That night, Noah went to bed like he usually did. But instead, he kept himself awake by remaining sitting up right. He couldn't move around and possibly make noise. He kept a watch by his side to keep checking the time. At eleven o'clock, he would leave and start his escape. By then, almost everyone should be asleep. The only people Noah could think of that would be up was the very few students who didn't like going to sleep early on a Saturday night, and they didn't dare peek out.

But staying up for just a few more hours was hard for Noah. The unusual change in sleep schedule wasn't the problem, it was just waiting. That was all Noah did that day, wait for night to come. He was so anxious to get out into the real world that he could even sit down and read. Nine thirty-six, about an hour and thirty minutes before it would be safe to try to escape. Still a long time to do nothing while waiting. What to do, what to do? Noah could review what he packed. Three days worth of clothes without washing them, his normal sleeping wear, many things from his bath room, that was about all he could put in his bag. But there was something that he forgotten, he just couldn't think of what. Clothes, night clothes, bathroom, there must be something else that Noah needed.

It then came to his mind. Noah had a small book about every region of the world. Little notes about each small town and cities' landmarks, cultural and customs, beliefs, the list went on and on. The book has a few blank spots that were removed before Noah got it, but it still retained almost everything. Staying as quiet as possible, Noah opened the chest from his bed. It was hard to see in the darkness so he was forced to grab a few books try to read the title in any light. The first one was hardcover a psychology book, the next one was a history book. Four more books, each of which was for his classes or were somehow related to Noah's current, past, or future classes. The seventh one was finally the book Noah was looking for, "The Lands of the World" was written in gold on a light blue hardcover. It was a small book compared to his other, but it had many pages within it.

Noah continued to think if he forgot something. Nothing came to his mind, so he put the books back quietly. Before closing the chest, he pulled out his bag. The chest squeaked as it closed so when it was completely shut, Noah remained silent to listen for any type of movement. He waited for about five minutes and then looked at his watch again. It was only four minutes to ten now, a little closer. With the book placed within all of the folded clothes, Noah was ready at any moment. He just needed to wait about an hour and he'll be ready to go.

To try and waste the time away, Noah started to try and think of things he might do as a trainer, or even in the outside world. The idea of what he'll see just made him close his eyes to look around. What kind of people would he see? Were most people humans, or are the Pokemorphs starting to become quite common? It was all of these thoughts that made him start to grow restless again. Noah opened his eyes again and checked the time, ten one. The night seemed to be taking so long now that he was tempted to leave right away. But he won't waste time once he's out in the world.

A thought about Cadence reminded Noah of the person he was going to call. Who was it? Was it a friend who would help him get started? A teacher? Perhaps a famous professor. Noah didn't know exactly who. Noah checked again, it had only been about two minutes.

Only about fifty-seven minutes and then Noah would start his escape plan. He would get out of his room quietly and go to the left, away from his dad's room. The stairs down were metal and were for emergencies, so no one else would be sneaking around and see him. But Noah would have to be careful, and careless step could cause an echo and probably wake someone up. After that, an emergency door was at the bottom of the stairs, leaving him outside. From there, Noah would ask the Pokemon he borrowed for help to the forest and fly over the academy. Not fools proof, since Noah never had to sneak around before, but shouldn't be the hardest thing ever.

Noah checked the time again, ten eleven, still a bit more. With it getting closer to the time, Noah got one last look of his room. This was the place he grew up in, where his wealth was going to be awarded to him. It was that very room that he graduated in elementary school and much farther until he was in the high school level. It was in that room that he made his mistake, first bad day, first everything. All of those memories were going to be behind him now. He was going to throw away a fortune, perfect future, almost a 'perfect' life to do something that was consider out of line for him.

The night continued on in this manner, Noah waiting by reviewing everything while the clock ticked away. It was seconds away from eleven at night that Noah got ready. The clock showed only lines and squares that made him get off the bed quietly and walk silently to the door. Turning the golden door knob silently in the darkness, Noah pulled it back barely and shut it behind him. The halls were clear with no lights from anywhere. Continuing to his left, Noah continued to creep past all of the dark doors to the very end of the hall. It wasn't long, but the large door with the exit sign about it was heavy enough to make some kind of noise.

Noah pushed as lightly as possible and entered the little area. The door had to close with a click, but it didn't make a loud noise thankfully. Now the stairs, four extra floors to go down before reaching the bottom. Each step, as slow as they were, didn't make a sound. Noah would pause sometimes to listen for any sound, but he never heard any. He reached the bottom to find a slight problem. Looking at a red handle at the fire exit, Noah recognized the warning label on it. In short, the metal label said that once the door opens from the inside, then the fire alarm would go off.

Shoot was Noah's thought. There was the roof, but he didn't want to think about being up that high to begin. But if he stayed in the hall for too long, he could be caught. He had no choice. Noah walked up the stairs again, as quiet as he was coming down. The door to the roof was the fifth so the walk was a bit longer than the first. At the top, the door didn't have the fire alarm alert, Noah was positive for sure. He opened the door without worrying about noises and stepped outside. The familiar night sky was above him now, but Noah wasn't wanting to look at them at the moment. Noah got to the side of the door so that anyone who might have heard him wouldn't see him through the window. He dug through his bag for the Pokeball that Cadence gave him.

With it in possession, he pressed the button like he was instructed and watched as a white flash revealed a large bird to him. "A Pidgeot!" Noah was happy to see in person. The Pidgeot looked at him with a confused look, so Noah didn't hesitate to ask, "Pidgeot, can you take me to the woods? This is the only favor I need of you."

It took it a moment to realize it, but it turned around and spread its wing. It looked back at Noah who got the hint to get on. He didn't think how the bird could support him, or even how he was suppose to get on, so he just hugged the creatures back as secure as he could. Without warning, the giant bird gave a powerful flap and left the ground. It gave another flap and flew forward, heading to the academies entrance. Once over the building, Noah closed his eyes so he couldn't look down, he didn't want to know how high up he was. The Pidgeot flapped again and got over the walls quickly.

Noah didn't look back, couldn't with his eyes closed, but he thought he might have heard his dad, in a rage that Noah never thought was possible nor did he want to see. "I'm finally out," Noah mumbled, "I'm finally outside into this new world."