[b][center]Garret Rydel[/b][/center]

At the mention of Pokemon Red, Garret beamed. Aside from books and fishes, books and video games were a few of the other things he loved.

It was interesting, having someone who had so much in common with him. In fact, he had a lot more fun with Sasha than with the other boys that his mother had introduced him to. They were nice enough, but they never understood why he picked books over soccer and they thought he was little too quiet, so the play dates were mostly composed of sports and other things he didn't really care for. They'd play ball on the field or do soccer drills and by the end of the day he'd drag himself home and crash onto the couch to cuddle with Ashes. It wasn't his idea of an ideal day, and he realized that he preferred Sasha's company over Dan's or Nick's, though he had nothing against the two, they just made him feel out of place.

It wasn't bad at all, having a girl for a friend and he wondered why others made a big deal out of stuff like this. Sasha was fun, nice, and they shared the same interests, so that was all that mattered, right? "Pokemon Red, huh?" The smile on his face remained. "I have a cable for the GBA. Maybe, next time we can trade or battle...if you want to of course." His bashful side was showing again. It didn't feel natural, having a friend over and he was still getting used to it, but even though it was different it was also nice. To be honest, he wouldn't have mind doing something like this again. Then Sasha mentioned the card game and he stared at her with wide eyes, "you know how to play the card game? Awesome...I couldn't get the hang of it, but I'd be willing to learn." He bobbed his head up and down, then pointed to a deck he kept near his table. He collected them, but didn't quite understand the game mechanics.

Garret's mother called and the two of them sat down on the table. Two plates were before them, piled high with pancakes. "Eat up," came a kind voice, "there's chocolate syrup and strawberry syrup. Oh, and plain old maple syrup too." The woman gave the children a kind smile then laughed at how enthusiastic they looked. "You're welcome, there's more where that came from." She vanished into the kitchen then returned with glasses and a pitcher of iced tea. Garret thanked her then she disappeared once more, leaving both children in the dining room.

Then Sasha told him all about Pokemon Stadium and his eyes lit up. That sounded amazing, but he felt a little hesitant. He had never been over at someone's house without his mom and dad. Well, there was that time with his cousin, but they were related, so that didn't count. He wanted to go though, Sasha was fun to hang out with and they were friends and it was what friends did, right? Garret grinned sheepishly at the girl, tossing his worries aside. "Thank you very much," he tried to sound as polite as he could. "I would love to come over as long as no one minds me being there." He sounded a little nervous but the silly looking smile on his face was proof of his excitement. "I just need to ask mom--!"

Before he could say more the woman came out from the kitchen...she had secretly been listening in on the conversation and was very excited for her son. Finally, he had actually made a friend all on his own. She felt proud and she walked towards Sasha with a broad smile. "He'd love to go," she gave Garret a pat and the boy turned a shade of red. Had she really been listening all along. Garret fell silent and the woman continued to beam, "if he misbehaves or anything, you'll have to tell me, okay?" The woman ruffled her son's hair, but Garret remained as motionless as a pile of bricks, his heart hammering in his chest and a mixture of excitement and nervousness stirring within.

"L-Let's watch a movie," the boy squeaked as he excused himself from the table. He fumbled with a few CDs, eventually putting Mewtwo Strikes Back in the player. He plopped himself down on the couch then waited for Sasha to catch up. He wasn't brave enough to head back to the table where his mother was waiting. At times it felt like she was dying to get him out of the house and while her enthusiasm for him proved she cared it was also rather embarrassing.

[b][center]Amity Averin[/b][/center]

Amity grinned from ear to ear. "Uh-huh, breaking into places. Today, Applewood. Tomorrow, bank heists." She rubbed both hands together like a comical villain then did her best evil laugh. "Soon, we'll be rulers of the world." The girl declared playfully as she hugged the Physics book close. It would be her new trophy, just something to rub in Theo's face. One could say the two had a rivalry of sorts and were always trying to outdo the other. As thoughts of bragging made their way into her head a devious smile lit up her face. The girl imagined all the possible ways Theo would react before snapping out of her little reverie.

Devon didn't seem to have a plan, but then again, entering the school and everything else they had done had been done on a whim. "I guess, we're going with our gut then?" She asked in an excited tone. Creeping along the halls of Applewood and avoiding security definitely made her feel like she was on a sugar high, but in the back of her head the thought of getting caught scared her. Her father wasn't one to fool around and if he figured this was what his daughter had been up to, he wouldn't have been very happy. Her mother was more free spirited, but Ami knew that woman would be upset too and her brother...ha! He'd never let her hear the end of it, if he ever found out.

Her friend pointed to a map on the wall and she walked over to peer at at. The girl tilted her head...how on earth did people get maps right, it looked like a bunch of dull blocks and squares. She squinted her eyes, eventually spotting the words Science Lab. Oh, so that was where they were at? If they went out a took a right they'd find the band room and whoa, they were pretty far from the exit now. Devon suggested they check out the second floor and she responded with an eager nod. "Mhm, it'd be a shame if we didn't bring home souvenirs." Devon declared they have a race and before she had time to react he shot off like a bullet. He was pretty speedy! Ami puffed up her cheeks in indignation, but it lasted only a moment and soon she was smiling as she ran to catch up. "No fair, you had a head start." She complained jokingly as she finally skidded to a stop on the top step. 

"English and History, huh?" She huffed, taking a few moments to recover from the sprint. "Which trophy do you want, Devie?" There was no escaping the nickname, the girl had already grown fond of it. She gave him a smile, but there was no mistaking the mischievous gleam in her eyes. "Dead presidents or dead poets?" At the latter she made a sour face. "The dead poets make less sense than the presidents though and history books do have pretty interesting stories. Like stuff about the wars and holocausts," she added in before she made her way to the doors and peeked inside. Both classrooms were identical, unlike the science lab that had been riddled with interesting experiments and a skeleton man in the corner.

She looked into the classrooms for a bit longer, imaging what life as a high school student was like. It couldn't be much different, right? He older brother was currently a sophomore in high school and though he complained about math and mountains of homework constantly, he still plenty of time for video games and jam sessions with his band...so it couldn't be that bad, right? He also managed to get decent grades, but then again he was the type that actually cared about school work. Ami wasn't exactly studious, but she was inquisitive and curious and so far it managed to get her grades her parents were happy with, but in high school would it be enough or God forbid, would she actually have to read?

"Hey, hey, Devie?" The girl looked nervous, "you think they're gonna make us read things like Shakespeare when we're in high school?" The thought was absolutely frightening.