Julie stood on her tippy toes and dusted her mother's shelf on the wall in her room after having removed the books lined up on it. She'd already swept the dust from the clock and nightstand and had washed the pillowcases that sat on the green couch chair by the window.
It was Monday. The weekend had consisted of her lazily lying in bed, Veela, watching two episodes of Passion Bullet that she took a liking to, and helping her mother around the house like she was now. Tomorrow was Tuesday, when her two days of weekday suspension ended. At least she'd gotten around to painting her nails with a fresh layer of sky blue, brightening her mood for some time, alongside opening her bedroom window for the first time in a few days to let some chilly air in since it was getting stale.
Her mother had just finished making her bed with a mint-colored blanket in the corner and closed the curtains, turning on the lamp beside it. She sat on the mattress and watched Julie finish up, setting the duster down and beginning to put the books back as they were. "Julie."
She set the first book that was in her hand on the end of the shelf and turned to look at her.
"I want to know how you've been feeling. You were in bed since Friday and have barely spoken or eaten over the weekend, and you have to return to school tomorrow." The last thing she wanted was for Julie to deal with more than her depression and mind could handle.
Julie turned around fully. "I feel okay now. I was down before, but I think I'm ready to go back..."
"You think, or you know? Please be honest, sweetie. If you aren't emotionally stable right now, you can stay home. Your health is more important."
"I'll be okay, Mom. It was just one bad instance," she said with a rueful grin. "I can do it."
"That was the first occurrence? No one has ever picked on you before that boy?"
"...No." That was the biggest lie she had ever told her mother. She just didn't want her to worry and make a big pointless fuss out of her treatment at Ecruteak. Her mom dealt with a lot as is, including caring so much for her and her condition. "I'll be okay. I promise. I've had time to heal."
"Okay..." She opened her arms and beckoned Julie over.
She went and leaned into the embrace her mother pulled in, sitting on her lap and resting her cheek on her shoulder while staring at the wall. Julie didn't like this, and it was because she wanted to cry. She just tried her absolute best to stay composed and utilize any strength she had day after day.
"I'm sorry that happened to you, sweetie." She hugged Julie's sides and rubbed her back with her hand. "You're the kindest girl, and they don't know that. I don't understand how anyone could call you such awful names or put their hands on you. I would have fought to ensure that never happened again, but I want to respect your wishes too."
Julie shut her eyes and blew silent air through her mouth. "I know. You're the best. I appreciate it... I just want everything to be calm. I'm almost done."
"I understand. Just know I'm here. If anything happens, whether it's another person or your emotions, don't hesitate to come to me. It doesn't matter if I come home at midnight from a never-ending shift, and it will never matter how old you are."
"I'd trust you with anything." She kissed her shoulder, exhaling afterward. That was true, too. Julie just couldn't tell her everything.
Julie was on her way to school the following morning in light blue jeans and a dull yellow jacket with white sleeves but passed the structure and first pulled her bike into the plaza across the street from it. She got off to walk it through the lot toward the mart with a few cars and two saddled donphan parked, with one letting out a deep "phan" and flicking its trunk at her. Whatever that meant. Julie passed and set her bike by the wall, pushing out its kickstand and opening the mart's door a foot away. Julie heard a bell jingle above it as she did.
"Welcome!" the older male cashier chimed without looking up from the newspaper he held.
"Hi," Julie replied while making a beeline to the back of the store past shelved goods. She stopped at a stand in a corner with many small, tied plastic bags of berries with juice at the bottom sitting on ice, looking over the various types. She'd gotten lum last time, but Julie wanted to get Midnight something he hadn't tasted in a while, so she grabbed a bag of blue oran ones and took it up front, standing silently before the cashier who was immersed in his paper. "...Excuse me," Julie said after nearly half a minute passed, eyeing the bulky blue Pokégear in his hands that he was using.
It was still odd seeing those. None were manufactured anymore, and the only people who still held onto them and got them fixed constantly at willing electronic stores were older towns, cities, and third-world regions that weren't actively developing. Maybe it daunted them. Her mother was also forced to toss her gear and get a cell phone in order to keep her job at the Center, but she kept her old gear in her closet.
Modern cities and daily life in them didn't allow Pokégear or any other makes to thrive and had pushed society to transition over time. Only in the last five years had it truly been voiced by politicians and tech companies through campaigns and frequent advertising. World governments had been weary about the effects new technology would have on society, just as they had been with vehicles after first introducing them.
However, Julie couldn't entirely blame the older generations that still held on to the life they'd settled and were comfortable in. From their perspective, it would be like Julie growing up with her current cell phone, using computers, other technology, and programs she was familiar with for the next thirty years— all things she would be more than well-versed in, then having a massive new rise in technology render everything she knew obsolete and expect her to get with the times.
The man lowered it and looked up, then quickly set it down. "Ah, apologies apologies. I did not realize."
"It's okay." Julie grinned slightly and set the bag on the counter. She didn't feel as nervous as she would usually while conducting business because she'd been here multiple times. "Just these."
He took the bag and typed what it was into the computer. "Two hundred twenty," he said while watching Julie reach into her pocket.
She pulled out and counted three off-blue colored bills and two dull silver coins that were slightly smaller than her palm with a detailed outline of a great ball carved into their surfaces, handing them over the counter while picking the oran bag up, though she stood and waited for a green light.
The coins started tiny, and in Johto, the smallest one with the most negligible value was bronze and had the outline of a common pokéball carved into it. The most valuable, which held the value of 135, equivalent to one pokébill, was a shiny gold with a carved ultra ball on it.
Bills functioned similarly. They had numbers stating the value on each corner, but different pokémon were the face of them the higher in value they got. For instance, pidgey was on the weakest bill while Ho-oh was on the strongest.
The man looked at the money and put it in the register. "Okay. Good day." He nodded her off, pulling his paper back up.
"Bye." Julie started turning. "And uh, y-you too," she added before heading out the door. She was so awkward sometimes. She rarely had smooth exchanges with strangers and hoped that'd improve one day. Julie got on her bike once outside and sighed, riding through the still lot other than some people entering shops.
Just a few minutes later, she entered school while holding a bag of berries by her side, relieved that she wouldn't have to see Ricky on her first day back. Surely enough, as the math teacher said, there were posters plastered on walls above lockers showing Brycen in his signature blue outfit and mask. 'Upcoming film event in the auditorium. Visit the office for more info!' it read.
She just wanted to graduate already. She couldn't wait to graduate— for the most part, anyway. Julie was reminded of the only reason she was sad to have to leave when she saw Midnight strolling down the hallway. He was far from her locker and seemed to be roaming aimlessly until he saw the familiar and beautiful female out of the corner of his eye, so he trotted and sat at her locker.
Other than Midnight being on her mind all weekend, Julie had thought about what Alyssa said. Julie may start being kind or at least cordial to more people. The more she considered her behavior, barely looking in the direction of others and refusing to speak to anyone unless approached couldn't come across well.
As she made her way through groups of students walking to classes or at their lockers, she received a few glances, but this time she greeted a few of them, even giving off a slight grin. It was something Julie hadn't really done before, and a girl whom Julie saw daily as their lockers were beside each other seemed weirded out by it. Others smirked or snickered, even whispering among their friend groups.
"Ugh… Ricky was right. Alyssa was right, but that's okay. Before I leave this school, I'll try to fix my reputation, even if just a little," Julie mumbled to herself and arrived at her locker. She didn't mind Midnight here for once as she was beyond glad to see him. Julie kneeled and took his cheeks into her palm and the side of her occupied hand, squeezing them and speaking quietly, "I missed you soo much, cutie. I got you a treat too since I've been away for a while."
"Mmb..." Midnight could only sit there. He was being held in place rather firmly. He tried to glance in the direction of the oran berries that he could barely look at too.
"Feel sorry for you."
Julie looked up and saw Leia putting her backpack in her locker.
She snickered and looked at her with contempt. "No boyfriend the entire four years you've been here. No friends but one edgy pity party with straight C's, and you're always wearing a lame hoodie or something. Insecure much?"
She smirked and looked at Julie with a shrug. "Ricky was right, and so is anyone here with a voice and social life— yeah, you trend around here, in case you weren't aware. Pathetically easy to talk about. Be a loner all you want, but you meet the school's fuckin' umbreon at your locker almost every day now too? The jokes write themselves.
Seriously, we all see it and laugh about you at lunch. It's just no one's said it to your face, but you've gotta know. I'm tired of watching you be a total reject next to my locker. It was a breath of fresh air when you were suspended. You could be so much better with those looks and your body... Instead, you're eighteen and can barely stand in front of a class?" She bit her lip under a devious smile. "No one's forgetting the time you literally couldn't finish that speech and had to be sent back to your seat last year, crying at seventeen. Get a grip and a life already."
She faced Julie and shrugged. "Or be the weird girl who'd like to think she's worth something while practically dating a pokémon." She shut the door. "Bit too late now, though, huh?"
Julie didn't even know what to say to that or what she'd said about Alyssa. Leia would never say that to Alyssa's face because Alyssa wasn't afraid to defend herself verbally and physically, and Julie wouldn't tell her since she didn't want Alyssa fighting and getting expelled. She was already on her last strike.
Julie watched her walk away and glanced at others stifling giggles or grinning, and her cheeks flushed all over again.
Leia stopped before a group of three girls from Ecruteak grinning at their lockers and looked at the one in the middle about a year younger than Julie, a tan brunette with some weight on her. "And... sorry, Gelica, but you're grouped with Julie. You may not be the definition of a reject, but you're nothing close to beauty..." Leia eyed her body down and up to her face. "Nothing close, and you lack the smarts on top of it. So, you don't get to laugh with us." She raised her eyebrows with a smug grin. "Just reminding you girls of your places, hun. Good day."
Julie watched Leia leave and pass a boy Julie's age with short blonde hair, tracing her finger along his collar while walking, and he smirked, joining her down the hall.
Julie glanced at Angelica, who now looked like she'd lost a loved one, and her friends had done nothing but stand there and now comfort her through talk. Leia was so full of herself. If Julie had it in her, she would call her a bitch, and if Angelica hadn't been getting enjoyment with her group out of Julie's suffering, she'd feel for her.
Julie had taken a few classes with her in ninth and eleventh, where she knew her to get decent grades but had never talked to her. She only ever hung around her group that was from this city as well, but why would she be grinning at Leia's words? Julie was seen as a complete pariah here, sure, but Angelica was a victim and subject to it as well, judged automatically for being a student from Ecruteak. They had to work twice as hard to prove themselves, and even still, they weren't embraced by Johtoan students.
Was Leia right too, though? As Julie knew, people watched her, but how closely, and was Julie genuinely a target for constant gossip? They really knew how to get to her. First Ricky and now Leia. Julie could foresee people bullying her more directly just for the fun of it now, and she knew already that she wasn't built to take that. It'd destroy her.
Julie should have learned to expect this odium after two years, but it had gotten progressively worse with time. Her chest was tight and face hot. She wanted to burst into tears, but that was her worst option. The only thing keeping her together right now was—
She shifted her eyes back to Midnight, focused on him, and tuned out the surrounding disdain, nearly whispering after the moments she used to calm herself within their union. "Locker room hall after my next two classes..." Julie released Midnight's cheeks, giving him the ability to nod.
Midnight peered down the hall Leia went down while holding his tail upright.
She stood and grabbed her book, water, and supplies, shoving her backpack and the berries inside her locker and pacing to class with her head down while feeling stares, tears welling in her eyes. Everyone thought that way about Julie, didn't they? She was a pissy, stuck-up, self-absorbed bitch who just adored the school's property and hated everyone.
The hoodies and jackets she'd worn to school since 9th grade had always provided her comfort in social settings, not to mention it was cold in most classrooms, but now she hated the fact that she still did. People like Leia demoralized her.
And yes, Julie got deathly nervous presenting before people, which her condition had worsened exponentially. The time Leia was referring to was during speech class, where Julie had to stand before twenty students and the teacher at the whiteboard to read a five-hundred-word essay on the climate around Johto out loud after she'd bawled herself to sleep the night before because of her father.
Her heart had been pounding hard enough to burst from her ribcage, and turbulence was building within before it was even her turn. Julie had watched other students present, some giving confident performances with little to no hiccups, others stuttering or visibly nervous, but when Julie went up, it was a disaster.
Her voice was shaky from the start, and she threw in a lot of 'uh's, and um's' alongside stuttering, but halfway through, she somehow lost her place and spoke the same sentence aloud twice, which threw her off and embarrassed her, and she froze with a drawstring in her fingers. Right there in front of everyone.
It was utterly silent.
You could hear equipment creak and other classes in session outside the door. Everyone was staring at her, awaiting her next word, but Julie couldn't say anything. She tried to and kept stammering and stopping abruptly. Her face was red, and she could have pissed herself after hearing a few snorts, subtle giggles, and seeing others hide smiles.
After almost a minute which felt more like an hour, the teacher dismissed her back to her seat, where tears started coming that she wiped away and tried to hide, but some students noticed. Luckily, Alyssa wasn't there to witness it, but it didn't matter since Julie's ordeal was spread around the small school anyway.
The teacher ended up giving her a C for her subpar performance. It sucked because Julie felt that she was articulate, but no one would know.
What a fantastic thing to come back to. Julie would still try her best to change. Maybe they were right. In her current state, she could be deserving of this treatment. They didn't even know what contemptible acts she'd committed with Midnight on the grounds of this very school. She didn't want to be the most hated student by the end of everything.
She wished she didn't care. Julie wished she didn't give a fuck like everyone else. She felt it didn't matter, that none of this did since she would be dead one day, along with those who were bullying her. Everyone would move on after graduation and go to college, get jobs, and marry. Nothing about now would matter in the long run. It was ephemeral, as was the world and everything within, but belittling Julie was such an important factor in their lives, right? It's as if they were forcing her to conform— like they were obsessed with it.
On the other hand, she wanted to enjoy the short time she was granted in this life, and she wanted to be respected and likable, but after the bed she'd made at this high school, that seemed near unachievable. It didn't hurt to be kind, but she couldn't get everyone to see that. If they wanted to be concerned with a few years worth of popularity and a vague sense of influence, fine, but it didn't hurt to be kind.
Julie stopped before the door to regional history and faced the wall so passing students couldn't see her face. She sniffled, took a deep, shaky breath, and shut her eyes while looking up at the ceiling. She couldn't walk in like this. "You're okay. You're okay..." Julie whispered and lowered her head. She reached and wiped the tears from under her eyes and on her cheeks, feeling her heart slow while taking calm breaths.
Then contorted her face slightly and winced, cutting an audible whimper as more tears came. Julie wiped them as they formed, feeling her heart wrench and breaths shallow. She couldn't stand here and sob to herself for the next hour. Someone was bound to catch on, and she didn't want to let this school crush her. Julie just wanted to go home. She wanted to turn around, pick up Midnight on her way down the hall, and walk home, never looking back.
Upon clearing her face up enough, she entered her first class, went and set her bag down, then sat at her desk while awaiting the teacher. Julie took a pencil from her bag and set it on Jane's without looking.
Jane grinned. "How sweet... but I brought one this time, Jules." She set it back on Julie's desk. "I'll remember that you thought of me, though."
Julie ignored that and slouched in her chair, sighing, but felt Max's eyes on her, and he didn't say good morning this time.
"Restless night?"
She did not need this right now. Julie felt like such a pathetic girl. "I guess." She shrugged, not looking his way. Now she was more self-conscious than ever. What did they think of her? She felt like Leia had spoken everyone's mind. Did Max and Jane know of her and Midnight? Maybe it was being spread around and would make her the school's laughingstock, although she was already.
Julie sat up when the teacher entered and wiped the whiteboard. She wanted to hide under a rock again.
This time, both classes lasted for what felt like hours, mainly because she couldn't stop combining what degrading remarks Ricky and Leia had said to her. However, she took notes and focused on lectures as much as she could. Julie still wanted to graduate. There was no way she could get held back at this point.
She exited science and took off her jacket, tying it around her waist while walking even though it made her feel vulnerable. She glanced around and saw students at their lockers or heading to class.
After walking through the halls to get to her locker, she waited at it until enough minutes passed that the halls cleared out and students were in their next classes. She spotted the school's janitor, an older man with a receding hairline in a tee and jeans, walk from out of the locker room hall with his cleaning cart and pass her, giving a formal grin that Julie returned.
After ensuring he turned down the hall at the bench, she swapped her books and water with the berries in her locker, then went to the hall where she and Midnight were supposed to meet again and saw him waiting by the locker room doors.
Julie crouched in front of him, now paranoid and more anxious about doing so. She glanced back several times at the hall's open entrance that anyone could walk past. "So, I got suspended… for a stupid reason, but I'm back now."
What that girl said wouldn't get in the way of their relationship. "And I think we have a bit of catching up to do, hm?" Julie grinned and scratched under his chin.
Midnight, in response, nuzzled his cheek against her knee and thigh.
"I've got my next class in a few minutes, but I wanted to tell you what we did together last Wednesday... I want that again." Julie felt her cheeks heat up already. She was still shy and barely wanted to go for it again, knowing eyes were on her now more than ever.
Midnight nodded, his ears erect.
"I knew you would too. I don't have a safe place in mind yet, but I'll think of one. Wait by the restroom until everyone clears out for lunch." Julie traced her fingers along the back of his neck. "And here..." She untied the bag carefully not to spill the oran juice and took four out. Julie popped two into her mouth and chewed the sweetly tart blend with a touch of spiciness on the way down. It was truly a unique berry, but she could enjoy it.
She sometimes got oran smoothies from restaurants in Goldenrod. It was typically a hit-or-miss flavor, and Julie knew it to be a miss for Alyssa, who preferred kasib which was full of significantly more processed sugar.
She handed the next two to Midnight, holding them in front of his mouth and smiling as he leaned and slightly opened his mouth to take them politely.
He stepped back after he did and chewed while swaying his tail, glancing at her smile. "Umbre," he said after swallowing, licking his lips.
"'Welcome," Julie replied with a quiet giggle and reached to scritch under his chin, watching him glow up while chewing. "I never ask, but... what do you do when school ends? At night, do you have a home you go to?... Anyone or another pokémon to keep you company?" She would assume so. Midnight couldn't sleep overnight in the school; surely he wasn't neglected as the faculty's pokémon.
He eyed her before shaking his head.
"But you're taken care of, right?"
"Bre." He nodded.
"Hm..." Julie could do better— no, she would do better. Midnight would have infinite hugs and kisses if he were under her care. At least someone kept up with him. There wasn't much she could do except report it, but Midnight was fine, and reporting him may end in authority taking him from the school.
She took a few minutes to feed him the rest of the bag before giving him a parting kiss on the head, then walked off and dropped it in a bin nearby. Luckily, only a few students had been around, but enough were, which gave them a free conversation at the cafeteria tables.
Her touch had brought a slight shiver out of him. Midnight watched her soon turn the corner and disappear from his view, his rings gradually fading to their inactive state.
Julie sat through math, received the test she'd taken on Wednesday, and was finally let out for lunch. "At least I got a B." She sighed, drinking some water. She had done better than expected on that stupid subject.
The halls were essentially empty in minutes since many students were already in the cafeteria, minus teachers and faculty going on break or getting things done around the school. At least Julie wouldn't completely miss lunch this time.
Alyssa's suspicion would rise if she did.
Julie walked past a couple of people going through or arranging their lockers, soon turning a right down the hall and seeing Midnight by the restroom. "You're an obedient one, aren't you?" Julie grinned while crouching before him. All the squatting she'd been doing had almost become a small exercise. "I'm going to go to the cafeteria, but I was thinking, and… maybe the next best place would be that one classroom that's never used?" Julie was referring to room 200 on the second floor.
Ever since the teacher who previously taught origami quit, the school abandoned the class and never sought to hire anyone else. The room hadn't been used for about a year; the only person who ever went in there was the janitor for general upkeep during lunch from what Julie had overhead from faculty discussion in the halls now and again, and even then, it wasn't every day since it was never occupied, so some luck would be involved. She would have to check and see if it was open on the day they chose.
Midnight nodded promptly.
"It'll be Saturday before we know it, so how does tomorrow at lunch sound? Just… be there?" Julie couldn't possibly go another few days without having Midnight inside of her again. He knew how to love her and how to do it well. If they didn't get caught once, they wouldn't again. They just had to play it safe.
"Umbre..." He nodded, and Julie kissed the ring on his forehead before saying goodbye and sauntering to the cafeteria.
After having seen her twice today, a heavy realization came to Midnight— that students left this school.
Just last year, the umbreon had seen plenty of old ones swap with new ones never to return. Using that logic, Julie would soon leave as well. He would be sitting at her locker one day, and she wouldn't walk through those doors.
Midnight's life would drag on with little meaning. Her priceless smile that drew him in and vivified his world, how her delicate hands felt over his fur, warming him to the core, how pretty she looked when he shifted his eyes up to her fair face.
Her locker would sit empty or belong to another student; he would never ever see her again, know of her whereabouts, or what she was doing in life. Midnight would not be a part of that nor her anymore.
Julie turned down the third hall and saw Alyssa walking through the cafeteria doors, jogging to catch up with her. "Hey."
Alyssa looked behind her and smirked. "Came to lunch this time?" She nudged Julie with her shoulder while they passed tables and walked toward the lunch line.
"Whatever..." Julie didn't want to bring that up again. Alyssa was so petty sometimes.
"And you wore a normal outfit?" she teased further and giggled a bit. She was dressed casually herself and usually did. Alyssa wore black jean shorts and a thin matching jacket.
"Give me a break... I didn't know what I was thinking last time." Julie still felt guilty halfway lying to her closest friend, but it was necessary. She had to keep telling herself that.
"I think you're way overdue for a boyfriend anyway. I kind of want one at eighteen in a few months," Alyssa said and stopped at a stand holding stacked trays, taking one from the pile with Julie and going to stand in line behind other students.
Julie's cheeks flushed from that statement. It wasn't like she needed one. Not when she had Midnight— as weird as that may sound to anyone who wasn't herself. "I kind of like being alone. Relationships seem like a lot of work I'm not up for right now."
"Yeah. Books before boys or whatever. What do you want to do after we're done with school, then?"
"Not sure. University if I get accepted, but it is coming up quickly. You should think of something too if you haven't."
"Psh, I have." She moved up in line. "I think I'd make a good trainer. Don't you agree?"
Julie followed while giggling. "Alyssa the pokémon trainer?" She shrugged. "I could see that, actually. You've got the personality and natural drive; what would your team be?"
"I'll update you as it comes, but I've gotta have a gengar."
"Because it's a shady ghost type?"
"Maybe, and it's just a badass pokémon all around..." She paused. "You know, I could be a dark and ghost-type trainer now that I think about it."
"That's fitting. Just don't go edgy on me... and are you going to that Brycen event in less than two weeks?"
"Stupid question."
"Alyssa..."
"What?" She looked at her. "You think I'm gonna stand up there with the one hundred drooly girls and willingly read some script? Sounds as fun as the field trips we used to go on."
"Hey, that one where we went to the Goldenrod Aquarium was fun... but I'm not going either. I'd suck at acting, and I would be putting myself in a real-life horror film at that point."
"Two great minds, eh? Oh, and you get around to Passion Bullet yet? Tevx is gonna have to take a backseat for a bit." Tevx was the biggest platform for streamers of all genres, from gaming to vlogs. It was founded five years ago and had only recently begun gaining traction last year when some famous faces started creating accounts. Roxie and other gym leaders were popular choices on there.
"I did, actually. I watched the first two episodes. I like that it's set in Hau'oli. Always nice to look at the tropical backdrop and beach. Oh— I also love the main detective, Pete's, midday lycan. He's a tough cute type, kind of like you. I think he's finding more clues and leads on the first murder case more than the detective."
"Wow. Do nott call me that ever again." Alyssa chuckled in response. "But yeah, Ado has a gift for that line of work. Smart pokémon. Not gonna spoil, but did you see the clue at the end of episode two?
"I did. The other detective working with them slipped a plant in Pete's pocket. I don't know what that was about."
"You'll see... You see the temperature dropping lately?"
Julie sighed. "Yeah, it'll be in the thirties before we know it. Might bring some snowfall."
"Correction. Your freezer city and surrounding ones will. It'll cap at like low-fifties or high forties up north in Johto when the cold fronts start hitting and may not snow. I dunno, but don't ask me to come over and get hypothermia."
The rest of Julie's day went as usual, sitting through classes, taking notes, and thinking about her favorite pokémon. It never helped when she felt hot for him, even in the slightest, and she had several times during lectures, the setting where it seemed to be prominent.
Julie was just glad this was her last year. No matter what she would choose to do with her life after graduation, she'd use a month or two to take a break. Maybe she'd travel to another region to get away from Johto for a while. It'd hurt deeply to leave without Midnight, but Julie couldn't dwell on something she couldn't change. The most she could do was have as much fun with him as possible.
After school, she walked across the way to Ecruteak's plaza and bought a glazed donut she needed desperately after the day she endured, eating it in one hand during the bike ride to Goldenrod.
At home, she ate dinner and talked with her mother at the dining room table for an hour about grades, her job and the interesting customers that came with it, and her own daily experiences before heading upstairs to her room, where she'd be for the rest of the night. Julie washed her face and brushed her teeth in her restroom, took off her pants and shirt, got her two favorite items from her pockets, put one on her shelf, then flipped off the light and got into bed.
She got under her blanket and pushed her phone under her pillow, turning on her side. She was rethinking what she'd planned for tomorrow with Midnight. That classroom could be an iffier location than the locker room. Julie would be risking just about everything again. Her reputation would freefall to rock bottom, and her mother would probably disown her or something. Not to mention she'd lose Alyssa and her chance at college as well. It would be pure humiliation on all fronts.
"You can't go through with this again. You don't want to be that kid— except worse since it's so illegal..." But then she remembered how passionate their last session was. It was pure bliss and ecstasy, a rush that felt more than exceptional. Julie grabbed her phone and sat on her elbow, going to the folder she stored the video of her and Midnight in. She swallowed, turning her phone sideways and upping the volume slightly via the button toggle on the side of her device before tapping it.
Julie bit her lip and felt her cheeks redden. She was pulled in instantly, watching Midnight hump her pussy while she whimpered for more. The display shook occasionally, but she couldn't blame herself while getting pounded that hard during her first time. She watched him move his hips vigorously between her legs and shift his paws from holding her thighs to the table, hugging her waist with his forelegs and thrusting harder. His irradiant tail swayed up and down against them like a glowstick while he moaned his name.
Julie was glad her face wasn't visible in case this video somehow was leaked to the public. It may not help much, but you never know.
She found herself sliding her arm under her blanket and pressing two fingers onto her clitoris over her panties upon her lowering the phone in the video. It wasn't the clearest shot, and Midnight's tail kept smacking the lens and device, but Julie caught good glimpses of his testes and cock sliding into her slick hole while he further groaned his name alongside her cute moans while she told him how good he was.
She could swear she felt it right now. It sounded so wet and hot. She pushed her fingers against her clit in an attempt to curb her arousal slightly and rubbed her thighs against each other, but that only increased it.
She closed the video and lay on her back, shutting her eyes. "I can't turn away..." she whispered. "I love him. I'm in love; I can't fulfill it any other way. I get such little time with him, so I need to make that time worthwhile." And the risk would make their venereal acts more invigorating. As she told herself, she would just have to be cautious and play it safe.
She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. She wouldn't get herself caught. If not for Midnight, Julie would still be masturbating, and she didn't want to go back to that. Not when she had a lovely umbreon that would mount and take her whenever she pleased. It only added to the list of reasons why Julie wanted to own him. She could never again resort to fantasizing about him mounting her while using her fingers, not after he'd taken her pussy while she had a video to prove so.
"See you tomorrow, Midnight." She pressed into her clit again, which brought out a spontaneous gasp before she finally pulled her hand from under the covers.
Julie got up after taking a moment to reset and grabbed her laptop from the floor, tossing it on the bed. The science teacher had assigned an essay due in a few days, so she'd start researching and typing tonight. She'd try to go to bed earlier than usual too. Not only so tomorrow would come quicker, but she didn't want to be too tired in the morning or fall asleep during classes.