Pokémon High School Life 10

"Vote Zane for Class President," the Infernape shouts at everyone that passes. Him and Jay hand out his fliers to anyone and everyone that are within their reach. Most people take it happily, obviously knowing who he is. Others, however, don't pay much attention to him. That is, until Charz speaks up.

"I'm football player 006 and I'm voting for Zane," the Charizard announces, holding up a Zane flier high and proud.

"Ooh, that's Charz," one girl exclaims.

"He's, like, the star of the football team," a boy says excitedly.

"If he's voting for Zane then of course I will," someone states.

Suddenly, a large crowd of Pokémon swarm around Zane, Jay, and Charz, all taking fliers from them. They are all talking at once and saying the same thing. They are all devoting their loyalty to the Infernape.

Vee thinks it's ridiculous! All because the three are popular there is no doubt Zane will win. Plus, there hasn't been anyone that has loudly opposed him yet. The other canidates are afraid of angering him and his fans. Vee would say something about it, but she's not all that interested in politics and conflict.

"Thank you, thank you," Zane tells everyone with a charming smile. "I promise you, I won't let any of you down. I will make this school a better place!"

The crowd begins to cheer, but a cold voice cuts them off. "And how do you plan to do that," it demands. Everybody, including Vee, turns to see a Hisuian Zoroark standing with her arms crossed, glaring at the football trio. Her hair is pulled up into a high ponytail, giving her some much needed height. She is very tiny compared to other Hisuian Zoroarks, probably being only about four feet tall. Despite her size, her presence is very powerful.

"W-What do you mean," Zane asks, trying to hide his nervousness with a chuckle.

"Well, what are you going to do to make this school a better place," she questions, her glare never leaving the monkey.

"Uuuh, well, I, um," the Infernape thinks for a second, chuckling nervously again as all eyes turn back to him. "I-I can't answer that right now," he finally answers, standing taller and forcing out confidence. "If I explained all my plans right now it would ruin any surprises I have in store!"

That is probably the dumbest thing Vee has ever heard! Yet everyone seems to take that response happily, nodding in agreement and talking about how right he is. "Pathetic," the Zoroark exclaims angrily, making the whole crowd jump. "He doesn't actually have a strategy! I, however, do. I plan to start a community garden to make fresher, healthier, and cheaper foods for the cafeteria. With the money I save with the cheaper food I will use to fund our extracurricular activities, which are in dire need of attention. That's not all I have planned, but I want to save the rest of it for my speech later. So vote Snow for President if you want any real progress to be made."

"Wow," Vee mutters to herself as she watches Snow walk away with a Ceruledge that appeared out of nowhere. She's found who she's voting for!

"Hey," a Weavile says to her aggressively, causing the Sylveon to jump. "It's me, Devil, from detention!"

"What do you want," Vee questions in disgust.

"I was wondering who you were voting for," he answers, but quickly seems to regret it. "N-Not that I care or anything, no, I-I was just curious because you were the closest Pokémon to me so I figured 'why not ask her.' Th-There's nothing that really makes you stand out to me or anything! N-No, of course not!"

"Oooookay," Vee says slowly, confused by his behavior. "Anyways, definitely Snow."

"Wow! What a coincidence! So am I," Devil tells her with a wide, excited smile. Then, he clears his throat and leans against a locker, crossing his arms to seem cool. "N-Not that that matters or anything…"

"Riiiiight," the Sylveon replies, now extremely confused on what is going on with this guy. Suddenly, the bell rings, giving Vee a reason to escape this conversation. "Welp, I gotta go!"

"Oh, right, of course," Devil responds, nodding his head. "S-See you around, or whatever."

"Mhm," Vee agrees without fully paying attention, rushing to her class.

Later during lunch time

"Can you believe that a tiny Hisuian Zoroark would dare to oppose me," Zane exclaims with immense anger. "God, I wish her species would hurry up and completely die out!"

"You said it, bro," Jay agrees, nodding his head. Charz hates what the monkey said, but he doesn't want to get kicked out of the trio so he just nods along.

"Man, I am so angry," the Infernape, shouts, slamming his fist into a locker and causing a dent in it. He then takes a deep breath. "I need to get my fury out. But on who…"

A Fennekin comes out of a nearby classroom, and unfortunately for her Zane locks in on her. He walks over to the fox with a cruel smirk and yanks her backpack out of her mouth. "Hey, that's mine," the Fennekin exclaims, jumping up and down as she tries to take it back.

"Well do something about it," Zane tells her with a snicker. "Take it back by force!"

"Fighting is against the rules," the fox says, continuing to leap for her bag but with no success.

"Loser in the middle," the Infernape shouts as he tosses the bag over the Fennekin's head to Jay. The turtle laughs as the girl runs to him, waiting until she's right ay his feet before throwing it back to Zane. Charz just watches from the sidelines. He wants no part in this but isn't going to stop them. As he stand there, he sees Sire coming down the hall and panics. Stealthily, he leaves his spot to go to the Quagsire.

"What are you doing here," he demands, glancing behind his shoulder. "If those two see you they'll antagonize you next!"

"I'm here to remind you why I'm a great best friend and show you that those two are bad," Sire tells him with a determined look. "They stole my tacos yesterday!"

Charz is about to tell him he knows and repeat for him to leave, but Zane and Jay are now here. "Aw, look! It's the idiot with the taco," Zane exclaims, him and the Blastoise laughing together.

"That is not nice," the Quagsire states, standing taller. "You need to apologize and let Charz go!"

"Listen, dude, Charz chooses to be with us," Jay says, smirking as he pats the Charizard on the shoulder. "And I don't blame him for wanting leaving ya!"

"He would never-" Sire begins to argue, but Zane kicks him in the face.

"I'm bored," the monkey announces. "But luckily you can fix that!"

"And how would I do that," the Water/Ground type asks. Zane and Jay share a cruel look before lunging at Sire. The Quagsire doesn't move as Zane lands a Mach Punch and Jay a Rapid Spin. Both of the aggressors hit as hard as they can, yet they seem to bounce right off of Sire, falling to the floor from the force of the push back.

"What the- AGH!!!" Jay exclaims, trying to stand up but gets interrupted as Quagsire rams into him with Headbutt.

"Don't. Be. So. MEAN," Sire shouts as he slams his tail into the ground, using Earth Power on the Blastoise, causing more screams of pain. He then switches his attention to Zane, who is shaking with fear. "This is what you get," the Clodsire says as he uses Hydro Pump on the monkey. Zane cries out as he is blasted by a large beam of water that crushes him into a locker.

"What is going," Ms. Hairly, the Pyroar music teacher, demands as she comes down the hall.

"This monster just started attacking us for no good reason," Zane shouts, followed with him wailing in pain.

"No, they attacked me first," Sire corrects. "Tell her, Charz!"

The Charizard looks away, unable to meet the Quagsire's eyes. "H-He started it," Charz mutters, pointing at Sire.

"What," Sire asks, his heartbreak clear in his voice.

"Sire, come with me," Ms. Hairly demands. "We're gonna talk to your parents."

Sadly, Sire obeys, tears rolling down his cheeks. As they walk away, Vee and Tric come down the hall and sees this. "Sire, what happened," the Sylveon asks.

"Th-They got me in trouble even though I didn't start the fight," he answers as he passes them. Charz looks up to see Vee and Tric glaring at him with pure rage. He turns around, unable to face them.

"Hey, thanks for backing me up like that," Zane says as he gets up, wrapping an arm around Charz's shoulder as they walk away from the scene of the crime. "You're a good friend."

"Yeh, yeh, really good friend," Jay agrees.

"I'd say you're a great one," Thur adds, who Charz just realized was leaning against a locker the entire time. The Umbreon is looking at him with a horrible grin of amusement. Upon seeing him, Charz comes to a realization.

He's becoming a Thur!

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I felt so bad writing Sire getting in trouble, but I knew I had to do it

Sigh

Anyways, enjoy!