to us and I think no one has the same starter among us. Just then the bell rang, Sir. Jacobs and Sir. Ravel came out told us to listen. They will gonna call the names of the students who will be under their care, the 48 of us will be divided into two groups of class, at that time I prayed that I'll be with my two bestfriends. And my prayer is answered. The three of us goes under the supervision of Sir. Ravel, a 25 year old former-trainer turned teacher but he still has all of his pokemon. We're happy to be studying under him but more than that we're happy because for the first time the three of us would be on the same class. Sir. Ravel led us to our homeroom, Room 101, he told us that our pokemon should be kept out unless on the battle class or when he asked us to let them out, that being said we all brought our pokemon back on their pokeball, noises of protest from our pokemons filled the room on that moment. When all the pokemon where safely kept back on their pokeball Sir. Ravel gave us our schedule. Monday and Wednesday – pokemon training class, Tuesday and Thursday – pokemon battle class, lastly, Friday – outdoor activities. Sir. Ravel explained to us that during training class we will focus on how to properly raise a pokemon, how to bring out the unlimited potentials of the pokemon's, how to survive in the wilderness with limited supplies and wild pokemons, how to handle a full group of 6 pokemon and other things related to training. During battle class, we will be learning about unofficial battles or battles with other trainer, gym battles and also tournament battles, we will also be focusing on creating strategies on battles, on using pokemons strength and knowing their weaknesses, on building a team that work well together and on teaching pokemons moves that cover up their weaknesses. And during Friday we will be experiencing the great outdoors on different terrains, like on forest, beaches, swamps, caves and even cities. Sir. Ravel told us that we can try to catch pokemons during these trips but we can only have up to three pokemons while we're still at school. After his brief explanation of our classes, the training class begun, our lesson is about the proper care for baby pokemon, which really help us. We have our lunch by the afternoon and resume after an hour, our class finished by 3 o'clock. My friends and I decide not to hang out today; both of them have some errands to do. I let out Wit and carry him on our way home, I told him what we do in the class and he just listen obediently. When we got home I fed him with pokemon food while he sat in my lap. Earlier, I learned on my pokedex that shellder first learned tackle, so I decide to train him a little on our backyard. I got a sack and filled it with grass that I mowed earlier, and tied it around the acacia tree on our backyard, for the finishing touch I drew a mean face in the sack. At the backyard, I showed him how to tackle by charging at the sack and colliding my head at it, I told him that is called tackle, he seems to understand so I let him try, I put him directly in front of the sack and then I shouted tackle, he stared on the sack determinedly then move back a little, just when I thought he would charge forward and tackle he looked back at me with a confuse look, apparently he still doesn't know the move. But after several more re-enaction of my very own version of tackle and a throbbing head, Wit finally learned it, he charged forcefully to the sack making the tree shake a little in the collision. I was so happy to see my baby learn something new, it's like his first step, my starter has his first milestone and I'm on cloud nine. I scooped up my shellder, hugged him tightly and twirl around until I got dizzy and fall, he seemed happy and proud of himself too. We tried it again and he obeyed me every single time, by the time my parents come home leaves are scattered around our backyard, mom scolded me and told me to clean it. During dinner I told them all about my day, from the school to the cause of the mess outside, dad gave me a thumbs up and mom felt guilty for scolding me but I told her its okay and my fault. We watched T.V. for a little while then I head to my room to sleep. When we're on my bed I tried to put him in his pokeball, but he grunt in protest and looked at me with pleading eyes, well I got manipulated by my shellder. In the end he got want he wanted and sleep beside me with his tongue, again, in my face.