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“Well, I won’t go easy on ya, that’s for sure.” Chili smirked, he hasn’t trained in a while, but that doesn’t matter. He’s a top notch trainer, that’s for sure.

Chili’s eyes widened — “…Don’t swing t..hat wa..y”… He pointed at her, his mouth opening slowly. “…Do you mean… y..you’re… a l..e…s…b-” He couldn’t get himself to say it. He’s never seen one in real life before, only in those erotic movies he’d watch sometimes, but other than that, he was amazed to see one standing right before him. “DUDE!!!” He shouted, “Do you have a girlfriend!?” He began to laugh like a little kid, “You’re the first dyke I’ve seen in this school!!!”

He was probably being rude, but that was Chili for you. Never thinking before he spoke.

As long as you had strong Pokemon, or a Pokemon of the right type, beating those bros was always easy. It was also easy to assume that Cress may possibly be the best of the three, given his attitude. Though a 'tude can always just be that. Battling Chili surely sounded more exciting than battling the blue dude since she expected Chili to get way into his battles. It's the most fun when you're both really passionate about what you're doing and especially when you show it. Cress and the green one... they seemed calmer. But Chili was probably the one who would throw a fit if he lost. Kidding.

"Likewise!"

Whenever she talked about battling and Pokemon, she couldn't help but grin as wide as she could. It was seriously her passion in life and it gave her the greatest happiness. Battling just rocks! As if no one knew that already.

Oh man. Nice react, alright. It was pretty annoying and she expected a little less of a surprise from a fellow Unovian, given how society viewed stuff up there. Buuut she was used to it, to say the least. She kept her smile on and rolled her eyes. The best thing to do was to keep things casual. After all, that's how they were to her. It wasn't a big deal when you thought of it, so she didn't get the fuss. Some people just... make a mountain out of a Drilbur-hill?

"Yea, man, I like chicks. That's all."

Girlfriend. One of those would be nice, but she didn't really care. Love wasn't that big of an issue to her. At least not now, maybe, just maybe when she was older. Her focus was on herself and her Pokemon, and that's how it oughta be. If someone did come around, she might let her guard down for a sec.

"Err no. Not yet."

The laughter was the hard part. It was funny? That didn't really make sense to her, but she should probably try and understand another person's view point. Jokes were funny, but stuff like this... It was like saying her hair color was funny. If she was N, maybeeee. Whatever. Whitlea frowned a lil, but tried not to show her offense to his words. It wasn't that big a deal. Get over it, she was telling herself and Chili.

"Guess so. If you ask me, the other gals are just missing out!"

Missing out on this fine piece of ass right here, yeah! Her lips lifted into a slight smile at her own joke. If she joked along, it made things way more casual and normal. Lots better.

#chillli

touyota replied to your post: Took you long enough to show your face around here. I’ve been looking for you forever! Well, not forever.. Uh anyway, how’ve you been, Whitlea?

Ha, sure, you could say that. Have you now? I guess I should be training too; wouldn’t want to fall behind you! I’ve just been… uh… nothing’s out of the ordinary, if that’s what you mean.

She grinned sheepishly. Her training had been extremely intense even for her, and she probably needed to tone it down a bit. For her Pokemon's sake, at the least.

"Yea, probably a little too hard, actually."

Her smile turned competitive, a passionate look in her eyes.

"Ha, good luck with that! I'm pretty tough."

Huh. His response was kinda odd, a little off, she thought. When someone asks about the other and what's up and stuff, they usually want to know just about anything, daily stuff. Maybe he was hiding something. Inspector Whitlea is on the case! Maybe.

"What d'you mean, man? Nothing outta the ordinary?"

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★ Let Me Be Your Star ★

“Yeah, I’d love to battle you!” He said it a bit confidently; she seemed like a pretty strong trainer, considering the fact she was able to beat Cress. He never went easy on anyone.

Seeing her act a bit awkwardly all of a sudden made Chili feel a bit uneasy - What did he do wrong now? He was just being his regular self. Was he being too forward again? Chili blinked a couple of times, unsure how to react now. He never liked awkward situations, and with a sigh he scratched the back of his head. “You don’t have to go with me if you don’t want to… I was just trying to be nice!” He raised an eyebrow and let out a chuckle, “I guess my way of being friendly was too forward for you?” He put his hands in his pocket and tried to think of something else to talk about. “Just wanna befriend ya, that’s all! A fellow Unovian is always a friend of mine.”

Chili’s eyes widened - “WH—” He laughed a bit sheepishly this time, “Am I that easy to read?!” He cleared his throat and winked, “My bad, my bad. It’s a habit of mine, beautiful!”

A competitive, but still fun, look takes her eyes. She grins at him.

"I dunno if you'll be able to beat me, heh!"

He probably won't be able to. Okay, maybe she was a little cocky. Or a lot cocky. Doesn't matter, she was a great trainer and she knew it. If he beat her, it simply meant she needed more training or that he got lucky and caught her off guard. That's all. Not like he's better or something.

Awkward wasn't a word to describe Whitlea. She was just trying to get a read on what his intentions were and if they were good or not. The whole friendly thing seemed too farfetched. No one was that friendly! It was just too good to be true. That's why she had to ask him if he was flirting..

Her grin widened at his reaction. Yep, she was right. The girl's flirtometer was pretty intact and pretty damn accurate. And this dude was totally tipping it off. A laugh or two escaped her lips at the wink of his. Super sexy. Truthfully? Super silly.

"Yea, you're real obvious. Sorry to tell ya, but I don't swing that way. Don't worry 'bout it, though."

Way to be out there and honest, Whitlea.

#chillli

Took you long enough to show your face around here. I've been looking for you forever! Well, not forever.. Uh anyway, how've you been, Whitlea?

She stuck her tongue at him. It hadn't been that long. Okay, it had been, but she didn't want to admit.

"Sorry that I wasn't here for ya. Bet ya were hopeless without me, right?"

A smile flashed on her face, teasing him back.

"Eh, been okay. I probably need to rest some more since I've been training real hard. How 'bout you?"

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academyrival

When Whitlea’s brows rose, Bianca’s smile turned nervous. She’d forgotten that she wasn’t a huge fan of N, just like Cheren. All Bianca wanted was for the whole group to be friends, and she hadn’t wanted to leave N out of their plans. “Erm, well, he’s Touya’s roomie! And we didn’t want to leave him out because all in all, he’s a nice guy!” Bianca began laughing nervously, pulling a bit at her hair. “Sorry….”

Noticing Bianca's nervousness, Whitlea relaxed a little, not wanting to put her friend on edge. In fact, that was one of the last things she wanted to do. Bianca could get flustered real easy and although it was sorta cute in its own way, it wasn't for the best most of the time. Who wanted to make their friend uncomfortable?

"I see."

She smirked a little upon learning N and Touya were roommates. That must be awfully strange, but she was glad it wasn't her. But- Bianca was right. N was alright, as long as he wasn't spewing some crap about liberation. And she oughta give him a second chance; it was the right thing to do. He had good intentions, after all.

Whitlea smiled to let Bianca know she was fine with letting N come with them and that there was really nothing to worry about.

"It's fine, B'. I was overreacting a little. It'll be nice to catch up with him."

★ Let Me Be Your Star ★

“Ah, so you’re a trainer!” Chili’s eyes brightened when he heard her talk about her battle with his lame brother Cress - nodding in anticipation. Seeing how straight forward and head on she really was, Chili was beginning to get excited to know more about her. “Nah, I don’t mind! Nice to meet you, Whitlea.” Chili said as he held out his hand, grinning. “My name’s Chili. The fire type gym leader from Striaton!”

Chili quickly reverted his glance back onto Whitlea, “Ah, so you’re not in the musical?” He pouted, standing up straight and putting his hand behind his neck. “Some of my friends are in this musical, so I know it’s going to be good!” He smiled, “I haven’t even seen Grease before, so I don’t know what to expect…” Laughing a bit sheepishly, Chili lightly punched her in the arm. “We should see it together!”

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"Sure am."

This guy seemed really... excitable, that's for sure. Loud and talkative, she was sizing him up pretty easily. Though Whitlea was pretty ""fiery"" herself, she wasn't the smiley smile OH MY GOSH YOU GUYS kind'a person. Didn't matter much, she was used to dealing with a slightly similar behavior from Bianca.

She shook his hand, flashing back a smile of her own, albeit not quite as big as this kid's.

"Nice to meet cha, Chili. I have a bit of a preference for the fire type myself, so maybe we can battle some time and see who's better, heh."

A battle was something she would look forward to having with him. More exciting than hanging out. Her Swanna would probably get a kick out of dousing that little fire monkey of his. Hm, she thought about it a little more and realized he'd probably be a bit of a pushover to battle, given how easily she took down his bro. A battle's a battle, though, right? Even if the competitors aren't quite evenly matched.

Now, Whitlea wasn't dumb. This guy seemed a little too friendly, if you catch my drift. Picking up some more clues she was pretty sure she knew his angle at suggesting they go see the musical together.

"Uh, yeah,"

She responded, although she wasn't planning on seeing it anymore.

Okay. She just had to ask. Her curiosity was killing her and she did not care what this dude thought about her. Giving a sly smile, she asked,

"Are ya hitting on me?"

And she obviously wasn't referring to him punching her arm. Not that kind'a hitting, man.

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”!!!” N widened his eyes and turned around, his face lighting up with joy to see such a familiar face after such a long time.

“Whitlea!” N exclaimed as he walked up to her, “Now where have you been? Touya and the others have been looking everywhere for you.” He regained his composure within a quick second - Giving her a small smile.

He always knew that Whitlea was never a big fan of him - In fact, it was hard for her and Cheren to accept that he was no longer against them. But, the best thing N could do in such a situation was to act like nothing was wrong, right? …Right? What did these humans expect from him, exactly? What could he do to make them realize that he wanted to be friends?

Standing right in front of the girl, N placed his hands on her shoulders. “I’ve missed you, friend.”

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Hearing her name called, she stopped, turning in place to face the familiar voice. She knew it was N and now her eyes confirmed that suspicion as she watched the green haired guy walk up to her. Kinda a big greeting... Hers was much more nonchalant and deflated in comparison,

"Hey."

N seemed awfully friendly with her and all of it made her really uncomfortable. His words almost made her feel like a kid, though she thought that wasn't his intention. The way he talked... it was like they were best friends, like he was the same as Bianca or Cheren to her. As if. She didn't mean to be rude, but it was tough for her to just go from rivals to smiles and rainbows. How did N do that anyways? He was a weirdo, but weird enough to pretend their interactions had been that of a close friendship? Guess so.

Rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly, she replied, telling him the same thing she had explained to Bianca earlier,

"Uh, been training a lot. Didn't know I was that popular, though."

She almost expected him to get pissed right off the bat. TRAINING?! Hurting her friends like that!! How could she be so cruel! Maybe that would make him remember they weren't bffsies. Seeing him realize he was being a lil obnoxious and regaining his normal posture, well, that was actually pretty funny. Whitlea cracked a grin at him for once.

Those aqua eyes of her drifted as N came closer, as if she wanted to be anywhere but here. Aaand he placed his hands on her shoulder. Okay, dude. Ever heard of personal space? He was like raised by Pokemon sorta so he probably didn't know much about hanging out with people, but still! She'd be freaked if Cheren or Touya did something like this. It was strange. A shudder went through her and she tried to smile at him, but it was more of a grimace.

"Missed ya too..."

I guess.

★ Let Me Be Your Star ★

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Clay was mostly absent for the past few weeks, focused entirely on the work on hand instead of dealing with those he found annoying or rude. Which was almost anyone, actually. Welp. Anyway, because of that, he was also detached from school activities, ignoring Spirit Week, the upcoming elections, and particularly the dance. He did, however, take note that the school, like many other schools, had their own musical to perform.

Now, there was a secret that Clay had, one that no one really knew about, save for Lenora and Elesa. He happened to be a bit of a fan for musical theater. Since Nimbasa was fairly close to his home town, he often traveled there for entertainment. The sporting events were a little boring after a while, he wasn’t too fond of the guys who owned Battle Subway, and even setting foot anywhere near the circus (for any reasons besides the fact that Elesa’s gym was in that direction) was totally out of the question. So, that left the ever changing, ever entertaining musical theater.

At first he didn’t really like it, but after being dragged to show after show by Elesa, he found himself enjoying his time gradually. Now, he was a bit of a genius on the subject, though he wouldn’t exactly admit it to anyone besides the closest friends to him. Because of this interest of his, he decided to check out what musical the school was performing. Not even noting Whitlea at first, he strode up to the front of the theater, trying his best to remain ever so casual. He gave the list a casual look, not really caring who the performers were, but what they were performing, and, well…

“Y’all mus’ be crazy.” Clay pulled his hat over his eyes as he uttered quietly.

Adding a few quiet “ohs” that would rival Whitlea’s, Clay just let it sink that out of everything, it was Grease. It wasn’t like he hated Grease, it was really that he just didn’t exactly want to go to a school production focused on a bunch of asshole high schoolers. In the past few weeks, he had enough of high school life, to be honest. If anything, he was hoping for something fantastic and different, such as Wicked, but it seemed like that would not be the case.

With disappointed, hunched shoulders, Clay turned his back, hoping to leave before someone noticed. Unfortunately, someone was already in the vicinity, someone that he already knew previous to arriving here. Testily, as if he was afraid of being judged, he said, “fancy seein’ ya here.”

Now, Whitlea's not an old dude. She has a good sense of sight and smell and doesn't need a hearing aid. So she DID notice Clay standing next to her, checking on the same thing. At first, he'd just been a guy in the corner of her eye and she didn't care much. But- upon hearing his little mutter, she smirked and realized who she was standing next to.

It was funny he was here too. Teachers usually didn't care much about events that didn't involve them. They were about money and stuff, right? Something like that. And even funnier was that it was him! Clay. Big old grumpy miner guy. Did he come to be a grump about musical shenanigans? Or was he curious like her? Maybe beneath that rough exterior was a tender heart or another cheesy washed up phrase. The only way to find out was to watch and wait, so that's just what she did.

Took him long enough to notice her, heh. Clay was most likely embarrassed, having been spotted by one of his students, and one who knew him personally at that. Whitlea smiled foolishly, unable to help herself. It was way too funny, dude!

"Fancy that. Hey, teach."

Despite the earlier circumstances that she was still pissed off about, she couldn't help but grin really widely. Cut her some slack. It was really funny to run into your big, burly teacher in an unlikely location.

Wait. There was something else she should be thinking about. Why was Clay here anyways? That was a good question and she still didn't have the answer. The suspense was killing her and she ended up blurting out,

"Why are ya here anyways?"

A moment later she caught herself and remembered manners. Manners were important to cowboys. Too bad hers weren't that good. Didn't wanna make the big guy upset though, so she oughta try.

"Uh, just wondering, I mean."

Yeah, that was totally polite. Good job, Whitlea.

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academyrival

“Hey, don’t worry about it!” Bianca smiled. “I can totally catch you up! Actually, Touya, N, Cheren and I were going to go out to Straiton one day to the cafe! We didn’t go yet because we were waiting for you to show up! Are you up for it?”

Whitlea's worries pretty much all disappeared with Bianca's smile. That girl's smile was brighter than the stars! It always cheered her up even when she was feeling bad and since her mood wasn't that bad right now at all she was just really happy!

"Thanks in advance!"

At the mention of N, her eyebrows raised and she tilted her head slightly at Bianca. The green haired guy was a bit pitiable, but overall he seemed like a huge creep and they weren't all that close to him. He was a hypocrite, telling them to stop fighting with Pokemon right as he battled with them himself. It didn't make a bit of sense to her. So why were her friends all buddy buddy with him?

"Why y'inviting N along? I mean, he's an okay guy, I guess, but... uh I dunno. Just wondering."

★ Let Me Be Your Star ★

Walking down the hallways to his next class, Chili noticed a brunette working her way around as well. He tilted his head, debating whether or not he should talk to her. “She’s looking at the cast list for Grease, hmm?” He grinned, finally coming up with a perfect conversation for them to have.

“Hey!” Chili said out loud, waving his hand as he walked towards her slowly. “You look pretty familiar, have I seen you somewhere before?” He flashed a smile at the long haired brunette, staring at her. “I see you’re staring at the cast list for our school musical! Did you try out by any chance?” He quickly glanced over to the long list from top to bottom.

At the sound of a voice, her head shifted, turning to face the source. It was a boy, now walking over to her. Smiling back casually, she greeted him.

"Hey there!"

Redhead, boy around her age, familiar. Right! He was one of the gym leaders back in Striation; that's how she knew his face. However, she didn't know his name, having instead challenged his calmer blue bro. Now was the time to learn it, she guessed!

"Yea, I'm Whitlea. I challenged your brother Cress back in Striaton a while back. I don't remember catching your name, though, so would ya mind telling me?"

Realizing that might sound a little rude, she gave a half-assed apology,

"-Sorry."

Did she look like the type to try out? Maybe 'cause of her hair. That looked pretty drama kid-ish. The rest of her usually gave off a more boyish and jock look or at least, she thought so. He seemed to be checking the list as to look for her name, better give him the disappointing news that her Broadway debut isn't anytime soon.

"Uh, nah. I just wanted to see who did and who made it. Looks okay of a cast."

Okay was a compliment in her opinion because it really wasn't all that entertaining to watch girls glide around in poodle skirts. Such an overdone musical, gosh.

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academyrival replied to your post: WHITLEA! Hey!

“Nothing much! I haven’t seen you around, even though we’re in the drama club together.”

Shrugging, the girl offered up an apologetic smile. She should probably try and be more social, huh. Especially if her best friend wasn't seeing much of her. That was pretty pathetic.

"Sorry 'bout that. Guess I've been real busy lately! I've been training and stuff. Even skipped out on a few of our club meetings, heh. Maybe we should hang out some time so you can catch me up on all the drama club drama I must have missed."

WHITLEA! Hey!

Whitlea fashioned a big grin onto her face when she saw her best friend 5eva. She and Bianca were real close, and she often worried about the blonde. Bianca could get herself into trouble sometimes.

"Yo, Bianca! What's up?"