John's POV

I opened my eyes and realized I fell asleep while still thinking about the Pokemon egg in the attic. Man, how did I fall asleep with that in my mind? I have 'technically' a monster in my attic just waiting to pop out and hatch. And I'm gonna be its owner? Damn. Honestly, that was all I could think about at that point. I turned my gaze from the ceiling and looked at the clock-8:00 a.m. 'Damn' is right! I need to get ready for school! I tore the blankets off of me and walked down the stairs for breakfast, but remembered: the PokeNav upstairs.

Oh yeah, that thing- I still don't really know what to do with it! Keeping it in my attic was fine for one day, but now what am I gonna do? I can't just leave it there-what if it hatches while I'm away? The Pokemon would be left loose in the house, doing who knows what! I could carry it around me all the time and wear it, but that could attract attention. Keeping it in my bag would be a good idea; I would have it around me but not all the time. But what if it hatches in class? No way am I letting that happen! The kids would ask me questions and it would feel ridiculously awkward to answer them all! Ugh!

"That's it, I'm taking it with me!" With that, I reached up the ceiling and grabbed my PokeNav. I put on a thick hoodie to hide it in my clothes. It was cold outside with winter season coming and it was a legit excuse to wear it. With it, no one can tell if I have anything to hide! I walked down the stairs and saw my mom and Jason already eating on the table cereal with milk. I grabbed a bowl and sat down between them and started to swallow my cereal like a Snorlax.

"Man, how hungry are you!" Jason remarked at my eating pace. Before I answered that question, I already finished my bowl and went to get a second serving.

"Hey, I need to go, and so do you, so why don't you eat as much as you can?"

After that, we grabbed our bags and walked to the school. I didn't show it, but I was scared stiff; Jason was walking next to me and was just inches away from touching my arm, where I kept my PokeNav. What do I say to him when he notices my arm? Should I pretend it's a toy, tell him outright, oh what do I do! The question was answered for me, however, as I saw the school in my sights. When I saw the front door, I muttered a quick "See you after school!" to my brother and ran to the door. Of course, the body from the 'incident' was removed, but yellow danger tape surrounded the front of the school, but not the entrance, so I slipped through and went to my classes.

Why would they have the front closed off if the body was taken and the scene was cleaned up? Were they looking for additional evidence? Who knows...

...

"Finally, lunch time!"

I was so glad that most of my classes were over and dragged my feet to my locker to grab my lunch and went to the cafeteria. I never buy food from the school because their menu's too overpriced. Honestly, 5 bucks for a small bowl of spaghetti? Who wastes their money for that! I sat down on the nearest seat and pulled my lunch out: 2 BLT sandwiches (made it myself last night) and 2 juice boxes. Pretty boring, but I could live with it. After all, my parents rarely make my lunches now. I'm 16 years old and I couldn't bother them with taking care of my meals. They worked half the day and didn't have the time to take care of me, after all.

I bit into my sandwich and looked around the table and saw no one else was sitting on the same table. I was glad Jason's not here to see this; he'll think I'm a loner and give me lessons on how to make friends. I did a 360 sweep around me and noticed a 10-feet circle void of people-and I was its centre. Figures. I ignored the lonely setting and continued my lunch.

Just as I finished my lunch, the PokeNav on my wrist started to ring a siren like the morning alarm clock.

Many heads turned to my direction and looked for the source of the noise. I could only whisper a quick "Oh shit!" as I had to get out of their and shut the alarm off.

What the hell is going on? Why is it ringing?

I sprinted out of the cafeteria like an Olympic runner and into the nearest bathroom. It seemed like a good idea at the time, as no one was in there and a stall was empty so I could retain my privacy, but the emptiness and small space of it only made the wretched thing echo, making it sound even louder. I pulled my sleeve back and pressed the black button to find out what the hell was going on. The screen, popping out, stopped the ringing and a message started typing itself on the screen.

Pokemon egg: Ready to hatch. Please release it from its Pokeball.

Oh, it's just that!

I closed the screen and pressed the red-and-white button to eject the Pokeball from its slot, and I noticed that light was leaking from the opening of it. I quickly pressed its button and the egg popped out onto my lap. I noticed that not only was it squirming and shaking, but the entire image of the egg changed. Last night, the egg looked like just a plain oversized chicken egg, but now, it was painted dark green and had dashes of pink and violet on it.

Does the egg colour show what kind of Pokemon in it?

As I tried to mentally list all of the Pokemon that matched the egg's colour scheme, a crack appeared on the egg and stopped my listing to gaze as it continued to destroy itself. Slowly, one big crack started to form itself on the egg and pushed itself outward. After what felt like a few minutes passed, the egg finally burst from its seams, emptying its contents and leaving shards of gooey and slimy egg shells on the bathroom stall walls. I could only gape in wonder as the Pokemon inside showed itself at last.

The Pokemon was small, only about 1-2 feet high and wide, and had a dark-greenish colour. It had big, wide eyes with red iris about twice the size of a normal person's eyes. 5 read beads were attached to its... neck (the thing didn't even look like it had a neck) and a small mouth above it was formed into a grin. The most shocking feature, however, was its hair. The hair was in short tufts, tipped with pink at the ends of each cluster and spread everywhere to make it look even more menacing up-close.

I realized from its hair and 'necklace', the Pokemon in it was the ghost-type Misdreavus, and from its first words, a very cranky one, at that.

"OH, MAN, is it good to be out of that damn thing! Seriously, now I breathe for the first time in my life without suffocating!"

The booming voice coming from the little body surprised me so much I stumbled from the toilet I sat down on. The whiny voice reminded me of me when I was 10 years old, but the voice was more feminine, revealing that the Misdreavus was a female.

"Hey, who are you supposed to be?"

I looked up and saw the Misdreavus look into I eyes with hers with a frown on her face. I tried to speak up, but my throat seemed to close itself from nervousness and fright. I could only look back with my mouth open, paralyzed.

"Hmph, whatever! Get out of my way!" That was the last thing she said before she phased through the bathroom stall door and out the bathroom.

...

What... just happened?

Clank!

At the sound, I jumped out of my skin and looked around like a madman, looking for what made the interruption. I turned my head down on the white ceramic floor and saw my open Pokeball. At that, the fact hit my face like a football tackle-that Misdreavus is my Pokemon!

"Oh God dammit!" With that, I grabbed the ball from the floor and and ran after her. The first thing I saw was a group of students looking to the right, looking like they just saw a ghost. What am I thinking, of course they was a ghost float out the bathroom! Thankfully, they didn't look at me when I dashed out the bathroom, still transfixed on the Pokemon. I could see her floating in a giant mob of students and teachers, who froze at the sight of her.

"Get out of my way! And will you stop staring at me like a freak? Seriously!" I could hear her screaming her disembodied head off all the way from the bathroom entrance (well, she is called the 'Screeching Pokemon'). That seemed to scare the crowd enough to disperse it with people running from her in all directions. Oh man, this is bad. I ran up to her and she turned to face me again.

"Oh, it's you again. Can you tell me why the hell everyone is running away from me?"

Damn. She's only a few minutes old and she's cussing just like I did when I was a kid. The thought of her cursing gave me a small smile, but now was not the time. I had to explain to her... well, everything.

"Listen-before I can say anything, we need to get you out of here, where we won't be surrounded with people and onlookers!" I gasped, tired from running to her.

"What! Why can't you just tell me right here, right now?" She whined. God, her voice was getting more and more annoying by the second.

"LISTEN!" I shouted back to her at the top of my lungs and that seemed to shut her up. "I don't have much time-I gotta get to my classes soon, and sadly, I can't waste too much time with you! Come with me and I'll tell you everything you wanna know!" With that, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to my stomach in an attempt to grab her, and ran out the school. "Hey! Let go! I can't breathe!" She cursed and struggled in my grasp, but my arms were too tight around her to hear her properly and that was a good thing, too-this way, no one could see her and I just looked like one of the pedestrians running from the 'ghost'.

I reached the back parking lot of the school and release her from my arms.

"Hey! That hurt, you know! What's wrong with you, grabbing a lady like that!" I heard her bitching at me with an angry look in her eyes, but I didn't care. I felt her coming closer to me as she screamed louder and when she got close enough, I pulled the Pokeball from my pocket (I put it there as I ran to her in the school) and tapped her forehead with the button, zapping her back in the small capsule and silencing her of her lecture.

With that done, I sat down on the ground and leaned against the wall in exhaustion. Damn, 5 minutes ago she hatched from her egg and already she's become a whiny bitch. And I'm supposed to take care of her? Great-not only do I have to care for a ghost, but a complaining, irritable bitchy one! Even with all these thoughts stressing my brain, I just panted in relief that trouble was over for now.

Thank God that's over, though. Now I need to get to class. I checked the watch on my PokeNav and read: 1:20 p.m.

Shit! I'm late again!