Disclaimer: same as on Chapter 2
"Coach before we begin can I pass out cupcakes I made this morning to everyone?" a guy on the team whose silver medium length hair was combed in a surfer hairstyle with some cerulean blue streaks and golden highlights asked Barkley. He was wearing his usual: an orange short sleeve shirt over a yellow long sleeve shirt, white jeans shorts, and yellow sneakers.
Coach Barkley stopped and turned slowly to look at the young 15 year old junior, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, "Shane. What have I told you about your sweets? Nobody wants them right before practice." Shane's light blue-green eyes frowned at the statement, the smile on his face never fading. Shane's about 5'2 with a swimmer's build.
"Um yes we do Coach," Freddie piped up, tossing his finished bag of candy away. Shane perked back up hearing this.
Barkley stopped walking again, "Haven't you eaten enough sugar already Viceman ([Freddie])?... Alright fine, but just the trainers trying out."
"Probably not, Coach," Freddie replied. Shane did a small fist-pump before rushing over to the sideline bench, uncovering his plastic trays with freshly baked cupcakes in them. The rest of the group arrived at the practice fields, awaiting the coaches' next commands.
"Introduce yourselves to everyone while we handle some business before we begin," Coach Lesley said to everyone, turning to Barkley who was staring at Eric with a 'Well?' look on his face.
Shane approached a freshman recruit who was wearing a long sleeve shirt with the sleeves rolled up and dark jean shorts and black flip flops. She was about two to three inches taller than he, looking into her dark blue eyes with hints of gray around the irises, "Cupcake?" She held out a hand and shook her head, her straight, rich, dark chestnut colored hair to her waist with small ringlets towards the bottom swaying. "Oh are you a recruit?" she nodded. "Are you shy or something?" She shook her head no. "Do you.. talk?" Another head shake no. "Oh, well, alright then, nice to meet you..." she typed on her Pokégear the name 'River', "River," he smiled at her and then moved to the next freshman. In his mind thinking, 'wait til Tyler meets her...'
Coach Barkley pulled Eric aside, grabbing him by the collar of his suit. "Why is it the first day of tryouts, and my TOP recruit. ISN'T. HERE. You were in charge of-"
"Coach, he's walking out now-" Eric said, straining, motioning his head to the left. Barkley looked left and let go of Eric's suit coat, smiling. At that moment, loud rap music, "Mercy" ([by Kanye West, Big Sean, & 2Chainz]), started playing, coming from the direction towards the arena. The other coaches looked as well, different facial expressions appearing on each.
Everyone stopped what they were doing at the sound of the music coming from a small speaker hooked to the recruit's belt. "Showtime baby," he said to himself. He raised one arm into the air pointing up to the sky while bobbing his head to the beat. He brought his arm down and began walking with a certain cocky-like swagger toward the coaches. He was shirtless, wearing a red snap back hat, green camouflage cargo shorts that sagged a tiny bit showing a small bit of his boxers, and white Nike sneakers. Around his neck appeared to be gym badges on ribbons from the Kanto region that clanged together as he walked, there were six of them. He was tall, standing at 6 feet with very muscular build. He had bright blue eyes, medium length brown hair that rested down towards his eyes.
As he got to the coaches he lightly smacked the athletic director, Daniel Bell, on the ass, saying, "Sup coach," as Bell jumped in surprise. He continued past them until he was in front of most of the other trainers. He stopped and raised his arm in the air again, bobbing his head again to the beat.
"Who the hell is that?" Tyler asked to Barry, who shrugged, "And why doesn't Coach let the rest of us go shirtless to practice?" sounding disappointed.
"Everyone, this is Kirk Lazarus from Vermilion City," Coach Barkley announced, sounding pleased. He walked over to the other coaches and started talking about the plans for the day and looking over the new recruits' files.
Kirk walked over to some of the girls, where Megan and Shane were talking amongst them. "Hey baby, what's your name?" he asked Megan, giving her a quick head tilt up, some of his muscles flexing as he talked.
"I'm Megan Bower! And you're Kir-"
"That's a pretty name you got there, just like your hair," he said, reaching to stroke the aquamarine blue.
Over on the side Tyler was looking at the interaction with disgust on his face. "I hate him. Who is this guy?" he asked Barry, shaking his head.
Megan quickly grabbed his hand and pulled it down, "Ah ah! Don't. Touch the hair."
"Feisty, I like tha-" Kirk started, but at that moment Tyler walked over and pressed the Off button on his speaker, making Kirk look down in disgust.
"Hey, beach boy, why don't you go back into the locker room and put on some real clothes," Tyler stated.
Kirk snorted, looking at Tyler's muscle-hugging black t-shirt, red, teal, and white board shorts, and black and teal sneakers, "These are clothes, Oscar tha G," he turned his music back on and turned towards Megan again.
Tyler glared at Kirk, shutting his music off again, his voice growing slightly higher-pitched, "I'm sorry what did you call me?"
"Oscar, from Sesame Street, man," Shane helped, Tyler's eyes widening.
"I'm sorry, allow me to introduce myself. I'm your team captain," he said sternly.
"My team don't have a captain, actually," Kirk snorted.
"Oh really? Well try this one on for size. Take a lap."
"You take a lap!"
"Guys, chill-" Shane tried.
Tyler's voice higher pitched again, "You take a lap! .. Or three!"
"If I take three laps I might as well run all the way back to the dorms."
"Maybe you should! That sounds like a wonderful idea!"
"No Tyler! Kirk it's-" Megan started.
"Fine then! Peace out homie!" Kirk said upset before turning around and start walking away, Megan following him.
Tyler put a hand in the air with a peace sign, "Peace out... peace out you, you too homie. Hah!" he said awkwardly looking at Barry with a smirk.
"Woah woah woah," Coach Barkley said, raising his hands up and stepping in Kirk's way, "what's the problem?"
"Tyler was just... being Tyler," Megan said.
"That dude tried to tell me I ain't dressed!" Kirk said looking down at his shorts as if it were obvious.
"Kirk, relax. Take a deep breath, look at me. Kirk, take a deep breath. Good. Now go in the locker room and put your shirt on and get back out here. We're about to start," Barkley said while smiling. Kirk winked at Megan before walking towards the locker room in the arena to change.
"Alright! Listen up!... I'm going to run this like a usual practice. We begin every practice with a circuit, so everyone release your Pokémon. Lesley, go ahead and explain to them about the league real fast," Coach Barkley began, gaining everyone's attention quickly.
As the students released their Pokémon, "Thank you Marshall. I'm Lesley Michaels, I've been here for the nine years Marshall has. To start off, I'll tell those of you who don't know what the league defines as a match. It's important that you know this. A trainer battle is all three of a trainer's Pokémon against another, and a match is made up of individual trainer battles. You will lose the battle if any two of the following three happen: you withdraw your Pokémon, if your Pokémon becomes too weak or faints, or if your Pokémon refuses to battle. The high school league does eight trainer battles per match, meaning we have to win five. If we tie, the next trainer is sudden death, best Pokémon versus best Pokémon. So the spots to start on this team are very competitive. We can only start our best eight, but we keep the next best seven as reserves," Lesley stated.
"And our starting lineup changes from week to week. Ok, here's how this is going to work. The station to the left we'll do agility and power drills. Over here to the right we do speed and endurance. The third station is rest. We go for ten minutes in each station, rotate, ten minutes, rotate, and so on. Three rotations is a set. We do two sets before moving on. If your Pokémon screws up, you take a lap, around all three fields here. The goal of practice is to get your Pokémon to their full potential for battle. Let's get started then, Sanders split 'em up," Barkley said clapping his hands together.
"Seniors, which do you want to begin with?" Coach Sanders asked. The three seniors all replied with 'speed and endurance'. Sanders sent them over and then addressed the others, "Juniors and sophomores can start with agility and power. And freshmen and everyone trying out wait here. Let's go!"
AN: Well, Day 1 of tryouts is going to take up 3 chapters xD After Day 1 is complete I'll probably skip to the end of tryouts, where I have some great stuff planned already.
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OC's: (note: I chose OC's randomly to introduce that fit the plot best, I have 5 more to introduce so if your OC wasn't in this chapter they WILL be introduced in the next or possibly one after so hang on :D , with the exception of those I told would be used as the rival school's trainers. Rivals!? What? Dun dun dunnnn).
Shane Sanders is the OC of JJun, River Hemingway is the OC of Ariesbird, Kirk Lazarus is the OC of my buddy in real life (on here: Jarl Josef Windcaller),
