JAMES POV
I walked down the hall looking for my class. I paused for a second to look at my diary. It said I had to go to
room 604037521 downstairs. "God how many rooms does this school have?" I said stressed to no-one in particular.
I'd already walked up and down the many corridoors practically ten times, and I could never find that one Japanese room.
Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder, a girl with long crimson hair was behind me. She chuckled and asked me where I was going.
"I'm trying to find room 604037521 but I don't think such a room exists," I huffed. The girl took my hand and tugged me down the
hall. When we stopped, I looked up and saw the room I was looknig for! "Thanks uh, um, what was your name again?"
I tried to thank her, but I still hadn't gotten her name.
"Oh sorry. My name's Jessie. I'm a newbie here too, I just so happen to be able to know where I'm going.
And what was your name?" the girl answered. We both started walking into the Japanese room.
"My name's James. Pleased ta meetcha," I replied. I went to an empty desk near the back. Jessie followed and sat next to me.
"Hey! Wass your name?" a boy who seemed to be at the age of 8 looked at me.
"I'm James. What's your name?" I replied. The boy just kept staring at me. I started to get uncomfortable.
"ASH! IT'S VERY RUDE TO STARE!" an orange-headed girl about the same age, maybe 9 yelled at Ash. She threw her
eraser at him.
"Gee sorry Misty," Ash said sarcastically. The orange girl sighed and turned to Jessie and I.
"Sorry, Ash is just a little odd-ball. I'm Misty," the girl apoligised.
I could see Ash scowling at the word 'odd-ball'.
Jessie held her hand out for a handshake and introducing herself. The girls decided to meet each other outside near
the cafeteria at first break. Ash and I agreed to go with them (actually Jessie invited me). By then our teacher came in.
He introduced himself as Mr. Eglington.
"I thought that since this is a Japanese class, I'd use your Japanese names," Mr. Eglington said cheerily.
He pointed at everyone in the class.
"You, Jessie, are Musashi," he said pointing at Jessie.
"Ash, you are Satoshi," he said pointing to Ash, "Hey, the same name as the founder of Pokemon! Lucky you," he added.
Ash blushed.
"Misty, you're Kasumi and James, you're Kojiro," he said pointing at Misty and I.
I was proud of my name. I was one of the legendary swordsmen in Japan, Jessie must be feeling the same because
she was the other legendary swordsman (or should I say swordsWOMAN?)
Mr. Eglington started talking, and we took notes. The usual school business. Though his lecture was interesting.
He talked about the original pokemon names, and tought us the original, Japanese version of both our pokeraps.
"And the ending pokemon is Popo. Now I want you to be able to memorise at least two versions of either pokerap in Japanese.
It will be due by Wednesday," Mr. Eglington finished his lecture. Everyone wrote that in their diaries and started to pack up.
The teacher stopped us. I looked up confused. He explained that we still had 10 minutes left so we would do something fun.
He asked for four people to volunteer to come up. Ash, Misty, Jessie and I all volunteered. Mr. Eglington welcomed us up.
Then he wrote the character 'o' on the board. He asked someone, to give him something, that that 'o' looked like.
The kid tried, "crossdressing cheerleaders?".
Mr. Eglington smiled and whispered something in Jessie's ear. The look on her face afterwards told me that it was soemthing embarrassing.
She looked up and down at me and blushed even more. When she turned to look at Ash she burst out laughing. She whispered in my ear what we would
have to do. As I looked at Ash I started chuckling too. Ash fumed and demanded to know what was going on.
5 minutes later...
Misty was wearing a pinkish-red leotard with a Goldeen's tail on the back. Jessie was in a blue soldier costume.
I was in a pink tutu. I thought I looked even worse than Ash but the girls didn't think so. Ash was wearing
a yellow dress, with pink daisies on the sleeves and bottom of the dress. Ash was also wearing high-heels.
We were all blushing like crazy. A boy in the middle row made a wolf whistle at me. I blushed even redder than
Jessie's hair. Jessie started fuming too. She started singing solo and dancing around. By the way of her voice, it sounded
like she needed some help, so I joined in too.
"U-G-L-Y you ain't got no alibi you ugly! Hey hey! You ugly! What you really need is to wear a mask and book that plastic
surgeon fast boy. You're hairy, you're scary, I heard about you. You're that main attraction at the City Zoo.
You're so big and ugly and your belly full of flab. When you wear a coat people shout, CAB!" we sang.
Everybody knew the words and started singing too. One brave kid turned the sterio on full blast to the song of 'UGLY'
and joined in singing. Now everyone was pointing and dissing at the kid (his name turned out to be Tracey) who had originally made me feel like a fool.
Finally I faintly heard a bell sound for first break. Mr. Eglington hastily shoved us outside the door and turned the music off.
He tried to pretend that what we just did displeased him, but I saw him smiling. Cool!
At first break we all sat down laughing about our first Japanese lesson. Misty excused herself to go to the bathroom.
While we were talking a girl came up to us. She had fairly long brown hair. "You know what? I got a pink, ribbon in my hair,"
she said in a deep accent. She came and sat down next to us.
"Good for you," I said cheerfully, though through muffled laughs.
"I got a pink ribbon in my hair too," Jessie pointed at her clip. It had pink glitter on it, but that was all. She
was trying to muck around with the girl too.
"You got pink sparkles in your hair," the girl replied matter-of-factly, adding emphasis (not purposly( on the r in sparkles.
"Whatcha doin?" the girl asked.
"I'm having a baby," Jessie said smugly trying to fool around with the girl, all in good fun.
Ash pointed at one of Jessie's butterfly clips. "See, these can fly. They're lethal too," Ash grabbed
one and clipped it on his finger, making out it could bite.
"I know you're only joking," the girl said.
Then Misty came back from the bathroom. She sat down next to the girl.
"Hey where'd you come from?" Misty asked innocently.
"I come from Yugoslavia," the girl said smugly in a Yugoslavian accent. She wasn't kidding either.
"No I mean from the school," Misty muffled through her giggles.
"I told you I come from Yugoslavia! Then I went to Malaysia and then to Adelaide, and now I live in this country called
Pokemon Tech," the girl started losing her patience. We all cracked up laughing.
Misty tried to stop her laughing while she said, "Ok well you'd better go back to where you came from. I mean, in this school, the bell's
about to ring." Misty nudged the girl off the bench and the girl started walking away.
"She might go on a plane and fly back to Yugoslavia," I chuckled adding the Yugosalvian accrent she was using on the word
Yugoslavia. Then the school bell rang to go back into classes. I went with Jessie because I noticed that we were in all of the
same classes together. Ash and Misty went their separate ways. Jessie and I continued laughing about that poor, misguided girl.
I walked down the hall looking for my class. I paused for a second to look at my diary. It said I had to go to
room 604037521 downstairs. "God how many rooms does this school have?" I said stressed to no-one in particular.
I'd already walked up and down the many corridoors practically ten times, and I could never find that one Japanese room.
Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder, a girl with long crimson hair was behind me. She chuckled and asked me where I was going.
"I'm trying to find room 604037521 but I don't think such a room exists," I huffed. The girl took my hand and tugged me down the
hall. When we stopped, I looked up and saw the room I was looknig for! "Thanks uh, um, what was your name again?"
I tried to thank her, but I still hadn't gotten her name.
"Oh sorry. My name's Jessie. I'm a newbie here too, I just so happen to be able to know where I'm going.
And what was your name?" the girl answered. We both started walking into the Japanese room.
"My name's James. Pleased ta meetcha," I replied. I went to an empty desk near the back. Jessie followed and sat next to me.
"Hey! Wass your name?" a boy who seemed to be at the age of 8 looked at me.
"I'm James. What's your name?" I replied. The boy just kept staring at me. I started to get uncomfortable.
"ASH! IT'S VERY RUDE TO STARE!" an orange-headed girl about the same age, maybe 9 yelled at Ash. She threw her
eraser at him.
"Gee sorry Misty," Ash said sarcastically. The orange girl sighed and turned to Jessie and I.
"Sorry, Ash is just a little odd-ball. I'm Misty," the girl apoligised.
I could see Ash scowling at the word 'odd-ball'.
Jessie held her hand out for a handshake and introducing herself. The girls decided to meet each other outside near
the cafeteria at first break. Ash and I agreed to go with them (actually Jessie invited me). By then our teacher came in.
He introduced himself as Mr. Eglington.
"I thought that since this is a Japanese class, I'd use your Japanese names," Mr. Eglington said cheerily.
He pointed at everyone in the class.
"You, Jessie, are Musashi," he said pointing at Jessie.
"Ash, you are Satoshi," he said pointing to Ash, "Hey, the same name as the founder of Pokemon! Lucky you," he added.
Ash blushed.
"Misty, you're Kasumi and James, you're Kojiro," he said pointing at Misty and I.
I was proud of my name. I was one of the legendary swordsmen in Japan, Jessie must be feeling the same because
she was the other legendary swordsman (or should I say swordsWOMAN?)
Mr. Eglington started talking, and we took notes. The usual school business. Though his lecture was interesting.
He talked about the original pokemon names, and tought us the original, Japanese version of both our pokeraps.
"And the ending pokemon is Popo. Now I want you to be able to memorise at least two versions of either pokerap in Japanese.
It will be due by Wednesday," Mr. Eglington finished his lecture. Everyone wrote that in their diaries and started to pack up.
The teacher stopped us. I looked up confused. He explained that we still had 10 minutes left so we would do something fun.
He asked for four people to volunteer to come up. Ash, Misty, Jessie and I all volunteered. Mr. Eglington welcomed us up.
Then he wrote the character 'o' on the board. He asked someone, to give him something, that that 'o' looked like.
The kid tried, "crossdressing cheerleaders?".
Mr. Eglington smiled and whispered something in Jessie's ear. The look on her face afterwards told me that it was soemthing embarrassing.
She looked up and down at me and blushed even more. When she turned to look at Ash she burst out laughing. She whispered in my ear what we would
have to do. As I looked at Ash I started chuckling too. Ash fumed and demanded to know what was going on.
5 minutes later...
Misty was wearing a pinkish-red leotard with a Goldeen's tail on the back. Jessie was in a blue soldier costume.
I was in a pink tutu. I thought I looked even worse than Ash but the girls didn't think so. Ash was wearing
a yellow dress, with pink daisies on the sleeves and bottom of the dress. Ash was also wearing high-heels.
We were all blushing like crazy. A boy in the middle row made a wolf whistle at me. I blushed even redder than
Jessie's hair. Jessie started fuming too. She started singing solo and dancing around. By the way of her voice, it sounded
like she needed some help, so I joined in too.
"U-G-L-Y you ain't got no alibi you ugly! Hey hey! You ugly! What you really need is to wear a mask and book that plastic
surgeon fast boy. You're hairy, you're scary, I heard about you. You're that main attraction at the City Zoo.
You're so big and ugly and your belly full of flab. When you wear a coat people shout, CAB!" we sang.
Everybody knew the words and started singing too. One brave kid turned the sterio on full blast to the song of 'UGLY'
and joined in singing. Now everyone was pointing and dissing at the kid (his name turned out to be Tracey) who had originally made me feel like a fool.
Finally I faintly heard a bell sound for first break. Mr. Eglington hastily shoved us outside the door and turned the music off.
He tried to pretend that what we just did displeased him, but I saw him smiling. Cool!
At first break we all sat down laughing about our first Japanese lesson. Misty excused herself to go to the bathroom.
While we were talking a girl came up to us. She had fairly long brown hair. "You know what? I got a pink, ribbon in my hair,"
she said in a deep accent. She came and sat down next to us.
"Good for you," I said cheerfully, though through muffled laughs.
"I got a pink ribbon in my hair too," Jessie pointed at her clip. It had pink glitter on it, but that was all. She
was trying to muck around with the girl too.
"You got pink sparkles in your hair," the girl replied matter-of-factly, adding emphasis (not purposly( on the r in sparkles.
"Whatcha doin?" the girl asked.
"I'm having a baby," Jessie said smugly trying to fool around with the girl, all in good fun.
Ash pointed at one of Jessie's butterfly clips. "See, these can fly. They're lethal too," Ash grabbed
one and clipped it on his finger, making out it could bite.
"I know you're only joking," the girl said.
Then Misty came back from the bathroom. She sat down next to the girl.
"Hey where'd you come from?" Misty asked innocently.
"I come from Yugoslavia," the girl said smugly in a Yugoslavian accent. She wasn't kidding either.
"No I mean from the school," Misty muffled through her giggles.
"I told you I come from Yugoslavia! Then I went to Malaysia and then to Adelaide, and now I live in this country called
Pokemon Tech," the girl started losing her patience. We all cracked up laughing.
Misty tried to stop her laughing while she said, "Ok well you'd better go back to where you came from. I mean, in this school, the bell's
about to ring." Misty nudged the girl off the bench and the girl started walking away.
"She might go on a plane and fly back to Yugoslavia," I chuckled adding the Yugosalvian accrent she was using on the word
Yugoslavia. Then the school bell rang to go back into classes. I went with Jessie because I noticed that we were in all of the
same classes together. Ash and Misty went their separate ways. Jessie and I continued laughing about that poor, misguided girl.