[Super_Fjord]
Is a college kid.
First time writing a Poke'/fanfic...so...go easy, please?
Fanfic rating: PG-13 for violence, cursing, some suggestive themes
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Chapter 1: Welcome to Terras
Chapter Rating: G
Cursing: None
Gore/Violence: None
Stuff: None
In the land of Terras thrive creatures known as Poke'Mon, similar to those found in the nations of Johto, Kanto, Hoenn, and Shinou. Due to the large population of various species of Poke'Mon and the extensive fossil record, scientists have long believed that Terras may have been the origin of all Poke'Mon.
This theory is reinforced by the fact that evidence of the first Human-Poke'Mon interaction is found here: Apricot Poke'Balls that could possibly still contain ancient Poke'Mon. These artifacts, along with many others are put under special guard at the International Museum of Natural History which can be found in Aquara City, the capital of Terras.
More differences exist still between the Terras region when compared to the Johto/Kanto mainland and Hoenn; Terras is actually a region completely made up of volcanic islands. The largest island actually holds six cities, while the other eight are spread out among the smaller islands.
Due to the fact that most all of Terras' cities are spread out, enormous highways were built long ago between the largest island and three others. This highway, started nearly fifty years ago, is still under construction as many in the government hope to eventually make the highway spread to the seven most populous islands. (The last two islands are completely uninhabited by humans and has no modern structures built on them. One is a large swamp and rainforest-like isle, while the other is actually part of a large mountain range and volcano. The fact that both islands are home to hundreds of Poke'Mon each makes them popular stops for trainers.) Until the highway is completed, boat travel is the fastest and most convenient way to get around.
Due to the fact that a lot of Terras still remains undeveloped and due to consistent crime throughout the islands, the Poke'Mon Association has created specialized rules for trainers in Terras:
- All Trainers are to be placed in squads assigned to them by the Poke'Mon Association immediatly after graduating from Poke'Mon Training Academies; they will remain in these squads until the age of 18 years.
- The squad will be made up of three trainers each and will be given for the first two months an experienced trainer to show them the basics for Poke'Mon battles, capturing, and training.
- In order to compete in the Poke'Mon League challenge, all three members of a squad must earn the Eight Poke'Mon Gym Badges, except for special circumstances. (A squadmember decides to enter alone.)
- After the age of 18 years, trainers can continue to stay with their squads or to go on their own to explore the world.
- All trainers must recieve a Poke'Dex, Poke'Techie/Poke'Gear/Poke'Nav, and a starting Poke'Mon from the Poke'Mon Academy.
- After completing the Poke'Mon League challenge in Terras, a squad/trainer can choose to compete again or compete in one of the other League challanges in Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, and Shinou.
- Any trainer found to be commiting illegal acts anywhere will have their licenses and Poke'Mon confiscated.
Welcome to Terras, the Beginning Land.
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Gregory Breal smiled as he walked into the Terras Poke'Mon Academy. After his eleventh birthday the year before, his parents had decided that Greg should have the chance to become an official Poke'Mon trainer and so had sent him all the way from Pyre Village to Aquara City so he could attend the academy this year. By the next summer he would be ready to go out on his journey. And with a Poke'Mon too, he thought. Ever since he could remember he had wanted to own and train a Poke'Mon, and now he would have a chance to do that.
Still smiling, Greg read over the list of classes he would have. Poke'Mon Communication, Trainers Ed., Poke'Mon Interraction, Battle class, and Science/Math. Greg didn't see the point of having Math class or Science class, but he didn't care. After all this he would be able to travel the world, collecting and training Poke'Mon, and one day...becoming the Poke'Mon master! Yeah, Greg thought to himself, "A Poke'Mon master..."
"Excuse me, did you say something?"
Greg was startled; no one had spoken to him at all today. He looked up from where he sat on the school benches to see a pretty blonde girl looking at him quizzically. She had big green eyes and a slender build; she almost looked like she was modeling. She probably could if she wanted to, Greg thought sheepishly.
"Oh, no. Sorry, I was thinking outloud," Greg said shyly. He got mad at himself suddenly; he didn't want to blush infront of this girl. It was only then that he noticed that three or four other pretty girls had also come out of no where. Come on...don't blush...Don't forget, first impressions are everything, Greg begged of himself. Awkwardly, he stood up.
Greg wasn't much taller than the blonde girl, even if he was 5'5''. He stuck out his hand to shake and said, "Hi, I'm Greg Breal."
The girl seemed slightly surprised. Greg took one look at her face and began to mentally bash himself again. You idiot, you don't even know her... Greg knew then that he must have blushed because the girls who stood next to the blonde all began to giggle. Greg was nearly blown away when the girl took his hand and shook.
"Nice to meet you Greg Breal. I'm Jennifer Sullivan," she said in a sweet and kind voice. Greg's face was beet red now, and he felt so shy now that he tried to back away slowly only to trip over the bench behind him. The girls all began to howl at this, but Jennifer merely smiled and knelt over to help Greg up.
Once on both of his feet, he gave a hurried "thank you" and walked as quickly as possible away. Once he felt he was far enough away, Greg went and sat on the concrete stairs near the front doors. "Idiot," Greg said to himself, and bashed his forehead. He hoped that he would never get into a situation like that again. Unfortunately, he felt deep down inside, it was probably something unavoidable in life.
Sighing and regaining his composure, Greg got up and waited for the bell to ring. Hopefully class would get his mind off everything. Greg almost laughed at that thought. It was the first time he had ever wanted to go to class for anything.
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Jennifer Sullivan was not one of the most popular girls in school, but she was considered one of the smartest and prettiest. The fact that she had many friends combined with that would make one think that Jenn was a social butterfly when infact she is extremely shy and has a hard time talking to people she doesn't know very well. She had a suspicion that this fact was not known to one Greg Breal.
"Wow Jenn! Class hasn't even started and you have a new boyfriend," Kassy teased, pulling at Jennifer's blonde hair. The other girls giggled along with Kassy. Jenn grabbed Kassy's hand and pushed it away.
"Oh come on Kassy. You're just jealous that you didn't get to hold his hand." There were some surprised laughs and shrieks brought up from the group because of that. Kassy pinched Jenn and pouted in an extremely exaggerated way.
Kassy was, in all ways, Jenn's best friend. They had been in school together all their lives and even lived fairly close to each other. Kassy knew everything about Jenn, and it was likewise in Jenn's case, so their frequent insulting and joking of each other was a sight anyone would recognize as normal, unless you were someone who just didn't know them at all.
"He was pretty cute, Jenn," Mariah chimed in, whose comment was quickly followed by a chorus of 'oh's.
Many people were surprised by the sight of Mariah, Kassy, and Jenn together. The three were best friends, but they seemed nothing alike. While Jennifer was slender and pretty, Kassy was about the same height but slightly overweight and with frizzy red hair usually pulled back into a poneytail. Mariah, however, was very small and skinny with jet black hair and seemed to glow. While Jennifer was mild mannered and Kassy loud, Mariah found a balance between the two.
Jenn playing patted Mariah on the head, smiled, and said, "Well, if you say so."
Kassy laughed and was soon joined by the others. "What do you think of Mr. Breal, Jenn?" she asked.
Jenn shrugged and said simply, "He seems sweet, but I would have to get to know him better. Maybe we'll have some classes together and I can learn more about him." In truth, Jennifer had actually thought he was pretty cute. He was about her height, with dark brown hair, a handsome face, and beautiful eyes. But he seems uncertain...scared maybe.
Kassy sighed and Mariah rolled her eyes, the two of them obviously displeased by her answer. "Come on, Jenn," Mariah said, "You out of all us us should have a boyfriend! It's coming to that time, you know. And you could practically have anyone you want; I mean, you are the prettiest girl in school!"
Although this was followed by some murmers of agreement, Jenn stopped it with a shrug as she often answered such questions and comments. "I'm just waiting for the right person," she said.
Kassy raised an eyebrow at this. "And who is this right person, Jennifer Sulliven?"
Jennifer smiled, looking at a taller boy dressed in black and said, "I'll know sooner or later." Kassy and Mariah sighed and appeared to surrender to this, dropping the subject of boys entirely. Such petty things could wait; for now, it was of utmost importance to figure out what nail polish would be used for first period classes.
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There were two things Greg Breal realized after he left from the Student Introductury Assembly. One was that there were only about two hundred students at this school. The second was that this year may be more interesting than he had imagined.
The first day of school, each student would be shown to his/her dormatory introduced to his/her roommates. Although Greg knew that he would have a dorm-room, he had completely forgotten the fact that he would have a roommate. Maybe I will make a friend through this after all, Greg hoped silently as he took his things and followed the directions given to him.
Greg's room was on the second floor of the guy's dormatory, Room 238. When he opened the door he saw that his roommate had beaten him here: posters on one wall showed the band Hell's Angels in all their glory. On one of the beds lay an average sized boy with bright purple hair and a darker complexion. Blasting over the radio over the boy's bed was, not surprisingly, Hell's Angels.
When Greg put down his things and looked around, the boy on the bed suddenly shot up and turned off the radio. Suddenly Greg found himself shaking hands with the purple-headed kid.
"Hey," he said in a friendly manner, "I'm eleven and insane, but you can call me Piggie, because I told you to."
Bewildered, Greg shook back slowly, "Hey...Piggie...I'm Greg..."
Piggie laughed, "Ha! Fantastic! Nice to meet you Greg."
"So...uh," Greg started, trying to start a conversation, when suddenly Piggie had disappeared half-way under his bed. When he returned he handed Greg a rolled up poster.
"Say Greg, you like Blatoise Brothers? PIKACHU! At The Disco? Airconditioner Head?" Piggie asked. He continued to shoot off names of bands, while Greg tried to keep up, nodding and shrugging if he could keep up with what Piggie was saying. When he finally stopped, Greg sighed and sat down on his bed.
"So, what's this poster for?" Greg asked, unfolding it.
Piggie shrugged, "It was here before I set up the home base."
Greg took that to mean that someone had left it behind and looked at it. To his surprise it was an autographed chart showing every known Poke'Mon, signed by Professor Oak himself. In awe, Greg almost didn't hear Piggie asking him something.
"Do you like Hell's Angels?"
"What?" Greg asked, distracted by the poster.
"DO YOU LIKE HELL'S ANGELS?"
"Oh, oh yeah...sure..."
"Good, because I love them, and you'll probably end up hearing them all day long if you stick around," Piggie said.
Greg smiled, Great, he thought, At least he has commitment. Greg put the poster away and started putting his things up around the room. Piggie watched in disintrest and eventually just went back to laying down and listening to Hell's Angels.
With Piggie quiet, Greg had a few moments to think. Well, it's 9:00 AM right now and class starts at 11:00. That gives me two hours to get ready, I guess... Deciding to have his stuff put together, Greg slipped his class supplies into his bookbag and told Piggie he was going to go hang out in the courtyard until class started.
"Have fun, mate," Piggie said, waving Greg off. As Greg closed the door and went down to the courtyard, he remembered this mornings encounter with Jennifer Sullivan, the pretty blonde-haired girl. Almost as if by magic, Greg noticed that she and her friends were in fact standing in a part of the courtyard. Greg's mind was racing. What do I do? he wondered frantically, confused and worried. Should I talk to her? Or not...Maybe I should just-
Suddenly, one of the girls began to wave at Greg. The red-head one whose name Greg didn't know. It looked like she wanted him to come over to them. Uh oh, Greg thought, regreting this decision to come down to the courtyard. Even so, Greg sucked it up and decided to walk over there.
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Jennifer felt shocked when Kassy waved the boy, Greg, over. Why is she doing this to him? Can't she tell he's shy? Jenn felt sorry for Greg; he obviously wasn't comfortable around her, but whether that was because he liked her, she couldn't tell. She had a suspicion, however, that Greg was not that kind of a guy.
"Hi..." he said meekly. He was obviously worried, maybe even frightened. Mariah however, quickly broke the ice.
"Greg, right? Hi, I'm Mariah, this is Kassy, Miranda, Isabell, and you already know Jennifer."
Greg looked almost instantly releaved and even smiled, saying a quick 'hi' to the group. Jenn felt her eyes lock with his for a moment. He really does have pretty eyes.
"So, where are you from Greg?" Kassy asked in a friendly way. Jenn instantly saw this for what it really was. She knew Kassy didn't mean to do it, but her family had taught her how.
Some parts of Terras were considered plain trash, and people from those places were many times considered plain trash too. It was a kind of test that many Aquarains used.
"Eh, Pyre Village. I'm from Pyre Village to the East of here," Greg answered.
Jenn was afraid of that. Pyre Village was fairly well known, but not for the reasons Greg might want. Almost everyone in Terras considered Pyre Village a dirty town or scoundrels and drunks, and although in some cases it might be true, Jennifer knew that her friends shouldn't do this to anouther student. Especially not to such a sensitive kid, she thought.
"Really? That's neat!" Mariah exclaimed, relaxing Jenn some. "None of us are from anywhere but here."
Greg seemed relaxed too now, able to converse about something. "Yeah, well, where I'm from is nothing special. This place, though, is just so...pretty." Some of the girls giggled at first, but soon realized he was serious as they looked at him blushing slightly.
"Um...It was nice meeting you all, but...uh...I have to go, I forgot some of my books for class..." Greg walked away slowly at first, and then broke into something of a frantic dash. Jenn sighed, exasperated. She punched Kassy in the arm softly and walked back towards the dorm. Jenn felt that she could wait until after school to talk to Kassy and the others about Greg. And it shouldn't be such a big deal... I mean, I don't like him...
She turned suddenly and looked back as Greg stopped at the dormatory doors. He looked at her too, smiled, and walked away. She felt herself becoming red in the face.
Right?
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Next time: Chapter 2, Enter Zach Takahi!
Fanfic rating: PG-13 for violence, cursing, some suggestive themes
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Chapter 1: Welcome to Terras
Chapter Rating: G
Cursing: None
Gore/Violence: None
Stuff: None
In the land of Terras thrive creatures known as Poke'Mon, similar to those found in the nations of Johto, Kanto, Hoenn, and Shinou. Due to the large population of various species of Poke'Mon and the extensive fossil record, scientists have long believed that Terras may have been the origin of all Poke'Mon.
This theory is reinforced by the fact that evidence of the first Human-Poke'Mon interaction is found here: Apricot Poke'Balls that could possibly still contain ancient Poke'Mon. These artifacts, along with many others are put under special guard at the International Museum of Natural History which can be found in Aquara City, the capital of Terras.
More differences exist still between the Terras region when compared to the Johto/Kanto mainland and Hoenn; Terras is actually a region completely made up of volcanic islands. The largest island actually holds six cities, while the other eight are spread out among the smaller islands.
Due to the fact that most all of Terras' cities are spread out, enormous highways were built long ago between the largest island and three others. This highway, started nearly fifty years ago, is still under construction as many in the government hope to eventually make the highway spread to the seven most populous islands. (The last two islands are completely uninhabited by humans and has no modern structures built on them. One is a large swamp and rainforest-like isle, while the other is actually part of a large mountain range and volcano. The fact that both islands are home to hundreds of Poke'Mon each makes them popular stops for trainers.) Until the highway is completed, boat travel is the fastest and most convenient way to get around.
Due to the fact that a lot of Terras still remains undeveloped and due to consistent crime throughout the islands, the Poke'Mon Association has created specialized rules for trainers in Terras:
- All Trainers are to be placed in squads assigned to them by the Poke'Mon Association immediatly after graduating from Poke'Mon Training Academies; they will remain in these squads until the age of 18 years.
- The squad will be made up of three trainers each and will be given for the first two months an experienced trainer to show them the basics for Poke'Mon battles, capturing, and training.
- In order to compete in the Poke'Mon League challenge, all three members of a squad must earn the Eight Poke'Mon Gym Badges, except for special circumstances. (A squadmember decides to enter alone.)
- After the age of 18 years, trainers can continue to stay with their squads or to go on their own to explore the world.
- All trainers must recieve a Poke'Dex, Poke'Techie/Poke'Gear/Poke'Nav, and a starting Poke'Mon from the Poke'Mon Academy.
- After completing the Poke'Mon League challenge in Terras, a squad/trainer can choose to compete again or compete in one of the other League challanges in Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, and Shinou.
- Any trainer found to be commiting illegal acts anywhere will have their licenses and Poke'Mon confiscated.
Welcome to Terras, the Beginning Land.
---
Gregory Breal smiled as he walked into the Terras Poke'Mon Academy. After his eleventh birthday the year before, his parents had decided that Greg should have the chance to become an official Poke'Mon trainer and so had sent him all the way from Pyre Village to Aquara City so he could attend the academy this year. By the next summer he would be ready to go out on his journey. And with a Poke'Mon too, he thought. Ever since he could remember he had wanted to own and train a Poke'Mon, and now he would have a chance to do that.
Still smiling, Greg read over the list of classes he would have. Poke'Mon Communication, Trainers Ed., Poke'Mon Interraction, Battle class, and Science/Math. Greg didn't see the point of having Math class or Science class, but he didn't care. After all this he would be able to travel the world, collecting and training Poke'Mon, and one day...becoming the Poke'Mon master! Yeah, Greg thought to himself, "A Poke'Mon master..."
"Excuse me, did you say something?"
Greg was startled; no one had spoken to him at all today. He looked up from where he sat on the school benches to see a pretty blonde girl looking at him quizzically. She had big green eyes and a slender build; she almost looked like she was modeling. She probably could if she wanted to, Greg thought sheepishly.
"Oh, no. Sorry, I was thinking outloud," Greg said shyly. He got mad at himself suddenly; he didn't want to blush infront of this girl. It was only then that he noticed that three or four other pretty girls had also come out of no where. Come on...don't blush...Don't forget, first impressions are everything, Greg begged of himself. Awkwardly, he stood up.
Greg wasn't much taller than the blonde girl, even if he was 5'5''. He stuck out his hand to shake and said, "Hi, I'm Greg Breal."
The girl seemed slightly surprised. Greg took one look at her face and began to mentally bash himself again. You idiot, you don't even know her... Greg knew then that he must have blushed because the girls who stood next to the blonde all began to giggle. Greg was nearly blown away when the girl took his hand and shook.
"Nice to meet you Greg Breal. I'm Jennifer Sullivan," she said in a sweet and kind voice. Greg's face was beet red now, and he felt so shy now that he tried to back away slowly only to trip over the bench behind him. The girls all began to howl at this, but Jennifer merely smiled and knelt over to help Greg up.
Once on both of his feet, he gave a hurried "thank you" and walked as quickly as possible away. Once he felt he was far enough away, Greg went and sat on the concrete stairs near the front doors. "Idiot," Greg said to himself, and bashed his forehead. He hoped that he would never get into a situation like that again. Unfortunately, he felt deep down inside, it was probably something unavoidable in life.
Sighing and regaining his composure, Greg got up and waited for the bell to ring. Hopefully class would get his mind off everything. Greg almost laughed at that thought. It was the first time he had ever wanted to go to class for anything.
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Jennifer Sullivan was not one of the most popular girls in school, but she was considered one of the smartest and prettiest. The fact that she had many friends combined with that would make one think that Jenn was a social butterfly when infact she is extremely shy and has a hard time talking to people she doesn't know very well. She had a suspicion that this fact was not known to one Greg Breal.
"Wow Jenn! Class hasn't even started and you have a new boyfriend," Kassy teased, pulling at Jennifer's blonde hair. The other girls giggled along with Kassy. Jenn grabbed Kassy's hand and pushed it away.
"Oh come on Kassy. You're just jealous that you didn't get to hold his hand." There were some surprised laughs and shrieks brought up from the group because of that. Kassy pinched Jenn and pouted in an extremely exaggerated way.
Kassy was, in all ways, Jenn's best friend. They had been in school together all their lives and even lived fairly close to each other. Kassy knew everything about Jenn, and it was likewise in Jenn's case, so their frequent insulting and joking of each other was a sight anyone would recognize as normal, unless you were someone who just didn't know them at all.
"He was pretty cute, Jenn," Mariah chimed in, whose comment was quickly followed by a chorus of 'oh's.
Many people were surprised by the sight of Mariah, Kassy, and Jenn together. The three were best friends, but they seemed nothing alike. While Jennifer was slender and pretty, Kassy was about the same height but slightly overweight and with frizzy red hair usually pulled back into a poneytail. Mariah, however, was very small and skinny with jet black hair and seemed to glow. While Jennifer was mild mannered and Kassy loud, Mariah found a balance between the two.
Jenn playing patted Mariah on the head, smiled, and said, "Well, if you say so."
Kassy laughed and was soon joined by the others. "What do you think of Mr. Breal, Jenn?" she asked.
Jenn shrugged and said simply, "He seems sweet, but I would have to get to know him better. Maybe we'll have some classes together and I can learn more about him." In truth, Jennifer had actually thought he was pretty cute. He was about her height, with dark brown hair, a handsome face, and beautiful eyes. But he seems uncertain...scared maybe.
Kassy sighed and Mariah rolled her eyes, the two of them obviously displeased by her answer. "Come on, Jenn," Mariah said, "You out of all us us should have a boyfriend! It's coming to that time, you know. And you could practically have anyone you want; I mean, you are the prettiest girl in school!"
Although this was followed by some murmers of agreement, Jenn stopped it with a shrug as she often answered such questions and comments. "I'm just waiting for the right person," she said.
Kassy raised an eyebrow at this. "And who is this right person, Jennifer Sulliven?"
Jennifer smiled, looking at a taller boy dressed in black and said, "I'll know sooner or later." Kassy and Mariah sighed and appeared to surrender to this, dropping the subject of boys entirely. Such petty things could wait; for now, it was of utmost importance to figure out what nail polish would be used for first period classes.
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There were two things Greg Breal realized after he left from the Student Introductury Assembly. One was that there were only about two hundred students at this school. The second was that this year may be more interesting than he had imagined.
The first day of school, each student would be shown to his/her dormatory introduced to his/her roommates. Although Greg knew that he would have a dorm-room, he had completely forgotten the fact that he would have a roommate. Maybe I will make a friend through this after all, Greg hoped silently as he took his things and followed the directions given to him.
Greg's room was on the second floor of the guy's dormatory, Room 238. When he opened the door he saw that his roommate had beaten him here: posters on one wall showed the band Hell's Angels in all their glory. On one of the beds lay an average sized boy with bright purple hair and a darker complexion. Blasting over the radio over the boy's bed was, not surprisingly, Hell's Angels.
When Greg put down his things and looked around, the boy on the bed suddenly shot up and turned off the radio. Suddenly Greg found himself shaking hands with the purple-headed kid.
"Hey," he said in a friendly manner, "I'm eleven and insane, but you can call me Piggie, because I told you to."
Bewildered, Greg shook back slowly, "Hey...Piggie...I'm Greg..."
Piggie laughed, "Ha! Fantastic! Nice to meet you Greg."
"So...uh," Greg started, trying to start a conversation, when suddenly Piggie had disappeared half-way under his bed. When he returned he handed Greg a rolled up poster.
"Say Greg, you like Blatoise Brothers? PIKACHU! At The Disco? Airconditioner Head?" Piggie asked. He continued to shoot off names of bands, while Greg tried to keep up, nodding and shrugging if he could keep up with what Piggie was saying. When he finally stopped, Greg sighed and sat down on his bed.
"So, what's this poster for?" Greg asked, unfolding it.
Piggie shrugged, "It was here before I set up the home base."
Greg took that to mean that someone had left it behind and looked at it. To his surprise it was an autographed chart showing every known Poke'Mon, signed by Professor Oak himself. In awe, Greg almost didn't hear Piggie asking him something.
"Do you like Hell's Angels?"
"What?" Greg asked, distracted by the poster.
"DO YOU LIKE HELL'S ANGELS?"
"Oh, oh yeah...sure..."
"Good, because I love them, and you'll probably end up hearing them all day long if you stick around," Piggie said.
Greg smiled, Great, he thought, At least he has commitment. Greg put the poster away and started putting his things up around the room. Piggie watched in disintrest and eventually just went back to laying down and listening to Hell's Angels.
With Piggie quiet, Greg had a few moments to think. Well, it's 9:00 AM right now and class starts at 11:00. That gives me two hours to get ready, I guess... Deciding to have his stuff put together, Greg slipped his class supplies into his bookbag and told Piggie he was going to go hang out in the courtyard until class started.
"Have fun, mate," Piggie said, waving Greg off. As Greg closed the door and went down to the courtyard, he remembered this mornings encounter with Jennifer Sullivan, the pretty blonde-haired girl. Almost as if by magic, Greg noticed that she and her friends were in fact standing in a part of the courtyard. Greg's mind was racing. What do I do? he wondered frantically, confused and worried. Should I talk to her? Or not...Maybe I should just-
Suddenly, one of the girls began to wave at Greg. The red-head one whose name Greg didn't know. It looked like she wanted him to come over to them. Uh oh, Greg thought, regreting this decision to come down to the courtyard. Even so, Greg sucked it up and decided to walk over there.
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Jennifer felt shocked when Kassy waved the boy, Greg, over. Why is she doing this to him? Can't she tell he's shy? Jenn felt sorry for Greg; he obviously wasn't comfortable around her, but whether that was because he liked her, she couldn't tell. She had a suspicion, however, that Greg was not that kind of a guy.
"Hi..." he said meekly. He was obviously worried, maybe even frightened. Mariah however, quickly broke the ice.
"Greg, right? Hi, I'm Mariah, this is Kassy, Miranda, Isabell, and you already know Jennifer."
Greg looked almost instantly releaved and even smiled, saying a quick 'hi' to the group. Jenn felt her eyes lock with his for a moment. He really does have pretty eyes.
"So, where are you from Greg?" Kassy asked in a friendly way. Jenn instantly saw this for what it really was. She knew Kassy didn't mean to do it, but her family had taught her how.
Some parts of Terras were considered plain trash, and people from those places were many times considered plain trash too. It was a kind of test that many Aquarains used.
"Eh, Pyre Village. I'm from Pyre Village to the East of here," Greg answered.
Jenn was afraid of that. Pyre Village was fairly well known, but not for the reasons Greg might want. Almost everyone in Terras considered Pyre Village a dirty town or scoundrels and drunks, and although in some cases it might be true, Jennifer knew that her friends shouldn't do this to anouther student. Especially not to such a sensitive kid, she thought.
"Really? That's neat!" Mariah exclaimed, relaxing Jenn some. "None of us are from anywhere but here."
Greg seemed relaxed too now, able to converse about something. "Yeah, well, where I'm from is nothing special. This place, though, is just so...pretty." Some of the girls giggled at first, but soon realized he was serious as they looked at him blushing slightly.
"Um...It was nice meeting you all, but...uh...I have to go, I forgot some of my books for class..." Greg walked away slowly at first, and then broke into something of a frantic dash. Jenn sighed, exasperated. She punched Kassy in the arm softly and walked back towards the dorm. Jenn felt that she could wait until after school to talk to Kassy and the others about Greg. And it shouldn't be such a big deal... I mean, I don't like him...
She turned suddenly and looked back as Greg stopped at the dormatory doors. He looked at her too, smiled, and walked away. She felt herself becoming red in the face.
Right?
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Next time: Chapter 2, Enter Zach Takahi!
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