Chapter 2 School
Author's Note: After accidentally lying to the readers two chapters ago that you'll see some other characters, I finally keep my promise. This is probably one of the longest chapters I have ever typed.
I'll have some POV changes in there. Mainly Chi and Upsilon, but a little bit of Lyra, too! Most of what happens with Lyra is taken directly from Chapter 2 of Games Between Gangs.
Enjoy! :D
It wasn't as bad as they expected. After going through and inspecting various rooms and hallways, Chi and Upsilon pretty much had the map of the school memorized. It was good timing, too, for the bell had just rung.
Chi was just about to leave before her brother tugged on her sleeve. "Let me see your schedule." he demanded.
He tilted his glasses up and evaluated it without them. "Hmm… Looks like I don't have any classes with you because you are a senior, and I'm just a year below you. On the bright side, however, my locker is right beside yours."
He lowered his glasses to the same position as before and handed his sister's schedule back to her.
"See you at lunch." He said as he walked off to his first class.
I wonder how my first class will be? Chi thought to herself as she, too, made way for hers.
Y
Even though it was the same scenario in college (a group of people he'll most likely never see in his lifetime again, but see similar stereotypes of), first period brought back some good memories. Mathematics was one of Upsilon's favorite subjects. If somebody were to treat algebra like dessert, he would wolf it down quickly that is if it was concrete and edible. Nonetheless, he liked it that much.
Since this was his second time in high school, he knew what he was doing and had the paper finished within ten minutes of class time. He turned in the assignment, and the teacher looked surprised.
He looked at the paper then at Upsilon.
"Come with me." He said as he walked out the door of his classroom.
They were about four feet away from the classroom in the hallway.
The teacher lowered his voice to a whisper, "You're new here, right?"
"Yes, sir."
"This is incredible work from a new student. What did they teach you at your old school?"
Upsilon grinned. "Mathematics that you would probably learn in college."
"This is remarkable!" He loudly whispered. The teacher then lowered his eyes.
"However, you write Y Psychicus as your name. I'm going to start throwing it away, if you keep on doing that."
Upsilon's proud smile turned into an angry glare.
"Sir, I will have you know, even though my name is Upsilon, you are supposed to be trained in the art of teaching mathematics. Upsilon is a Greek letter and numeral. As a number, it has a value of four hundred. Now, since my name is, in fact, Upsilon, I would like to shorten it on my papers as Y. I hope you respect that."
The teacher stared at him speechless.
"Besides, my parents, before they died, have made it legal for me to do that. They did, after all, name me after a Greek letter."
"Fine," the teacher growled. "I will accept your papers if it says Y Psychicus."
"Please make this fact to be known to all the teachers. The same thing can also be done for my sister."
The teacher sighed. "Alright, dismissed. I am not assigning anything else to you. You can do almost whatever you want."
Upsilon smiled at him. "Thank you sir."
He walked back inside his classroom and sat down in his desk. Even though three-fourths of the class were staring at him, Upsilon ignored them and enjoyed the rest of first period looking through math textbooks.
X
Chi walked inside her first period classroom. It looked quite bare for the only two people in there were her and her teacher.
"Why hello there!" the teacher greeted. "You must be the new student!"
"Why yes, ma'am, I am. Where is everybody?" Chi asked.
"Literature class must be so different for you at your old school." The woman tilted her head and touched her own cheek. "What did you take over there?"
"English."
The woman laughed. "Well, you were a junior. In my class, the students head to the library. I'm usually in there supervising them, but I'm running a little late."
"Why is that?"
"Because I haven't met my newest student yet!"
"Does word get out pretty quickly?"
"To some teachers such as myself. We mustn't chitchat in here all morning. As far as I know, some of the students are probably making a mess in the library. Let us make haste immediately."
She quickly walked out of her room, and Chi followed her. They stopped at a huge room filled with bookshelves and books.
"Here we are. Most students call my class study hall, but my Literature class can be pretty easy to fail. Even though it's first semester, there are a lot of deadlines. Students are required to read books here and write summaries on them, usually in essay format. I assign each individual a different book so none of them cheat off each other or go out and type an essay on a very short children's book."
Chi blinked.
"If you think that sounds hard, wait until you get into second semester. A lot of students complain about typing essays, sometimes I complain about grading them. It's a lot of work really, but one of these days, I think I'll quit being a teacher and become an editor."
Chi laughed a little.
"Since it's your first day, I'll let you off the hook. Feel free to explore the library and chat with a few people. Remember, whisper voices and no distracting busy students."
Chi was instantly dismissed. She turned her attention to wandering through the library. The bookshelves seemed endless, they might stop at a corner, but they still kept on going from there. This made the library a labyrinth.
After fifteen minutes of looking for books, she saw nobody. This intrigued her, and she turned her sights on asking the teacher.
"Um, excuse me?"
"Yes?"
"Why is there almost nobody here?"
The teacher laughed, "There are about ten students here! This is a huge library! It's really easy to hide in here. Some of the students use this to their advantage and avoid contact with one another."
Chi frowned. She was hoping to meet some new people. She returned to her previous spot, looking at the T's.
"Why good afternoon to you, my dear lady." A smooth voice called out to her.
She turned around and looked. Nobody was behind her.
"Excuse me?" She asked nervously.
"You like reading books?"
"Why yes, I do."
"Try Jane Austen, she is a big hit with female readers."
"Okay?"
The voice didn't respond back. Chi focused on the rack of bookshelves that she assumed the voice came from. She detected a cold, authoritative aura with a male's signature. She grimaced.
Even though he was rather polite, she usually despised people like that. The principal and even her own brothers gave off similar auras. The ironic things were that she loved her brothers and liked her principal.
"Well, I suppose it won't hurt." She muttered to herself. She made her way to the front of the library and checked the A's section.
"Hmm… Emma, Sense and Sensibility, Persuasion, Mansfield Park…" Her eyes fell on a particular title. "Oooh, this looks good! Pride and Prejudice!" She eagerly picked the book out and headed towards the librarian's counter.
"I would like to withdraw this one, please!"
The librarian tilted her glasses upward and looked at the book. "Ah, a classic favorite of mine! You've got good eyes to spot this one."
"Well, somebody recommended it to me."
"Oh, and who may that be?"
"I don't actually know."
"Alright," the librarian paused for a few seconds. She then returned her attention on Chi. "What's your name?"
They went through the usual process of withdrawing a book. The amount of time Chi could have a book out without being charged was two weeks.
"Thank you!" she said.
At the moment she said that, the bell rang.
"I've better get going before I possibly become late for second period!"
Lyra
Her morning went pretty well, even though she was a little intrigued and frightened that the green-haired boy politely yet coldly handed her her pin. Little did she know that she was going to meet a few like-minded people in her math class. Despite it being her first day, something weird did occur in first period.
It was about eleven minutes within math before the teacher pointed at a kid with slicked back dark hair and glasses and told him to "Come with me." They left the classroom, and the whole class started talking. She could hear the exchange of gossip.
"Aww… He got in trouble!"
"I wonder who is he?"
"I think he's a new kid 'cause I never saw him around here before."
Lyra tuned her radio out and focused on her worksheet. It was a good five minutes before the teacher and the student came back. The student returned to his desk and pulled out a textbook while the teacher sat in his chair and watched the class. Lyra looked around, too, and noticed that a little more than half the class was staring at him. She just realized that he got done with the worksheet in ten minutes!
"Lucky." she sighed to herself and continued working on hers. She finished the last question just in time for the bell.
Lyra left the classroom. She clutched onto her should bag as she squeezed her way through a crowded hallway. First period might have been a little odd, but gym hopefully won't be as bad.
A spiky redheaded senior approached her. "There you are." he said with a friendly smile, "How was your first class here?"
"It was good, Lance. A little weird but good." Lyra smiled back.
"Good. I'm glad." Lance continued to smile.
Lance led her to a courtyard filled with battle arenas. It also had the appearance of a small park with various pathways and flora. Lyra was overcome by its beauty.
"Wow, it's so beautiful!" she gasped.
"Not as beautiful as you." a voice remarked.
Lyra turned to see a grinning boy with onyx eyes and black hair. A certain song came into mind.
I knew you were trouble when you walked in…
Lance glared at him, "Leave her alone." The boy held his hands up in the air and slipped away, laughing as he did it.
"Just ignore him. He flirts with anything that has boobs."
"Lovely." Lyra muttered, sighing. The cutest ones were always the flirts.
A voice called out to them.
"Oh good, you didn't get lost!" A boy with dark hair sticking out of his backwards baseball cap ran up to them.
"Ethan, hey!" Lyra greeted.
Even though they were standing around for a couple of minutes, the tension between other people was growing. It got so bad that coaches started to approach the groups.
The head coach made his way towards the trio.
"Ms. Kotone, since you are new here, I won't make you battle today." The head coach told her with a smile. "I realize this sort of class might be new to you, since your last school didn't focus too much on battling…"
"No sir, it didn't. Uh, I don't think my Pokémon are strong enough to battle everyone else's…" Lyra said, embarrassed.
"No worries there. I won't make you battle those guys." He nodded towards a group of hostile looking students. "There are plenty of students who can train you to become stronger. We won't throw you into battles right away."
"Thank you…" Lyra breathed a big sigh of relief. Her cyndaquil and mareep are really cute, but they're not really strong, unfortunately.
"Besides, you aren't the only one who has this privilege."
"Huh?" All three students said.
The coach already had his back turned on them and shouted at the other students. "Okay! LISTEN UP!"
The trio heard him blew his whistle, and saw him reading names off of a clipboard. He had another coach take a few students away to train them.
"The coaches here might seem harsh, but they're pretty nice people." Ethan said to Lyra as the head coach paired people off to battle. "Uh oh, looks like he's trying to egg a fight on…"
"How so?" Lyra asked, confused.
"Oh yeah, you don't know about the gangs yet…" Lance remembered and crossed his arms. "Well, you have five gangs. The Rockets, Magmas, Aquas, Galactics, and the Plasmas."
"And luckily, we have almost all of them in this class." Ethan added.
The two boys went on to explain each gang's origin and their current members. They pointed out each gang member that was in this gym class. They started out with Plasmas, and then went on to Galactics, Magmas, and Aquas. Last was Rockets, and the conversation got a little interesting.
"The leader of the Rockets is Archer." Ethan explained, "You don't have to worry about him because he's not in here. Then you have Ariana who's right over there."
He pointed at a red-headed girl tying her hair in a ponytail and glaring at her opponent at the same time.
"Next, there's Proton. He's really mean and cruel… It's a good thing he's not in this class…" Ethan trailed off with a frown on his face.
Lance became the speaker and went into more detail about the boy who hit on Lyra. Turns out he was trouble, after all.
"Last we have Petrel." Ethan took back the attention from Lance and pointed at a hunched over boy with a tuft of purple hair. He had his hands in his pockets.
"Watch out for him. He's really great at disguising himself…" Ethan trailed off since Lance interrupted him.
"Who is that?"
It turns out Petrel was talking to somebody. That somebody had his back turned on them.
"I think that's that weird smart guy in my math class." Ethan replied as he scratched his head.
"So he's one of the new kids?" Lance asked.
"Yeah, I suppose." Ethan shrugged.
"So I'm not the only new kid here?" Lyra curiously asked.
"Today we have three new kids here. You, that boy over there, and a beautiful girl in my literature class." Lance sighed.
"Third?!" Ethan cried. "There was a third new kid?"
"I just said there was." Lance sighed again. "Such beauty."
"Pfft. Get out of here." Ethan rolled his eyes. He shifted his attention to Lyra.
"That's pretty much all of them, I'm not sure if that new kid is in a gang." He said as he put his hands in his pockets.
It was pretty chaotic in the gym since there were was a lot of tension, shouting, and startling noise. If that wasn't enough to make Lyra nervous, getting a random tap on the shoulder was. She flinched and turned around.
"They want you up in the office." A coach told her.
She nodded her head and hoped she could make it to the office and then back to class without getting lost. She left the gym and made her way to the office as quickly as possible. She wondered about the many possibilities on why she was needed there. Little did she know, that the real reason was something she'd least expect.
Mrs. Hibiki greeted her and opened the door to the office. Lyra nodded headed towards the door that read 'Principal.'
"Ah, Lyra, there you are. Come on in." Giovanni called to her. "Oh, please shut the door on your way in."
She did as she was told and grew more nervous when she saw other men in the room with him.
"I know you're probably wondering why you were called up here. First, let me introduce you to these teachers. Mr. Archie, Mr. Maxie, Mr. Ghetsis, and Mr. Cyrus." He motioned to the men.
There was a dark haired, bearded man who wore his hair in a bandana, a redheaded man with slicked back hair, a man with green hair tied back in a ponytail, and a man with blue hair that stuck up in sharp looking spikes. Lyra quickly figured out that all of these men were the creators of the gangs. She felt more nervous than usual.
"I understand that you have many members of the gangs in your second period. I assume you've seen how much tension is in the air when they are around each other."
Lyra nodded her head and waited for him to continue.
"When we created the groups, many, many years ago, we didn't do it for them to hate each other as they do now."
"Well, we sort of did…" Archie muttered, looking at Maxie.
"But more as a rivalry." Giovanni said then directed his attention back to Lyra was still confused.
"We decided to hold a little game for them. We want them to try and work together, or at least get along with one another. Since you're new here, you can help us. You haven't interacted with any of them, so you aren't scared of their bias towards any of the others, which is perfect."
Yes, yes, I am scared of some of them Lyra thought.
She nervously spoke out, "W-what do you want me to do?
"We have a few riddles, codes, and other things planned for them. They know this, but they don't know they'll have to help each other out to win. We'll speak through you, and only you. So you tell them the riddles or mission, and you judge who wins the mission or gets the riddle right, and you tell us." Cyrus explained.
"W-wait, so I have to be the judge? I have to befriend them?"
"Not all of them, but basically, yes. I know it doesn't make much sense now, but it will soon." Archie smiled at her. "It'll be fun."
"Or a disaster. We haven't tried anything like this before." Ghetsis said.
"So, let me get this straight. You guys give me messages, riddles, clues, whatever, and I go to your gang and tell them. Then they try to figure out the riddle or do the task you want, and if they do it correctly I come back and tell you?" Lyra asked.
"And you tell us how they got along. The goal here is to make them get along better." Giovanni said. "That's basically it though. We never realized how split up the groups were and how they affect the student body. We'll tell them this today when we meet with our groups after school. Just be ready tomorrow."
"Oh… Alright…"
Lyra was still confused. The teachers, in a way, were forcing her to get five groups to participate in 'games,' which were supposed to make them all get along. That sounded just as easy as going back in time. How was she supposed to accomplish all of this?
She was dismissed from the office, but all she wanted to do was sit down and relax so she slumped in the closest chair. All of these thoughts were pretty heavy, but her mind somehow cleared when she overheard the teachers talking.
"Giovanni, you're being a hypocrite in a way. You tried to recruit the other two students, and yet left the responsibility to bring all of the gangs together to that last one. What are you thinking?" Ghetsis argued.
"Those two had potential. I could see it in their eyes. Even though I successfully recruited one of them, the other refused to be in any of the gangs. Ms. Kotone is kind of like that one, but I could see more sweetness in her. She seems to be the type that gets along with everybody." Giovanni replied.
Lyra became somewhat angry with that statement. Why is the principal using her to bring the gangs closer together? Why didn't he use that other person? Her mind became clouded again with heavy thoughts. She started feeling as if a headache was coming on.
There's no use to be sitting around here all day. I better get to class.
The bell rang and Lyra got up. Every step felt a little difficult since she felt dizzy and tired. She eventually bumped into somebody which snapped her out of that state.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!"
She looked up and saw that same green haired boy from earlier.
He shot an intimidating stare at her.
"What?!" he growled.
"Sorry!" she squeaked, scurrying away from him in fear and towards her next class.
This was too much on her first day. It was barely halfway through her first day, and she was already becoming a target for all of the gangs. What if they threatened her to tell them the answers to their creators' riddles? What if they hurt her?!
Lyra swallowed a lump.
She was going to have to become stronger sooner than she thought. She couldn't let herself get pushed around by these guys.
Feeling more confident and less tired, she walked through the classroom of third period.
Y
The so-called "gym" was easy to find. Upsilon found himself outdoors with a bunch of other students ready to fight each other.
If this were back in medieval times, these people would be bloodthirsty savages with a thirst for dueling.
He smirked at his own thought.
"Mr. Psychicus." A voice called from behind him. It was the head coach.
"Yes sir?" Upsilon replied.
"Welcome to gym class! Since it's your first day, you don't have to battle anybody so feel free to explore and talk to anybody!"
"Alright. Thank you." Upsilon was about to turn around when the head coach asked him something.
"Say, son. Did they ever battle at your school?"
"No."
The head coach started laughing. He stopped when he realized Upsilon wasn't laughing with him.
"Are you serious?"
"Yes." Upsilon replied in a deadpan voice.
"Well, how strong do you think you are?"
"Not that strong." Upsilon lied. He was pretty confident that he could beat most students here with his team of a magnezone, beheeyem, and galvantula.
He looked at his pokéballs and frowned. The aging machine affected his pokémon, too. Galvantula became a little smaller, but the other two devolved. Instead, he now had magneton and elgyem.
"Yup, not that strong." He said, unsure.
"Well, don't worry, boy, some of the other students might help you!" The coach told him. "Go out there, and have some fun!"
Upsilon left him. He later heard a whistle blow, and the head coach reading names off of a clipboard. He decided to relax by wandering down a path seemingly less travelled. There was the sound of footsteps being made behind him. He walked at the same pace as before with his hand on a pokéball. When he felt the time was right, he made a sharp turn and enlarged it.
"Woah, no need to get hostile, cousin." A purple haired boy held his hands up and grinned.
"Oh," Upsilon replied a little disappointed. "It's you."
"No, no, no." the boy replied. "You're U."
"Stop being smart with me, Petrel." Upsilon growled.
"Sheesh, some people don't enjoy humor."
"That's because I'm not Z."
The two stood there in silence. Upsilon already put his pokéball away since Petrel wasn't that much of a threat.
"So how come none of you ever told me that you guys were moving here?" Petrel asked. "I would've welcomed you way earlier."
"Our parents got murdered, and we had to move somewhere close to family." Upsilon lied.
"Oh…" Petrel's mischievous grin turned into a sympathetic frown. "I'm really sorry..."
"It's okay."
He kept on going with the questions. "Well, where are you guys crashing at?"
"We just got here! As far as I'm concerned, we're hobos."
"Oh…" Petrel's frown got deeper.
There was another moment of silence before one of them began speaking again.
"Let me show you around. It's your first day here." Petrel pointed at everybody and explained who he or she was. He grimaced at a Plasma girl and then stopped. Upsilon turned around to get a quick glimpse of a trio of students that just got here. All three of them were talking.
"Ugh. It's Lance and Ethan." He growled. "Two goody-two-shoes."
Upsilon had his back turned on them and refused to turn around once more. He asked Petrel which one was which.
"One looks like a red-headed Vegeta while the other has some bangs sticking out of his hat. Who does that nowadays?!"
While Petrel continued ranting his criticisms of Lance and Ethan, Upsilon turned around and watched a coach sneak up on Lyra and startle her. She later left the gym.
Upsilon quickly grabbed Petrel and pointed at her.
"Do you know anything about her?"
"No, should I?"
Upsilon let go of him and gave him a poker face. It really frustrated him when people asked smart aleck questions.
Petrel broke his train of thought.
"Since your new here. You don't know anything about the gangs, right?"
Upsilon lied. "Yes, I don't. Tell me about them."
"Well, in gym class, we get pretty heavy here. Tension's running high because most of the kids here are in gangs. There are five of them altogether." He said.
Upsilon nodded understandingly. He was interested.
"There are the ocean-loving land mermaids, the Aquas; the knights of PETA, the Plasmas; the space-loving geeks, the Galactics; and the Groudon occultists, the Magmas. The best of them all are us, the Rockets!" He grinned in amusement from his insults. He then looked at Upsilon.
"I mean me. Are you a Rocket?"
Upsilon shrugged his shoulders.
Petrel grabbed Upsilon and shook him while looking him straight in the eye.
"You should join Team Rocket. You've got what it takes!"
He stopped when Upsilon's glasses almost fell off.
"I don't know…" Upsilon lied while fixing his glasses. "I'm not sure if I'm up for it." He then looked up at his cousin who was going to say something.
"I'm done talking about this." Upsilon quickly added. His mind wandered to something else.
"I just thought of something."
"Yes?"
"Aren't you supposed to be battling someone right at this instant?"
Petrel became nervous and shifted a little. "Yes."
Upsilon watched a coach sneak up on him.
"THERE YOU ARE, PETREL! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE BATTLING NOT LOITERING AROUND! YOUR OPPONENT HAS BEEN WAITING ABOUT TWENTY MINUTES NOW!" He shouted at him.
"Sheesh, alright already. Can he come with me?"
The coach no longer sounded like a drill sergeant. "Why sure, certainly. This will be some good experience for you."
The two thanked him and followed him to a battle court. There was a blonde girl dressed in red at one end. She had fierce green eyes.
"What took you so long?" She growled at Petrel.
"Just making friends, unlike you." He smirked at her.
She shot him a glare.
Petrel nudged his cousin. "Remember, Magma." He whispered to him.
Make that a fiery glare that she wishes could vaporize him.
Both trainers stood at an end of the court in a battle stance. The coach stood in the middle on the sidelines, refereeing it. Upsilon decided to stand next to him.
"On this side, Lambda Petrel!" He shouted as he pointed at Upsilon's cousin.
"On the other side, Natalie Chem!" He pointed at the blonde girl who was still glaring at Petrel.
"You are allowed to use only one Pokémon for this fight! Whoever knocks out the other first is the winner! If both Pokémon faint simultaneously, it's a draw! I want a good, clean fight! Commence battle!"
Petrel sent out a weezing.
Upsilon coughed a little. I wish my cousin didn't have such an awful choice for favorite pokémon.
Natalie sent out an arcanine which proceeded to growl at its opponent. It looked just as angry as its trainer. Speaking of anger, she made the first move.
"Extremespeed!" She shouted.
Arcanine tackled Weezing at an incredible speed. Upsilon could barely see it run towards the poison-type abomination. A few bruises appeared on Petrel's "precious".
"Weezing, Poison Gas!"
At that moment Weezing emitted an awful purple gas which enveloped Arcanine. The arcanine choked on it and collapsed. It began to weakly stand on all fours. It was also twitching a little bit.
"Urg…" Natalie was clearly displeased with her pokémon becoming poisoned. "Flamethrower!"
Fire bursted out of Arcanine's mouth and scorched Weezing. It was now covered in burns.
Petrel's brow twitched and he shouted. "Use Sludge Bomb!"
Weezing launched piles of sludge at its opponent. It was about halfway or three-fourths from fainting. The signs of poison worsened for the twitching became worse. Natalie was bothered by it, but not too bothered. She seemed to have a trick up her sleeve.
"Arcanine, use Endure and standbye!"
The legendary dog creature took on a defensive stance; it also stopped twitching.
"Hm…" Petrel scratched his beard. He then stopped.
"Double Hit." He told his weezing.
Weezing somehow used the move, which surprised Upsilon, and did a considerable amount of damage through two hits (and poison). Arcanine was almost down for the count.
Natalie smirked; she was going to utilize her trump card. She commanded it to use "Reversal."
Arcanine began storing what power it had left and began to come after Weezing.
"Quick use Destiny Bond!"
A purple light engulfed Weezing just before it got hit. Despite it being a Fighting type move, it was so powerful that it knocked out Weezing. The same swirls on its eyes seemed to magically appear in a purple aura. That same aura surrounded Arcanine which caused it to produce similar swirls. It was apparent that Destiny Bond knocked Arcanine out instead of the poison.
The coach inspected both pokémon before announcing, "This match is a draw!"
The two trainers returned their pokémon. Natalie apologized to her arcanine for all the trouble she put it through before giving Petrel the same glare from earlier. He responded with a smug smirk.
"Be glad it's a draw, Nate. You could've lost you know."
Her face started turning a light shade of red.
"Or I could've have won and kicked your ass! I want a rematch!"
RING!
"Until next time, honey."
She looked as if she could just rip his face off then and there. Upsilon couldn't help but snicker a little. His cousin eventually elbowed him to stop and motioned to him to leave. Upsilon was now looking forward to having classes with his cousin and rival gang members.
X
Chi walked into her second period classroom. It was filled with posters depicting legendary pokémon. Her sights then turned to the approaching teacher.
"Good morning, Ms. Psychicus. I am your Mythology teacher, Mr. Cyrus." He addressed to her.
He seemed to be pretty polite even though his aura was like the color of his hair. Chi thought it strange that he didn't have eyebrows, but that's the only peculiar thing about him. She didn't like thinking negatively of strangers based on their appearances.
"Good morning to you, Mr. Cyrus."
Since the classroom was almost empty, he decided to make a little conversation.
"So… X I presume your name is?"
"Yes."
"X…" He was a little uncomfortable saying the letter as a student's name. "Do you like mythology?"
"Why yes I do! It is one of my favorite subjects!"
"Good. Good…" Cyrus nodded. He turned his attention to a few students entering the room.
"You may take a seat now, X. Class is about to begin."
She sat in the front row. The room was filled with about twelve students. Chi wondered if these were the same ones from her Literature class. Using her psychic powers, she detected that some of them were curiously looking at her.
Cyrus walked up to the front of the room and began a lecture about legendary pokémon. When he was finished, he asked his students to get into pairs to work on an assignment.
Chi didn't know who she should work with so she decided to do it by herself.
"Why hello there!" A spiky redhead walked up to her. His handsome face left Chi feeling flattered.
"Hello." She smiled. She felt a small blush forming on her face.
"My name is Lance." He bowed to her. He looked up to her with a smile. "What is yours, milady?"
She giggled. "Mine is X."
Lance's smile dropped a little.
"I'm sorry. Did I offend you?" She asked nervously.
"No, it's just unusual. That's all." He was looking just as nervous as she was. Chi guessed he didn't want to upset her. However, he snapped out of it.
"Would you like to work with me?"
"Why yes, certainly! That would be nice."
The duo worked hard on the assignment. They made so much progress that they finished before everyone else and had five minutes left. Lance used this time to try and get to know Chi better.
"So since this class is about legendary pokémon… What is yours?"
Chi giggled. "I don't have one."
Lance laughed too. "Same here! But I really like Dratini, Dragonair, and Dragonite. All three of them are my favorites."
Chi smiled at Lance. "Good choice. Dragonair is a really beautiful pokémon, so is Dragonite. Dratini's really cute, come to think of it."
"My favorite kind of pokémon are dragons. But then again, I am a dragon tamer."
"Really? Wow!" She exclaimed.
"Yes, really!"
In Chi's personal opinion, dragon-type pokemon are the strongest when it came to type advantages. As far as she knew, they only had two weaknesses: dragon type and ice type attacks. However, they weren't her favorite. Dragonite might be majestic and all, but she would pick a Wobbuffet over that any day. That showed how much she loved psychic types.
"Well enough about me. How about you?"
"I like the psychic type."
"Oooh. They're pretty mysterious."
Chi didn't reply to that. She just didn't have anything to say. Lance was going to move on to something else if the bell hadn't rung.
"I'll see you next period." He winked at her.
"Huh?" She asked, confused.
"Oh! You didn't know?" He was actually slightly surprised. "Most people in a grade share almost all the same classes. Sometimes there are a few seniors with juniors. Sometimes it's the other way around. And sometimes, there are some freshman and sophomores in classes with each other. A few of them also mix with us."
Chi understandingly nodded. It reminded her of grade school.
"Well, since you're going to third period with me, do you mind if I escort you?"
She was pretty sure that her face was really red.
"No, not at all." She said. "Thank you very much."
The two walked to third period together. Lance thought he was a pretty lucky guy.
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Third period went pretty well for Chi. Pokémon Breeding class was slightly difficult for her, but she managed to pull it off well with the help of the clumsy, scatterbrained Professor Elm and Lance. She was enjoying his company and his countenance, however, she would've liked a little bit of space.
On the other hand, Mythology for Upsilon and Lyra was a little bit chaotic. Lyra became slightly alarmed that she sat in Natalie's seat and moved up one because of a helpful hint that a young boy gave her. Upsilon just sat in an unoccupied seat in the back and enjoyed the first moments of class snickering to himself by imagining what would happen if Natalie found Lyra in her seat. She was already angry, but this time it wasn't at Petrel. It was actually directed towards Cassius, a blonde Aqua boy with a streak of brown in his hair.
Upsilon later turned his attention towards Lyra and eavesdropped on her conversation. Lyra greeted that boy and a shy auburn girl. She then asked them if she could help her with her training since she wasn't experienced. At the moment they both agreed to help, the tardy bell rung and a violet-eyed girl with blue hair walked in. She talked to Natalie, and Natalie became annoyed. Upsilon smirked before turning his sights on the teacher.
All eyes were fixed on Mr. Cyrus, and he began his lecture only to be interrupted by an argument between Natalie and Cassius. They were debating about the best legendary pokémon. To Upsilon's amusement and Lyra's annoyance, the argument became an all-out brawl which lasted the whole class period. In the aftermath, Lyra had a slight headache while Upsilon had a good laugh.
However, a question remained for all three of them when the lunch bell rang. "Where am I going to sit?" Upsilon and Chi pondered deeply about it while Lyra had an idea about it.