Ok sorry for the delay, but I get easily distracted. I don't own Pokemon and all the
characters are in no way mine but the plot is. Well maybe not the plot because it a pretty
standard plot but the dialogue and details and all that malarkey do belong to me. I want
to thank the people who reviewed my story is means so much to me. THANK YOU!!!!!
And the rest of you please review.
I hope you enjoy the story, this chapter's kinda slow but.. hey you came this far, you may
as well read it and if you do read it. REVIEW it, please?
"What was that?" Misty demanded of herself angrily as she slid into her seat at class.
After she had stormed off from her friends. She held her head down holding her hand up
as if ashamed. Ashamed of what everyone would think. She was embarrassed and there was no two
ways about it.
"What was that?" Misty cried in her mind.
Sometimes she really acted like an idiot; she groaned and buried her face in her arms.
"Oh come on, red it can't be that bad. I'm here," an annoying voice said, trying to be
suave.
Misty sighed and looked knowing exactly whose face she would be looking into.
"Yeah it can, Rudy. You're here," she said in a deliberately distraught voice.
Rudy facefaulted and he walked away to his seat. He could hear the snickers.
"Dude, she's never gonna go out with you" one of his friends told him.
"That's my girl!" Ash said proudly as he collapsed into the seat next to her.
They always sat together, even after a fight, they had as long they had been friends and
that friendship had been pre-sandbox days, which was even before playschool
Ash was still very confused at what had happened earlier but he saw the way Misty had
shot Rudy down instantly and he it made him laugh. That was the Misty he knew, never
afraid to be tough and the take anybody who needed to be taken down a few pegs. Never
afraid to have be herself.
As Ash sat down Misty could feel her cheek warms and she could almost feel the light
pink tint on her usually pale cheeks. (Feeling humiliated is such a sucky time consumer)
Misty thought to herself, annoyed.
. She placed her hand to the side of her face trying to hide the pink tint that was getting
darker. She faced away and when she heard the groan from Ash, she felt bad. She didn't
want him to think that she was mad when she was simply humiliated for behaving the
way she did and was continuing to behave. She turned away and little did Ash know that the
light pink tint had turned into a full scarlet blush.
The maths teacher looked up and did a double take. He scanned the class at the beginning
of class as he always did and he found a pair of blue green eyes looking up at him. He
always watched the small group who always sat by the window. The two pairs of eyes
locked and he noticed that Misty the owner of the sea green eyes, the red head who fully
lived up to the reputation of a fiery redhead was wearing a blush redder than the tee shirt
of her friend Duplica. He liked Misty, she was a smart, funny girl and she was fully
capable of taking care of herself. Sometimes a little too feisty but he liked her as a
student and as a pupil. He liked Ash as well. Ash was a great kid full of charisma and
never stopped trying. But he had tendencies to daydream in class and he wasn't the
greatest at maths. Duplica was smart as well. Duplica was quick-witted and sometimes
that did backfire on him and he often found she was too eager to make a joke but she was
smart and funny. Richie was a very smart kid, laid back and enthusiastic but then other
times he really could be so lazy.
Anyway, he was teacher first and foremost and teach is what he would do. He turned
around with a quick greeting and then began writing up a maths problem on the board.
When he turned around he saw Ash daydreaming and looking into his copy, presumably
imagining some Pokemon battle.
"And maybe you can answer this question, Ash? Since you were paying attention the
whole time?" the teacher asked, suspecting that Ash hadn't been staring attentively up at
board like Misty had been.
Ash looked at the board. The teacher watched him.
"Well its, OW" he suddenly yelled.
Everyone looked at him strangely and he glared down at Misty until, he saw her tapping
her pen off her copy, which had the number 4, scribbled in really big writing. She tapped
on the number and nodded at the question on the board.
"Um four" Ash told the teacher.
"That's correct, alright" the teacher said looking at him suspiciously but turning back to
the board. Ash let out a sigh of relief and slumped into his chair. He opened his notebook
and scribbled in a short note He elbowed Misty and tapped his pencil on the message.
"Thanks but did you have to kick me?"
Misty read it and scribbled something underneath it while Ash faked looking up at the
board attentively.
Misty returned the notebook and looked up at the board. Ash read and smiled to himself.
"Nope but it was more fun that way"
He knew what that gesture had meant, it was an apology, well a Misty apology which
often ended up with a kick but he appreciated it. The class ran smoothly and then came
their last two classes of the day. This was a double English class and the teacher was one
of the most hated in the school. Misty and Ash sat in the corner. Snap had to see the
Principle and Duplica was doing another class at that time, Richie sat in front of Ash and
Misty, and Brock didn't have the same classes at they did.
The teacher walked in, a woman in her mid thirties. The class was talking and to save
face the woman had to lay blame on someone and as it happened Snap walked in a few
moments afterwards.
"Oh decide to grace us with your presence?" she demanded.
"Well I was talking to the"
"This is your first day so I'll go easy on ya, sparky. 20 pg. essay on the importance of
arriving on time" she snapped.
Snap looked at her in disbelief and the rest of the class looked away. Ash and Misty
exchanged glances when Misty yelled out.
"That's not fair," her voice cried out.
The room was silent and her voice bounced off every surface and echoed around the
room. Misty was becoming nervous but she didn't show it. instead she fixed the teacher
with one of " I'm not going take this look"
Everyone turned around in their seats to look at Misty, who was sitting at the side of
class, tapping her pen against the desk.
"Oh really Ms Waterflower. Please stand up and elaborate" the woman barked in a tone
that had the class shrinking into their seats even though they weren't even in trouble.
Misty however brushed some of the stray hair out of her eyes and stood up, in an
opposing stance.
"How is it not fair, Ms Waterflower?"
"He was talking to the principal and you know you can't punish him for that, you just
trying to find a scapegoat. You can't punish someone because of that" Ash objected.
"A 25 pg. essay for you, then. Wouldn't to punish him unfairly and not you"
Every member of the class took a sharp intake of breath and looked back at Ash and then
Misty, awaiting her reply.
The class knew Misty would always stand up for Ash. Most of the class had been
attending the same schools all their lives. Some of them even knew each other form
playschool. Not many though.
Misty stared at the teacher with cold eyes. Ash knew how icy her stare could become and
he REALLY knew how intimidating that could be.
"He's right and you know it" Misty said.
"I gotta agree with him, well both of them" Richie added as he leaned back on the back
two legs of the chair
The teacher who had turned red at this stage, from anger and embarrassment stalked
through the class and slammed her hands on Richies desk, glaring at all three of them.
Her angry glare turned malicious and a cruel smile crept across her face.
"Then I guess I'll have no choice but to give you all detention" she said, then spun on her
heel and glared at Snap who was staring frozen at the front of the class .
"You too, whatever your name is, now get to your seat" she barked. Snap scampered
down the aisle and slipped into the empty seat next to Richie. The teacher{ yes I know I
gave her no name, but I didn't feel like it} walked back up the front of the class and
turned to the whole class. Picking up her chalk she turned and began scribbling furiously
on the board.
"Now back to the subject at hand, Justice is the theme of our English studies at the
moment " she called out.
Ash groaned as he glanced down at his detention slip.
"So that was a fair and reasonable English studies class" Misty remarked sarcastically as
she and Ash headed towards the detention room.
"Hi Ash" a female voice purred. Ash looked over and saw Giselle approaching him.
Misty sighed and rolled her eyes before looking away.
"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to step on anyone's toes" she said, looking at Misty, fake
sincerity dripping from her voice.
Misty's fists clenched by her side and she gritted her teeth but Giselle swung her gaze
back at Ash.
"Don't worry. You could totally take her" a female voice consoled behind her and Misty
turned around to see Duplica smiling reassuringly.
"Yeah" Misty said with a sigh.
"And you know I'd be your back -up"
Misty smiled at this.
"So anyway what happened, I heard there was a big blow up at your English class and
four of you got detention"
"That's exactly what happened"
"That is harsh"
Giselle was still talking to Ash who becoming uncomfortable, he had never been any
good with flirting girls. He grew up with Misty and in a way that's what he thought all
girls were like or should have been like and Misty never flirted with him.
"Giselle, I'm glad I caught up to you," a man cried walking up to him. Giselle facefaulted
and turned to him.
"Yes Sir?"
"Well its about this essay you had to do over the Summer, well it suspiciously looks like a
chapter out of this book and oh look.. it is. Isn't that a hoot, could you tell me why that
is?" the man asked wearing a smirk.
"Well I, Mr Mullins, lets be reasonable here if I go to detention then that's less of time I
can dedicate practising"
"Giselle you're a very talented young lady"
"That's true Mr Mullins but "
"And I would hate to think that I took away from your talents"
"Exactly"
"But I'll live, detention after school, Giselle. Maybe if you're really good you may get to
show off your amazing talents" Mr Mullins said with a chuckle as he walked away.
"People are so unreasonable, sometimes" Giselle barked as she turned on her heel and
stalked off. The battalion followed loyally.
"C'mon I'll walk you guys to the detention room is" Duplica offered, Ash followed her
and Misty paused looking at Snap.
"You coming, shutter bug?" she asked teasingly.
Snap hoped that his blush wasn't too evident but it seemed not to be as Misty threw an
arm around her shoulder and walked with him chatting. Misty didn't see guys as potential
boyfriends, she saw them as friends who were boys and never acted differently around
boys. Well except Rudy but then he acted differently around her than most other boys.
No other boys tried to chat her up to the extent that Rudy did and her friends never
made a move so in turn she treated her male friends like brothers so wasn't bothered by
her own actions. She didn't think twice about them.
The all stopped when they reached a door. Duplica waved at them and walked out the
main entrance, a little lonely as most of her friends were in detention. She met up with
Brock and they walked home.
"Hey Brock?" Duplica asked nervously as they were walking home
"Yeah" I
"I think I like someone as more than a friend but he seems head over heels with
somebody who doesn't even seem to notice that he's a guy. She just sees another friend
but I see more than that, what should I do?" she asked quickly, her face quickly changing
to a bright red.
"Duplica I like you as a friend but"
"Not you!"
"Opps sorry"
"Well come on give me some guru advice"
"What? Sorry Plica but I'm no guru. Just give this guy time," Brock suggested.
"Um ok" Duplica said, unsure of the advice but paused at a house.
"Well you've been very gallant to walk him home," she said as she began to walk towards
the front door of the nice white two storey house. The picket fence she laid her hand on
wobbled under touch and glowed brightly and in a flash had transformed into a Ditto.
The mailbox had a similar reaction but had transformed into a smaller Ditto. Duplica
giggled and scooped them both up into her arms and rubbed her cheek off them
affectionately.
"Gallant, that's another word to the list of words I've been called by girls"
Duplica gave him a funny look but smiled.
"You do that, Brock. I'll see you later"
"By the way, do you know where the other guys are?"
"They caught a bad case of Detentionitis and are currently recovering in detention"
"Ooh highly contagious. Bye Duplica"
"See ya, Brock"
Brock began making his own way home smiling to himself thinking of his friends in
detention. He had to admit; detention didn't seem quite as unbearable if you had your
best friends there and best friends who were as amusing as his were.
Elsewhere back at the detention room.
Misty sighed the clipboard that hung off the door with unusual aggression.
"Misty you write on that an harder and you'll crack the door" Ash remarked as he
watched her form his seat on top of the desk closest to the door.
"Hey you know what they say. The pen is mightier than the sword" Richie replied.
"Yeah but that's not very true is it?" Ash asked.
Snap looked at the clipboard listening in to small parts of the conversation that Richie
and Ash were well conversing in.
"Dude it's a pen. What's it going to do leak blue ink on you?" Ash. Misty shook her head
and sighed and she flopped onto the desk next to Richie, Ash had stood up to argue his
point and for the dramatic aspect of it.
"It's not literally a pen versus a sword, Ash," she said.
"Yeah its like writing something, you know using your intellect is stronger than using
force"
"What makes you two so sure you're right. You said a pen and a sword, the size in itself
in enough to.."
"Hey guys" Snap called out causing them all to look up from the debate that wouldn't be
going anywhere soon. Ash walked over.
"What's the deal with clipboard?" he asked.
"Oh you sign it to prove you were at detention, see you sign in when you arrive and sign
off when you leave. like clocking in" Ash explained, signing his name and handing the
pen to Snap.
"Oh right"
|"You never had anything like that in your old school?" Misty asked.
"Not really" Snap admitted.
Giselle walked in that moment standing at the door to look at her friends.
"Well, girls?" she asked expectantly, apparently not even noticing Richie, Snap, Ash and
Misty.
"Sorry, we couldn't get into detention. We tried everything we could think of" her friend
babbled apologetically while Misty smirked.
"Because that's sooo extensive" she muttered to Richie.
"Laurie even mooned Mr Mullins"
The small group of four burst out laughing at that and Giselle turned and glared at them.
"It's not funny" she growled at them.
"You are very wrong, Giselle. Its very funny" Richie choked out between laughs and then
all began laughing again. .
"Well what happened?" Giselle demanded.
" They sent Laurie to the school psychologist" a girl named Leena told her.
"We don't have a school psychologist," Misty said, sounding puzzled.
"They called one in"
"Or maybe they just sent Laurie home" Richie suggested.
One of the girls looked very confused.
"They could have done that to, we don't know
"Well if we do get a psychologist, we can finally send Misty to therapy" Giselle said, with
a mocking smile.
"Oh look there goes the janitor, maybe you can all go flash him" Misty suggested with a
bright smile.
She was enjoying this and it was obvious.
Mr Mullins walked in and the girls and scurried away. Giselle signed the list on the
clipboard and reluctantly found a seat by the window.
"Ok so do some homework or something of that sort" Mr Mullins called out. Misty and
Ash sighed and began playing a game of hangman, Richie laid his head on the table and
began to sleep. Snap stared down at his schoolbook lost in his own thought. Thinking
back on his first day, he had some really amazing people who were his new friends.
Although he was in detention, he felt great. As far as first days go, this was a pretty
fantastic one.
To be continued.
Ok that's it. So please review or if you want to get in touch with me my email address is
Doddlebabe@hotmail.com.
Lots of love
Nibbs
characters are in no way mine but the plot is. Well maybe not the plot because it a pretty
standard plot but the dialogue and details and all that malarkey do belong to me. I want
to thank the people who reviewed my story is means so much to me. THANK YOU!!!!!
And the rest of you please review.
I hope you enjoy the story, this chapter's kinda slow but.. hey you came this far, you may
as well read it and if you do read it. REVIEW it, please?
"What was that?" Misty demanded of herself angrily as she slid into her seat at class.
After she had stormed off from her friends. She held her head down holding her hand up
as if ashamed. Ashamed of what everyone would think. She was embarrassed and there was no two
ways about it.
"What was that?" Misty cried in her mind.
Sometimes she really acted like an idiot; she groaned and buried her face in her arms.
"Oh come on, red it can't be that bad. I'm here," an annoying voice said, trying to be
suave.
Misty sighed and looked knowing exactly whose face she would be looking into.
"Yeah it can, Rudy. You're here," she said in a deliberately distraught voice.
Rudy facefaulted and he walked away to his seat. He could hear the snickers.
"Dude, she's never gonna go out with you" one of his friends told him.
"That's my girl!" Ash said proudly as he collapsed into the seat next to her.
They always sat together, even after a fight, they had as long they had been friends and
that friendship had been pre-sandbox days, which was even before playschool
Ash was still very confused at what had happened earlier but he saw the way Misty had
shot Rudy down instantly and he it made him laugh. That was the Misty he knew, never
afraid to be tough and the take anybody who needed to be taken down a few pegs. Never
afraid to have be herself.
As Ash sat down Misty could feel her cheek warms and she could almost feel the light
pink tint on her usually pale cheeks. (Feeling humiliated is such a sucky time consumer)
Misty thought to herself, annoyed.
. She placed her hand to the side of her face trying to hide the pink tint that was getting
darker. She faced away and when she heard the groan from Ash, she felt bad. She didn't
want him to think that she was mad when she was simply humiliated for behaving the
way she did and was continuing to behave. She turned away and little did Ash know that the
light pink tint had turned into a full scarlet blush.
The maths teacher looked up and did a double take. He scanned the class at the beginning
of class as he always did and he found a pair of blue green eyes looking up at him. He
always watched the small group who always sat by the window. The two pairs of eyes
locked and he noticed that Misty the owner of the sea green eyes, the red head who fully
lived up to the reputation of a fiery redhead was wearing a blush redder than the tee shirt
of her friend Duplica. He liked Misty, she was a smart, funny girl and she was fully
capable of taking care of herself. Sometimes a little too feisty but he liked her as a
student and as a pupil. He liked Ash as well. Ash was a great kid full of charisma and
never stopped trying. But he had tendencies to daydream in class and he wasn't the
greatest at maths. Duplica was smart as well. Duplica was quick-witted and sometimes
that did backfire on him and he often found she was too eager to make a joke but she was
smart and funny. Richie was a very smart kid, laid back and enthusiastic but then other
times he really could be so lazy.
Anyway, he was teacher first and foremost and teach is what he would do. He turned
around with a quick greeting and then began writing up a maths problem on the board.
When he turned around he saw Ash daydreaming and looking into his copy, presumably
imagining some Pokemon battle.
"And maybe you can answer this question, Ash? Since you were paying attention the
whole time?" the teacher asked, suspecting that Ash hadn't been staring attentively up at
board like Misty had been.
Ash looked at the board. The teacher watched him.
"Well its, OW" he suddenly yelled.
Everyone looked at him strangely and he glared down at Misty until, he saw her tapping
her pen off her copy, which had the number 4, scribbled in really big writing. She tapped
on the number and nodded at the question on the board.
"Um four" Ash told the teacher.
"That's correct, alright" the teacher said looking at him suspiciously but turning back to
the board. Ash let out a sigh of relief and slumped into his chair. He opened his notebook
and scribbled in a short note He elbowed Misty and tapped his pencil on the message.
"Thanks but did you have to kick me?"
Misty read it and scribbled something underneath it while Ash faked looking up at the
board attentively.
Misty returned the notebook and looked up at the board. Ash read and smiled to himself.
"Nope but it was more fun that way"
He knew what that gesture had meant, it was an apology, well a Misty apology which
often ended up with a kick but he appreciated it. The class ran smoothly and then came
their last two classes of the day. This was a double English class and the teacher was one
of the most hated in the school. Misty and Ash sat in the corner. Snap had to see the
Principle and Duplica was doing another class at that time, Richie sat in front of Ash and
Misty, and Brock didn't have the same classes at they did.
The teacher walked in, a woman in her mid thirties. The class was talking and to save
face the woman had to lay blame on someone and as it happened Snap walked in a few
moments afterwards.
"Oh decide to grace us with your presence?" she demanded.
"Well I was talking to the"
"This is your first day so I'll go easy on ya, sparky. 20 pg. essay on the importance of
arriving on time" she snapped.
Snap looked at her in disbelief and the rest of the class looked away. Ash and Misty
exchanged glances when Misty yelled out.
"That's not fair," her voice cried out.
The room was silent and her voice bounced off every surface and echoed around the
room. Misty was becoming nervous but she didn't show it. instead she fixed the teacher
with one of " I'm not going take this look"
Everyone turned around in their seats to look at Misty, who was sitting at the side of
class, tapping her pen against the desk.
"Oh really Ms Waterflower. Please stand up and elaborate" the woman barked in a tone
that had the class shrinking into their seats even though they weren't even in trouble.
Misty however brushed some of the stray hair out of her eyes and stood up, in an
opposing stance.
"How is it not fair, Ms Waterflower?"
"He was talking to the principal and you know you can't punish him for that, you just
trying to find a scapegoat. You can't punish someone because of that" Ash objected.
"A 25 pg. essay for you, then. Wouldn't to punish him unfairly and not you"
Every member of the class took a sharp intake of breath and looked back at Ash and then
Misty, awaiting her reply.
The class knew Misty would always stand up for Ash. Most of the class had been
attending the same schools all their lives. Some of them even knew each other form
playschool. Not many though.
Misty stared at the teacher with cold eyes. Ash knew how icy her stare could become and
he REALLY knew how intimidating that could be.
"He's right and you know it" Misty said.
"I gotta agree with him, well both of them" Richie added as he leaned back on the back
two legs of the chair
The teacher who had turned red at this stage, from anger and embarrassment stalked
through the class and slammed her hands on Richies desk, glaring at all three of them.
Her angry glare turned malicious and a cruel smile crept across her face.
"Then I guess I'll have no choice but to give you all detention" she said, then spun on her
heel and glared at Snap who was staring frozen at the front of the class .
"You too, whatever your name is, now get to your seat" she barked. Snap scampered
down the aisle and slipped into the empty seat next to Richie. The teacher{ yes I know I
gave her no name, but I didn't feel like it} walked back up the front of the class and
turned to the whole class. Picking up her chalk she turned and began scribbling furiously
on the board.
"Now back to the subject at hand, Justice is the theme of our English studies at the
moment " she called out.
Ash groaned as he glanced down at his detention slip.
"So that was a fair and reasonable English studies class" Misty remarked sarcastically as
she and Ash headed towards the detention room.
"Hi Ash" a female voice purred. Ash looked over and saw Giselle approaching him.
Misty sighed and rolled her eyes before looking away.
"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to step on anyone's toes" she said, looking at Misty, fake
sincerity dripping from her voice.
Misty's fists clenched by her side and she gritted her teeth but Giselle swung her gaze
back at Ash.
"Don't worry. You could totally take her" a female voice consoled behind her and Misty
turned around to see Duplica smiling reassuringly.
"Yeah" Misty said with a sigh.
"And you know I'd be your back -up"
Misty smiled at this.
"So anyway what happened, I heard there was a big blow up at your English class and
four of you got detention"
"That's exactly what happened"
"That is harsh"
Giselle was still talking to Ash who becoming uncomfortable, he had never been any
good with flirting girls. He grew up with Misty and in a way that's what he thought all
girls were like or should have been like and Misty never flirted with him.
"Giselle, I'm glad I caught up to you," a man cried walking up to him. Giselle facefaulted
and turned to him.
"Yes Sir?"
"Well its about this essay you had to do over the Summer, well it suspiciously looks like a
chapter out of this book and oh look.. it is. Isn't that a hoot, could you tell me why that
is?" the man asked wearing a smirk.
"Well I, Mr Mullins, lets be reasonable here if I go to detention then that's less of time I
can dedicate practising"
"Giselle you're a very talented young lady"
"That's true Mr Mullins but "
"And I would hate to think that I took away from your talents"
"Exactly"
"But I'll live, detention after school, Giselle. Maybe if you're really good you may get to
show off your amazing talents" Mr Mullins said with a chuckle as he walked away.
"People are so unreasonable, sometimes" Giselle barked as she turned on her heel and
stalked off. The battalion followed loyally.
"C'mon I'll walk you guys to the detention room is" Duplica offered, Ash followed her
and Misty paused looking at Snap.
"You coming, shutter bug?" she asked teasingly.
Snap hoped that his blush wasn't too evident but it seemed not to be as Misty threw an
arm around her shoulder and walked with him chatting. Misty didn't see guys as potential
boyfriends, she saw them as friends who were boys and never acted differently around
boys. Well except Rudy but then he acted differently around her than most other boys.
No other boys tried to chat her up to the extent that Rudy did and her friends never
made a move so in turn she treated her male friends like brothers so wasn't bothered by
her own actions. She didn't think twice about them.
The all stopped when they reached a door. Duplica waved at them and walked out the
main entrance, a little lonely as most of her friends were in detention. She met up with
Brock and they walked home.
"Hey Brock?" Duplica asked nervously as they were walking home
"Yeah" I
"I think I like someone as more than a friend but he seems head over heels with
somebody who doesn't even seem to notice that he's a guy. She just sees another friend
but I see more than that, what should I do?" she asked quickly, her face quickly changing
to a bright red.
"Duplica I like you as a friend but"
"Not you!"
"Opps sorry"
"Well come on give me some guru advice"
"What? Sorry Plica but I'm no guru. Just give this guy time," Brock suggested.
"Um ok" Duplica said, unsure of the advice but paused at a house.
"Well you've been very gallant to walk him home," she said as she began to walk towards
the front door of the nice white two storey house. The picket fence she laid her hand on
wobbled under touch and glowed brightly and in a flash had transformed into a Ditto.
The mailbox had a similar reaction but had transformed into a smaller Ditto. Duplica
giggled and scooped them both up into her arms and rubbed her cheek off them
affectionately.
"Gallant, that's another word to the list of words I've been called by girls"
Duplica gave him a funny look but smiled.
"You do that, Brock. I'll see you later"
"By the way, do you know where the other guys are?"
"They caught a bad case of Detentionitis and are currently recovering in detention"
"Ooh highly contagious. Bye Duplica"
"See ya, Brock"
Brock began making his own way home smiling to himself thinking of his friends in
detention. He had to admit; detention didn't seem quite as unbearable if you had your
best friends there and best friends who were as amusing as his were.
Elsewhere back at the detention room.
Misty sighed the clipboard that hung off the door with unusual aggression.
"Misty you write on that an harder and you'll crack the door" Ash remarked as he
watched her form his seat on top of the desk closest to the door.
"Hey you know what they say. The pen is mightier than the sword" Richie replied.
"Yeah but that's not very true is it?" Ash asked.
Snap looked at the clipboard listening in to small parts of the conversation that Richie
and Ash were well conversing in.
"Dude it's a pen. What's it going to do leak blue ink on you?" Ash. Misty shook her head
and sighed and she flopped onto the desk next to Richie, Ash had stood up to argue his
point and for the dramatic aspect of it.
"It's not literally a pen versus a sword, Ash," she said.
"Yeah its like writing something, you know using your intellect is stronger than using
force"
"What makes you two so sure you're right. You said a pen and a sword, the size in itself
in enough to.."
"Hey guys" Snap called out causing them all to look up from the debate that wouldn't be
going anywhere soon. Ash walked over.
"What's the deal with clipboard?" he asked.
"Oh you sign it to prove you were at detention, see you sign in when you arrive and sign
off when you leave. like clocking in" Ash explained, signing his name and handing the
pen to Snap.
"Oh right"
|"You never had anything like that in your old school?" Misty asked.
"Not really" Snap admitted.
Giselle walked in that moment standing at the door to look at her friends.
"Well, girls?" she asked expectantly, apparently not even noticing Richie, Snap, Ash and
Misty.
"Sorry, we couldn't get into detention. We tried everything we could think of" her friend
babbled apologetically while Misty smirked.
"Because that's sooo extensive" she muttered to Richie.
"Laurie even mooned Mr Mullins"
The small group of four burst out laughing at that and Giselle turned and glared at them.
"It's not funny" she growled at them.
"You are very wrong, Giselle. Its very funny" Richie choked out between laughs and then
all began laughing again. .
"Well what happened?" Giselle demanded.
" They sent Laurie to the school psychologist" a girl named Leena told her.
"We don't have a school psychologist," Misty said, sounding puzzled.
"They called one in"
"Or maybe they just sent Laurie home" Richie suggested.
One of the girls looked very confused.
"They could have done that to, we don't know
"Well if we do get a psychologist, we can finally send Misty to therapy" Giselle said, with
a mocking smile.
"Oh look there goes the janitor, maybe you can all go flash him" Misty suggested with a
bright smile.
She was enjoying this and it was obvious.
Mr Mullins walked in and the girls and scurried away. Giselle signed the list on the
clipboard and reluctantly found a seat by the window.
"Ok so do some homework or something of that sort" Mr Mullins called out. Misty and
Ash sighed and began playing a game of hangman, Richie laid his head on the table and
began to sleep. Snap stared down at his schoolbook lost in his own thought. Thinking
back on his first day, he had some really amazing people who were his new friends.
Although he was in detention, he felt great. As far as first days go, this was a pretty
fantastic one.
To be continued.
Ok that's it. So please review or if you want to get in touch with me my email address is
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Nibbs