A Hello12 Original Story
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GRACE.
The bell ring, which gave the signal that first-period class was okay to start. Grace didn't really have that much of a busy day, and even though it had been day since he had pushed her, Grace knew that she could use him pushing her to her advantage. But Grace had to go to Principal Professor Birch's office to talk about what happened with Quinten the other day. Grace sighed, while she was sitting in the semi-empty room, sitting next to the boy who pushed her Quinten.
Both Quinten and Grace were sitting in front of Professor Birch's desk. Professor Birch was the principal of the school, and well renown Pokémon Professor who specializes in Pokémon natures. Standing next to Birch was Officer Nanu, a Police Officer who moved to Hoenn from the Alola Region.
Professor Birch was angry at Quinten. He thought that the boy was a good student, but his expectations of him, where very wrong so far. "Do you have anything want to explain Mr. Valora?" He asked, by calling Quinten by his last name.
Quinten let a huge breath. He was sorry for everything that he did to the girl and knew that what he did was wrong, so he knew he had to apologize. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that."
Grace wanted to use this to her advantage, but at the same time, she didn't want to ruin her "perfect girl" image. So, she had to think of a quick way to give a fake apology. "I accept your apology, but you still pushed me and deserve some type of punishment. What if he does this to other girls, Mr. Birch."
"That is why we have decided that you Quinten will be suspended for four weeks and take counseling." Professor Birch explained. "Are you okay with that, Quinten."
"Yes, I am," Quinten responded. "I want to take all responsibility for what I did to her." He said. Quinten felt quite guilty for everything he did. He wanted to make amends with his ex-girlfriend and start anew because he wasn't the type of person to hold grudges for a long time.
"And Grace, do you want to press charges for what he did to you?" The officer with white hair asked the young girl who had been pushed.
"Well…" Grace said. "I think he's suffered enough." Despite hating his guts for what he did to her, she didn't want him to go to jail. She was still thinking of a huge revenge plot. "So, I don't think I want to press charges."
"Thank god." Quinten sighed in relief.
"Whelp, we're done here. The two of you may now go." The Professor said. Quinten and Grace get up out of their seats, the young ex-couple nod their heads at the Professor before leaving the office.
"Thank you for your time, sir." Quinten bowed.
"Goodbye, principal Birch. I hope you have a good day." Grace said, pretending to be nice. She waved the Professor.
"You to and tell your father that I can't wait to go golfing with him on Sunday." Professor Birch replied. The brown hair Professor knew who her father was because of the two of them where best friends since they were in high school. So, Grace knew who Professor Birch was, way before going coming to the Pokémon Academy.
"Will do sir." Grace nodded.
Grace and Quinten walk down the hallway. Quinten looks at his ex-girlfriend. Even though he was sorry for what he did to her, and already apologized, he still wanted to apologize again, because that was how much he regretted what he did. "Again, I'm sorry for what I did."
Grace laughs, which confuses Quinten. "Don't think I forgot what you did to me." Grace said. Quinten looked at Grace, and the way he saw her talk and the way she was acting, was a side that she had never really seen that much before. "I'm going to get my revenge for what both you and that slut did to me. So, watch out, because I can strike at any moment." The young girl turns around, with a mechanical evil look on her face, leaving Quinten confused and not knowing what was going on.
"U Can't Touch This"
Starring:
Classic Gone Retro as Anderson Myan
Golem2.76 as Josh Smith
R3dLuv3Singin as Khuzaimah "Khu" Minami
SniperSnip1000 as Quinten Lee Valora
WaqueKoala2.0 as Grace Johnson
n00bsleyr as Dakota Moore
pokegabert as Chroma Aether-Ore
Guest Starring:
Classic Gone Retro as Jonathan Myan
WaqueKoala2.0 as Liza Johnson
Nintendo as Crasher Wake
Nintendo as Brawly
Nintendo as Roxanne
Nintendo as Shauntal
Nintendo as Wallace
TV TOKYO as Ash
TV TOKYO as Serena
ANDERSON.
It was early in the morning and almost time to go school. Which meant that it was time for Anderson's alarm clock to go off. The young boy was awakened by the sound of the loud noise from the alarm, which caused the boy to open his eyes and slam his hand on the button of the alarm clock, to turn it off. Anderson sighed. He really didn't want to get up and go to school. The young boy was wearing a white tank top and boxers. That was his pajamas, and he wasn't ready to go to school.
Today was Pokémon battling classes in gym class, and the young boy had a feeling that he wasn't going to be doing well since he wasn't really a battler. He sighed, and slowly started to get up. "I really don't want to go to school today," Anderson said.
Jonathan Myan, Anderson's older brother, and caretaker knocked on his brother's door. He was going to be driving Anderson to school since Anderson was too young to drive for himself. Jonathan looked like his brother, but he was a little bit taller and had longer hair. "Little man, we have to go to school." He said.
Anderson rolled his eyes. He really didn't want to go to school today, but he knew that he had to, because he had a lot of important classes today. "Do I really have to go to school?" He asked. "Maybe I can stay home and clean up. I always have to go to school."
"And that's a good thing," Jonathan said. "You don't want to be like one of those people who miss a lot of school during the beginning of their high school years and mess up their senior year." He explained to his brother, hoping that he would understand what he was trying to say to him.
He noticed that his brother had a point. He nudged his heat a little.
"Now come on, let's get going," Johnathan said. "I got to be to work in like 10 minutes." He said. He turns around and begins walking to his car. "Hurry up, I won't be waiting all day!" He shouted while he was walking down the stairs.
"Ugh," Anderson said. Anderson falls back onto his bed. He really wasn't feeling going to school today. But he knew he had too.
GRACE.
It was a bright and sunny day and had only been two weeks since the first day of school. Grace's mother car pulls up to the school. Grace's mother was named Liza Johnson and her mother was driving a 2018 Honda Accord. Grace was sitting in the front seat of the car, and she just wanted to get out of the car She was getting tired of being in the car with her mom and wanted to leave.
Grace was still thinking about what happened with her ex-boyfriend Quinten and was currently thinking about a plan of revenge. She wanted to get back at them for what they did to her, but she couldn't think of anything. Not only was her mother in the Car, but her stepbrother was in the car too.
Liza turns around and looks at her daughter. She knew that her daughter didn't like her, but she still wanted to try and make a relationship work with her. "Don't forget that we are having dinner with some potential investors." Liza reminded her daughter.
Grace rolled her eyes. "I don't care."
"Hey, don't be rude to mom," Alexander said while he was sitting in the back of his seat. Alexander was a lazy induvial, who was Liza's stepson and Grace's stepbrother. Alexander loved to sleep and had an Oshawott nicknamed Mizu, but Mizu was in his Pokeball. Despite all that, Alexander loved his family and just wanted everyone to get along. "She's just trying to bring the family together."
"What I don't care," Grace said. Grace grabs the door handle and leaves the car; her younger step-brother follows suit.
"Wait," Liza said, wanting to speak to her daughter before she left. Grace turns around and looks at her mother. She rolled her eyes. She hated her mother so much, that she even hated speaking to her.
"What the fuck do you want?" Grace asked.
"I really need you to be on your best behavior for dinner tonight. Team Rainbow Rocket is really good investors and they're going to help my Pokemart company skyrocket." Liza explained to her daughter.
Grace sighs. "Fine." Grace turns around and begins walking.
"See you later mom." Alexander waved.
"Bye, honey." Liza waved back. Liza ends up driving off.
"Wait, sis," Alexander said. The young boy runs up towards his sister. His sister did what he said and turns around to look at him. Grace was just tired of all of this and wanted to hurry up and get to class. But Alexander wanted to speak to his sister about something.
"What do you want?" She asked. She folded her arms and glared at her brother.
"I think you should be nicer to mom," Alexander said.
"Ugh." She rolled her eyes once again and started walking. Not wanting to get left behind, Alexander follows her.
"I'm being serious. This meeting with these investors is really going to help moms Pokemart business. It would really mean a lot to her."
"Fine. I will."
"I'm serious, Grace. I need you to do this."
"I will," Grace said. "Now can I leave?" She said. She slowly turns around and begins walking.
ANDERSON.
Today was a special lesson in gym class. It was a Pokémon Battle practice, lesson and the students where currently in the middle of Pokémon Battles. The lesson was outside, at the school's battlefield. The gym wasn't that crowded with only twenty-four students in the class. The students white all wearing red shirts and white gym shorts.
Each student was put in two pairs, going up against each other in one on one single battles. The gym teacher for the class was Coach Crasher Wake. He was a gym leader in the Sinnoh Region, who specialized in water type Pokémon. He used to be a famous wrestler back in his day. Not only was he a gym coach, but he was also the coach of the boys wrestling team and a history teacher.
Crasher Wake had blue hair and was wearing a mask. The older male teacher was wearing spandex and had a whistle necklace around his neck. He blows the whistles, letting the students know that it was time to begin their battles.
Each of the students had one Pokémon out. Some of the students who were in the class were Red, Anderson, Brawly, Roxanne, Dakota, and Ash. Red was up against Anderson. The brown hair boy Red had his Pikachu out, while Anderson had his Pichu out.
"Pikachu use Quick Attack," Red ordered. The young male with Caucasian skin tosses his arm out and the electric type Pokémon did his trainer told him to do.
"Pikachu, pike." Pikachu starts running. While Pikachu was running a streak of white light surrounded the electric type Pokémon's body. "Pikachu." Pikachu tackles Pichu, causing the Pokémon to fall to the ground.
"Pichu, Pichu."
"Just give up already, Anderson. You're weak…" Red insulted. The young boy who was wearing a red cap walked up to his Pikachu and started petting his ear.
"Pikachu!" Pikachu loved being petted. The electric type Pokémon made a purring sound. Pikachu and Red had been together for a very long time. Even though Charizard was Red's starter Pokémon, he had a closer bond with his Pikachu.
Anderson looked down. The young boy wasn't someone who was very good at battling and preferred writing, so he believed everything that Red was telling him. "Your right," Red said.
Succutio, the Pichu didn't like hearing his trainer talk like this. Succutio was a very overprotective Pokémon, so was going to do whatever it takes to protect her trainer. Pichu gets up, but she could only open eye. "Pichu, Pichu, Pichu!" Pichu shouted, telling Red to leave her trainer alone.
Red and Pikachu laugh. "What a weakling. This fool really thinks he can beat us."
"Pichu, Pichu," Pichu shouted.
Anderson growled. "What was that?"
"You heard me." Red walks up to Anderson and glares at him. "I said that you're weak."
Crasher Wake blows his whistle and claps his hands. "Alright everyone today's lesson is over, we will pick it back up tomorrow. Meanwhile, I want you all to head to the showers. Let's go." He said. After saying that, students including Red began returning their Pokémon back to their pokeballs now that class was over with.
"Weakling," Red said. Red puts Pikachu's Pokeball back into his pocket and he slowly begins walking away. Red was wearing a letterman jacket. He was a member of the schools Pokémon Battling Team, the Voltorbs. Red was the leader of the team and the most popular boy in school.
Anderson just sighed. He expected that he was going to lose to the most powerful trainer in the school. "You did a good job, Succutio."
"Pichu, Pichu."
Anderson returns Succutio back into her pokeball. Anderson looks at the pokeball and began thinking about what Red was saying about him. "Maybe Red's right. I am weak."
GRACE.
The bell rang, and Grace walked into her next class, which was AP English. The classroom wasn't packed yet since people were just walking into the class. The teacher of the classroom was Shauntal, a member of Unova's Elite Four and a well-established author. Shauntal walks up to the smartboard so she could start class. The classroom was desks where all set up in fours, each student belonging to a group. Grace was in the same group as Joshua "Josh" Smith, Brawly and Roxanne.
Josh was a skinny boy, whose hair looked very frizzled. That was because Josh was a scientist whose experiments liked to blow up on his face. Josh was happy to be sitting next to Grace because he had a crush on her. But Grace did not like him, even though the two of them were in the same grade.
Grace didn't want to be in class. She found English class to be boring. But she had to be here because her father would freak if he found out she skipped class.
"Did you read the book yesterday?" Brawly asked, Josh, nudging his arm.
"Yes, I did," Josh replied. Josh sighed. He remembered that Brawly wasn't the type of person to a book, despite being in AP English, so it was something he wasn't surprised with. "But I'm not going to explain the chapter to you."
Brawly sighed. He was disappointed that Josh didn't tell him, so he decided to ask his girlfriend Roxanne. "Can you- "
"Nope," Roxanne replied. The girl with braids in her hair was known as the smartest girl in the school. She was on honor roll every year and had never gotten an F in her whole entire life. Roxanne was dating Brawly, and the two of them had been dating for years and have never broken up in their whole life.
Shauntal had black hair and a red bow. She was holding a book in her hand. The book was "To Kill a Mocking Bird", which was the book the students were instructed to read yesterday. "Okay class, did everyone read the chapters from yesterday's lesson?" Shauntal asked. She was walking around and looking at the eighteen students who were in her class.
Grace turns around. She sees Dakota and Quinten kissing in the hallway, and that made her angry. She still held a grudge for the two of them, after everything that happened. Grace was getting distracted from Shauntal who was talking.
Quinten breaks the kiss but looks into the eyes of his girlfriend. "It's too bad I'm still suspended, but I'll be back here, and I'll see you after class babe," Quinten said. Quinten was still suspended, but he had come to school, so he could come and get the homework assignments that he missed. Two weeks have passed since his suspension, so he only had two more weeks left.
"Will do," Dakota replied. Dakota and Quinten walk away, but Grace continued to look at the young couple, who was walking away. She hated them so much, almost to the point where she wanted to kill them, but that was something that Grace was never going to do.
"Look at them, how disgusting." She said, shaking her head in disgust.
"Are you still on your hate boner for those two?" Roxanne asked.
"Yeah, I am. She stole my boyfriend." Grace replied.
"Speaking as someone who's a feminist. You can't steal anyone's boyfriend. The boy is just as responsible as a girl is when it comes to cheating." She said. Roxanne was a member of the school's feminist club and the leader. Roxanne was a well-known and proud fighter when it came to girl's rights, and her gym showed just how much she was when it came to female rights.
Grace rolled her eyes. "Well, whatever. All I know is that I'm going to do something about it." She threatened. "But first I got to get ready for my mother's dinner last tonight."
"Dinner?" Josh asked.
"Yeah. My mom is meeting up with Team Rainbow Rocket, they might be supplying the marts here in the Hoenn Region." She explained. "And I really don't want to go."
"Maybe, you can skip it," Brawly said.
Grace raised her eyebrow up. She was quite intrigued by what Brawly was proposing. "Skip out on it?"
"Yeah. My friend Wallace is throwing a party over in Littleroot. I think we should all go." Brawly suggested.
"I can't," Roxanne said. "I have a lot of homework, and I'm not going to be losing this A for anyone."
"Same. I can't go either." Josh replied.
Brawly looks up at Grace. He wondered if she could go. Roxanne turned her head. She was friends with Grace, but at the same time, she heard rumors about her. So, she was kind of cautious about the girl, because of the reputation she kind of had. "What about you Grace, can you go?"
Grace started thinking about it. She hated her mother for what she did to her dad, but at the same time – she didn't want to skip out, because her brother asked her to come, and she liked her brother. "I don't know." She said.
"Come on, it will be fun," Brawly said.
"Screw it, I guess I'll go." Grace shrugged.
"Cool," Brawly said. "The party starts at 8, so make sure you're there."
ANDERSON.
Anderson sees his best friend Dakota walking down the hallway. Anderson catches up with the girl, stopping her in her tracks. The hallway was crowded since it was the beginning of the lunchtime periods. "Wait up," Anderson said, placing his hands on the girl's right shoulder. Anderson was still thinking about his loss to Red earlier today and needed to talk to someone about it.
"Hey," Dakota replied she was a little bit startled. She was happy to see her friend. But at the same time, she was glad that it wasn't Quinten. Ever since Quinten pushed Grace a while back, the young girl was trying her best to avoid him. "Thank god it's you, Anderson."
"What makes you say that?" He asked.
"I've been trying my best to avoid Quinten, ever since he got angry and pushed Grace."
"Wait…doesn't he has anger problems?"
"Yeah, I know he does, and I thought he was improving on them, but it looks like I was wrong." She said. But she really didn't want to talk about it, she wanted to talk to about the boy and his problems. "But forget about me, what's up with you?"
Dakota and Anderson walk into the cafeteria, which was packed with hundreds of students. Dakota and Anderson sit down at an empty table, both holding food and a drink in their hands. "You see during gym class we were having a lesson on Pokémon battles and I lost to Red."
"Well, I mean Red is a two-time champion."
"Yeah, I know Dakota." He replied. "But there was something that Red said that has been bugging me."
"What is it?"
"He said that I was weak."
"That jerk," Dakota said. She slams her hand on the table, in anger. She hated Red, just like a lot of the other students at the school. "He's such an arrogant prick."
Anderson looked down, counting to think about what Red said. "But maybe he's right. Maybe I am a weak trainer."
"You're not a weak trainer. Besides, since when did you care about Pokémon battles? Aren't you a creative writing major?"
"Yeah." He replied. "But a lot of the people at this school are Pokémon trainers, and I have Pokémon, so I feel like a bad trainer."
"Aww," Dakota said. "All you got to do is train and then you'll get better."
"Boring, but alright," Anderson replied, rolling his eyes even further.
GRACE. / ANDERSON.
Grace went to Quinten's house after school. Grace didn't want to go home, because she knew that her mother was going to try and convince her to stay until the big dinner with Team Rainbow Rocket, so she thought that by going to Quinten's house, she could secretly get ready, Meanwhile Anderson was still stressing out about the loss against Red, and was trying to figure out what he was about to do next.
Anderson had a really big room. His room was painted blue and he his room was filled with a lot of things that he liked, which included some of the poems that he liked to write since Anderson was a writer. He was even a Creative Writing major at the Academy.
Anderson was on his queen size bed, looking at his phone. The young boy was stalking Red's player search system profile, trying to find out more information about his Pokémon, so he could get strong like him.
"Why is Red such a strong trainer and I'm not?" Anderson asked, still scrolling through Red's page. He wanted to find out all the information that he could about the brown-haired boy.
Grace was distracted. The young girl was combing her hair, getting herself ready for the party that Brawly invited her too. Grace wanted to make sure that she looked perfect for the party. She was the type of girl who liked dressing up and looking pretty, so she didn't want to look a hot mess, going to the party.
"Quit stressing out about that," Grace said, brushing her hair. "Who cares about how strong you are? You're not even a trainer."
"Ugh, you sound just like Dakota," Anderson said. It was like no one was understanding what Anderson was trying to say. "It's just that I want to be strong. It's not about being a good battler, it's about being a strong person who doesn't give up so easily, and people like you, Red and Dakota are like that."
Grace laughed. "I'm not as strong as you think."
"Please. You're a strong independent woman who doesn't need a man." He said.
"There's a lot about me you don't know." She replied. She was looking in her mirror, wanting to make sure that she looked perfect. She turns
Anderson looks up. "You look fine. But you don't look like you're going to a dinner party." He noticed while looking at her – impressed by what she was wearing.
Grace was wearing a half cut pink shirt and blue jean short shorts. She had her hair straighten all the way, so she could look prettier. She wanted to impress the boys who were going to be at the party, so she wanted to look her prettiest. She turned around, hoping that Anderson would notice.
"How do I look?" She asked.
"You look great, like always."
"Aww. What would I do without my gay best friend." She said. The young girl ends up sitting on the bed. She was worried about him because he looked very distracted. This wasn't him, and she could tell that something was wrong with the boy.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"I'm fine."
"No, you're not. If you were fine, you would be critique everything about my clothes. Clearing something is up."
"Alright. No, everything isn't fine. I still don't know what to do." He sighed. The young boy flops down on the bed, and his friend Grace follows him. The young boy was stressing out about this one little thing, that it was obvious that he needed something to help him calm down.
"You know, if your so stress about this, I know something that can help you calm down," Grace said. Grace gets up and walks over towards her black purse and starts digging around in it.
Anderson was starting to curious, wondering what it was she was talking about that could help him. "Do you have some sort of drug in there? Like weed? Meth?" He asked. Even though the boy knew that those things were totally wrong, he was very interested in trying out those things.
"Nope, it's none of that." A few seconds later she finally ends up finding what she was looking for. The young girl pulls out a pack of Numel Cigarettes. "Here take this." She throws the pack of Cigarettes to the boy and he catches them.
Anderson looks at the pack of cigarettes and started thinking. "Why would you give me these? Don't these things cause lung cancer?" He asked.
She rolled her eyes in annoyance. "You drink right?"
"Yeah…why?"
"Well drinking can cause liver cancer, alcohol poisoning and it can eat up your liver, yet you drink it. So smoking cigarettes isn't a bad thing. It's about how much you smoke." She explained to the boy, which caused him to think it over. "And besides, cigarettes are known for helping someone who is stressed out, calm down." She said.
"Are you sure this will help?" He asked.
"Of course." She replied. "But I have to go now. Just think about it, it will help you lessen your stress." The young girl grabs her purse and leaves the room.
Anderson sat there, looking at the pack, wondering if it would be a good thing to smoke them. He had learned from lots of people that smoking was wrong, but at the same time he has heard that it could help someone who is stressed out, so he was conflicted on what the wring thing was.
GRACE.
Grace did a lot of driving, but she finally arrived in Littleroot Town, where the party that Brawly was talking about, was going to be held at. Grace walked up the steps of Wallace's house, which was almost as big as a mansion. Grace was surprised to see how massive his house was, but at the same time, she wasn't surprised. You could hear the music that was playing in the house from the outside, and the outside of the house wasn't empty, with a few people standing outside, some of them even holding drinks.
The cold September wind, blew through the air, with Grace's hair flying along with it. The bisexual girl knocked on the door, waiting for someone to answer the door from the other side. But it had been a few minutes, so she ended up knocking again. "Hello, can someone come to the door?" She asked.
Once she said that someone did come and open the door, and that person was none of them Wallace, the host of the party. Wallace was a well-known Pokémon Coordinator and Gym Leader in the Hoehn Region. Wallace was famous for throwing some of the best water themed parties, that the world has ever seen. And it wasn't surprising that the parties where water-themed since he was a Water-type Pokémon trainer.
"Welcome to the party Grace," Wallace said with a smile. The teenage boy who had aquamarine colored hair and a white cap hugged the girl who was the same age as him. The two knew each other, and where quite good friends, but they hadn't seen each other in a while. Wallace had a valley girl accent.
"Nice to see you, Wallace," Grace responded. Her and Wallace break the hug. "How have you been? I haven't seen you in a long time."
"I know. It's been forever." Wallace said. Grace walked into Wallace's house, and she was surprised to see how many teenagers wherein Wallace's house. People were drinking, doing drugs, dancing and or making out. A lot of the things that people were doing at this party, where things that not even a murders parent would like to see. "Come in and make yourself at home."
Wallace reaches over towards a table and hands the girl a beer. "You look like you need this."
She grabs the beer. "Trust me, I do. You won't believe the week that I've had."
"Well, that's the point of a party hon. It's all about forgetting your problems and getting drunk." Wallace shouted. The blue-haired boy takes a sip of his beer.
Grace shrugged her shoulders, forgetting about all the problems that she had and took a sip of the beer. Drinking helped Grace forget all the problems, that she was facing. So, from time to time, it was something that she really liked to do. It helped her with her problems. Grace and Wallace stop drinking, but you could totally tell that the two of them weren't done. "Do you have any more?" She asked.
"Of course, I do. It's a party. Just follow me." Wallace grabs Grace by the arm and drags her into the room that had a lot of alcohol that she could drink.
ANDERSON.
Late at night, Ander was thinking while lying on his bed and wearing his pajamas. This time his pajamas where some oversized gray hoodie and black sweatpants. The golden brown-haired boy kept thinking about the cigarettes that his friend gave to him. The boy was still stressing out about what happened with Red and wanted something that would cause him to calm down the young boy jumps up and looks at the box of cigarettes that were sitting on the counter.
"Should I, or should I not?" He compilated. He knew that something was dangerous, but at the same time, he was curious to see if it would help him become less stressed. But after a few seconds, he comes up with his decision. Anderson picks the box up and opens it. Anderson takes out one cigarette and puts it in his mouth.
But he soon realized that all he needed was lighter, but he didn't have one on him because he never needed a lighter for anything at all. "Now, where am I going to find a lighter?" He asked himself.
He began thinking about all the people he knew and wondered which ones had a lighter. Suddenly, he remembered that his brother had a lighter and snapped his fingers. "I know who!" He said. Anderson slowly leaves his room and looks down the hallway, to see if anyone was walking in the hallway.
Even though Anderson was home alone, he still wanted to make sure that it was only him there. Anderson walks down the hallway and into his brother empty room. Anderson walks towards his brother dresser and opens it up. He begins digging through his brother clothes and sees a lighter.
Anderson grabs the lighter and flicks the lighter. He uses the lighter to light the cigarette. Anderson then starts to take a puff of the cigarette but then begins coughing when he tries to hold it in. It was just too much for him. "Maybe, I'm doing it wrong?" He asked himself.
He tries again, taking another puff. But this time he wasn't coughing. Taking a puff of that cigarette felt relaxing to the boy. For a movement, the world stopped, and all his problems went away. He shrugged his shoulders and release the smoke from the first puff he took and found it to be relaxing to do that.
The young boy felt like he found something that could help him relieve stress, and for the first time in a while, he was happy about something.
GRACE.
The party was getting louder and crazy. Tons of teens were getting drunk or high, and the music was getting louder. Grace was having the time of her life, drinking beer after beer. The young girl was completely drunk and wanted to forget about all the problems that she was having, by getting completely wasted. Which she accomplished.
"GO! GO! GO! GO!" Wallace encouraged Grace and Brawly to drink from the keg. Wallace, Grace, Red, Leaf, Blue, Green, Yellow, Ash, Serena, Clemont, Bonnie, Brock, and Dawn where all in a circle watching Brawly and Grace have tubes in their mouth with Wallace holding a button.
"DRINK!" Ash chanted. The boy with black colored hair and who was wearing a cap was having the time of his life, being at this problem. The reason a lot of the students, came to the party was so that they could forget all about their problems. Ash along with the rest of his friends was drunk out of their minds. Ash, on the other hand, was holding a rolled up joint and took a puff of the joint. Ash wasn't only drunk, but he was stoned too.
"Drink!" Serena chance also, while wrapping her arms around her boyfriend, Ash Ketchum. Serena took the joint from Ash and started to take puffs from the joint. The blonde hair girl was also not only drunk, but she was also high.
Ash took his girl and swung her around. Ash kisses Serena and the young couple starts making out.
The beer starts coming from the tubes and Grace and Brawly start drinking from the tubes. They started chugging from the beer, that was coming from the pipes and the two of them didn't stop. This went on for several seconds until all the beer was gone, Grace ends up throwing the tube and cheering. "YEAH!" She shouted while beating on her chest, the crowd started cheering for her, because she beaded Brawly.
Brawly and Grace were having a race to see who could drink the most beer from the tube, but Grace had beat the boy. Grace was having fun and didn't want to stop at all. She was with her people and was glad that she skipped out on her mom's dinner.
GRACE.
That night, Grace walks into her house. The girl was drunk out of her mind and could barely talk or walk. Grace has never been drunk before, but this wasn't the first time she has come home late. Due to all the tension that had been going on between her and her mother, lately, Grace has been acting up and getting into all sorts of trouble. Grace started laughing.
Her mother Liza walked into the room and turned on the light. Liza folded her arms and looked at her daughter, quite angry at her. But at the same time, she wanted to work on their relationship, that had been strained for a while now. "You're late," Liza said. But not only was she angry about her daughter coming home late, but she was also angry over the fact that she skipped dinner with Team Rainbow Rocket, people who wanted to help invest in her Pokemart company.
"Hi, mother," Grace said, ignoring the conversation. She was so drunk, that she didn't even know what she was talking about. Grace walks up to her mother and hugs her. "I love you so much, mom." She said. Her mother knew it didn't mean much because her daughter was drunk.
"Your drunk Grace," Liza said. She facepalmed hard. She could tell just by how she was looking and acting, that her daughter was completely drunk. "I guess, we'll have to talk about this later when you're sober."
"Ugh, there you go again. Always bossy, that's why I hate you!" Grace said. Grace stops hugging her mother and starts walking up the stairs, but she was having a hard time walking up the stairs, due to her being not in the right state of mind. "Why did you have to cheat on dad? Why did you have to ruin our family?" She said. That was something that Grace has always wanted to get out of her chest, and that was why she hated her mother. Ever since the divorce, Grace hasn't been herself, and no one noticed this.
Liza didn't know how to react to what her daughter was saying. But there was one thing for sure, and that was that she couldn't talk to her daughter, while she was in this state of mind, because it just wasn't right, and she didn't know what her daughters true feeling would be. But at the same time, she could tell that Dakota meant what she just said.
"Just go upstairs. We'll just talk about this tomorrow." Her mother replied, Grace does exactly what her mother said, and counties to walk upstairs.
While Grace walked upstairs she started crying.
ANDERSON.
Anderson was passed out on his bed, with tons of cigarette buds on both his bed and on his floor. The young boy spent all night smoking the whole carton of cigarettes that his friend gave to him. He had fun, smoking all those cigarettes. Not only did it make him less stressed, but it almost made him forget about all his problems.
The young boy wakes up. He had a ranging headache, that was distracting him and causing him pain. He was craving another cigarette, so he grabbed the carton. "I need a smoke." He said. He shakes the carton, to see if there were any more cigarettes for him to smoke, but he was all out.
"Damn it!" He said. The boy with brown hair was craving another cigarette, and to him, he needed one fast or else he was going to freak out. "But how am I going to get another cigarette?" He asked himself.
"Are you up bro? If you're not, I'm going to be coming up there to wake you up." His brother Johnathan shouted all the way from downstairs, checking to see if his brother was up so he could take him to school.
Anderson freaked out. He knew that his brother came upstairs and saw all the cigarette buds, that he would get a big lecture from his brother. So, he got up quickly from the bed and started grabbing the buds and throwing them in the trash. There about eighteen of them, and he made sure that he got everyone.
His brother walks into the room and started wondering what Anderson was doing. A freaked-out Anderson returns onto the bed but having his legs crossed. "I don't know what you're doing little bro, but we need to go." He said.
"Okay, coming," Anderson replied, but the young boy was blushing because he was a little embarrassed.
"I- "Johnathan started. He both wanted to know what happened and didn't want to know at the same time. So, he just ignored his feelings and just walked downstairs.
Anderson sighed in relief, that he didn't get caught. But he wanted more cigarettes and needed to know how he was going to get some.
GRACE.
Grace walks downstairs with her hair a frizzled messed. The young girl had a massive headache and could barely walk. She drunk a lot last night, and the true definition of a having a hangover. "What did I do last night?" Grace asked, while she walked into the kitchen and sat down in a seat next to her brother, Alexander.
"You skipped on moms dinner," Alexander said. Alexander was a little disappointed in the girl. Yesterday, he had a lot of faith in the girl, thinking that she was going to come to mothers dinner, but she didn't. it made him upset.
"Oh that. I didn't feel like going." She remembered but also saying a little sass.
"Of course you didn't," Alexander replied in an angry tone of voice. "You let us all down, and I don't want to be here to witness a trainwreck." He insulted. Alexander grabs the bowl he was eating from, which contained the cereal that he was eating, and he walks away.
Grace shrugged her shoulders. Her head was hurting too much, to even entertain her brother. While Grace was sitting there holding her head, Liza walks downstairs, and she was not happy one bit.
"I see that you're up," Liza said.
"Hey, mom. Can I not go to school today? I'm not feeling well."
Liza didn't want to be hard on her daughter, but she knew that she had too. "You're going to school, and you're grounded."
"Grounded? You can't ground me, that's child abuse."
Liza folds her arms. She was getting angry at her daughter. She was tired of the way that she had been acting lately and she just about had enough of all of it. She couldn't take it anymore. "I've had it up to here with your behavior lately. You're out of control."
"I'm out of control?" Grace asked but saying in a sarcastic tone of voice. She Couldn't believe that her mother would say that. "How could you sit there and say something like that, when you had the audacity to cheat on dad," Grace said.
Liza rolled her eyes. "I understand that your still upset about what happened between me and your father, and I know I made a mistake, but that a long time ago, and frankly you're just going to have to get over it."
Grace started to cry, tears running down her eyes. She was surprised that her mother would say something like that, but at the same, she really wasn't. "How can I let go of it? You ruined our family. Our life was perfect, and you had to go ahead and ruin it."
"Look everything with your father wasn't as perfect as it seemed." Her mother said. She understood where her daughter was coming from and why she was upset, but Grace, on the other hand, could sit here and listen to it anymore.
Grace shook her head and got up. "I can't do this anymore. I hate living here, and I don't want to be around you anymore." Grace said. Grace gets up out of her seat and walks away.
"Grace," Liza said, trying to stop her daughter from leaving, but she was going to be leaving anyway.
ANDERSON.
Later that day, during school Anderson was walking down the hallway. He had heard reports and rumors from some people at the school, that he could get a Fake I.D. from someone in the school. Anderson was a little nervous to be doing this since he knew nothing about this person. But since he was craving to smoke some more, he pretty much let his nervousness slide.
The hallways were busy, and Anderson walks up to Khuzaimah "Khu" Minami. Khu had blue and black eyes, which was a result due to a difference in coloration known as Heterochromia. Khu was a computer programmer who barely showed any emotion. He had neck-length sky blue hair, with a hair antenna that looked like it was sticking out of his hoodie. Khu was sitting on the stairs while typing on his laptop.
Anderson clears his throat, he was a little bit scared of the boy who was a freshman, since he looked quite threating for someone his age. "Hi, are you Khu?" He asked, shaking nervously.
Khu shrugged his shoulders. "What do you want?" Khu was a no-nonsense person and didn't like playing around. Khu was someone who liked for people to be straight to the point with what they wanted.
"I believed that we talked online, and I was wondering do you have that I.D. I asked for?" Anderson asked. After talking to people about Khu, Anderson messed Khu online and asked him about a fake I.D. Since Khu was smart, he knew ways on how to delete things, block IP address, and all sorts of wicked computer tricks. Khu was quite smart.
"Where's my money?" Khu asked. All Khu wanted was his money, he didn't really care about anything else.
"It's right here." Anderson reaches into his pocket and pulls out his wallet. He opens his wallet and pulls out two hundred dollars. Anderson hands the two hundred dollars to Khu and Khu hands Anderson the fake I.D.
Anderson looked at the fake I.D. and smiled. The picture on the ID looked just like him, but everything else expects for the height, weight, eye color and hair color where all fake. Anderson thought that it was a pretty good fake and was impressed with Khu's work. "This is pretty good," Anderson said. "Thank you."
"You can go now," Khu said. Khu was chewing on a piece of gum, which was mint flavor. The young boy with blue hair was typing on the computer fast and blowing bubbles with the gum that he was chewing.
"Okay…" Anderson replied, finding the boy to be a bit rude. Anderson turns around and begins walking away. But at the same time, he was quite happy with the fact that he had an ID. So, he wasn't too worried about it. He just shrugged it off.
GRACE.
Dakota was in her locker grabbing some things. While she was doing that, the hallways were packed with students who were walking in the hallway, on the way to their next class. Grace sees that Dakota was at her locker and wanted to talk to her. After fighting with her mom, Grace wanted somewhere to stay for a while because she couldn't stand living with her mom, so she decided to turn to Dakota.
Dakota and Grace used to be friends until Grace started a vicious rumor about the girl. Grace wanted to make amends with Dakota and try to be friends again. Dakota was like one of Grace's best friends that she considered a family and wanted a second chance with her. "Dakota," Grace said, walking up to her.
Dakota slams her locker in anger. Dakota hears that it was Grace who was trying to walk to her and begins walking away. "I don't want to talk to you," Dakota said. Dakota didn't even want to be near the girl because she hated her guts so much.
Grace starts walking with Dakota. She wasn't going to give up on trying to rekindle their friendship. "Please hear me out. I'm sorry for everything that I did, and I really mean it."
Dakota rolled her eyes, not believing a thing that she was saying. She continued to walk down the hallway. "I've heard the tons of times."
"This time I mean it. Come on, we were each other's firsts." Grace said. Dakota's eyes widen up, she didn't expect Grace to say that out loud. Dakota and Grace lost their virginities to another earlier this summer, and the two of them even had a long summer fling. Dakota told Grace to keep it a secret and to not say anything about it, but it seemed like Grace couldn't do that.
The angry Dakota turns around with a threatening look on her face. She turns her head to see if anyone could hear them. "You weren't supposed to say anything about that!" Dakota shouted. "That was supposed to be between us."
"Why?" Grace asked. "We fell in love with each other this summer and lost our virginities to each other. Why are you so ashamed of that?" Grace asked but teasing the girl at the same time.
"Because no one can no- "She whispered silently before she got interrupted by the girl.
"Because no one can know that you're a lesbian?" Grace asked. "Get over it. You're a lesbian and it's obvious and everyone knows. Besides, it's 2018. No one cares if you're gay. Everyone loves gay."
"You don't understand," Dakota said. "No one can know that I'm a lesbian, especially my parents. I don't want to come out yet."
"And by pretending that you're straight, is working so well," Grace said. "You've been obviously avoiding Quinten, and has nothing to do with his anger, it's because you don't want to touch him or be around him because he's not a girl like me." Grace teased. She was having fun talking to Dakota. It was like the old times when the two girls where friends. She missed her friendship with her and wanted it back.
But Dakota, on the other hand, was tired of this conversation. She didn't want anyone knowing that she was a lesbian, and she was going to keep it that way. So, she gave in and wondered what it was that Grace wanted. "Can we just stop talking about this, because I don't want people knowing. What is it that you want."
"Well, can I stay with you for a while? Me and my mother got into another fight and I need a place to crash."
"Fine, but please not another word of this." Dakota accepted.
"YAY!" Grace clapped. Grace hugs Dakota, happy that the of them were on the steps to being friends again. "We can finally be friends again."
While Grace was hugging Dakota, some part of her really liked. She liked the touch of another girl on her and was in heaven being touched by her. But she looked around and saw people looking at them and didn't want anyone to suspect that she was gay, so she pushed Dakota off her and whipped away the hug. "That was enough hugging, and I have to go to class- "
"Leaving so soon?" Quinten asked. Quinten walked up to his girlfriend Dakota, happy to see her again. Quinten was not only walking by himself, but he was also walking with Chroma, his best friend.
Chroma had silver and pink hair. He was tall and a tenth grader, who was sixteen years old. He had pale white skin and was wearing a long coat.
Dakota froze up, seeing her supposed "boyfriend" right there. "I got to go." Dakota grabs Grace by the arm and runs away, dragging the girl with her.
Chroma and Quinten were very confused about what just happened. Quinten and Chroma look at each other, trying to figure out what was going on. "What was that?" Chroma asked.
"I have no idea…" Quinten said.
"Is she still avoiding you?" Chroma asked.
"Yeah, and I have no idea as to why." Quinten shrugged.
ANDERSON.
Anderson was a little nervous, walking in the Pokemart in Mauville City, that afternoon. Anderson for the first time ever has skipped school. That was something that he's never done before, but he was really craving cigarettes and wanted to smoke badly. Anderson was waiting in line and shaking. He had no idea if the fake I.D. was going to work.
"That will be 5.89." The clerk said. The clerk was Takamaru Hagoromo, someone who went to Anderson's school, but luckily enough Anderson didn't know he was. Takamaru was wearing a red button up shirt that had a white pokeball logo with a nametag on the left corner.
The person in front of Anderson was a little old lady. The old lady hands Takamaru the money and grabs her bags. "Thank you, young man."
"Thanks for shopping at the Mauville City PokeMart. Come back anytime." Takamaru said, putting on a fake smile. The young boy wasn't really the type of person to say please or thank you, but he had to because this was his job. He had been working there for about six months now, and quite liked the perks of the job.
The old lady begins walking away, and Anderson walks up to the front of the desk. Anderson was a little nervous and looked down. He didn't really want to be seen buying cigarettes, due to the negative reputation that they had. "I would like to buy a pack of Numel cigarettes."
Takamaru looks up. He realized that the boy looked familiar and recognized that he went to his school. "I know you."
"You do?" The nervous Anderson said. He was worried that he was about to get caught. He wondered if he was going to go to school. "Maybe you're mistaken…"
"No, I'm not mistaken. You got to my school. Your name is Anderson right. I see you hanging out with Grace and Dakota. I know this because Dakota made a big deal of not knowing my name." He said.
"Oh, your him," Anderson said. Anderson remembered that Dakota was talking about a guy who never told her his name. "Yeah, she went crazy about it."
They both laughed.
"You're not going to tell anyone that I wanted to buy cigarettes, are you?" Anderson asked. The young boy was still nervous and thought that the older boy was going to tell on him for wanting to buy cigarettes.
Takamaru laughed. "I'm not a snitch if that's what you think." He said. Takamaru turns around and grabs a pack of Numel cigarettes for a young boy. He rings them up and puts them on the counter.
Anderson sighed in relief. "Thank you."
"But honestly, I'm surprised that your smoking," Takamaru said. "You just don't seem like that type."
"Well, you can't judge a book by its cover." Anderson shrugged.
"Go ahead. Take them, there on me." The emotionless boy said. He shrugged his shoulders and liked seeing nice people doing bad things, so he decided to let Anderson off scotch free.
"Why thanks," Anderson replied. Anderson grabs the pack of cigarettes.
"Okay, now leave before I change my mind."
"Right," Anderson replied. Anderson turns around and begins walking away. Anderson walks outside and looks around. The cold September wind blew in the air since it was fall. Anderson begins walking and opens his pack of a cigarette; Anderson takes on the cigarettes out and puts one in his mouth. Anderson grabs his lighter and lights the cigarette up.
Anderson begins smoking, and smoking the cigarette gave the boy a sense of relief. He continued smoking, the cigarettes blowing out smoke, and taking puffs.
Authors Note: Thanks for the support of the previous chapter and I'm happy that everyone enjoyed it. I liked writing this chapter and I put a lot of effort into writing this story. This story is pretty much how I envisioned the Pokémon Academy franchise to be from the start, and I'm glad I get to write it all out. So, thanks to everyone who reviewed chapter one.
The one thing I like about this story is that characters can get more time to shine in chapters because of there's like two plots in each chapter. That's what I love most about this story, is that there isn't just one plot in a chapter.
That's what I meant by did you all want Preparations and The Alola Experiment to have a similar format. More than one overall plot being in a chapter.
Also, the next story to get updated is The Alola Experiment. So be on the lookout for that, and it may even be posted today.
How do you all feel about the lack of Pokémon in the story? I know that all of you knew this when you signed up for this story, but I just wanted to know how you all feel about it.
Also, for Preparation, Alola Experiment and Pokémon Academy readers, this is considered part 2 of a two-part special chapter. This is not chapter 25 of the story. This is just a special chapter.
Golem2.76 – Josh has been accepted and he was even in this chapter.
ClassicGoneRetro – Thanks for reviewing, and I'm glad you liked what I did with Anderson's character. Yeah, it's going to be confusing when Anderson's future boyfriend comes into the story, so maybe he should go back a nickname to cause less confusion if that's okay with you.
Mara the Wolf – Yeah it did feel like that, but it was more because of the plots combined with each other. This chapter was more two different plots. This is an alternative universe, the other Pokémon Academy stories are a television show in this universe, so Dakota and Quinten went to go watch the episode where Jeremiah and Babs battle in the finales. This story is still an AU, the other Pokémon academy stories are just considered television shows.
n00bsleyr and The Imprisoned of Hell – Thanks for the support, I'm glad you liked it.
Aster – Yeah, that's pretty much why, and for Pokémon Academy, Pokémon Academy: Preparations and Pokémon Academy: The Alola Experiment readers, this is the last time that a PokeProblems chapter would be posted for these stories. The reason I posted the first two chapters for these stories, is so that when there's a crossover between the stories, then you will get familiar with some of the characters/tone of the stories. Yeah, I don't ship Red/Leaf either, but I thought that they made sense for this story.
