Location: Nuzleaf's house.

New day, still no Nuzleaf…as expected.

Last night was rough, not just because Nuzleaf wasn't here but because I kept thinking about that stupid argument I had with Lyra. It was so stupid and petty and…ugh, why did it have to eat at me?

She was clearly in the wrong, and it frustrates me that she can't see that.

Since I don't know how to cook using Pokemon food, Carracosta came by and made me something using the food Nuzleaf had left behind. He said Nuzleaf asked him to look after me while he was away. I didn't mind the company, but I also felt a little insulted. I might look like a child, but that doesn't mean I am one! I think...

From the sounds of it, Nuzleaf hadn't told him about the Beheeyem or me being human. Makes sense that he wouldn't. We are supposed to be keeping a low profile, after all.

When I asked about Lyra, Carracosta said the foolish child took off this morning without eating her breakfast. I told him about yesterday, and he insisted that I don't worry too much about it.

"She'll be 'round to apologize before you know it. Just needs some space to cool off."

I hope he's right…

Location: Glittering Mountain 1F

Classes are certainly going differently than I thought. Here I thought simple elementary, middle, or high school antics would be in store for me, but here I am dealing with…well, admittedly this WOULD fall under high school drama. Of a sort.

Lyra and Pancham were fighting by the time I arrived. He was mocking her for her dream of joining the Expedition Society, saying kids weren't allowed in and such. She replied saying she'd show him what for once she was a member, and he insulted her ability to explore by citing the conundrum from yesterday.

That had taken the wind out of Lyra's sails, and she looked downtrodden as Farfetch'd ushered everyone to their seats. She didn't even bother looking at me as I settled into mine.

I felt guilty. Lyra was in the wrong yesterday, but she hadn't meant any harm. She was still just a kid…

I wanted to cheer her up, but I didn't know how. Trying to stick up for her by saying I was more in the wrong than she was wouldn't have worked - I'm terrible at lying, and surely wouldn't have put on a very convincing act...

Before I could think of something, Lyra had effectively cheered herself up by proclaiming that she'll show everyone what she's made of and that she won't give up on her dream no matter what. She uh...certainly surprised Farfetch'd, who admitted she was starting to worry him...and not for the first time, either.

Well...good for her, I guess? I'm glad she doesn't need my social skills (or lack thereof) to get back into the swing of things. Classroom felt a lot colder without her enthusiasm.

Another surprise awaited us though! We were embarking on another field trip today, this time to Glittering Mountain as part of our lesson on Looplets and Emeras. My team consisted of myself, Deerling, and Espurr, while Lyra's consisted of herself, Pancham and Goomy. Shelmet was made to simply observe along with Vice President Watchog.

As if this morning were foreshadowing it, Pancham and Lyra had argued again. This time they argued over who would obtain the exploration equipment from Watchog, and he had to separate them.

Now, here I stand. Alongside Espurr and Deerling.

Don't get me wrong, under any other circumstances I'd be thrilled to explore with these two, especially considering how sweet Deerling is! But…but Lyra…

Deerling reassured me she'd be okay, but still I worry. Our fight yesterday left us on sour terms, and now to have Pancham and Watchog breathing down her neck…Lyra must feel awful lonely.

I hope she'll be okay.

Location: Home.

Espurr, Deerling and I had a fun time exploring Glittering Mountain! We fought all kinds of Pokémon, found all sorts of Emeras and fit them into our Looplets, and we completed the dungeon first to boot!

I really like them both. We talked while we explored, and Deerling is not only kind, but wise and honest! She's very strong as well. I have no doubt she would've been fine exploring the mountain completely on her own.

Espurr is something else too. She had one move, Psybeam I think, that hit Pokémon from across the room! My Razor Leaf can kind of do that, but it doesn't reach nearly as far as her attack. Espurr's psychic powers also helped us get out of some tough scrapes as we climbed. Some Pokémon tried to ambush us from around the corridor corners, but she foresaw this and warned us, giving us ample time to counterattack effectively.

Overall, I had a great time. No rushing or worrying about a team member falling behind. No arguing or shouting or…anything negative, really.

It was nice.

When we returned, Pancham and Lyra were arguing. I guess they hadn't gotten very far before they were knocked out and sent back to the beginning, and poor Goomy was off to the side trying to calm them down.

What a mess…

I was walking home alone again tonight when Goomy and Deerling decided to join me. Goomy tried apologizing again for yesterday, blaming himself for the fight between Lyra and me. I told him he wasn't at fault. Really, it was Lyra who was in the wrong since she was the one rushing ahead...though it was my fault too. I wasn't exactly moving slowly on our way up. Goomy said I didn't need to apologize since I went back to look for him and we had a chance to explore together.

I asked them what they thought of Lyra, and they both pretty much said the same thing – neither of them hated her, but sometimes her antics put them in dangerous situations. They both wish she'd slow down and think about others for a change.

I admitted that…I'm worried about her. She has hopes and dreams, but she's so reckless she might not even live long enough to see them come to fruition. She needs to be careful.

Goomy said I should try being friends with her again, and that Lyra could benefit from having someone like me looking after her.

I...I don't know. I didn't respond because I got lost in thought, but...it's not my job to look after Lyra. She is a good Pokemon, and I'd hate to see her get hurt...but she's not my problem. I'm not her Pops, and I have my own problems to deal with. I don't need to add her to them.

Jeez...maybe I really am just a cold-hearted loser...