Author's Note: Yes, you will have to show me up Midnight! Tee-hee! I never thought I'd have so much fun writing a Pokemon fanfic. I thought it'd be such a chore. But it seems even more fun than a Harvest Moon fanfic! Yes, I'm sure Ashley is a lot like you Midnight!
Chapter Two: News Already!Walking down the hallway, Ashley, Des, Stan, and the floating Alec and Mawile, turned off at a corridor, heading into another classroom. Opening the doors, they let themselves in, Alec hitting himself on the roof of the classroom, thanks to Stan beginning to tease him.
Des and Ashley took their seats in the back, Ashley not bothering to return Stan to his Pokeball. Ashley seemed to have almost forgotten that Stan was still controlling Alec and Mawile's movements.
The other students gave glances towards the back, towards Stan, Ashley, and Des, and particularly Alec and Mawile, floating in mid-air. One student called out," Hey Alec! You're flying!" obviously not noticing Stan's hands glow a brilliant purple, which Alec and Mawile shared.
Alec narrowed his eyes, and was about to reply, but Ashley did for him," No shit kid."
The student narrowed her eyes on Ashley, finding it strange that a fourteen year old would call herself, a sixteen-year-old senior student, a kid. She returned her gaze to the board, where Mrs. Casey now was, waiting for everyone's attention. Ashley turned around, and peered into her desk, rummaging through it for yet another piece of gum.
Mrs. Casey looked over each student, and immediately noticed Stan," Ashley! Why is Stan out of his Pokeball?" Mrs. Casey bellowed. She knew all of Ashley's Pokemon, for she bragged about them in class all the time now.
Ashley looked up from rummaging," Because Stan is helping Alec and Mawile." She then seemed to blush at the mentioning of Alec.
" Why?"
" Because Alec broke his leg, so Stan needs to help him along."
Mrs. Casey groaned," Alexander has not broken his leg Ashley! This is another one of your little excuses, isn't it? Now, order Stan to stop his psychic attack, and place them both on the ground."
Ashley moaned, then looked to Stan," You heard her boy. We get no fun in this class." Ashley complained.
Stan seemed quite disappointed, but did as Mrs. Casey ordered. His hands faded out of the purple, along with Alec and Mawile, and they returned to the ground. Alec then returned Mawile, and walked towards his seat near the front of the class, glancing at Ashley, who looked the other way.
Mrs. Casey sighed," Now, thank you Ashley! On with the lesson!" Mrs. Casey turned her back to the class, picking up a marker; she began to write on the board. " Now, for tips. Remember to always keep your Pokemon's HPS in a reasonable area. No one likes anyone who leaves their Pokemon with barely any HPS and is burned. Remember, you must heal if you are going to win this. And brute strength, again, is not the only way to win a battle. Actually, it might be the worst way. Speed is very, very important. For speed allows your Pokemon to get in a quick hit, and dodge without taking any damage."
Ashley yawned, resting her head on her hand as she popped a piece of gum into her mouth, looking towards the ceiling.
Des watched intently, even taking down notes.
Ashley noticed this, and looked to Des," Why are you taking down notes? You're the smartest one in here. You can memorize about anything. This stuff is actually pretty easy."
Des retorted, not looking up from his notepad, and luckily not crushing the pencil," So I can review them. And with your grades in here, I don't think you would call this so-called easy."
Ashley narrowed her eyes, blowing a bubble, she popped it and began to chew it again," Watch it Flygon boy. Just because your brain somehow grew because of that Flygon DNA injected into you when you were younger doesn't mean you get to boss me around know-it-all."
" Maybe I know it all because I listen."
Ashley snorted, rolling her eyes as they rested back on the board. Ashley began to chew her gum again, looking to the clock as it ticked slowly. It was almost time to be let out of school, and finally go home.
Ashley then looked back at Des, still intently writing out his notes. She then glanced over at everyone else's desks, glancing at what they were doing. Some were taking notes as well, mostly the smart ones. A few, preps as she suspected, were painting their fingernails of shades of blue and pink in their desks, and passing notes at the same time. Someone was also eating a Subway sandwich. She rolled her eyes, and then looked back at the board.
" Now class. Finishing up this lesson, please remember not to push your Pokemon too hard. If you do, especially with a Pokemon that will evolve based on your friendship with it and certain moves that require a friendship with your Pokemon, your partnership will not be a successful one. The Pokemon will never evolve, and the attack will be too weak to do much harm, unless it is Frustration," Mrs. Casey explained. She then looked to her watch," Well, that's all for today class. After out little episode today, do remember to be careful. I will let you out early today, and only today. I will not get soft on any of you. Goodbye everyone! See you tomorrow!" she dismissed.
Everyone began pouring out of their seats, running through the doorway in a rush to get home quickly. Des and Ashley were the last ones out, thanks to Des getting his claw stuck in the desk after trying to pull his things out. Alec had been the first out of the room in a rush. Walking out of the classroom, they made their way to their lockers, next to each other.
" At least that old hag didn't give us any homework." Ashley said with relief tingling in her voice, as she opened her locker, incredibly messy, and managed to pull out her black and orange backpack and set it on the floor.
Des nodded in agreement," Meaning, I have no homework! Yes!" he yelled for joy, taking out his backpack that was dark green and brown from his tidy locker.
Ashley raised an eyebrow, looking to Des, she smirked," Got something to do at home?" she asked, slamming her locker door and locking it.
Des shrugged," Not really. I just don't want homework. Although, other than studying for that test that Mr. Mew is assigning us. But that's next week, giving me plenty of time over the weekend."
" It's Wednesday Des."
" I know."
Ashley shook her head, hiding a grin," So, anyway, let's go get something to eat at Cold Stone. I'm starving."
Des agreed," Okay. Let's get going then. I'm looking forward to some ice cream."
Exiting the huge school, they began to walk out of the large garden in the front, and turned onto the sidewalk by the street. Turning a few blocks, they came to a large ice cream store, painted in red. The large letters of COLD STONE were in blueberry blue, with white dots. They walked in through the glass doors, as the bell jingled, telling the employees of customers. Ashley walked up to the spotless marble white counters, resting her elbows on them as she waited to be served.
An old man in his late sixties appeared from the back room, and immediately noticed Ashley, waiting. He hurried towards her, and gave a friendly smile," Hello there dear. What can I do for you today?"
Ashley growled, but then calmed herself down with a deep breath," I would like to buy ice cream," She then gazed through the glass, holding the ice cream," I'll take a scoop of vanilla, with Kit Kat pieces in it," Ashley requested, looking up. " And my friend will have-"
" Your friend?" The old man asked, obviously confused, he took off his glasses, wiped them on his sleeve, and then placed them in front of his eyes.
Ashley narrowed her eyes," Yes, my friend. He's right-" she turned towards her side, but saw no one there. She then looked around the ice cream shop, not seeing Des anywhere. She then ran over to the window, and spotted Des, holding a newspaper in his hands as he chatted with a man.
Ashley growled, then looked to the man," One moment," and ran out of the store, going up to Des," Des! Come on! Let's get ice cream! The old guy in Cold Stones thought I was crazy because you weren't there!"
Des looked down at Ashley, then to the man he was talking to," It was a pleasure to talk to you sure," Des complimented, bowing his head," But I must get going. Goodbye." He then walked off, Ashley leading the way into Cold Stone, where the elder was busy, making Ashley's ice cream by putting the Kit Kats into the ice cream, and rolling the dough with two large ice cream scoopers.
" You didn't tell me miss, if you wanted it in a cone or bowl."
" Cone."
" All right miss. Coming right up." The old man replied with a wide smile, scooping the ice cream and putting it in the cone, he handed it to Ashley.
" Thanks." Ashley replied, beginning to lick her ice cream.
The old man smiled, then looked to Des, eyes widening at his special features, not to mention height," How old are you sonny?"
Des smiled," Seventeen."
The old man looked utterly astounded and bewildered," So, what will you have today sonny?"
Des smiled again, showing his fangs," I'll take a scoop of chocolate in a cone, please."
The old man nodded," Coming right up sonny," and proceeded to scooping out the ice cream, placing it into the cone, he mumbled," Boys these days seem to be drinking Miracle Grow now. Why in my day…" and handed the cone to Des. The old man then walked over the cash register," Okay. Miss, yours is 3.50, and sonny, yours is 2.75, please."
Des and Ashley both paid for their ice cream, and walked over to a table, the same color as the letters. Sitting down, they both began to eat, Des setting the newspaper on the table.
Ashley looked to the paper," Why the hell do you have a newspaper Des?"
Des replied," It caught my eye. Look at the front page of it." He indicated with one claw to the front page.
Ashley looked down, and her eyes widened," No way! How'd that come there so fast?" she yelled, astounded.
Des shrugged, then picked up the paper, beginning to read it aloud," Pokemon School Incident. Earlier this afternoon, we received news from Mrs. Casey, the battle instructor at the famous Rustboro Pokemon Academy, of a peculiar incident. It seems that while battling, fifteen-year-old senior Alexander Ramsay was battling with his Mawile, against Serina McDonald, using her Wigglytuff, when Mawile clamped onto Wigglytuff's ears, and caused devastation when finally letting go. The Wigglytuff is now in critical condition at Rustboro Pokemon Center, where it is being watched constantly by doctors, and Nurse Joy. We quoted the Nurse Joy caring for this Wigglytuff, and she replied," I feel so bad for this poor thing. We will make sure it is cared for, and hope that it will recover." We can only hope that this Wigglytuff will make a full recovery, for if it does not, who knows what will happen to Rustboro Pokemon Academy's reputation. This is Barney Daniel, reporter."
Des looked up from the paper," Mrs. Casey must have called the News Team on our way to class. We did get there late."
Ashley was fuming," That's just plain wrong! Alec is going to be so miserable now, that all of Rustboro knows about it! I can't believe it!"
" I can't believe it." came a voice from behind them.
Ashley and Des turned to see none other than Alexander Ramsay, Mawile at his side. He looked slightly depressed. His hands were currently in his jean pockets, as he looked up.
Ashley looked away, not speaking. Des gave Ashley a look, then turned to Alec," How long have you been there Alec?" he asked.
Alec sighed," Long enough. I can't believe it. Mrs. Casey told the News Team? Now, thanks to me, our reputation is going to go plummeting down."
Des pointed out, still seeing Ashley not replying," Not if Wigglytuff makes a recovery, which I'm sure it will. Mawile didn't clamp onto any organs, so Wigglytuff does have a very good chance of surviving. The only problems would be blood loss and infection really. And doctors are keeping a careful eye on it as we speak."
Alec shook his head," I don't know. Even if Wigglytuff pulls through, I'll always have a guilty feeling whenever I see it." He then sighed, and then walked away, out the door, without another word.
Des called after," Wait up Alec!" but Alec didn't wait up, and only moved at a faster pace outside, being followed by Mawile at his side. Des sighed, then looked to Ashley, who was staring off towards the wall," You need to learn to talk to him Ashley! You're never going to show how much you like him if you stare off into nowhere whenever he's near you!"
Ashley continued to stare off at the wall, eyes widened, mouth open in horror.
" What Ashley? What's wrong?"
Ashley pointed towards the wall," Look."
Des looked towards where Ashley had indicated, and gasped.
Author's Note: I LEAVE YOU IN SUSPENSE! I AM PURE EVIL! HAHAHAHAHA! Don't worry; I'll update more often, as I have three weeks off! Go Spring Break! I hope you look forward to the next episode of Ashley's Magic!