School for Education of Future Trainers

[LordZangoose]

Ryan laid down in the grey seats of the bus which was taking him and some other students to an academy for young men and women who wished to learn how to train Pokemon. His head was rested against his pillow that he had brought on to the bus, instead of the cargo section. His feet were rested on the seat opposite him, so he could stretch out his full length, which, he noticed was the largest of anyone else there. The gold, black, and white of his Penguins jersey was slightly wrinkled from the position he had been in for the past 4 hours, as were his jeans. His head had also taken some hits from the bumpy dirt road that the bus traveled on. He had occupied most of his team reading different guides to the Pokemon which he would be studying. There was the Almanac of Pokemon, A Study of Behaviors of Pokemon, and The Trainer’s Field Guide to Journeys. All of them helped him prepare himself for the different aspects of any Pokemon he might receive. He particularly studied the section on Snorunts, considering they were his all time favorite Pokemon. His father had a Glalie, and his mother had a Glacia, so he had plenty of experience with Ice Pokemon. For the fifth time that bus ride, his mind drifted back to his parents, who had prepared him as well as they could for the school, by letting him battle with their Pokemon, or interact with them more often. Already, he missed them, but was determined to forge new friendships and maybe even something more… With this thought, he glanced around at the other people on the bus. There was about an equal amount of boys and girls, all of which, he had been informed, he would share a mansion with. Everyone, girls and boys, would bunk in a mansion that was just outside the castle that served as the school. There were three other mansions around the castle, but no others would be occupied.

Ryan noticed that some of the girls had dressed themselves quite nicely for the first day. Hair, makeup, tight jea- He interrupted himself mid-thought for the sake of not being a pervert.

Suddenly, the bus came to a stop, jerking Ryan’s head right into the seat in front of him.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Future Trainers’ Academy of Nivon…” so he had arrived. Now, it was time to make his mark…

[ArusuesFactor]

For the past 4 hours of the trip, Jimmy had been thinking about how cool the school was going to be. This is what he's been waiting for. His chance to prove himself worthy to everyone. But it wasn't going to be easy. He knew that. His father had worked for a shipping company. He shipped different product to the different regions. He worked in the Hoenn Region, where Jimmy lived at. His mother was a pokemon breeder. She had always told Jimmy on how to treat his pokemon. Not that he had any. His mother was a big fan of water-types. Since his mother was a breeder, he grew up with many different pokemon. His favorite type was water pokemon. Jimmy hoped that he was going to get a water pokemon. The perfect one for him would be a Squirtle. As the bus was coming to a stop, he stopped dayreaming to notice the big school in front of him. The school was huge. It had three other buildings, but he could tell that they were not occupied. He suddenly remembered how the letter he got said that he was going bunk in the same mansion as everyone else. He stepped out of the bus and noticed all of the boys and girls around him. The girls were pretty to him. He knew how to treat a girl though. He doesn't only go for looks. He looks for the personality also. He saw how all of the guys were lined up and how all of the girls were lined up. He suggested that he should probably get in line also.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Future Trainers’ Academy of Nivon!" He was waiting to hear those words. He was ready.

[Meshi]

Maxine, or Max as she liked to be called, sat on the uncomfortable bus seats, the raod was pretty bumpy, causing the bus to give a little jolt every now and again.
Hate this thing! three words raged through her head as the bus came to a stop.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Future Trainers’ Academy of Nivon…" a voice said, Max looked out the window at the large mansion up ahead built next to a castle. It seemed to be a nice day outside, the sun was shining brightly and the birds were twittering away in the trees, Max flipped the long, midnight black hair black as she stood up. People began to line up tog get off the bus, most of the girls were giggling away and looking at their surroundings, Max rolled her eyes, looked elsewhere. She noticed a boy with his head in a seat, she smirked, then faced the door.

Her hazel eyes were scanning the are as she stepped out of the bus, there was lush green grass everywhere, beds of flowers in straight lines at the edged of a pebbled path. Crunching sounds were heard from below everyone's feet as they stepped onto the pebbled path, and bird fluttered away to their nests from the ground, where they had previously been picking away at a nice, juicy worm.
A man got out of the bus holding a key in his hand, he walked to the side of the bus where the luggage compartment was, unlocked it, and hauled out some suitcases. All the girls in their tight jeans hurried over to pick up their hot pink suitcases, Max just stood with her arms folded and feet crossed, watching as all the girl crowded round the man giving out suitcases.

Soon, there were only two left, Max walked forward as the girls cleared away, focussing their attention to the boys who had already gotten their cases. The man handed Max her navy suitcase, he made it seem like it was extremely heavy, as he was lifting the case with both hands. The hazel eyed girl took the navy case from the man, carrying it easily along beside her. The man's jaw seemed to drop to the floor as Max smirked, walking away.
"How the...but..you...oh man!" he gasped, reached for the last case.
Max stopped in front of the mansion, it looked very grand, wide open doors, dark red carpet on the inside and a man standing by the door, greeting every student as they walked by, she smirked again, and headed for the door.

-Meshi-

[Tyranidguy]

Liam awoke as the bus slowed to a stop. He had been dreaming about his favourite Pokémon, a Pikachu. He hoped he would meet one during his stay at the Future Trainers’ Academy of Nivon. His parents were both dead so his older brother sent him to the academy in the hope of him becoming friends with Pokémon. Liam stood up and pulled on his red hoodie. He glanced aroung him at his fellow students. They looked friendly but you never know. He picked up his magazine which he had bought before he left from the seat. It had been an interesting read. The title of the magazine read "Pokémon Trainer". He had enjoyed the article on different types on Pokémon.

"Well if i'm gonna make any progress here, I may as well make some friends..." Liam thought to himself.
"Yo, I'm Liam! What's your name?" he enquired offering his hand to a guy with a pillow sitting near him.

[LordZangoose]

OOC: What are you doing here? You were never accepted. If you want to be a member, go sign-up. And besides, that's just filled with cliches.

[Lord Khajmer]

OOC: What are you doing here? You were never accepted. If you want to be a member, go sign-up. And besides, that's just filled with cliches.
OOC: No one likes a cliche guy. I know, I used to be one.

Amelia rested bored on the bus, playing with a lock of hair, the same one she had been playing with for the past four hours. The girl who it belonged to hadn't seemed to notice. Finally, she heard the words that she had been waiting to hear for the past several hours:
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Future Trainers’ Academy of Nivon…”
She hadn't noticed that the bus had stopped, or that there was mansion or a castle on the outside. All she wanted was to get off so that she could survey her surroundings. Unfortunately, the movemnt towards the front of the bus seemed slow, but she eventually got off. A man was handing everyone's suitcases from in the bus. She got her sblue suitcase and started walking around. Blue sky, green grass, no weeds, lots of flowers... The only thing that could make this place more 1950's T.V. sitcom perfect place was if there was a white picket fence, and the only thingthat could make it less of that would be a castle and four mansions. She looked up and saw exactly that. Well, there goes her vision of what this place would look like. Wait, is that a white picket fence around one of the mansions? Eh, never mind. Amelia lugged her suitcase over to the front door of the castle. Another girl had already reached there.

[RawrIsMyMiddleName]

Hours passed by. It felt like it was forever to twelve-year-old Ryan. Many other students were on the bus. Many were annoying, others were shy, and others were different. No matter what Ryan was the most unusual. He does many things differently. Today he was wearing some of his most stylish clothes. He wore his skulled black shirt with his flamed black jacket. He was wearing tight jeans which was a very bad choice. As always, he was wearing his lucky belt. The road was bumpy. It was very horrible for Ryan as he likes smooth things. Ryan looked out the window several times. He was probably the most impatient kid there. He kept drinking his cantine, which he never knew if it was allowed. He was really excited he jumped out of his seat several times. He waited for a long time to get to this school, it was unbelievable. The bus was almost there and Ryan couldn't wait. The bus now seemed very slow. Ryan was playing with a bouncy ball he found rolling down the bus. Finally Ryan heard something on a speakerphone. "Okay children, the bus has arrived. Pick up your bags when your name is called." A manly voice said over the speakerphone. He saw many girls. It looked like many of them dressed up. None was pretty through the eyes of Ryan. Then he found his bag. It was getting picked up by a lady. Before the lady called his name he got his bag and jumped off the bus. He saw a beautiful mansiony-castle type place. He never thought his school would be so...cool! Ryan ran towards the door. He was ready to begin the best year of school!

OOC: Is that good?

[UmbraKora]

Bright green eyes, opened wide to let the wonders of the world in, sparkled with an excitement that translated into Finn’s ovular face only in the soft, secret smile her lips had taken on. Finn gazed out the window, transfixed by the beauty flashing before her as they moved ever closer to the colossal structure that was to become her new home, and school. Ah, but this was not just any school, for no average facility could inspire her enthusiasm in such a way. No, here was the place she would fulfill her life-long dream: to become a Pokemon trainer.

As Finn’s mother and father were researchers, she had been exposed to the remarkable beings before, although they had only one in her family: a Pidgeotto belonging to her father. She had long since become fascinated with Pokemon, and enjoyed reading several of her parents’ books regarding them. Two were in her small, dark purple backpack, although she had found herself unable to focus completely on them.

Yes, she could see it now! The school! Well, she supposed it was the school, as there were no other buildings around, and they had been driving for a good amount of time. Yet it appeared more to be the home of some incredibly wealthy man or woman, for the main, most glorious building was nothing less than a castle, surrounded by three beautiful mansions. Was she really going to live there?!

There seemed to be butterfrees in her stomach as Finn heard the announcement, and slowly, mechanically, she stood up and made her way out of the bus. As she waited for the crowd to dissipate so that she could get her bag, Finn began to take note of the appearances of her fellow students. Many girls seemed dressed to impress, quite unlike herself. Finn became all too aware of her casual, loose fitting jeans and t-shirt picturing a Charmander. She had put little effort into her wardrobe, which was nothing unusual for Finn. At least her hair had managed to stay untangled. Collecting her own dark green suitcase, Finn turned to face the school in which she would receive her first pokemon, and begin her journey as a pokemon trainer.

[LordZangoose]

Ryan walked off of the bus as it came to a stop, annoyed at the time it took for someone to get off a bus. As if to exclamate the point, he decided to shout.

"Will you walk off the freakin' bus! Some of us actually want to get into our rooms before midnight!" He then just shook his head and waited as people managed to move a little bit faster. How does it take people this long to walk? he thought to himself. After two minutes, when the line still hadn't moved, he went with another plan.

"Screw it," he said as he stood on the seat next to him, and began to climb over seats, making his way to the front. When he got there, there was some bumbling idiot the size of a truck.

"Whur du I ger?" he asked in heavily Southern speech. He clearly had the brains of an inbred Slowpoke smoking pot. Ryan waited for a few seconds as the bus driver attempted to explain where to go to the upright ape. But, as he had before, Ryan lost his cool.

"You go to the freaking mansion right next to the freaking castle you retard!" he exploded in anger. Before waiting for the information to sink on on Gigantor, he plowed through him. A few seconds after being freed from the idiocy of the Moron High Chancellor, Ryan ran in to the Valley Girl Convention. He never imagined how dramatic one out of place hair could be until he ran into them.

"Like, oh my god, nuh uh. That's like awesome, and like awesomeness is like awesome. Like, totally. BFF's forever right?" He openly mocked their butchering of the English language before blowing past them and ripping his suitcase out of the hands of the cargo man. He angrily stormed off to the mansion's doors, where two other students had made it.

[ArusuesFactor]

As we were waiting in line, Jimmy had noticed that he forgot to get his stuff from the cargo. He didn't want to lose all of his precious clothing. He walked over to the cargo and saw his bag inside.

" Excuse me, pardon me." Jimmy was saying that as we was trying to get through the large crowd of people. " Can I get through to get my bag?" Now he was getting really angry. People were just shoving and not even saying excuse me. These people really have no manners he mumbled. He then picked up his stuff and went to the mansion doors.

" Yeah. You see that chick over there? She's fine huh?" That's what Jimmy heard as he was walking. He looked at the girl. " Excuse me gentlemen, but what you're doing is harassment. She can take that up to the head offices if she wanted to. If all you look for in a girl is looks, then you might as well give up you perverts." The group of guys were silenced. Jimmy walked up to the mansion doors were he saw a group of kids.

" Um excuse me, but did you know that those group of thugs down their were staring at you women? I talked some sense into them. I'm not hitting on you or anything just trying to be a nice guy ladies. Oh sorry. Where are my manners? I'm Jimmy Kudo. You ladies must be Max, Amelia, and Finn if I'm correct. Nice to meet you to gentlemen over there. Oh! Don't be shocked. It's just that all of you have your names on your suit cases." Jimmy was getting to know everybody.

[Lord Khajmer]

OOC: Dude, your guy is mean. I think I just found Amelia's rival (sorry Factor, I'm gonna have to go with the jerk on this one.)

IC: As Amelia pulled her heavy suitcase up the walkway, a very angry guy huffed past her, bumping her in the shoulder without even realizing it and causing her to drop her suitcase. Well, she certainly wouldn't find a friend there. Instead she turned to the nice guy who was talking to her and two other girls. He was saying something about a couple of guys staring them down. She wasn't quite sure, as she couldn't pay attention to his voice. He was too busy with his good looks. There was one guy she would'nt mind staring her down.... no, bad thoughts, bad thoughts. focus on science, math. Yes, that would distract her. The distance of a line equals... she couldn't do it. Those eyes were just too hypnotic. Oh god, it's happened. Amelia was smitten.

Edit: Sorry, didn't see your post Factor. I was talking about LZ. I'll edit it in a second.

[Lonsie]

OOC: That was complete spam, please don't make me report you.

IC:

Having been reading her magazine, Master Co-ordinator, Lilly barely noticed when the bus stopped. Noticing that most people had filed off the bus already, Lilly grabbed her bag and scrambled out of the rickety bus.

Heartily watching a jerkish kid storm by a couple of kids, the boy seemed to be quite frustrated as he grabbed his suitcase and stormed off towards the mansion. Heading towards a kindly looking woman who had called her name, Lilly took her suitcase and quietly mentioned a polite ‘thank you’ towards the woman.

Stumbling on her high-heels, Lilly looked around and no one had seen to notice. Laughing at her own clumsiness, Lilly passed a group of ‘valley girls’ and once again quietly laughed to her herself remembering her time in Goldenrod.

Goldenrod.

Goldenrod had been a great city to see, and most of her other travels she was fond of as well. Taking notice that her mind had once again strayed into a completely random subject the girl thought of Petalburg City, when she had met the great May Maple. May’s Blaziken had been so cool, Lilly hoped she would get a cool pokemon like Blaziken.

Having reached the mansion of residents, Lilly joined a small group of people and tried to start a conversation with a kindly ‘Hello! I’m Lilly.’.


OOC: Short, I know. ><

[UmbraKora]

Finn snaked out of the way as a boy passed her and the girls she had found herself walking with, rushing by with all the strength and anger of a storm cloud. “What’s his problem?” She voiced aloud, directed at no one in particular, although noting the two beside her, she decided to aim the comment at them rather than thin air. “It isn’t like the school is going anywhere.” She commented dryly. Some people. Always in a hurry.

She turned as another voice sounded near her; a boy’s. Her eyes narrowed slightly at his message, for she would have liked to find herself somewhere away from such people. But then, she supposed that was a naïve thing to hope for. Wherever one was, people would be the same. However, she knew the comments of the boys couldn’t have been about her, for while she wasn’t unattractive, she gave little attention to her appearance, and it showed.

“Nice to meet you. And thanks, I suppose.” At his comment about the suitcases, she glanced down at her own to see the tag, which did indeed bear her name. “I’m Finn, as you already know.” She added, as some semblance of decorum rather than because it was needed. A smile played about her features, and not an unfriendly one. This boy seemed nice enough, and there was no reason to be unsociable. Friends would only enrich her experience, she thought.

Finn shifted as another voice met her round ears, and she impatiently brushed a dark brown lock back in place behind it. A girl this time. She nodded in acknowledgment at Lilly’s greeting, and responded in kind with her own.

“Finn. It’s a pleasure!”

[Shen]

OOC: :eek: Wow...this RP goes fast...And I'm afraid I might get left behind, since I don't have my own computer...oh well.

IC: Takuya Anizet

Arrival

I'm really glad I decided to sit near the front of the bus, in the second row. When this bus stops, there's going to be a gigantic traffic jam as the astounding number of new students all try to get off at the same time.

For the past three hours, I was either reading or on my computer's wireless internet on and off, trying to learn as much as I could before we got to the school...and pass the time. I had no idea it was so far away. Nivon sounded like an interesting region of the world to me, and I really want to be a trainer, too...

I was currently researching the different types and traits of Dragon pokemon. I had been rather attached to them for a few years now, and I was hoping they'd give me one when I started. However, dragon types were rare and powerful, so I didn't obsess over it. If I didn't get one, I at least hope they'll give me something like a Psychic type...

Finally, after a four-hour drive that felt longer, the bus began to slow. I tried to look out the windshield to see where we were exactly, but I couldn't see past the taller person in the seat in front of mine. Then, the bus jerked to a complete stop, and a voice rang out over the intercom so everyone could hear...

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Future Trainers’ Academy of Nivon…”

I've kinda been waiting to hear those words for a couple of hours now. I closed my laptop and put it in my backpack with my books and got up, happy that I finally have feeling returning to my rear end. I edged out into the aisle and slowly advanced to the doors of the bus as four people in front of me exited first. As I got off, I finally got to look at where we were. I made sure I wasn't in anyone's way as I stared at the School.

I knew we would be staying in a mansion, according to the pamphlet I got, but, dang...that's a big mansion. There were three others, but, also according to the pamphlet, they would be unoccupied. Then, I turned my attention to the castle that dwarfed the mansions around it. That was the school, obviously. It was gigantic, big enough to fit maybe hundreds of thousands of students. It was a beautiful example of the architecture we can build.

After admiring the scenery, he made his way to the cargo, where two sepaerate lines were forming, one for boys, and the other for the girls. I got in the right line and waited for my turn. The lines were short when I got there, so I didn't have to wait long. I gave my name to the cargo man, and he handed me my luggage. I pulled the handle out, and rolled it behind me as I made my way to the castle, avoiding being in other people's way.

The students were getting aquainted with each other, some even trying to find friends so soon off the bus. There were all kinds of kids around. I just looked around, not really choosing to talk with anyone. Nobody I knew had signed up to be in the school, so if I wanted friends, I'll have to try and get some later. Now, I was just concerned with getting inside. It was a nice day and all, but still...

A huffy boy nearly barrelled right into, but I managed to hear him and sidestep out of his way in time. He was obviously mad, but at what, I couldn't tell for the life of me. I just shrugged this off and continued walking, a little slower, towards the mansion. Several people passed me up, but I ignored them.

Finally, I reached the wide open doors to the castle interior and walked into the cooled entryway. Already, the people who passed me up were introducing themselves to each other...at least, some were. One girl introduced herself as Lily.

Another girl turned to her and impatiently pushed a lock of brown hair from her eyes before softening up and responding, “Finn. It’s a pleasure!”

I didn't want to intrude, so I just stood by the doorway and leaned against the wall, crossing my arms. I wonder how long it will take for this to get started?

[Draconic_Espeon]

(Sorry I'm kinda late to post. I was busy, not to mention lacking inspiration, yesterday. ><)

Erik looked out the window, looking at the scenery go by without really seeing it. A Sudoku book, open to a partially finished puzzle, was in in one hand, while he rested his face on the other. With a sigh, he vaguely wondered how much longer the bus ride would be.

Granted, he'd been excited when he had first gotten on, but by then the novelty had seemed to disappear, and he wasn't even at the school yet.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something looming ahead. It was a large castle, the size of which Erik couldn't believe. It was the school, though, for he recognized it through the pictures. He was jolted as the bus came to a stop.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Future Trainers’ Academy of Nivon…”

Climbing to his feet, Erik stood in the aisle, silently urging people to go faster. He gave one boy a questioning look as he climbed over the seats to get to the front, but he was ignored. Finally, he made it off. Most people had already gotten their baggage, and Erik picked up his own black suitcase. Pressing a button on its handle, it extended, allowing him to pull it behind him as it simply rolled on wheels.

Erik was content to watch everyone else mingle and talk. He noted a few disgruntled people, mumbling something about an impatient jerk, which he guessed was who he'd seen climbing over seats.

When he finally reached the doorway, there was another boy leaning against it. Erik was about to walk past, when he stopped. I might as well try to make friends with someone, he reasoned with himself, so he stopped to talk to the other boy.

"Er, hi," he said, somewhat uneasily. "I'm Erik. How are you?" It sounded dull, but Erik really didn't do well meeting new people. He wished his friends from back home in Slateport could have made it in, too...

[Meshi]

Max was now surrounded by people she had only just met, they were all introducing themselves, and asking her name.
"Max.." she bluntly said, and took off. The crowd of people were left behind her as she walked slowly to the stairs, there was a sign assigningstudents to their rooms, every room had two people in it.
Max searched for her name, her eyes tracing through the big, white paper on the wall.
Her name finally came up,

Maxine Rawson: Room 305, third floor.

It read.

Max followed her gaze, and ended up staring up the great stairs before her. They were covered in red carpet, leading upwards and on, with turns every 50 steps.
The black haired, slender girl walked up the stairs, her suitcase by her side, and her shoes padding up the stairs.
Next time, get someone to carry this stupid thing.. she thought to herself, the rumble of people at the bottom of the stairs, looking for their rooms on the list, soon started to fade as she got higher up the stairs.
"Room 305..." Max read one of the doors, it was a mahogany door, with a shiny gold door knob. She reached for it, and twisted, the door jolted open. Before Max's eyes were two single beds with white sheets on them, marron carpeting everywhere, bed side tables for each bed and four doors with the labels 'Bathroom' '1st Closet' '2nd Closet' and 'Study room'. She dropped the heavy bag in her hand as she entered the room, and slammed the door behind her.

The first room Max went into was the study room, it was large, almost the same size as the bedroom, which was 10 metres squared. The study consisted of two computers, three bookshelves, two study tables with two chairs each and a stationary box in the corner.
"Fancy.." the tall girl said, she reached into her pocket, pulled out a hair band and tied her black locks of glossy hair.

-Meshi-

[Shen]

Takuya Anizet

Someone Speaks

I had only been leaning against the wall a couple of moments when I noticed another young boy walk awfully close. It looked as though he was about to stop, but he kept walking past. I looked around for anyone who seemed to be the one in charge of rooming us or something.

Then, the other boy stopped and turned to me. "Er, hi," he said, sounding somewhat uneasy. "I'm Erik. How are you?"

Well, that was quick. I was kind of hoping that I wouldn't get noticed much, being by the doorway and all, and I also hoped that I wouldn't be talked to yet. It was a long bus drive after all, and I'm tired from it. However, I suppose it would be good to make friends this early...

"I'm fine. Name's Takuya. Nice to meet you, Erik." I answered with a friendly attitude, complete with a bit of a smile. It was then I noticed a bunch of people gathered around a large sign on the left wall of the entryway. "Hold on a sec..." I told Erik as I made my way over to the wall. I pushed through the mass of other kids until I was able to read the sign.

It was a poster with room assignments for all the students, hence the reason it was so dang big. I looked down the list of names, searching for mine. After another minute, I finally found it. It said I was to board in Room 218 on the second floor. Then, thinking for the guy who just talked to me, I looked for Erik's name, too. I thought I should save him the trouble of having to weave through the solid mass of people. Not too lond a time passed before I found his name.

I smiled. He would be my roomate.

I pushed my way out of the huddle and walked over to Erik. "Hey, they put our room assignments up over their. I found yours for you, since that's a lot of people over there." I smiled as I picked up the handle of my roller luggage. "We're both in Room 218 on the second floor."

OOC: I hope it's okay if I made him my roommate, LordZangoose. If it's not okay with you and Draconic Espeon, I'll go ahead and edit it.

[FireBrawl Latios]

Leona Kole was sitting at the back. Although she had a scarf that covered her head and only leaving the eyes exposed, she hoped that no one would see her face. Her face was more than enough to scare others who were not used to seeing it. Both her feet on the seat, Leona fell fast asleep out of boredom.

She woke up with a start. The bus was jerking up and down, but unlike the other kids, Leona felt happy with the bumpiness. It reminded her of the times she rode her cousin’s Rapidash back at home. Leona stretched out and folded her arms in a relaxed manner. She smiled, but no one could see it underneath the scarf. A girl from the opposite asked her, “Why are you wearing a scarf?”

“What do you mean by ‘scarf ’?” Leona asked. Her English vocabulary was very limited, so questions like those was alright for her to ask.
“You know, the black and blue thing around your head?”
“You don’t want to look at my face. No one should. Not on the first day.”
“Why not?”
“Because, because...” Leona could not find the right words from her head. “I don’t know how to say it. Just don’t ask.”

The girl asked no more. Leona felt relieved she did not want to know. But no sooner than she relaxed again the girls in front are talking about her. And all the comments were negative. Leona overheard most of them, but did not get what some meant.

“I think she feels inferior to our beauty, because she does not show her face.”
“Her voice is strange, as if she doesn’t belong here.”
“And her knowledge is terrible; she does not know what scarf meant.”
“Her clothes are so plain, I wonder if she bothered to choose her clothes when she buys them.”
“She is so short, I can’t believe she is the same age as we are.”

The talk about her being short really burned Leona up. Leona lifted her feet and stomped heavily on the back of the front seat. The girl whose seat belonged to turned around and glared at Leona. Now that Leona had seen her face, it was unlikely she could forget about their insults. An announcement was made, but Leona could only make out the last four words: Future Trainers’ Academy of Nivon. Only then did they realized the bus had stopped.

Everyone was trying to get out of the bus. Everyone but Leona, who remained seated, and watched all the chaos. She did not attempt to push her way through. Afterall, with that size, it’s best to leave the push for others. All she can do was wait for her turn.

[Meshi]

~oOc//: Where the heck is LZ, I'll edit this post later on, I just need someone to react...

-Meshi-

[ArusuesFactor]

OOC: I'll respond later. I have to go somewhere right now.

[Meshi]

~oOc//: LZ, now would be a good time to post, lol, ...

[LordZangoose]

OOC: nah, not right now.

[Meshi]

Max controlled herself, although the excitement of being at an actual trainers academy wasn't showing. She walked back into the bedroom, dragging her bag to the first closet, and shoving it in,
"I'll unpack later.." she said as she closed the closet door, and made her way to the door. She closed the door behind her, and made her way down the high stairs, the rumble of people talking was now coming back into her ears, flooding them with happy screams and stupid girls in tight jeans hugging each other and asking if their hair is alright.
"oh my god, I hope Bret came, he's so totaly hott! Like totally!" one girl squealed at the top of her voice to another girl in even tighter jeans, standing next to her. Max rolled her eyes as she reached the bottom of the stairs, she knew she was going to be hearing all of this, all her time there.

"Oh my God! Speaking of Bret, I saw him coming off the bus with Michelle, they seemed so totally tight!" the second girl replied, she flipped her glossy brown hair out of her face, then glared up at Max,
"Problem?" she asked rudely in a hissing tone, Max rolled her eyes and leant against the banister, it was a huge mahogany post, standing at seven feet. She closed her eyes, and commenced with her deep thought. she was wearing black cargo pants, a navy halter top with a short hoodie over it,
"This guy Bret, what's so special about him?" she asked in a bored tone, her face showed no interest at all, but the girl commenced with explaining everything she could about Bret Johnson.
"Well, he's like totally hot, he even came to homecomming, and he looked to totally buff in his football uniform and oh my God, stop me if you can, have you seen how tight his glutes are, the finest in the region!" she squealed, Max looked at her in disgust, then turned to her normal neutral facial expression.

"Bret was going to ask me to the dance last summer, but then that...thing interfered!" the first girl with blonde hair exclaimed, her voice was high and annoying.
"Yeah, that Michelle girl is like totally...ew." the second girl said in the same tone, her suitcase read 'Stacy' and the first girl's read 'Tiffany'.
"Tiffany, get a life, Stacy, get over Bret," Max said, she rolled her eyes, gave a heavy sigh, and walked away. the headed towards the wide open mansion doors, the sun was blazing brightly, setting a nice tone to the room. Max walked out the doors, standing on the stairs, and taking a deep breath of the country fresh air.
"This is going to be fun.." she said in a low tone, her voice was normal and not at all girly, it was like a proper tomboy's voice, seeing as that's what she was.

-Meshi-

[Draconic_Espeon]

('Tis fine with me. ^^)

Erik nodded in reply, watching Takuya walk over to the board that stated where they would be staying. He decided to wait until the crowd thinned to see where he was, but when Takuya came back, he'd already looked.

"We're both in Room 218 on the second floor," he told Erik. Erik smiled in return.

"Thanks, for looking, I mean. I guess it's good a bumped into you, since we'll be roommates." Looking over at the staircase, Erik saw that it was thinning. "I'll go ahead and go to the room," he told Takuya. "I'll meet you there." Erik grabbed his own suitcase, this time by the regular handle so that he could carry it up the stairs. The second floor was fairly easy to get to, which he was glad for. Fewer steps to climb was always a good thing.

The door to the dorm was ajar, as were most in the hall. Erik quickly went inside. It was far more spacious than he expected. Two beds, each with a desk and sidetable, fit neatly into the room, with a door that Erik presumed led to a bathroom or closet. There were no windows, unfortunately, but Erik wasn't one to complain. He set his suitcase on the bed to the left and began unpacking.

(Hope you don't mind my description, LZ. It was something like that in the last one.)

[Meshi]

~oOc//: Where the *bleep* is LZ?! xD..

[Shen]

Takuya

My New Home

"Thanks, for looking, I mean. I guess it's good a bumped into you, since we'll be roommates." Eric looked over to the staircase. "I'll go ahead and go to the room," he said. "I'll meet you there." And with that, he picked up his suitcase and left for the second floor.

"Yeah, see ya!" I called after him. I looked through my luggage and my backpack to make sure I had everything I brought with me on the bus. Seeing nothing missing, I closed them up, shouldered my backpack, and picked up my luggage by the carrying handle so I could easily get it up the stairs. I went up the stairs quickly, weaving through the slowly thinning crowd up to the landing. Then I pulled out the extended handle so I could roll it again, and went down the left hallway.

It wasn't far to Room 218, but I had noticed that all the unnoccupied rooms' doors were open. The door to mine and Eric's room was open as well, so I went inside. I spotted Eric unpacking his stuff on one of the large beds. The room was way bigger than I thought, with enough room for two really big beds, a desk and sidetable for each, and another room, which could've been either a restroom or a closet. I whistled low in awe.

"Wow...kinda like we're in a four-star hotel, huh?" I asked my roommate as I went over to the other bed and set my stuff down on it. I sat on the edge of the bed, awaiting his answer.

[Meshi]

Max took another deep breath as she stretched her arms, she then turned back to the large, wide open doors.
"Time to unpack.." she said to herself quietly as she made her way in and over to the large stairs again, Stacy and Tiffany were still standing around, glaring at Bret and glaring angrily at Michelle.
"I so wanna rip her hair out!" Stacy squealed with envy, her piercing blue eyes wer turning an envious green, and her long, blonde, well groomed hair seemed to be hissing like Medussa's hair.
"Oh wait, you have to let me help!" Tifanny said, she flipped her long brown hair, and blinked her hazel eyes twice.

Max rolled her eyes, yet again, and continued to walk. She then felt a hand on her shoulder, it was gentle but firm, Max swivelled round,
"Max, right?" a tall boy with spiked black hair, Levi jeans, black trainers, a black tank top, and a navy shirt slipped over it, was standing in front of Max, it was Bret.
"Yeah.." she said blankly, folding her arms and making herself look like she was about to go somewhere,
"Wait," Bret said, his fudgy brown eyes looked at Max as she turned away, she turned back and looked back at him with her hazel eyes.
"What?" she said tiredly.
"I was wondering if you could help me..." Bret said to Max, she looked at him in surprise,
"With what?" she asked, folding her arms again, and looking right at him.
"Well.....I don't know what room I'm in.." the black haired boy said, Max pushed her midnight black hair out of her face, making her pony tail swish.
"The sheet's on the wall, you'll find everything you need there." Max said, she turned away from him, leading him to the large paper on the wall.

Bret searched for his name,
"Ah, there." he found it,

Bret Jordan room 305, third floor.

the sheet read.

Bret read it out loud, then looked at Max, he was her room mate.
"We're in the same room." he said, Stacy, Michelle and Tiffany snorted in disgust, they glared enviously at Max, scowling.
"Whatever.." Max didn't really care, she walked up the stairs.

"Oh my god! How can she just do that to you Bret?!" Stacy squealed, she ran up to the boy in her tiny heels, and hugged his muscular arm tightly, Tiffany walked up to him, placing a hand on his chest,
"I'll be your roomy, Bret." she said slyly, she winked at him.
Michelle was turning green herself, she ran up to him,
"Bret, babe, come on, let's go for a walk." she said, Bret looked at the girls around him in disgust,
"No thanks all of you, I don't even know you.." he said, then made his way up the stairs after Max, with his suitcase in his hand.

-Meshi-

[Meshi]

~oOc//: Okay, sorry for the double post, but nobody's posting...

[Meshi]

~oOc//: Triple posting just to keep this RP alive...

That's going too far..