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I know this isn't the update you guys were expecting but after thinking about it over and over, I was not content with Chapter 2 for this story because I didn't know where to go from there so I decided to rewrite a few parts and change a few of the events. A lot of important points were changed so please read through the entire chapter. The events of this chapter are now canon to the story. I know it seems tedious to reread some of the things that did not change but whenever an author takes a while to update an SYOC story I am reading, I forget the some of the characters' names and personalities and even some of the events that took place in the previous chapter so this should help a bit because Chapter 3 will not take me months to complete since I am on Summer Break.

Also, it's a good thing that I rewrote the chapter because I found A LOT of mistakes. So many that I have to apologize for making you guys read that. I definitely checked the chapter at least a couple times so I have no idea how so many mistakes slipped their way in. I'd really appreciate it if you guys could let me know when I make so many mistakes in a chapter in the future. You don't have to point out exactly where I messed up (if you could, that would be awesome though). Just let me know if there are more mistakes than there should be. I am bound to make mistakes so if it's just a few, it isn't the end of the world.

Anyways, I'm answering the reviews to the previous Chapter 2 in the next chapter because I've got A LOT to address. I'm not sure if you can review this updated version of this chapter but if you can, please let me know what you think of it.

These are responses to Chapter 1:

grimbutnotalways: Yes, Alex was the only trainer in the group and I made Mark, Kari, and Sergio all different occupations on purpose because I knew most people would submit a trainer.

Vioet AND Will you make it in time: They're just dorms. I don't think I'll have enough time to do anything competitively between them. Or actually…maybe. I might do something like a little arc similar to the competition from Monster's University. And yes, the third house is Aqua.

Enjoy the revised chapter!

Chapter 2: Toilet Bowl

Kari could hear the sound of water trickling against the shower floor from the other side of the door as she pounded on it and yelled, "Kirsty! Hurry up! I have to get ready for class!" She held a pair of towels and her toiletries in her free hand, but the force she applied to them was cringe worthy.

Her little orange monkey joined her by slamming his tiny fists against the door as well. "Char! Char! Chimchar!" Kari and Chimchar had been at it for five minutes straight and they were not planning on stopping until the door opened.

"Kirsty!" she shouted as she repeated her aggressive action. The brunette was causing so much noise that she couldn't even hear the water cease. "Kir–"

The door flung open and a very short girl with violet eyes and creamy skin appeared on the other side with a look of frustration. Her wet raven hair was wrapped in a salmon towel while her body was shielded by its twin. A small brown Pokemon with a round body, striped bulb-like tail, and dark ears, was sitting comfortably on the girl's shoulder – a towel was wrapped around her head as well.

"What?!" she snapped back.

Kari placed one fist on her hip and stood her ground against the fierce five-footer by retorting, "There are other people that need to shower, you know?"

The little ape stomped around, "Chimchar!"

Kirsty rolled her eyes, "Um, excuse me? It's rude to rush someone."

"Sentret, Sen!" added the normal-type to antagonize Chimchar.

The little ape's tail grew in size and intensity as he continued stomping around, "Char! Chimchar, Chim!"

"It's also rude to make someone late on purpose," Kari responded aggressively.

"Uh, I have to shower too."

"You don't even have class this early!"

The violet-eyed girl leaned against the doorframe and crossed her arms while responding sassily, "Your point?"

Kari pinched the bridge of her nose and yelled, "Just let me take my shower!"

Kirsty seemed unaffected as she simply glared back at the brunette but she finally let out an exaggerated breath and responded, "Fine, let me get dressed. You're so pushy."

Kari was about ready to punch a hole in the wall as the small girl walked back into the restroom and closed the door behind her. Instead, the brunette grabbed her Poketch and sent a message to Mark.

Alex's room was bathed in a cobalt hue from the early morning sun that barely crept through the partially closed blinds. The three beds were all in different states. Alex's had a stray sheet thrown about it, Sergio's had a snoring lump covered by a navy and red checkered blanket, and Mark's had been made already.

Why couldn't he just wait for me to finish getting ready? The emerald teen thought to himself as he sluggishly ran a hand through his chocolate mane, distributing the hair gel throughout it.

He let out a yawn and slowly blinked his eyes. Alex was not a morning person regardless of what time he went to bed and would move about as though an iron ball were chained to each wrist and ankle.

The emerald boy looked from side-to-side to inspect the spiked locks and approved of them. As he entered his room, he found that Sergio was still asleep in his single bed. The silver-haired boy's first class was later in the day so his roommates agreed to be as quiet as possible while getting ready.

Alex grabbed his red flannel and put one arm through each sleeve one at a time when he heard something vibrate on a solid surface. He turned his head to where the sound resonated from to find a navy blue Poketch sitting on Mark's desk.

See, that's what he gets for not waiting for me. He forgot his Poketch. As he eyed the device, a thought popped into his head. Wait, the only people he knows here other than me and Sergio are Aaron and…Kari! He scrambled for the electronic and found that Mark had indeed received a message from the coordinator.

It read, Hey, my bitch of a roommate is taking long in the shower. Can you pick up some breakfast for me and I'll meet you in class?

Wait a minute?! She's in my class?! Awesome! And now I get a chance to impress her! This is totally awesome!

With wood burning in the furnace to fuel his enthusiasm, Alex dashed out of his room with his roommate's device clenched tightly in his grasp. He was unsure of whether the door closed softly or not, but he honestly did not care.

Mark aimlessly stirred the almost empty bowl of oatmeal before him with the plastic spoon, deep in ponder. What would the day entail? What would the teachers be like? What would the students be like? Would he be able to make any friends? One would ask why he even had to think about that. Weren't Alex and Sergio his friends? Well, he did not want them to feel obligated to be his friends just because they were living together.

The most prominent question of them all was Where's Kari? The two had agreed to meet in the dining hall before class and he had been there long enough to finish his breakfast. His crimson eyes fell to his wrist but widened upon realizing that his Poketch was not secured around it. No! I must've left it back in my room!

The ruby boy quickly stood up from his seat and began running back to his dorm. On his way out, Mark's foot bumped into something – or rather, something bumped into his foot – causing him to fall. After the immediate shock that came from falling, he found himself on the floor with a faint chorus of chuckling and snickering resonating in his ears.

His crimson orbs vibrated, unsure of what had just happened until he heard someone say, "Don't ya know it's against the law to litter?" He rolled over to find a group of older, larger teenage boys ridiculing him. The one in the center lowered himself to look Mark in the eye with his metallic spheres – a sinister grin stretched across this older boy's face. The look on Mark's face said that he was clueless as to what was going on so he pointed to the bowl of oatmeal with his thumb and continued, "You left your food back there." He shook his head and clicked his tongue. "Very irresponsible, kid. Looks like we're gonna' have to teach you a lesson, right boys?"

His friends snickered their agreement as their leader stood up and looked down at Mark with scheming eyes. His olive skin looked darker because of the hanging lights that cast a shadow onto the first year. Mark could identify his copper brown hair, which was cut in a military fashion, as well as what he was wearing. A red jacket was adorned over a plain white T-shirt and a gold chain hung around his neck. His jeans, which were held up by a black Poke Ball belt, were a greenish brown and his running shoes were gray.

The silver-eyed boy looked at the maroon X-transceiver on his wrist and said, "Alright boys, we've got about five minutes before class starts. Let's get moving."

Two of his friends forcefully helped Mark to his feet and escorted him out of the dining hall and the rest followed. As the silver-eyed boy was about to exit, he decided to take a look around and saw that most of the other students did not really care enough to question what was about to happen. In the corner of his eye, he saw a head a raven hair move. His metallic eyes scouted for it, but failed to locate their target. With a shrug, he exited the dining hall as well.

Alex only had a few minutes left before his first class so he quickly grabbed a collection of various breakfast options and tossed them all into his backpack. Mark was nowhere to be found so he figured he'd return the Poketch to him in class.

When he arrived to his first class, he noticed that there were still some available seats and gravitated towards the middle row where he waited eagerly for the coordinator and the breeder. A couple more students entered the classroom before a familiar brunette entered with an orange monkey riding on her shoulder, but neither seemed to be in a good mood.

He waved and called out, "Hey, Kari!"

She looked up at him and gave a friendly smile in return, but he could tell it was partly forced. Despite not knowing him for much time, she figured that it would be better to sit with someone she was at least a bit familiar with. She looked around for Mark first but oddly enough, he was not there yet so she figured that when he did show up, he would sit with Alex, anyway.

"Hey Alex," she said as she plopped down in the seat next to him. From up close, Alex realized that Kari had not dried her hair and there were little to no traces of make-up to be found on her face but he already knew the reason why. "Have you seen Mark?" she asked. "I thought he'd be with you."

Hearing her ask about Mark shook his hopes, but it was to be expected. They'd practically known each other since birth.

"No, he left to get breakfast before me but he left his Poketch," He lifted the navy device and continued his explanation, "So I brought you some breakfast."

She gave him a skeptical smile and asked, "You looked through his messages?"

Alex's shoulders stiffened as he responded, "W-well, um…I didn't go looking through them. It was just there when I went to pick it up."

Kari let out a laugh, "Okay, so what do you have?"

He unzipped his backpack and started bringing out his rations. "I wasn't really sure what you liked so I just got a bunch of stuff." Chimchar jumped onto the desk and snatched a banana before returning to Kari's lap and devouring the yellow fruit.

Kari grabbed a bagel, cream cheese, and a carton of orange juice and responded, "Thank you. That was really sweet of you."

Yes! She thinks I'm sweet!

The final person to walk in before the door closed was a young woman with fiery red hair held by a light blue headband and brilliant jade eyes enhanced by a pair of black thin-framed glasses. This young woman was beautiful with her creamy silk skin and her tall, yet thin frame. She wore a very simple outfit consisting of a teal short sleeve dress shirt, a pair of black slacks, and matching flats. A silver necklace was draped around her neck with a moon pendant and a black bracelet was latched onto her left wrist.

She made her way to the desk in front of the chalk board and spoke up, "Good morning, students." A few students gave her their attention but most continued their conversations. She sighed before sticking two fingers into her mouth and whistling. "Hey!" This time, all eyes were on her, just the way she liked it. Now that the room was quiet, she smiled victoriously – emerald orbs glinting with success. She turned around and took hold of one of the pieces of chalk from the silver railing before spelling out her name on the midnight surface. "For those of you who forgot or just weren't paying attention yesterday, my name is Ms. Bennett and I'll be your Pokemon Habitats instructor for the year."

Ms. Bennett picked up a stack of papers off her desk and approached the rising rows of desks. "I'm handing out the syllabus right now. Take one and pass the rest. If there are any leftovers, pass them towards the middle and I'll collect them. While those are getting passed around, I'll just go over what this class is about. This year, we'll be looking at the different locations that Pokemon can be found in and what kinds of Pokemon can be found there across multiple regions. You won't have to know every Pokemon found in every single route and location, but you will have to know things like the most common type of Pokemon in forests, which would be the bug-type."

A student raised his hand and said, "Ms. Bennett, here are the syllabi."

"Okay, pass them up. Does anyone need one?" After tending to the few students that raised their hands, she began, "Let's go over it quickly. At the top, you have the name of the class, my name, and my email which you can use if you have any question about the subject. If you want my personal email, you have to buy me lunch first," she said with a wink.

As Ms. Bennett went over her syllabus, Kari finished setting up her desk. Her pencil box – which was filled with pens, markers, highlighters, white-out, and other useful tools – was placed on the edge, exactly parallel with it, her notebook was turned to a fresh page, and a pencil, eraser, and sharpener were sitting on her left waiting to be used.

"Wow, you're really organized," Alex said, astounded by her preparation. He looked down at the single sheet of paper before him and the old, chewed-up pencil in his hand.

"Well of course, I need to be prepared for any situation."

"Now for the grading," Ms. Bennett continued. "There are no papers to write for this class so your grade is heavily influenced by the two midterms and final that you will have to take." The seeds of distress were planted throughout the class, but she tried to uproot them before they grew into chaos. "Now, now. It really isn't all that bad because the midterm you score lower on will be dropped. You will also be required to turn in homework every Monday that I will assign to you on the Wednesday before. Lastly, you'll get an extra credit opportunity which I will reveal midway through the year." Ms. Bennett continued through her syllabus, talking about grading policy, cheating, and other classroom guidelines.

"Alright, now that that's out of the way, we're just going to go over a few basic concepts for this class. Now, we all know that Pokemon can be found in the wild, but the kind of Pokemon you can catch depends not only on the region you are in, but also the specific location within that region. These specific locations are called ecosystems and the Pokemon found in each one differs from ecosystem to ecosystem. You won't be required to memorize where every Pokemon is found, but you will have to learn, generally, what kinds of Pokemon can be found in common ecosystems and know some examples. For example, can someone tell me what the most common Pokemon that you can find in a cave is?"

Multiple hands were raised, but Kari's was first and she shot it straight up with unbelievable speed and enthusiasm, causing Alex to flinch slightly.

"Yes," Ms. Bennett looked down at her sheet and said, "What's your name?"

"Kari."

"Okay, Kari. What's the most common Pokemon found in caves?"

"That would be bat Pokemon. Now I would say Zubat, but in Unova, they can only find be found in Castelia City's sewers. But then again, you did say most common, so yes, Zubat."

Ms. Bennett did not know how to respond to that at first, but decided that she would just nod. "Yes. Thank you, Kari. So today's lecture will be about the different ecosystems, one of which is caves. Others include forests, plains, marshes, deserts…"

The students transcribed her words into their notes, creating the soft scratching noise of lead meeting papyrus. Chimchar, who was calmly sitting on Kari's lap, looked up to find that her gaze was distant. She was robotically writing down Ms. Bennett's lecture word-for-word, but it did not seem like she was actually paying attention.

"Chim?" he asked timidly.

As if brought back from a trance, Kari rapidly blinked and looked down at her partner before whispering, "What's the matter, Chimchar?"

Alex quietly said, "You okay, Kari?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Just starting to get worried about Mark. He's supposed to be in this class with us and knowing him, he'd go sky diving into Sharpedo infested waters before ditching."

"You think so?"

"I know so. That's why I'm really starting to worr–"

"Kari!" The brunettes snapped their heads to the front of the room to find Ms. Bennett with her arms crossed over her chest. "It's the first day. I can't be that boring," she teased.

"S-sorry, ma'am. I won't interrupt you again." The redhead smiled understandingly and continued her lecture.

There were only about fifteen minutes of class remaining when a knock at the door interrupted Ms. Bennett's lecture. She opened it to reveal a breathless Mark who was desperately struggling to fill his shriveled lungs with oxygen.

"I'm so…sorry…for being…tardy," he wheezed.

"Oh my, are you okay?" the redheaded instructor asked. "Do you need an inhaler or something?"

He shook his head, "No…I'm okay, thanks." He took an incredibly large breath before finally standing up straight.

"Alright, I'm glad I don't have to call the janitor to clean your off my floor," she teased before moving aside to allow him in. "You're incredibly late, but I don't take attendance – I just teach the material. How well you do in this class is pretty much up to you." He nodded as she handed him a syllabus. "You can take any open seat you can find."

Mark stepped forward and scanned the room to find Alex and Kari waving to him so he could sit down with them. After climbing the aisle and taking his seat, Ms. Bennett continued speaking but Kari cautiously asked, "Why are you late?"

Mark's eyes darted to the side before returning to meet hers. "I…um, I forgot my Poketch so I went back to my room to look for it but it wasn't there. I had to retrace my steps but still couldn't find it so I checked the lost and found. It wasn't there so I had to submit a report." He had to omit a few details like the part where he got his head dipped in the toilet and had to go back to his room to take a shower and change clothing. Luckily for him, Sergio had already left their room when he got there.

"Here you go, dude!" Alex said cheerfully while handing Mark the navy device.

"Thanks," he whispered back.

Kari took notice of Mark's wet hair and pursued the topic, "Why are you wet?"

"Uh…the sprinklers went on while I was looking to see if I dropped it on the grass."

She nodded. Mark was never that good of a liar but for some reason, his responses were actually believable. Something about this whole situation still seemed off but she dropped the conversation, deciding it best to avoid being called on by Ms. Bennett again.

Kari sat on a bench inside the girl's locker room, tying the neon laces on her running shoes. One of the Poke Balls latched to her backpack shook vigorously and she couldn't help but laugh at Chimchar's attempts to escape. He hated confinement with a passion that burned hotter than his tail but had not yet learned how to break out of his capsule willingly.

She heard an unpleasantly familiar voice come from the other side of the lockers whine, "Ugh! Why is this stupid class even mandatory?!"

Hazel eyes rolled from irritation as the brunette stood up and plucked Chimchar's ball from her backpack. She did not want to stay to hear her lovely roommate vocalize her woes so she quickly exited the locker room but she was in such a hurry that she crashed into someone else, causing both to fall. As she sat on the floor, Kari saw a boy with olive skin and copper hair directly in front of her who looked like he was about to snap until he laid eyes on her.

"I'm so sorry!" she said frantically, scrambling to pick up the textbooks that fell with him.

He shook his head and reached for them as well with a gentle smile and responded, "No, no it's okay." They quickly collected the books and stood up. "You know, it usually isn't this quick that a girl has me falling for her," he joked.

She laughed, seeing his humorous jab at their situation. Her hazel eyes fell upon the book she still held in both her hands and read the title, Statistics in Life, and commented, "Wow, you're in Stats? So I guess you're a third year."

Kari handed the book back to him and he responded, "That's a pretty good deduction. Yeah, I'm a third year and I'm glad I'm in Stats. I might be able to figure out the probability of running into such a cute girl." He shot her a confident smile, earning a vivid blush from her. He extended his hand forward and introduced himself, "The name's Jarrel."

She accepted and softly shook it while replying, "Kari."

"Nice to meet you, Kari. I haven't seen you around campus before and I'd definitely notice a pretty face like yours so I'm assuming you're a first year."

She giggled, "You've got some pretty good deduction skills of your own, Jarrel."

"Thanks! Listen, I've got to get dressed for class or Coach Whit is gonna' bite my head off so I'll see you around?"

She smiled and nodded. "Definitely!"

Once Jarrel was gone, Kari proceeded to release Chimchar who expressed how upset he was with her by crossing his arms and turning his back to her. She rolled her eyes, but in a loving manner, and lowered herself to speak to him.

"Hey, are you still mad at me?"

He nodded, "Chim!"

"Aw, you know I couldn't leave you outside your Poke Ball back there. You're a boy and that's the girl's changing room." He stubbornly maintained his stance.

"Hey, you two get in a fight or something?"

Kari looked up to find Sergio approaching them in a simple gray T-shirt and a pair of black shorts. "Hey Sergio," she greeted. "And well, he hates being in his Poke Ball but I had to put him inside while I was in the girl's room." She turned back to her partner and bargained, "Would it make you feel better if I gave you a banana nut muffin later?" Chimchar turned his head slightly and raised an eyebrow. "Okay, two banana nut muffins." This time, he turned fully and cheerfully nodded before swiftly climbing up her body and latching onto her shoulder.

Sergio told the orange ape, "Hey, if you want, you can hang out here with me while Kari gets ready for P.E. from now on so you don't have to be crammed in that tiny ball."

Chimchar's onyx eyes were aimed upwards as he thought through his options. He barely knew Sergio but from the little amount of time he'd spent with him the previous day, the silver-haired teen seemed friendly. Above all, his hatred for confinement earned Sergio Chimchar's trust.

The fire-type nodded his approval and Sergio smiled warmly before saying, "Alright, we can have some bro-bonding," earning a giggle from Kari.

Alex stood in front of the colossal stadium in the center of campus, admiring the towering monument from its shadow. This was where his Battle Styles and Tactics class would be held, but he could barely fathom the idea that they needed the whole stadium just for one class. Were there really that many students in the trainer program? No, there couldn't have been more than a few hundred students at the banquet the night before. Could there? He really wasn't paying attention to that kind of thing.

An unfamiliar voice asked, "Hey, are you in Battle Styles and Tactics?"

Alex turned to find an adolescent boy with emerald eyes, lighter than his own. This stranger appeared as if his body was dipped in caramel with the exception of his hair which took on an inky color. The messy locks fell down to his neck and were sharpened into a barrier of spikes around his head, held back only by a white headband. His black T-shirt covered his small, but toned, biceps and his gray jeans met the black worn out running shoes on his feet.

"Yup! What about you?"

The raven-haired boy gave him a nod and responded, "Yeah! The name's Riley." He put forth a hand which Alex accepted upon introducing himself. "Nice to meet you, Alex. We should probably go in." Like Magikarp flowing down stream, the green-eyed boys followed the crowd through the corridors and gates that led to the field and bleachers.

Alex was overwhelmed by the inside even more than he was by the outside. There were hundreds of thousands of seats wrapping around the large dirt field in the center however, only the first few rows were being occupied by students and most clustered in a small section of the stadium with a few outliers sitting a few rows up or away from the rest of the class.

Alex knew that none of his friends would be in this class, but he did a once-over of his classmates – many of which, were having conversations – and then down at the field to find a tall, slightly tanned man with dark brown hair combed in a professional manner. He wore a black blazer, slacks, and dress shoes but also a gray T-shirt and a black diamond stud in each ear, which befuddled Alex because his expectation of how a teacher should appear resembled Dr. Boykin's appearance.

"Is that the instructor?" asked Alex.

"Looks like it. He seems pretty lax." Riley slid into one of the rows and took a seat.

"Mind if I sit with you?"

"'Course not!" Riley replied with a smile.

"So what year are you?"

"First. How about you?"

"Same."

"Cool! Where do you come from?"

"Vermillion City in Kanto. And you?"

"Lavaridge Town in Hoenn."

"I've never heard of Lavaridge Town but I have heard that Hoenn's really hot."

"The region is known for its humidity but Lavaridge takes the cake. People go there for only one of two reasons. One is for the hot springs and the other to challenge the gym leader, Flannery. Other than that, it's just a bunch of old people getting even wrinklier in the hot springs." Alex laughed and the two continued talking until the instructor began speaking.

"Alright, so I think we should start now." The remaining conversations began to cease. "You guys in the back, come on closer!" He waved his arms theatrically. Most students did as he said, but there were some stragglers who were fine where they were. "Come on, now guys. Let's come together!" The remaining distant students came closer to him and plopped down onto their seats. "Great! So I'll start by introducing myself. My name is Mr. Querrero. You can call me Mr. Querrero or Mr. Q – whichever you'd like. As you may've guessed, I'll be your Battle Styles and Tactics instructor for the year. For the newcomers, this is actually my first year teaching here so if you're feeling a little overwhelmed, do what I did when I came. Stand up," he raised both of his hands like a conductor.

Alex and Riley looked at each other and decided to play along with their instructor. Mr. Querrero could not tell apart all of the first years from returning students, but enough students had gotten up for him to feel comfortable to continue.

"Take in a deep breath through your nose," he could hear the faint sound of wind flowing into nostrils, "and say, 'YES!'"

"Yes!"

Not all of the students standing did it so he had them repeat the process until he felt that enough were doing it.

"By saying a positive word like, 'yes,' you put positive energy out into the world. And what you put out, you get back. So any time you're feeling sad or intimidated or unsure, just yell 'yes' or something positive and you'll feel better. Okay, so this class is going to be different from the rest of your classes. For one, you don't have to worry about written tests or essays." There was a chorus of cheering and clapping, making the tall man chuckle. "Alright, alright, settle down. You'll still get homework assignments, but they won't be too common. They'll mostly be worksheets to test how well you understand the material I teach. That being said, you will have a midterm and a final in which you will battle either myself or one of the third years which will be acting as T.A's for this class. All battles will be recorded because I'm the only one who decides your grades for the class.

"My lectures will take up about thirty to forty minutes of class time and will be followed by a mock-battle between me and a student – usually a third-year – so I can demonstrate the subject of the lecture in action. Since we're here for almost two hours on Fridays, we'll have more of a hands-on session, which will mostly just be practice. So today, I was thinking that we can just have a few matches as an icebreaker. So who's up first?"

Most of the students raised their hands. The first one that Mr. Querrero saw belonged to a pale boy with greenish-brown eyes and spiked dark brown hair.

"Okay, you and…"

"Me! Me!"

"No, me! Choose me!"

His chestnut eyes fell upon Alex and Riley who were raising their hands wildly like a couple of Vigoroths. How could he not choose one of these boys to battle?

"Alright, the 'Dynamic Duo'. Play Rock-Paper-Scissors to see who wins."

The boys swung their fists down ferociously, "Rock-Paper-Scissors! Rock-Paper-Scissors! Rock-Paper-Scissors!"

"Yes!" Alex cheered. "Rock beats scissors!"

"Darn it!" complained Riley while his new friend eagerly ran down the steps and jumped over the protective railing on the ground level.

Alex approached Mr. Querrero and his opponent to find that the adolescent was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a yellow T-shirt underneath a black and yellow striped hoodie with a hood designed like a Beedrill's head.

"Alright, boys what are you names?"

"Alex Arceo!"

"Chase Kelder."

"I want as many students as possible to get a chance today so are you both okay with a two-on-two?"

"Works with me!"

"Same here."

"Okay, walk to your sides of the field." Once they stood across from each other with the dirt field in between them, Mr. Querrero spoke to the class, "Okay, so this will be a two-on-two match. The winner will be whoever can knock out both of their opponent's Pokemon. Challengers, ready?" Alex plucked one of the spherical devices from his belt and enlarged it, trying to contain his anticipation. Chase did the same and the two stared at each other with unwavering confidence. "Begin!"

The Poke Balls were launched into the air and popped open, accompanied by a blinding white light. Alex's Pokemon of choice was his Pikachu who stood on all fours with a confident smirk to match his trainer's. On Chase's side of the field was a Breloom who was eagerly bouncing up and down. He extended his red fists to jab at the air signifying that he was excited for the battle.

Chase put his hand forward, "After you."

"Gladly. Pikachu, Electro Ball!" A yellow sphere formed on the mouse's tail which he swung to launch the projectile at the mushroom-headed kangaroo. The attack was a direct hit but Breloom seemed to not have taken much damage.

"Alright, our turn. Seedy, use Spore." A cloud of green dust was spewed out from the red openings on the Breloom's head. It fell around Pikachu, inducing sleep. The chubby rat became numb and his body hit the ground. "Leech Seed!" This time, Seedy show out three small seeds which produced vines and wrapped around Pikachu, sapping away his health.

"Oh no, Pikachu!"

"Seedy has to get the health he lost from your Electro Ball attack somehow and Potions are damn expensive," he jested.

Alex put Pikachu's Poke Ball forward with the silver button aimed at him and a red beam rescued the electric-type. He unclipped another and threw it out. "Go, Charizard!"

When the orange lizard landed, the ground beneath him shook slightly. "Wing Attack!" Charizard's wings were cloaked in a blue light as he flew across the field.

"Jump up!" Using his powerful legs, Seedy propelled himself high into the air, dodging the attack in the process.

"Come back around, Charizard!" The fire-type curved around and continued his attack.

Not knowing what else to do, Chase commanded, "Use Spore!" The green powder connected with Charizard, but the dragon-like Pokemon fought the urge to sleep until his wing slammed into Seedy's gut, hurtling him to the ground. With his opponent defeated, Charizard drifted into sleep and crashed down to Earth.

Chase recalled Breloom and sent out his Snorlax. The impact that the large blue normal-type made when she hit the ground was enough to lift Charizard a few centimeters off the ground.

"Kim, use Body Slam!" She jumped into the air and carelessly landed on top of her opponent. The shock caused his eyelids to fling open and bring him back into consciousness, but underneath Kim's weight, he would soon faint.

Charizard frantically struggled to free himself, shooting fire out wildly. While he was under literal pressure, Alex was under figurative pressure as his neurons fired rapidly, trying to come up with a counter-strategy. The answer came to him when one of the Flame Bursts that Charizard was firing off, hit Kim's foot, making her retract it reflexively.

"That's it! Charizard, go nuts with Flame Burst!" Understanding what his trainer's plan, the fire-type spat out flames that exploded upon making contact with the ground and some of those stray embers made Kim fidget enough for him to throw her off. Once free, Charizard soared into the air to get as far away from her as possible. "Now Dragon Rage!" Dark indigo flames built up in his mouth before being shot down at the normal-type. Unable to get away quickly enough, Kim was bathed in the draconic flames. Charizard continued the onslaught until both trainers could feel the small tremor caused by the Snorlax's defeat.

Charizard did a victory lap around the field before landing in front of Alex who celebrated along with him. Mr. Querrero nodded along, impressed by the display, before clapping. When he realized that only he and a few students were clapping, he turned to the class and said "Come on, guys. Both of them deserve a clap for their performance." The majority of the class joined in while the competitors recalled their Pokemon and shook hands in acknowledgement of each other.

"Man, you seriously scared me for a second there. If Charizard went down, you definitely would've won. Pikachu would've been flattened out like a pancake."

Chase laughed, "That was some pretty quick thinking on your part. You definitely deserved that win."

"Thanks! I hope I get to battle you again some time."

"Likewise." The two clasped hands, showing a mutual respect for one another.

Alex was not very thrilled that his last class would be ending at five in the evening but there was not much he could do about it. Upon entering the room, he found the teacher – a lanky man with ivory skin and dull sapphire eyes. His frizzy sandy hair was tied into a ponytail that barely reached his neck. He adorned a lab coat over a pale green shirt, light gray slacks, and black dress shoes. He seemed to be occupied as his dry, ghostly fingers pummeled his keyboard.

After giving the room a once-over, Alex found his silver-haired roommate sitting at one of the onyx tables, casually listening to the music blaring from the violet headphones on his head. When the second year saw him, he removed the device, letting it rest around his neck, and called Alex over to sit with him.

"Hey, you're in this class?" Alex asked.

"No, I just thought I'd sit here for an hour," he responded sarcastically.

Alex laughed and jabbed back, "You don't know how to spend your free time, then."

"If it were up to me, I'd be playing my guitar right now." Sergio removed his backpack from the seat next to him, allowing Alex to claim it.

"It kind of is. You picked this class, didn't you?"

"I hate Chem. Besides, so did you." Alex stayed quiet. "What?" Still no response. "Missed the deadline to pick your classes, didn't you?"

"I didn't even know we had to pick them!"

Sergio chuckled and shook his head. "The sad part is that I'm not surprised."

"Hey!"

"So how's your day been so far?"

"It's been alright. Habitats and Algebra were whatever but I got to battle in my Battle Styles and Tactics class."

"You battled in a class about battling? No way!" Sergio rested his head on both palms and sarcastically said, "Tell me more!"

Alex couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, smart guy. Don't make it obvious, but you see that guy with the Beedrill hoodie?" Sergio cautiously turned his head and whipped it back to Alex.

"What about him?"

"My Battle teacher let us do a few battles today and I totally whooped him." Sergio could physically see Alex's ego bubble expanding. "He was tough, though. If it weren't for my totally awesome Charizard, I think I would've lost. But of course, my quick thinking saved the day." He proudly tapped the side of his head with his index finger.

Alex's gloating was cut short when he laid eyes upon a golden-haired goddess who was contemplating on where she would sit. She was absolutely radiant and her short stature coupled with her willowy figure gave her a delicate appearance. Her dark gray eyes were somehow…brilliant? It was a strange paradox. They were physically dark but the kindness they emitted made them seem brighter. Her skin had been lightly toasted by the sun, leaving her a slight tan and her golden hair fell just below her shoulders, flowing in waves in some places.

Her outfit was every bit as radiant as she was and added to her appeal. Her black sleeveless shirt hugged her form and a single strap over her right shoulder could be seen under her white jacket, which had light gray accents. Her black skirt revealed her smooth, creamy legs – or at least the small portion that did not adorn her white boots. A small faux diamond was tacked to each ear and a silver chain hung around her neck with a faux circular diamond pendant.

"Dude…" was all Alex could say.

"What?" Sergio asked.

"I think I'm in love."

Dark spheres redirected to the golden maiden, who was now climbing the aisle. As she neared them, Alex smiled at her and said, "Hey there, you look lost. But not as lost as I am in your eyes."

She cocked her head and said, "Je suis terriblement désolé mais je ne parle pas l'anglais." (I'm terribly sorry, but I do not speak English.)

Alex was speechless. He was at a loss for words. He had just hit on a girl that had no idea what he was saying. How could he recover from that? His momentary loss was broken by Sergio's laughter.

The silver teen addressed the girl, slightly uncertain if he was speaking Kalosian correctly, "Il est bon, il va bien. Comment allez-vous, Cherilyn?" (It's good, he's okay. How are you, Cherilyn?)

The girl smiled and nodded, "Ah, bien. (Ah, good.) I am doing, well, Sergio, thank you for asking." Her accent was rather strong, but she spoke clearly.

"Hold on! What just happened? I thought she couldn't speak English. And why do you know her language?"

"Alex, let me introduce you to Cherilyn." The blonde tugged at both ends of her skirt and did a small curtsy. "Cherilyn, this is one of my roommates, Alex. Okay, let me explain. Cherilyn is from Kalos so she was just speaking her native language."

"But she speaks English perfectly fine."

She placed her hands on her hips and responded, "It's a good way to steer guys away, no?"

"I could've easily gotten my four g's back from yesterday if I bet you that you couldn't get her number but then I'd feel bad. Now to answer your second question, I lived in Kalos for about a year working in the regional professor's lab before coming for my first year here. I met Cherilyn in a class we shared last year."

"Ohhhhh. Hey, I still could've gotten her number! Nothing stops me!"

Cherilyn giggled, "No you could not. I'm not just giving it away, you know?"

"Hey Cherry, do you want to sit with us?"

"Oui! (Yes!) I do not see why not."

Special thanks to:

Vioet for Kirsty Mira
X3rn345 for Jarrel Carrera
callofduty1994 for Ms. Bennett
Will you make it in time for Riley Bosque
The Prince of Light for Mr. Querrero
grimbutnotalways for Chase Kelder
Legolas Dragon Slayer for Cherilyn Esme Beauregard

Alright, so thank you for reading the revised Chapter 2! I know I cut out some of the more enjoyable parts like Kari slapping Jarrel and a few of the jokes but I honestly feel that this version sets up the following chapters much better. If you can review, let me know what you thought of this chapter and if not, let me know in the reviews of the next chapter!

Alright, so that's it for this chapter. See you all next time! Legacy, out!