Pokémon Academy!
I got an idea from a story called Ranger School Adventure. But this story won't be that close too it just that theres a school. Kids who have a Pokémon can go to an academy and battle and become trainers. They can wear a uniform and are put into mixed grades. Theres no age for grades it's just the level of your Pokémon and nothing else. You're graded on your normal stuff, but did I mention that you have one class period devoted to training and playing with your Pokémon? Well you are!
Recap: "Actually heres my first question. Who are you?" asked Liz.
~Mike's POV~
"Wait what?" I was thinking she was joking but I could tell she wasn't.
"Who are you and where am I?" Asked Liz as she sorta moved away from me.
"Liz, it's me Mike. You're my best friend and we're dating and well you were put into a trance like state thing by a guy named Alexander and well he hurt you." I looked at the ground not feeling good in the stomach.
"So you're my boyfriend? That's crazy Tiff would never let me have a boyfriend." Stated Liz.
"Well she really didn't but you didn't listen to her."
"Oh… can I go home please? I should go make sure Tiffany and my brother's okay." Asked Liz still sounding confused.
"Sure. Let's go." I stood up and helped her up feeling like I was dying inside.
~? POV~
Susanna will be very happy to know that Miss Lizbeth Soles can't remember her own boyfriend. Finally I can take Liz back and take what is mine. Lizbeth Soles will be mine and I will be sure of that.
~Damien Rodriquez POV~ (owned by Art Geek Freak (guest))
~Next Morning~
I was walking on the beach wearing some khaki's and a white and black polo with my red TOMS. (Too tired to create this outfit) I saw a girl wearing a yellow and white polka dotted sun dress with yellow flats in her hands. She had blonde hair and a face that looked as if it would belong on a vintage doll. Her hair was braided over the shoulder and some Ray Bans on her head. A Smoochum stood right next to her walking around. I walked past her or well I thought I did. I accidently ran into her falling on top of her on the ground.
I got off of her and started to apologize "I am so sorry. I'm a true klutz. Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine. Not hurt at all. Whats you name?" asked the girl.
"Its Damien Rodriquez, I just moved here and I was exploring. What about you?" I asked her looking at her hair and her beautiful face.
"The names Lynn Mercier." Said the girl- I mean Lynn. She had a slight French accent but not too noticeable.
"Hey Lynn. So do you go to Pokémon Academy also?" she looked at me like I was an idiot.
"Yeah I do. It's the only school here by the way idiot." I looked at the ground and nodded.
"I'm not an idiot I'm just a special person." I got her to laugh at that one.
"So where do you live?"
"Maria Lane, fifth house on the left it's a white French villa style house. What about you Damien? If that is your real name."
"So you're the one who owns that enormous house! I live next door to you then. Sixth house on the left it's a yellow French Villa style house."
"The Old Cedar Place? That place is haunted!" exclaimed Lynn.
"What happened there?" I knew the place was old and it used to belong to this REALLY old couple and then they just mysteriously turned up dead last year but I didn't think it was haunted.
"The last people to own it had owned it for like a hundred years because it used to be Mr. Cedar's parents house. They had like a bunch of kids who didn't want the house and stuff like that and then on Christmas Day I went over there to give them some of the Christmas cookies me and my sister made for them like we have every year since me and my sister moved in with our Foster Parents which was like 5 years ago. Anyways I had opened the door with the key Mrs. Cedar had given me 'cause I took care of their dog, Rex, a lot and I found Mrs. Cedar dead in their bedroom in her bed. Then found Mr. Cedar dead in their kitchen where he had a bottle of milk in his hands and then Rex was barking at the open window. Everyone thinks that they were poisoned or that it was a natural death but I know it wasn't because I found a syringe in their bathroom full of this green gooey stuff and it was totally creepy." Said Lynn. She sure likes to talk sometimes.
"So what happened to the dog?"
"Oh he lives with me and my sister and my foster parents now. He's the big St. Bernard in my backyard."
"So did they ever figure out how Mr. and Mrs. Cedar died?"
"No the syringe I had given them was lost and no one ever found out if it was medicine or poison. But I think they were poisoned. So do you live with both of your parents or what?"
"I have foster parents. The Williams. I also have a little sister. (I decided to not have her die because well a cliff has water so she was just injured really badly!) She almost died a few summers ago when she was hiking and fell off a cliff. She broke both her legs and a wrist but now she's better just has to be careful when she walks or runs. She's 11 and hers names Ashley. She has a Charmander and a Ponyta. Ponyta was her started and Charmander was found when he was an egg when she was hiking at our old home."
"That's cool! I've met your sister a few times. You sorta look like her though her hairs longer and she's a bit shorter than you." I laughed and then stood up.
"We should have a stakeout for that ghost tonight! I'm home alone since Ashley went to a sleepover and my parents are on a second honeymoon."
"That would be awesome! Did you sister by any chance go to a sleepover at the Laurence household?"
"Yeah she did!"
"My sister went there too and my parents are both at some convention thing so it would be just me and Rex all night so how about we have that stakeout?" I nodded.
"You can bring two or three of your friends and we can all be alone in the house watching for the ghost of Mr. and Mrs. Cedar." This time she nodded.
"Okay. I'll bring them and meet you at your front gate at how about um 8:30 tonight? I'll bring soda and you can take care of the snacks. I have some ghost cameras and stuff in my house so we can set up cameras."
I nodded and walked off. "See you tonight Lynn!"
"Right back at you idiot!" shouted Lynn. I smiled and walked to the grocery store to buy chips and stuff.
After a $100 shopping bill at the grocery store in which I bought, chips, salsa, carrots, potatoes, candy and some other things. I carried them into the house groaning at the weight. I made a grilled cheese for lunch then started to set up an old ping pong table for the food to be set on. I really hoped everyone would be okay with this.
At exactly 8:30 PM the doorbell rang. I was wearing black basketball shorts and a white T-Shirt with black compression socks. I ran to the door sliding on the rug and opened it. "Hey guys!" Lynn, a guy with dark brown hair and a girl with black hair that had a red streak in it walked in.
"Zoey, Jason, this is my friend and neighbor Damien Rodriguez. I met him on the beach today. Damien this is Zoey," She pointed to the black haired girl, "and this is Jason." She pointed to the boy.
"Sup." Said Jason.
"Hey Damien. It's nice to meet you." said Zoey.
"Nice to meet you guys too." I was feeling sorta wary of Jason he was kinda staring at Lynn's boobs the whole 10 minutes we were standing there. "Oh where are my manners? Come in." They walked inside and I saw that Jason was holding a camera case; Zoey held a tripod and Lynn had 4 things of soda, Root Beer, Coke Cola, Sprite and Yellow Mellow.
"So where we setting up?" asked Lynn.
I walked over to the large living room and said "Um camera can be put by the window but pointed so that the entire living room can be seen. And the soda's go onto the ping pong table with the food. I'll go grab the sleeping bags really quick." I ran upstairs and grabbed the four sleeping bags, a red, a pink, a green and a blue one. Enough for each of us to have one.
"Okay so which one do you guys want?" Lynn proceeded to grab the blue one, I grabbed the green, Zoey grabbed red and Jason got the pink Barbie one that belonged to my sister. I stifled a laugh along with the girls.
"Well at least pink is a manly color. Unlike green or red. But pink and blue are the colors of love. So what do you think Lynn?" said Jason.
"Jason, stop being a sexist pig. You sound like your trying to lure a hooker into your bed." Said Lynn.
I couldn't help it and neither could Zoey. We fell onto the ground laughing. "What are you guys laughing at?" asked Jason.
Zoey replied, "N-nothing. Oh man that was funny!"
Lynn started to laugh as well.
"Whatever." Said Jason. He rolled his eyes and then went to set up the camera. I grabbed a handful of chips and started to eat.
"So when do we go to sleep?" asked Zoey.
"We're gonna play an all nighter." Said Jason.
"Zut ce ne sera pas bonne." Said Lynn (please tell me that is the correct thing for: Oh Gosh this won't be good.)
"Pourquoi dites-vous cela?" I took French class at my old school and know a little bit.
"Jason n'est pas une bonne personne s'il reste debout toute la nuit."
I nodded. "What are you guys talking about?" asked Jason.
"Nothing." Stated Lynn
"Uh okay…" said Jason
~3 hours later~
Jason and Zoey crashed an hour ago so now only Lynn and I are awake.
"So have you had any strange occurrences in this house?" asked Lynn.
"No, but sometimes I swear I hear footsteps at night. It's creepy in the old house. When was it built?"
"I think 1880. The Cedar's have owned it for generations, three generations to be exact."
"Wow… that's cool! Maybe more than one generation haunts this place."
"Possibly! It would be awesome." At that moment lightning lit up the sky and I heard footsteps from upstairs.
"Wait…. We're all in the living room…. Who's upstairs?" asked Lynn.
"No clue. I'll go check it out."
"I'm coming with you." said Lynn.
"Are you sure? It could be a robber or something upstairs."
"I'm sure. It would be cool if it was an actual ghost." I nodded and we slowly crept up the stairs.
"Is anyone here?" I whispered. I felt a hand grab my shoulder. I looked back and saw Lynn. "You okay?"
"I thought I heard something coming from the second bedroom. Let's go check it out." Said Lynn
The second bedrooms my room! We walked to my room and I saw a man wearing all black going through my closet. "Hey stop!" I yelled.
"What could you do little boy?" asked the robber. He had a thick Hungarian accent.
"Leave now!" I yelled. He held up a gun.
"If you step closer I'll shoot your little girlfriend." He pointed it at Lynn.
"Don't you dare hurt, Lynn! And she's not my girlfriend!" I stepped in front of Lynn so that instead of the gun pointing at Lynn it was pointing at me.
He grabbed my dad's pocket watch.
"Set that down!" I lunged at the man and the next thing I felt was a bullet going through my shoulder and falling to the ground.
~LYNN'S POV~
"Damien!" I screamed. I lunged at the man throwing his gun out the window. I grabbed the pocket watch while the robber jumped out of the window empty handed. I grabbed a shirt from Damien's closet and held it to the bloody wound.
"Damien, stay with me." I told him. "Jason! Zoey! I need help!" I screamed. Zoey was the first one upstairs.
"What happened!" shouted Zoey.
"Call 911! Go now!" she nodded and ran downstairs. Jason came upstairs and saw the bloody mess that was Damien. The blood soaked through his shirt and it was coming faster. The shirt I had grabbed from the closet was soaked through. "What do I do?"
"Take his top shirt off and hold it to the wound." Said Jason.
"Go help Zoey with calling the paramedics!" I shouted while peeling off Damien's top shirt and pressing it to his wound. "Damien, stay with me. Don't close your eyes."
"Trying… not….too" he coughed out. I felt like crying but I wouldn't cry. I won't cry. The paramedics soon arrived and took Damien to the hospital. I rode in the ambulance with them.
As soon as we reached the hospital Damien was put into an emergency surgery. The bullet was deep into his shoulder, near his collarbone and he needed a blood transfusion. He's O+ and that's like super rare to find. "Wait check if I'm O+." I said to the doctors.
"Okay but O+ is a very rare type of blood. Only one in ever million babies are O+." (I think that's what it is. according to my sister who is O+ that's what it is)
"Just test me! I'm not letting my friend die." I might've just met Damien today but I kinda like him. As in crush like that is.
"Okay. Please follow me."
Five minutes later it turned out I was O+ and they took the pint of blood needed for Damien's surgery. They gave him the blood and got the bullet out within three hours time.
"Mr. Rodriguez should wake up shortly. The surgery was successful." Said the doctor
"Could I go speak to him? Please?"
"Yes you may. He's in room 14. First one to your left." I nodded and walked into the room.
Damien laid in his bed asleep, or uncouncise one or the other, he had a bandage wrapped around his arm and a cast that was from his wrist to his shoulder. That will be very uncomfortable. He had multiple wires in on his body moderating his blood pressure, vitals, heartbeat, brain activity, and other things like that. "Hey Damien." I said while sitting in a chair next to him.
"I'm sorry this had to happen to you. You didn't deserve being shot. I want to thank you for jumping in front of me. If you had died I wouldn't have been able to live with myself knowing someone had saved me and I hadn't been able to save them. I got your pocket watch. It's in my purse. You stood up in front of that man when you could've ran and left me there to be shot. You're brave Damien even though you're sorta shy. And that camera's still on in your house we can look at it when you get back to see if the ghost of Mr. and Mrs. Cedar show up." I felt something touch my hand and saw it was Damien's hand.
"Hey Lynn. What I miss?" asked Damien.
"Damien, are you alright?"
"I'll be better; don't worry. Have you been crying?" he tried to sit up but failed miserably.
"Yeah I did for a little bit. But it doesn't matter anymore. It's the past. How's your arm feeling?"
"Well it's a little sore but I can tell you I'll get much better soon. When do I get out of this place?"
"No clue. I'll go ask." I stood up and went to a nurse outside.
"Do you know when Damien Rodriguez is allowed to leave?"
"He leaves in the morning. We have to monitor him overnight and then send him home with his pills." Said the Doctor. Um Doctor Montez.
"Thanks!" I walked back into Damien's room. "Congratulations Rodriguez you can leave tomorrow morning."
"Oh okay. Thanks Mercier." I smiled at him.
"No prob Dam."
He chuckled and smiled at me. I felt something compared to butterflies in my stomach. Wait why did I feel butterflies in my stomach? Do I like him? No, no way! I do not like my best friend, well my friend who I just met today and is like my best friend.
"You okay Lynn? Your blushing redder than a tomato." Asked Damien
"Huh? Oh haha yeah I'm fine!" I felt my face grow warm. Under my breath I said "Je suis le plus grand imbécile en vie. J'ai failli vous laisser mourir."
"What?" asked Damien
"Nothing. Just me being me!"
"Okay…" his eyebrows were knit together and he was looking at me with a confused look.
"So Damien any girlfriends?"
"Nope! I really never had the guts to speak to a girl back at my old town. What about you? You and that Jason guy looked pretty cozy."
"Jason is a sexist bastard. He tries to ask me out nearly every day and he always has this god awful sexist comment to try and ask me out with. And nope no guys in my life. There probably won't be any." I slumped into a chair.
"Hey don't talk like that! You'll find that guy who will treat you correctly and you'll be loved by him and treated like a princess." Said Damien touching my cheek. I blushed again.
"Thanks Dam." I looked around wondering what we could do. I knew for sure I would spend the night here. Well it's like midnight so yeah I'm staying. "What do you want to do?"
"How about watching the news!" said Damien in fake excitement.
"News it is!" I turned the TV onto the news channel. The news looked very, VERY boring.
"Is Nickelodeon on?" asked Damien.
"Let's hope."
I turned it to Nickelodeon and saw that a Josh Hutcherson movie was on. "Well at least Josh is cute."
"He's not that cute." Said Damien
"Okay, keep telling that to yourself Damien."
Then a nurse ran into the room. "This entire place is under lockdown. Someone stole important information and they had a gun. Please stay in here."
~NIALL~HORAN~NIALL~JAMES~HORAN~I~HAVE~AN~OBSESSION~
MWAHAHAHA THE CLIFF HANGER STRIKES AGAIN! Haha I'm hyper I had pie! With lots of whipped cream! I got out of a breakup and it's my comfort food I'm not a normal child Mwahahahahahah! Sorry I am really not a normal child. I'm going roller-skating on Thursday but before having a potluck picnic at my house and also swimming. Or we'll be playing soccer (football for you Brits, Scots and Irish folk) I love playing soccer! It's my favorite sport next to swimming. Though I'm not in shape at the moment since I had a recent ankle injury that made me not run for like a week or so. Well I'm gonna go work on my Pokemon Flood Story! Please send in a character if you want too!
~SeaFoam