She didn't care if it was as small as getting on a bus; it still scared her half to death. People already wouldn't talk to her to begin with, and with this being her first day at this school, she KNEW it would be torture.
Boys eyed her and whistled teasingly, laughing. Girls pointed and made snide remarks. Even the bus driver himself had a reaction that made the girl want to cry. Was there NO open seats for her to sit in herself?
Her eyes fell upon a boy. One that she knew right away stood out from the rest by a long shot. Something in him was like a magnet; she couldn't take her eyes away from him. He noticed her staring and looked up.
"You the new kid?"
She blushed, unsure of how to respond, absorbed by his mesmerizing gaze that captivated her so. "Err…um…yeah…"
He smiled and patted the open half of the seat next to him. "Don't let them get to you, okay? They're jerks sometimes."
"Umm…are you sure it's okay?"
"Yeah. Of course you can sit here, don't even bother asking, newbie."
She reluctantly sat down beside him. He let his face rest on his hand and gazed out the window for the rest of the bus ride. She was absorbed by everything about him. EVERYTHING. His smile, his kindness, his magnetic personality…but especially his hat. Something about that hat made her smile. He looked…almost cute. Maybe today wouldn't be public humiliation after all…
He looked up. "By the way, what's your name?"
"Promise not to laugh."
"Of course not. I won't, promise."
"My name is…Pika. I know it's a dumb name, but-"
"It's not dumb. It's pretty."
"Really? Uh…thanks, I guess…"
Before Pika knew it, she'd finally arrived at the school. She waited for the rest of the kids to get off, trying her hardest to ignore the teasing from the kids as she passed. Tears came to her eyes as words flew into her ears. "Filty bitch," a strange boy with purple hair had spat at her. "Go fuck yourself."
Without realizing it, a small tear slid down her cheek. Had her mom really had to force her out the door, even when she begged to stay home?
"Your brother has to go to school, too," she had told her daughter lovingly. "You'll make friends in due time. They'll see past you."
As if that would ever happen, she'd thought all morning on the bus ride. She was born with…rather surprising characteristics. She was surprised Ash could stand to look at her at all. She had a tail. A FREAKING TAIL. It couldn't get much weirder than that. That stupid thing always stuck out of her skirt. She'd had to snip holes in her skirt just to look even slightly normal. Not only that, her ears were pointed and abnormal, and stuck out of her head rather than the sides. It was almost…inhuman. Let alone yellow with black tips.
Another tear slid down her face as she lost herself in her thoughts about herself. Ash reached over and gently wiped it away with his fingertip. His hand was soft, considering the only thing covering it was a green glove that showed only his bare fingertips.
"Hey, what's wrong? The day hasn't even started yet. Just wait until the end to cry. You know, when you have a reason and school starts to suck."
Her black eyes met up with his caramel ones, and she felt her tears retract. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all.
He slung his backpack over one shoulder and adjusted his cap. He began to walk down the aisle of the bus, motioning for Pika to follow him since they were the only ones left on.
Ash had gone off somewhere with his friends, leaving Pika to roam the seemingly endless hallways by herself. This school was HUGE! It seemed as though she'd never manage to explore all of it, even if she had years and years at her hands dedicated solely to exploring it. She looked down at the class schedule in her hand. According to the small piece of paper, her first class in this school was…math. Well, that wasn't so bad. At least the day started with something she understood.
Navigating the gigantic halls and keeping herself pretty well hidden to avoid teasing, she managed to slide into her first period class unnoticed. That is, until she was in the room.
Everyone turned. All eyes landed on the strange-looking girl in front of them. Pika felt the tears return, just waiting for someone to laugh. However, a familiar voice made her nearly vomit in surprise.
"What? You guys never saw a pretty girl before?"
Everyone's attention was diverted to a familiar boy with spiky raven hair and a hat sitting near the back of the room. A red-headed girl, seemingly furious spoke up with a voice that made the tears return to Pika's eyes.
"You think THAT'S pretty and yet you shoot me down every time I ask you out???"
Ash waved his hand. "Aw, shut up, Misty. That thing over there is prettier than you will ever hope to be."
The girl was practically screaming now. "Oh yeah, because a tail and ridiculous ears are just the sexiest thing these days!!!"
Ash looked at his wrist. "Hey Misty, you know what time it is? Time to SHUT THE FUCK UP."
Misty slumped back into her chair. "Damn it, Ketchum, what the hell is wrong with you? You really LIKE that piece of shit?"
"If she's a piece of shit, she's the prettiest piece of shit I've ever seen. I wish I made shit that pretty."
Ash waved at Pika playfully. "Hey, piece of shit! Come sit by me, I'm lonely today!"
The class erupted in laughter; even Misty chuckled at his remark. Pika couldn't help but giggle, too. Ash was sweet, even if he had to make a fool of himself to keep her from crying. She gladly and quietly took a seat in an open desk next to him. Once she was settled, she turned around and faced him, softness reflecting in his eyes.
"That was nothing. You should see what I have to say about that Paul kid with the purple hair…"
"No, I mean…thank you for…distracting them."
Ash smiled. "Don't sweat it. I like you. Wanna sit with me at lunch?"
Pika returned his bright smile. "Sure. Are you good at math?"
"You kidding? I suck ASS at math."
"Oh, it's easy. Once you get the hang of it."
"The only time I ever use numbers is when I'm measuring my massive di-"
"If that ends with what I think it'll end in, I'll hit you so fast you won't even have time to blink, man." A boy with spiky brown hair glared at Ash.
Ash smirked at him. "Shut up, Gary. I was talking about that huge diploma I got when I graduated kindergarten, you pervert."
Gary rolled his eyes. "Right. You think you could at least TRY to set a good example for this kid?"
Gary turned to Pika. "What's your name again?"
"Um…Pika. My name is Pika."
"Well, for the record, he failed kindergarten, and stole that diploma for me, so if he wants to pull any other crap on you, let me know."
Gary turned back to Ash. "Don't ruin her pure mind. It's only the first day. At least wait until Friday."
Ash nodded. "Can do, Oak, can do."
After what seemed like forever, the teacher walked into the room and shut the door. She had a long black ponytail streaming down her back, and a long green skirt that stretched to her ankles. Her blouse bore a flowery pattern all over it.
"Hmm. I see we have a new student, am I right?" She announced, looking straight at Pika. Pika tried to sink into her seat, but it was too late.
"Why don't you come up here and introduce yourself, sweetheart?"
"Um…uh…I'd really rather not…"
"Oh, come on. It's no trouble. Everyone's nervous on their first day."
"Um…" Pika stood up nervously, tears gathering at the sight of the shock on the woman's face. Pika kept her head low, her face bright red, and walked to the front of the room.
"Um…I'm Pika. I'm new, and…I was born with some birth defects. Some…"
Pika turned and looked at her tail in embarressment. "Some very noticeable birth defects. And…"
Pika's voice started to crack. Ash raised his hand, and before the teacher said anything, he began to shout things to avert the attention from Pika.
"And I'm Ash Ketchum, born really having to take a piss. And now I have to again. TOKORO-SENSEI!!! Can I go take a piss?"
The teacher rolled her eyes, but not without a smile. "That's not proper language for school, Mr. Ketchum. Now what was it you wanted to do?"
Ash sighed. "May I escort myself to the facilities and allow my urine to be injected into a porcelain bowl?"
The class began to crack up again, same as earlier. Even the teacher was laughing, and Pika started to giggle again, forgetting how worried she was. At last, she returned to her seat next to Ash.
"You know, that was really sweet."
"What? I had to piss!"
"No, I mean…well, what you did. That was really, really sweet of you."
Ash smiled again. "Any time."