I'm back! To be short, I stopped writing fan fics last summer, and now I'm back. I started this one awhile ago, but school almost killed me, as some of you may know. And for a disclaimer, I do not have any rights to Pokemon, I am just a fan.
Please read, enjoy, and comment!
“Huh?” I looked around at my surroundings. “How did I get in school?”
I was sitting in a high school classroom with someone else, all alone and sitting in the front. The sun shined through the window onto the tiled brown floor and white walls. Table and chair desks were in single rows, and a teacher’s desk was in the front by a blackboard. The room was warm, and so was I as I realized I was wearing jeans and a long sleeved pink top.
The next thing I knew my Espeon was out in front of me. “What are you doing out of your ball?” I cried out to him. He looked at me, his purple fun glistening in the sunlight coming from the window, and his tail wavering side to side. Pokémon in school was never allowed. If Pokémon were brought to school, you can just say bye to being a student there, as Pokémon in class is seen as a distraction and misbehavior. Luckily my Pokémon stayed in their pokéball…well they used to. So what was going on?
That’s when everything started to blur and I hear beeping and then vibrating. It was my pokegear! I quickly woke up to my room, and real life. A little bit of sunlight came through the window and lit up my all pink room. I hated it, as it looked the same as when I was 8. Pink flowers are for little girls, not 16 year olds. How can I even have my friends come over and see that?
I then grabbed my light blue pokegear off the night table and looked at who was calling me. Sure enough it was my best friend, Max.
“What do you want?” I said still half asleep as I answered. It was very rare that he called me at this time in the morning.
“Angel! I’m worried about that test today.” He told me nervously. “I didn’t study as much as I wanted to.”
“No…this isn’t good.” I said under my breath. If Max didn’t pass this big test he might fail the semester.
“Playing video games last night?” I asked him as if I didn’t know.
“Yeah….I should have opened the book.” He said as if he regretted it.
I thought for a minute then responded, “I’ll be there soon. We need to get to school early.”
“Kay.” He said as he hung up.
Next thing I knew I was dressed in my jeans and a pink top, and was on my Altaria flying towards his house. It felt great to be flying on my Pokémon. I felt like super girl almost; my long brown hair flowing in the air.
We landed in front of his house and found him waiting outside. He was dressed in jeans, and a black shirt; his blond hair was messy as usual.
“Get on.” I nodded at him. “We don’t want to waste anytime.”
“Wait…we’re flying on Altaria?” He seemed nervous because we had never tried this before. He wondered if Altaria could make the trip with the both of us on its back.
“Sure, why not.” I trusted my Pokémon, and knew it could do this. I helped Max onto Altaria, and as he sat in back of me I told him to make sure he held on.
We hadn’t even left the ground yet, and Max was nervous. Actually, the whole situation made him uncomfortable. “Why am I doing this...” He said as he held onto me. “Tomorrow I’m walking.”
Altaria then rose into the air, and we were on our way to school.
“Um…I don’t like this.” Max said as he looked down. “What if Altaria gets tired?”
I knew Max was afraid of heights, but what could I do then? “Don’t worry, you won’t fall. Just don’t look down.” I assured him.
Within minutes we were there, at school studying in the class. Nobody was even there yet as we studied for the test that would come soon. That’s when I realized we were in the same room as my dream. The desks were in straight rows, the sun was shining through the windows hitting the chalk board and white walls, everything was the same.
“This seems familiar…” I said to him as my purple eyes wandered around the room.
“Sure, we are here everyday at first period.” He said as if I was crazy.
“No…I saw this in my dream last night.”
That’s when it happened. Espeon flew out of its pokéball in a flash of light. It sat right in front of the desk, and stared at the two of us. “Espe!” He cried out.
“What are you doing coming out like that?!??!!” I started freaking out. This was too weird. My vision was coming true right before my eyes.
“Espe! Espe!” He cried again.
“Get him back in his ball now!” He cried
I got out his pokéball, and still freaking out, returned him. “Don’t ever do that again.” I whisper in an annoyed tone to the pokéball.
“You need to work on training your Pokémon.” He said.
“Shut up!” Right then I just wanted to know what would happen next.
“Don’t worry,” He tired to assure me. But was he sure of himself? “I…”
I cut him off. “No!!! This isn’t right…I saw a dream.”
“Yeah, I saw my dream from last night. Almost the whole thing”
“That’s awesome.” Max stared at me in shock. “Some kind of coincidence, but still awesome.” He was getting excited.
That’s when my mind when back to the test, and how time was running out. “We need to study.”
He nodded, and then we continued with the studying. As we studied, I still couldn’t take my mind off of what would happen next.
To be continued…