A/N: Hey everyone, what's up? I thought that I would try to get something out on this one, and since my true first chapter isn't finished, I decided to post what I do have finished. Until my first chapter is up, this is what I've got. Once the rest is done, I'll post it up over this one, so be sure to keep an eye out for it. Also, I'm going to start thanking reviewers at the start of each chapter, and try to reply to every review. So thank you to ReLeeS and Nanashi Chimera for reviewing!

Enjoy, and remember to tell me what you think in your reviews!

Edit: Hey, thanks to ReLeeS, I've decided to leave this as the first chapter and make my next update a new chapter. I made a few minor edits, so you should probably re-read it if you've already read it. Thanks!

Chapter One – Ghostly Presence

I sat in my desk and stared at the lone paper that sat on it. It was a worksheet for math. I looked at it and did nothing. Not because I didn't understand it, but because I couldn't concentrate on it.

My stomach growled again for the hundredth time that day, and I glanced down at it. I inwardly cursed myself for not eating breakfast this morning. Usually I at least grab a breakfast bar, but today, I woke up late and had no time to get anything.

I leaned back into the makeshift bed that my desk provided me. Since my desk was backed up right to the wall and the side that allows students in and out of the seat was close to a corner, I had made use of a stack of textbooks by placing my backpack on it and using it as a pillow.

As I lay there, I let my mind wander. It was all that I could do to keep my mind off of my stomach. I first thought about my homework. It wasn't too hard, just some simple algebra. I studied the room, surveying the many other desks with a student in each. I barely knew any of them, and that was normal for me. I only knew one person well, and that was Elizabeth Myrick.

Elizabeth, or Lizzy as she preferred, was a quiet person, practically silent. She rarely spoke, and when she did, it was in a near whisper that was barely audible. She was fairly pretty, with long brown hair and light blue eyes. She was somewhat short, but just as tall as I was. She was somewhat skinny, and she seemed frail, but when she found something to stand for, she held her ground. I knew that from personal experience because I was one of the things that she often stood up for.

I started to think about how much I actually liked her, wandering into how beautiful her features were. Then I shook my head, letting my brown hair flop all over my head wildly. I blinked my brown eyes once, getting the previous thoughts out of my head, and I got back to my original train of thought.

To tell the truth, I was generally ignored. I belonged to no clubs, nor any groups of people. I wasn't smart enough to be a nerd, nor was I cool enough to be a popular kid. I wasn't funny enough to be a class clown, nor depressing enough to be an emo. I almost felt like a ghostly presence; a ghost wandering around in the state of invisibility knowing that I was there, but no one else was able to see, much less note my presence.

Except for Lizzy. She was my only true friend. That's why I know her so well.

Anyway, I went back to my daydreaming. My mind wandered to what we would do next hour. Next hour was… history, that's right! World History. We were studying what was called The Grand Revolution. Currently, we were discussing why it had started in the first place.

The bell brought me back into reality. Finally, lunch time! I quickly stood up and gathered my stuff. I was so grateful that I had first lunch shift, and that Lizzy did too. I quickly ran through the hallways and made it to my table. Yes, my table. Only one other person sat with me. And I'll give you one guess as to who it is.

I quickly dropped my backpack and binder on the table and ran to the entrance to what our school called "The Lounge". I pushed through the gate that was there to keep traffic flowing smoothly and grabbed my tray. I got my usual food: two beef soft tacos, a basket of curly fries, a carton of milk, a bag of chips, and a Pecha Berry slushy.

I quickly made it through the check out and sat down at my table. Lizzy was already there, seeing as she always packed her own lunch.

"Hey there, Lizzy," I said.

"Hi Kyle," she replied in her usual quiet voice.

I quickly turned my attention to my food, extremely hungry. I grabbed my first taco and began to chow down. Lizzy and I ate in silence for a few minutes. Well, not really silence since the lunchroom was filled with the sounds of other students talking about the latest news or some other thing.

After a while, I had finished off both of my tacos and was working on the fries. I looked up to see Lizzy looking at me strangely. "What?" I asked, thankful that my mouth wasn't full. If it were, I'd have sounded like an idiot.

"Oh, nothing," she answered, looking down. "I've just never seen you eat so fast before."

"Sorry," I apologized, "I didn't eat any breakfast this morning so I'm really hungry."

"I see."

I looked at my food again and then back at Lizzy. I suddenly remembered that I wanted to ask her something.

"Hey, Lizzy?"

"Yeah?"

"What do we do in World History today?" I asked. Since she had the same class that I did with the same teacher for her second hour, I figured that she could tell me so that I could be prepared. I also wanted to make sure that we were doing what I thought that we were doing.

"Just some notes on the start of The Grand Revolution," she answered, confirming my thoughts. I studied her look, and she was not looking too particularly happy. Many people would have the same kind of face that she did if they were talking about it, but she wore the face for a much different reason.

I should probably explain. About one hundred years ago, this world actually used to be inhabited by creatures called Pokemon as well as animals and humans. Humans got along quite well with Pokemon, and people even went as far as to train with them and battle each other with them for fun. Places called Pokemon Gyms popped up in various cities, and earning a badge from one of these Gyms was a great achievement.

Then The Grand Revolution happened. I'm not too sure about how it started, but all I know is that it resulted in the hatred and near extinction of Pokemon. I guess that I'd learn more about the cause in my next period.

Anyway, back to Lizzy's face. Her eyes were narrowed, and she seemed to be disgusted by the very idea of The Grand Revolution. Many others might look just like her, but she had a different reason. I shared her view on the subject, feeling my face take on the features of a scowl. I greatly disliked that subject because it involved the downfall of such a great race of creatures.

I remember in the textbooks that Pokemon used to have so many different species, maybe around 500 or so, and were greatly populous. They used to respected, and people used to work with them quite often. I don't know exactly why things changed, but I knew it dealt with their eventual demise.

It's safe to say that I didn't share the same views on Pokemon as others did. They all feared Pokemon, but I didn't see what was so bad about them. Even looking at the pictures, they didn't look fierce at all, but instead, they looked frightened. I don't know if any others saw this but Lizzy and me.

So I just nodded, muttered, "I thought so," and let the tense subject go. I turned back to my food and tried to finish. Unfortunately, my appetite had gone after imagining how the lesson would sound. Every time that we were forced to talk about it, there was one universal tone used: pure hatred.

I couldn't stand that tone when talking about Pokemon. It just seemed as if they were talking down about them. I just had to stand and bear it. Sadly, I felt that I wouldn't be able to do so today.

I sighed. I was just going to have to force myself to stay quiet. This was going to be tough.

A/N: Remember, this is no longer half of a chapter, it is the entire first chapter. Thanks, and hope that you liked it!