Chapter Eleven: Screw This...
School just gets worse and worse for me as the days go by. It's now been a month since we started school, and I swear, the only reason I'm motivated to even go is to spend time with Reshiram. Since Zekrom's pretty adamant about her not stepping foot in our dorm room, school and off-campus are the only places we can hang out. She seems to know that too, so she's never asked to even come to my dorm room, lest there be a conflict. She must know that I hate conflict. That and I'm very short tempered, especially around conflict - then again, when it comes down to it, I'm really only short tempered if someone annoys me first. I never start fights - I'd prefer to stop them than start them, but sometimes some jerk I don't want to deal with (Zygarde, I'm talking about you) just can't keep his mouth shut. Peaceful Pokemon? I doubt it...
I quit playing Smash Bros with Hoopa ever since that day when we got into it about me using Mega Man. Since that day, I've refused to even sit at his table. He didn't kick me out outright, but every time I would try to sit down, he would pop off with a rude remark, usually something like ''here comes the Mega Man spammer!' or something of that nature. I finally got fed up and found a new place to sit. Luckily, Reshiram followed me. I don't know the others sitting at our table very well, as they're pretty quiet towards us, keeping to each other. From their features, I can tell that they're Mew, Celebi, and Meloetta., and they usually talk among themselves and totally ignore us. That's fine with me - I'd rather be ignored by just about everyone else than deal with someone running their hole about some smelly Smash Bros character every time I try to sit down near them.
Since I no longer have a reason to bring it, I also no longer bring my 3DS to my classes, other than for the rare times that Reshiram would like to play Smash Bros with me. She doesn't ask much though, as I think she knows that I am about done with playing Smash Bros at all at this point in time. Then again, I don't think many people can blame me.
Since Hoopa and I don't get along, Art Class is a pain in the toosh. Everytime I sit down in that class, Hoopa makes a rude remark towards me, either telling it to me outright or whispering a rude remark about me to Volcanion. Volcanion never responds though, so Hoopa's probably just wasting his breath. Nonetheless, I still hear it (because Hoopa can't whisper if his life depended on it) and find it very rude. There's been about 5 times now that I yelled at Hoopa in class and I was asked to step out. However, not one time was his sorry butt dragged out of class for being rude to me! No sir! I think I'm starting to realize that the human world is every bit as rude and unfair as our own world...maybe even worse. Or maybe I'm just meant to be considered the bad guy no matter what I do, other than sit in my shrine? I dunno...but I'm getting fed up with this school and the nutjobs in it.
I slam myself into my seat in Art Class, reaching into my bag to pull out my homework. Not that it's gonna get a good grade, since the teacher's grading scale really is bogus. Unless you're a good artist, you're gonna fail her class, whether or not you're trying your best or not. Personally, I could give a big rat's butt less about my grades, but I still did the work anyway to make it look like I do.
I look over next to me, seeing Hoopa whispering to Volcanion once again. Just hearing him whispering is enough to make me nearly rip my homework, but I'm able to hold back for now. No point in getting myself suspended again over something silly, as much as I don't care if I continue to go to school or not.
"Alright, pass up your sketch work, please!" the teacher announces.
Since I'm at the end, I wait for the people beside me to hand me their work, and I stack mine on top of theirs. Hoopa throws his homework at me, and I have to reach over and pick it up from the floor. Afterwards, I practically throw the stack of homework at my teacher.
Don't let them get to you, Ray...
That was Reshiram's voice sounding in my head. She told me that many times beforehand, and I still remember it now. I find it harder and harder, if not impossible to follow her advice, Things at this school are starting to get so ridiculous that even I can no longer handle it. I know I don't have exactly the best fuse in the world, but I feel anyone would agree that the conditions at this school are beyond tolerable - at least for us Legendary Pokemon. However, Arceus still has yet to get back to us about when we will get turned back. All I've got to say is that he better do it soon, or a Legendary Pokemon might end up dead before we get out of here.
"Alright, everyone...today I'd like you to do some free sketching." the teacher says once she receives the last of the homework papers. "Please feel free to sketch anything, and don't worry - none of your work is getting turned in today. You will get a participation grade depending on if I see you working or not."
Wonderful - perfect time to draw a totally insulting picture of Hoopa's big head for me to use as a dartboard in my room! Maybe make one of Zygarde too... Not like they'll ever see them!
Snickering softly so that only I can hear, I get to work on my picture...only for Hoopa to peer over my head not even ten minutes later.
"Hey!" he yells quietly, seeing what I'm drawing. "My head is not that big! I know it is big, but not so big it's gotta fill up the whole page! That's just rude, Ray!"
"It's also rude to be peeking over my shoulder!" I snap back. "If you don't like what I'm drawing, then turn back around and mind your own business!"
"Excuse me, Ray!" the teacher yells at that moment. "Why do I hear you talking? You can't be drawing when you're talking! One more outburst and you will get a zero for today!"
"And if you can't whisper, then don't talk!" Hoopa whispers whilst smirking.
That's enough to make me lose it. I tear my entire drawing in half and crumple up the paper, hurling it as hard as I can at Hoopa's face. It bounces off his head and hits the table, rolling onto the person behind us's desk.
"Next time, it's my chair." I warn him. It's taking everything to not lash out on him like I did to Zygarde, or even worse like I do in Pokemon form with Deoxys. '
However, unfortunately for me, the teacher sees what I did.
"Ray, you have earned a zero for the day - please exit my classroom and go to the office!" the teacher yells pointing to the door. "Grab your stuff!"
"Gladly." I mutter, grabbing my bag and leaving the room. However, I don't go to the office. Screw this day of school...
I throw my backpack onto my bed and sit down at the computer, putting my head on the desk. Right now, I just need a breather. Not a nap, but a short few minutes to get myself together.
However, I don't get much time to do so, as I hear the phone ring. Although I don't want to, I pick it up.
"Ray, is everything okay? I saw you going down the hallway looking angry, so I wanted to call as soon as my class ended!" It's Reshiram.
"I'm fine, I just got fed up with Hoopa and left the room after throwing a piece of paper at him." I tell her. "I might not even come to school tomorrow. I'm fed up with Zygarde, I'm fed up with Hoopa...I'm just fed up with this, period."
"...I know." Reshiram says. "I am too. I now have Zekrom in my face all of the time going on about us. It's annoying... But on the bright side, i did get to know Mew a little better. She's a very nice person."
"That's good at least." I respond. "Maybe I can meet her sometime...sometime when I want to go to class."
"Well, we could hang out this evening." Reshiram suggests. "We get a four day weekend this week, so we have some time."
"Yeah, that's fine." I say.
"Well, the bell's about to ring, so I had better go.' Reshiram says. I can hear a teacher in the hallway telling everyone to hurry and get to class. "I'll see you at six."
"I'll try not to be late this time..." I tell her as we hang up.
Well, at least I have something to look forward to, so long as I don't make it so obvious to Zekrom this time. I'm going to do my best to not be so nervous so Zekrom won't know where I'm headed.
I look at the clock - it's only 12:30, so I decide I'll take a small nap before our outing tonight. Hopefully it's more fun than the day at school was...
