Chapter 25: Someone's Changed, Someone's Spying

Someone's changed, someone's spying. Don't ask me, I might be lying.

Just a small warning, the epilogue may scare you.

On a second note, I do not own Pokémon, or the movies or electrical devices, nor any other thing mentioned.

If I did own Pokémon, I would make rival x protagonist shippings a reality. Along with all the never-mets. Reality for ALL shippings.

Enjoy.

Silver's POV - Monday

Today, or well, this morning, Lyra was pretty quiet.

In first period, she barely spoke, and she LOVES participating in Professor Elm's chemistry class.

Second period, Mr. Clay assigned us two teams to work on some History questions for a small quiz bowl. Lyra got the three person team with Nate and Rosa. She only took notes on what the siblings said, and not a single word escaped her.

Third period, P.E., she only stopped after class to talk to Ms. Skyla. But that changed in the next period.

Fourth period, physics with new Mr. Colress, Lyra actually smiled for the first time in the whole day. She even stayed back five minutes after the lunch bell, talking with our new teacher.

At lunch, well, I sat alone. Although I was unconsciously expecting her to arrive.

To my surprise, she actually sat with me.

"Hello," Lyra said sitting down, "Am I invading?"

I wanted to smile, but something wasn't right. I studied her face. She had an incredibly wide smile. Big and toothy and bright. I have never seen her smile like that before. Ever.

"No," I replied raising an eyebrow. "What makes you so happy today?"

She just smiled. "..."

"Stop, it's giving me a migraine," I said.

Lyra frowned. "What, I can't smile at all?"

I sat back in my seat and crossed my arms. "I hate to burst your bubble," I began, "But you haven't smiled all morning. Except, well, I dunno, fourth period with Mr. Colress? You even stayed behind to chat with him."

That's when she blushed madly. "H-he just taught me how to f-forget unpleasant stuff. Th-that's all."

I smirked. "Well, I believe you. Eat."

And her regular, happy-go-lucky smile came back. "Yay!" she squealed.

After a while, we began talking normal. And then...I don't know what hit me. Probably a train. Yeah, Red's train.

"Lyra," I said.

"Yeah?"

"How would you like," I began, "To watch a movie with me at the lounge this afternoon?"

She blinked twice. "Okay...is this a date?"

"Yes," I replied. "I mean no! N-not unless you want to. Heheh."

Seriously? Is that the best I can do? Come on! Work, brain, work!

Lyra giggled. "Sure, I'd love to watch a movie with you tonight! Which movie is it?"

I thought for a moment. "Hmm...dunno. How does The Avengers sound for ya?"

"I love The Avengers!" she squealed. "What time?"

"Hmm...five sound good?"

"Thirty," she said, "I'll meet you at the lounge at five-thirty."

I smiled. "Cool."

RRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGG!

Lyra's POV

I brushed my pigtails and looked at myself in the mirror. Putting down my comb, I stared at the twenty-two lipsticks, glosses, and lip plumpers that sat in a basket on a shelf in the bathroom.

Hmm...let's see...I'll just wear a little gloss. Nah, who am I kidding? Lipgloss and lip plumper. Yeah...wait, what is WRONG with me? Since when do I wear make-up just to meet Silver? Even less lip plumper! It's not like I'm going to kiss him...right?

"Lyraaaaaaaa," my roomie, Dawn whined. "Hurry up, will ya? I really need to pee and—"

She stopped to stare at me. "Where are you going?"

I adjusted my white hat on my head. "To the lounge," I replied. "I'm watching a movie with Silver."

"Uh-huh...and since when do you dress cute and wear make-up for Silver?" she asked.

I looked down and stared at my clothes. I wore a neon green pair of overall-shorts my grandma sent me for Christmas, a black t-shirt underneath, sandals, and no long stockings. Actually, I wasn't wearing socks because of the sandals.

I whimpered. "I dunno...PLEASE HELP MEEE! Please?"

Dawn sighed and hugged me. "There, there," she said. "It's just a date. No biggie."

"But it's not a date," I cried, "He said it wasn't if I didn't want it to."

Dawn patted my back. "That means, that it is a date, but he wants you to find out yourself."

I tilted my head in confusion. "I'm listening."

"If he compliments you when he sees you," Dawn began, "It's a date."

I nodded.

"If he gets comfy with you, ya know, hugs your waist, slides arm around your shoulders casually, it's a date," Dawn continued.

I blushed. Never thought of it that way...

"If he buys food and other junk for you, it's a date, AND," Dawn looked around, as if securing the area. "If you two kiss," she whispered, "At any given time, it SO was a date. Got it?"

I nodded. "Got it."

"NOW," Dawn said letting me go, "Let me just add finishing touches."

She applied red lipstick, cherry flavored lip gloss, and pink lip plumper on me. She also took her special "Volumizer" mascara and put a little on my eyelashes.

"There," she said. "Go knock him dead!"

And she shoved me, locking me out of the bathroom.

I hurried down to the student lounge, and on the way, many people complimented me. Except, obviously, for Bonnie and her "rabbit" crew. But who cares? She isn't even my enemy anymore, since Red's gone.

When I reached the lounge, I waved at Silver and he stood up to greet me.

"Glad you could come," he said pecking my cheek. "You look great."

I blushed. Okay, hint one out of four that this could be a date, proven.

"Th-thanks," I replied bashfully. "You too."

"Mind if I play the movie?" he asked.

"Go ahead," I said.

He sat down and selected "The Avengers" on Netflix.

As the movie started, I sat down next to him.

At one point, I felt his arm snake around my waist, and pull me closer to him. I blushed. Okay, hint two out of four proven.

I enjoyed watching the movie. My favorite part of "The Avengers" is when Hawkeye shoots an arrow to Loki, and Loki catches it, and he does the "bitch, please" face, and suddenly the arrow explodes and sends him flying. (Actual scene from the movie.)

Once the movie ended, I stood up and stretched.

"Ahhh," I yawned. "That was fun. Thanks for the invitation, Silver." I pecked his cheek. "What next?"

Silver smiled. "How about a meatball sub downtown?"

I blinked. Hint three out of four proven.

"Great!" I cheered. "Let's get moving!"

And I grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the building.

I laughed as Silver walked me to my dorm at the girl's building.

"And then, the old lady in the meme said, 'bitch, butter is everything'. Hahah, I laughed SO hard!" I said.

When we stopped at my dorm's door, I scanned our surroundings.

Throughout the building, the hallway lights were all out, but it's custom from both dormitories to have light's out two hours before curfew. Which on both sides, curfew is eleven at night.

The only signs of light at those times are the few trails that escape from under the shut doors.

I blushed. In summary, this technically was a date. A very simple one, but a date I enjoyed, nonetheless.

I looked straight at Silver. I got a crazy idea.

"Hey, uhh...can you do me a favor?" I asked.

Silver shrugged. "I guess. What's up?"

I gulped. "Well, you see, we're meeting a lot lately—"

"Yeah."

"And well, every time we greet each other, we give friendly pecks on each other's cheeks, and—"

"Uh-huh," he interrupted.

"I know we're not together or anything," I continued, "But—"

"Lyra," Silver cut in, "You want a goodnight's kiss?"

I ducked my head. "Yeah, kind of...yes?"

Silver lifted up my chin and quickly pressed his lips on mine. Shortly.

"Goodnight," he said turning around.

I grabbed his collar and turned him around. "Oh," I said, "Come on. I thought you could do better, Silver. Frankly."

He frowned. "What do you want me to do?"

I stood on the tips of my toes to get closer to him. "Cooperate."

And I pressed my lips on his. At first he was wide-eyed, but then he cooperated by moving his lips and holding my waist.

The kiss lasted about two minutes. I know, that's a lot, but hey, I kind of wanted to kiss him.

When I let go, I smirked. "Heheh. See you tomorrow, Silver," I teased.

And quickly, I disappeared into my room.

I sighed and felt my lips with my fingers. Dang, Silver is great kissing.

Then I noticed Dawn smiling at me.

"So, how'd it go?" she asked.

I fiddled with one of my pigtails. "Pretty good," I replied. "We just kissed and-"

"OH MY ARCEUS, you kissed Silver?!" Dawn shrieked.

I held the bridge of my nose. "Don't talk so loud!" I yelled back. "I don't want people to start thinking I'm some grungy slut who suddenly changed boyfriend because he was away!" I said lowly.

I looked around. "Do you know," I whispered, "What would happen if Ethan knew I went on a date with Silver?"
Dawn shook her head. "What?"

I walked close to Dawn and sat down on her bed.

"Ethan would KILL Silver," I whispered even lower. "If you thought Ethan didn't like Red that much, just imagine how much he dislikes Silver."

Dawn thought for a moment and then gasped. "He hates Silver that much?" she asked.

I nodded. "Yes," I said. "And well, mostly because Silver used to treat me pretty trashy when we were on our journey. So being the 'overly protective brother' Ethan is to me, it wouldn't make him happy at all to come back and know about tonight, without knowing beforehand. Which is why this is staying between us, got it?"

Dawn linked pinkies with me. "Got it."

I nodded again. "Wait...where's Bianca?"

Dawn blushed. "She kind of is on a date with Hilbert, and she'll be coming late so...tee-hee, let's say she's having fun."

I blushed. "Oh, Bianca."

I climbed up my bunk bed and pulled up my covers.

"Hey Dawn," I called. "Can you imagine if somebody took pictures of Silver and me? Hah, what a stalker they'd be."

Dawn shook her head. "Yeah, way stalkers. But be careful, we don't want those pictures to end up in wrong hands, ha!"

I laughed. "Ha! Yeah, right."

I turned around. What the hell is wrong with me? Must be sleep deprivation. There is NO way ANYBODY took pictures. Huh, yeah.

Mew: Heheh, that was great. Really heartfelt for soulsilvershipping.

Oshawott: I don't get why it's so heartfe-

Togetic: SHUT UP YOU COLD-HEARTED OTTER! The lady SAID it was heartfelt.

Oshawott: Me? Cold-hearted? Ooh, you're gonna get it, Togetic! *boxing bell dings*

Mew: Uh, boys, what the he-

Oshawott/Togetic: STAY OUT OF THIS MEW!

Mayu: Ugh, could you excuse me? *ductapes the two pokemon* Now, please enjoy this short epilogue!

Mew: Ooh yay! Epilogues!

Epilogue

Silver blinked. He never expected Lyra to be so...so...fierce. Heh, finally, he was getting the treatment he deserved.

Walking down the halls triumphantly, he saw a figure with black hair scurry around a corner. And then he heard three snapshot clicks.

Shrugging it off, he dismissed the idea as a result of fatigue.

Arriving upon his own dormitory, there seemed to hang a small white envelope from the door.

Taking it, he curiously read the writing on the outside of it.

Whoops!

What will a certain

overprotective resident

of this room say,

if the contents of this envelope

fall into wrong hands?

Tee hee,
Have fun!

-Rabbit

Silver, imagining the worst-case scenario, quickly opened the envelope and found inside a picture of his kiss with Lyra.

"The hell?" he muttered. He frighteningly tore the photo and the envelope, and entered his room.

Not long after that, he heard a vaguely familiar giggle, and saw another whip of long black hair swish around the bend.

Mew: OMG! What's gonna happen next? A blackmailer? A formally godforsaken antagonist who'll put on a show?

Togetic: Weeeeeeeeeee! Tune in next time, on Pokémon High School.

Mayu: How did you get free? Oshawott is still tied up.

Togetic: Extrasensory, baby. Remember? You taught me that move.

Mayu: o.0 Huh, who knew that move would apply to such situation?

Well, like promised, tune in next time!

Mew: Buh-bye!