This choice: Head to Orientation where she meets the rest of her freshman class! • Go Back... “STUPID LOUSY ALARM CLOCK!” Ali roared to herself as she ran out of the Gijinki Dorm Building D, trying to make up the lost time she had lost thanks to that lousy no good Midnight.
If that damn mutt got her in trouble, Ali was going to get her revenge, that was a given.
But at the moment, Ali was more interested in getting to the main building of the academy – As fast as her little legs could take her. Of course, it didn’t matter if she was as fast as that Jolteon girl that Ali saw running around yesterday (seriously, that girl ran like crazy around the place), the distance between the dorms and the main building was at least a fifteen minute jog.
And with that empty stomach and slight fatigue from staying up late last night (once again, thanks to that mutt of a roommate – Midnight), Ali was unaware how long it would take till she collapsed onto the ground and become officially late for the orientation…
‘Shake it off Ali!’ The Quilava Moemon thought to herself as she ran even faster and faster in an attempt to get to the auditorium. ‘Just keep running and you’ll be able to make it.’
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Ali wasn’t the only one walking around the island this morning, but most of the others were pretty lax about it. One in particular was currently taking an easy jog towards the school, a large smile on his face that grew with every step he took, “Ah, a new semester, a brand new chance to meet new people and a chance to see what the next generation has to offer!”
The young man laughed loudly as he adjusted the large metal baseball bat he had over his shoulder, making sure that the large bag that was strapped to the baseball bat wouldn’t fall off. He was a brash looking young man with messy, dirty blond hair that billowed over his broad shoulders, and his skin was a light bronze, one of the many traits that highlighted his active life style. He wore a black wife-beater underneath a baggy red baseball jersey that highlighted his athletic body. He was also wearing some old, beaten up black pants but that’s highly irrelevant, unlike the deep, stripe-like scars that were around his neck. An Arcanine Moemon, and one that was well off to boot.
It was a little off putting that he had a large goofy grin on his face, but the man just continued his trek through the school grounds… At least until…
“HEY! OUTTA THE WAY!!”
The burly Arcanine turned to the left, just in time to have a familiar Quilava freshman ram into him. However, due to the difference in sizes, the Arcanine Moemon didn’t even move an inch while Ali was sent to the ground, making the young freshman wince. “OW! Hey! Watch where you’re going!”
The Arcanine Moemon smirked to himself as he shook his head, “If I recall, you were the one who crashed into me. What’s your rush, shorty?”
“I don’t have time to waste with you!” Ali yelped as she jumped to her feet, and began to dash off. “I’m not going to make it to orientation!”
The Arcanine tilted his head slightly, and smirked, “Freshman, eh?”
With a quick look around, the Arcanine smirked at what he was looking for, “Hmm, nothing like adding a flair for the dramatics on the first day!”
Meanwhile…
“Stupid lousy… Why are so many people trying to make me late today!?” Ali yelled at no one in particular as she continued her race to get to orientation.
“Hey!”
“Huh?” Ali questioned as she turned to the side just in time to see the very same Arcanine she just bumped into right beside her… The only difference this time was that he was driving what seemed to be a fancy red cart. “What the?”
“Hop in!” the Arcanine requested with a large smile. “This thing will get you there in two minutes at top speed!”
“What?!” Ali questioned.
But before the Quilava Freshman could deny or accept, the Arcanine Moemon reached over and lifted Ali up by the back of her hoodie, and immediately plopped her into the seat next to him. “Off!”
“No need to worry!” the Arcanine laughed loudly. “I Vayne will not allow you to be late on your first day, now hold onto something, newbie!”
That’s when the cart seemed to go a lot faster, making Ali grab onto the dashboard of the vehicle (which had the name Mr. Sunny written on it). “AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!”
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